Chapter 791: 310 is back!_2
Shi Ruolan nodded, not asking more questions.
Across from her, Ding Wenyang and Tang Ming began discussing the issue of uranium mines.
In the past few days, Ning Xiao and others had noticed that Bai Lian was working even harder than before.
Especially after the incident with Morrison.
Ning Xiao and Tang Ming were easily influenced by Bai Lian. When she became more focused, they naturally didn’t slack off for even a moment.
They were always studying anyway, and now it was even more so. Tang Ming used to chat with Ding Wenyang about the surroundings during meals, but now that had all turned into academic and professional questions.
Shi Ruolan had already secured a recommendation for graduate studies, so she didn’t need to prepare for exams.
But she didn’t relax either and was instead working on a project for her prospective advisor.
She was also a hardworking and outstanding student; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been recommended for the summer camp.
But she hadn’t expected that upon arriving at the summer camp, she would find that these junior students were working much harder than she had, even giving her a sense of crisis.
**
Dormitory.
Bai Lian opened the memory card given to her by Academician Ma, which contained notes and research directions recorded by him.
Academician Ma was the first teacher in the field of quantum engineering in the country. He had painstakingly laid the foundation for quantum buildings over decades, starting from scratch. With his guidance, Bai Lian’s entry into the field was much easier than it had been for him.
Ming Dongheng brought over food to her.
Bai Lian ate while looking at the construction diagrams.
Until her phone lit up beside her. It was a message from Mao Kun—
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[Sister, there are almost no hairs with follicles on Xiaoqi’s clothes. It took days to find just one]
Xiaoqi was much cleaner than Mao Kun and Xiaowu, more like an artist, who couldn’t stand being sloppy.
Mao Kun preserved this strand of hair in a transparent bag.
Bai Lian replied with a sentence, leaned back in her seat and after some thought, she video-called Ji Heng.
In the video, it was still 10 in the morning at Ji Heng’s end.
Ji Heng was in his storeroom.
“Do you like this color?” Ji Heng turned the camera around to show Bai Lian the fabric in his video.
Even through the camera, the brilliance of a bundle of fabric in the video was apparent. With embroidered cloud patterns, Bai Lian recognized it immediately, “Cloud Brocade?”
She blurted out.
Ji Heng wasn’t surprised. The first time Bai Lian had come to this storeroom, she had identified several uncommon fabrics.
“Yes, it is Cloud Brocade, and there’s much more here,” said Ji Heng, who didn’t smoke in the storeroom, only caressing this piece of Cloud Brocade that had been passed down to the present day, “I’ll take out this piece to make you a coat.”
Having said that, Ji Heng thought for a moment, “I’ll leave the rest of the fabric to you, how about that?”
Bai Lian was taken aback; a patch of Cloud Brocade was as precious as gold.
Especially the Cloud Brocade from Ji Heng’s storeroom, which was obviously hereditary, “Grandpa, I don’t know how to preserve these…”
“You don’t need to keep them in any special way,” Ji Heng smiled, “Purest Street is almost becoming Embroidery Street; I’d feel reassured leaving them with you. What are you calling me for?”
He stepped out of the storeroom, closed the door behind him, and turned the video to face Jiang He sitting in the yard.
A very abrupt change of subject.
“Are Second Uncle and the others still there?” Bai Lian didn’t continue to inquire; this was something she’d have to discuss with Ji Heng in person.
Ji Shaorong was often not at home.
“He returned to his post a couple of days ago,” Ji Heng said as he filled his pipe with tobacco, surprised, “What do you need him for? Jiawei seems to have gone to Xicheng to negotiate a deal and will probably be on a business trip for over half a month, and then she plans to visit Jiangjing.”
Bai Lian estimated the time; her return to Jiangjing was around the same as Jiawei’s.
She suspected that Xiaoqi’s identity was not unfounded; Ji Shaojun’s reaction had been one of surprise when he first saw Xiaoqi.
Even Ji Heng, who was usually so indifferent, treated Xiaoqi differently from others.
**
A month passed quickly.
In that time, Bai Lian and Ning Xiao and the others were busy absorbing the knowledge from this summer camp.
The day before their return, the fifty-something students went to visit the local scientific research base and science museum.
Compared to Jiangjing, there was certainly a gap in technology.
“This transistor is made with nanoscale semiconductor material. Its chip processing is nearly ten thousand times higher than traditional silicon chips. It’s prohibited from being sold to us,” Director Meng told the students about the science museum’s exhibits before sighing, “You all need to work hard.”
Ning Xiao looked at the nano transistor and nodded from the back of the crowd.
But the science museum held more than just nano transistors.
Bai Lian followed Director Meng and learned about many new technologies, with the top floor being off-limits to foreigners.
February 28th.
The tickets for the return flight were still arranged by the school.
But this time, due to the tight availability of tickets, the school arranged for people to leave in two groups.
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