1991 Starting from the core

After entering November, Su Yuanshan's work became busy. On the one hand, he has to take over Xi Xiaoding's work and be responsible for finishing the work. On the other hand, he has to work with Qin Weimin to improve the architecture of YX01 based on the simplified instruction set.

Tian Yaoming's team quickly gained inspiration from Howard's design after Su Yuanshan got it back - after all, they are all full-duplex basebands, the principles are the same, but the standards are different, so the progress of the communications department immediately accelerated.

As for Li Mingliu's VCD team, they are already working on the final PCB and device design after completing the design of the two main chips. It is estimated that they will be able to create an engineering prototype once the tape-out is completed.

At the same time, the land that Su Yuanshan had always been thinking about finally went to Yuanxin. The relevant leaders of the province and city visited Yuanxin. After seeing Yuanxin's science and technology park plan, they approved it, and it was 500 acres with a stroke of a pen. This made Su Yuanshan quite happy. Overjoyed. I can’t help feeling that governments at all levels, from top to local, are really poor and crazy.

After all, in the eyes of the leaders of the provincial capital, Yuanxin is still a software company without a "foundation". If they don't give them a piece of land to repair the temple, Yuanxin may just move away one day - losing one can create thousands of dollars every year. For a company with tens of millions of dollars in foreign exchange, someone needs to be responsible for this responsibility.

…

The calendar turns over to November.

Su Yuanshan was woken up early by his mother and asked to go to the school auditorium with his father early to wait for the "defense".

"Mom, dad said I was the special prize, why are you panicking?" Su Yuanshan rubbed his face by mistake, his eyes were dull, and he stared at the egg helplessly.

"It's because of the special prize that you have to have a correct attitude!" Zhang Xiuyun peeled the eggs for her son and kept nagging: "Your dad is a judge, and you can't make any mistakes and leave people speechless."

Su Yuanshan sighed and started eating eggs.

Su Xinghe looked at his son with a smile, the pride in his eyes could not be concealed. And he also discovered that only when he was at home did his son show the true emotions of a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old boy. Outside, although Su Yuanshan always had a smile on his face, everyone who had dealt with him knew that Su Yuanshan was not the foolish and ignorant young man who had nothing to do with the world, but more of an indifference that had experienced life.

Maybe this kid really worries too much and is too mature.

Thinking of this, Su Xinghe felt sorry for his son again.

Zhang Xiuyun brought coats to the father and son again, dressed them up carefully before letting them go out.

"Dad, I heard that the provincial station is going to videotape today?" Su Yuanshan put his hands in his pockets and walked side by side on the path with his father.

"I'm coming, and it's said that I have to report it to the National Taiwan Radio. You have to know that the country attaches great importance to this competition from top to bottom. So you kid, please take your time when answering questions." Su Xinghe said with a smile.

"No problem. But...can you find any valuable questions?"

"Eh? You kid..."

The father and son laughed and chatted all the way into the auditorium.

Seeing several beautiful seniors standing at the door to guide, Su Yuanshan felt happy - it seems that the Department of Electrical Engineering has really spent a lot of money. These beautiful seniors are all the treasures of the Department of Electronics. Let alone gathering them together, they can Seeing it depends on luck. After all, the male-to-female ratio in the Department of Electrical Engineering ranks first among universities in the country—reaching an appalling 7:1.

Since it was the weekend, except for the contestants and instructors who came to defend themselves in the front two rows, the back rows were all electrical engineering students who came to observe. Everyone was buzzing and talking, turning the auditorium into a vegetable market.

Since he was a local snake, Su Yuanshan just found a seat in the middle, next to the aisle, and sat down. While chatting with the seniors next to him, he looked at the contestants in the two rows in front of him.

Although it was difficult to see faces from a distance, he still counted them. These players were also more male than female, and almost everyone came with the instructor.

When a student wins a national award, the teacher wants a share of this honor.

As the TV station reporters set up their cameras, the referees headed by the leader of the Electrical and Mechanical Department, who was the superior of the Electrical Engineering Department, began to enter the scene.

