I really just want to be a scholar

Chapter 641 Tomorrow will be better

The next day, Qin Ke and his team set off at 06:30 in the morning to avoid the scorching sun at noon.

It was quite cool when I went out, but after walking for less than an hour, the sun rose, the temperature in the desert began to rise sharply, and the wind and sand became stronger. The sky in the Taklamakan Desert was full of yellow sand flying.

At around 37 o'clock in the morning, the surrounding golden sand sea had faintly emitted scorching air waves, and the center console of the car showed that the outside temperature was close to [-] degrees, exceeding the normal human body temperature.

If you are walking on foot, or riding a camel like the ancients, it is estimated that in less than 5 minutes at such a high temperature, you will be sweating and your physical fitness will drop sharply, and most people will suffer from heatstroke and faint within half an hour.

Fortunately, Qin Ke and his party took the bus arranged by the weather station, and also took the road.

Yes, three roads have been built in the Taklamakan Desert, one of which can lead to the vicinity of the meteorological observation station.

These roads are mainly for the development of oil and gas resources in the Taklamakan Desert and to connect several relatively large cities on the outskirts of the desert.This is a miracle created by human beings challenging nature. Thanks to the blessing of these three roads, the vast desert has a lot of vitality and vitality, which also drives the economic development along the road.

The highway that Qin Ke and the others are currently walking on is one of them. This highway is designed according to the standard of a first-class highway, and many domestic original technologies are used. In the form of grids, a large number of soil-fixing and sand-proof plants such as Azalea, Haloxylon, Tamarix, etc. are planted to defend this desert road.

Even so, when driving on the road now, it is still necessary to run over the shallow sand layer on the road surface. In order to prevent skidding, the driver dare not drive more than [-] per hour.

All the windows of the bus were closed tightly, and the wind and sand hit the windows, making a continuous "popping" sound, and the windshield wipers swung continuously, sweeping away the sand and dust on the large glass of the front window.

The sand and dust rolled up by the wheels merged into the whistling wind and sand in a blink of an eye. Looking around, except for a touch of green covered with yellow sand on both sides of the road, it