Su Yuanshan counted and found that there were seven referees in total. In addition to the leaders of the Mechanical and Electrical Department, three of them, including his father, were from the Department of Electrical Engineering, and three others were professors from Xidian, Guidian, and Hangzhou Electrical Engineering Co., Ltd.—well, mechanical All four kings under the Ministry of Electronics Industry are here.

Then, a beautiful senior stood up to the front desk holding a microphone and asked Principal Zhou Zhenzhong to give a passionate opening speech before announcing the start of the statement.

"Now, please invite Sun Guoqiao to the stage."

Everyone knows the process. This is not about receiving an award, but about accepting questions and inquiries, so there is no applause. Everyone looked at a thin young man walking out of the first row.

"Sun Guoqiao is a second-year student at the Provincial Aviation Industry School. His entry this time is an electronic ballast."

After the host finished speaking, there was a buzz throughout the venue!

Even Su Yuanshan raised his eyebrows!

Electronic ballasts are not something that ordinary people can create. They involve radio frequency interference, filters, rectification, conversion to DC, and finally conversion to high-frequency AC heating fluorescent tubes to emit light. In fact, its principle is not difficult. Understand, it's just a lot more complicated. If it were purely electronic, it would be as big as a shoe box. At present, foreign countries have developed IC chips and carried out miniaturization designs. In China, we have only developed a "prototype" of a shoe box based on known principles, and have not yet been able to design a chip.

This technical secondary school student is too fierce—could it be that the first one to take the stage is the special prize?

Su Yuanshan saw that his father's eyes on the stage glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, with a look like "You know there are masters there?"

A professor on the stage cleared his throat: "Student Sun Guoqiao, please answer the question, how do you control high-frequency communication to a fixed frequency band?"

Sun Guoqiao was thin and thin, with little blood on his face, but his voice was very calm: "It was completed through a circuit module, marked A9 on the drawing."

"How does that solve the radio frequency interference problem?"

…

Facing several professors who took turns asking questions, Sun Guoqiao answered them all fluently. When everyone finally nodded at the same time, the auditorium burst into warm applause.

"It's so fucking fierce." The senior next to him exclaimed: "It would take me at least half a year to do it, and I still have to check information everywhere."

Su Yuanshan nodded: "It is indeed very powerful. The main reason is that he understands the principles thoroughly. This means that the basics are very strong and he is a great person."

The senior glanced at Su Yuanshan and felt the same way: "It's not shameful for such people to come to the Electrical Engineering Department, but I don't know what will happen to the next person."

"I don't know. I heard it starts with the first prize. I don't know how awesome the special prize will be."

The senior looked at Su Yuanshan inexplicably: "Who told you to start with the first prize? This is the special prize! Next is the special prize for programming."

Su Yuanshan was caught off guard: "Huh?"

The senior continued to stare at the beautiful senior on the stage without blinking: "But the programming is probably average. After all, what kind of things can middle school students design?"

The host held the microphone and looked down with a smile: "Now, I would like to invite student Su Yuanshan to come to the stage."

Su Yuanshan closed his mouth, quickly stood up and strode towards the front desk.

The senior next to him was about to continue chatting with him, but he only saw Su Yuanshan's back.

The senior's eyes widened: "Damn it! Isn't it?"

The host's introduction on stage is continuing.

"Su Yuanshan is a sophomore student from No. 7 Middle School in the provincial capital. This entry is a program design, an open source attachment program that can convert Protel format files to be read by YXEDA."

Following the host's introduction, everyone fell silent.

Not every student majors in electronic engineering and knows how to design circuits, so... many people don't even know what Protel is and what YXEDA is. Even if you know it, you may not understand what this attachment program means.

Facing his father's half-smiling gaze, Su Yuanshan coughed slightly, turned his back to the audience, and faced the judges' seat.

At the judges' table, Professor Chen Xiaochuan from Guidian saw that Su Yuanshan's instructor was Su Xinghe, and then looked at Su Yuanshan with some confusion, and then at Su Xinghe. After discovering that the two looked similar, he saw the meaningful smiles on the faces of the professors in the Department of Electrical Engineering.

A surge of anger rose from the bottom of Chen Xiaochuan's heart!

Opening the back door for your son in such a big way? Is there any more royal method!

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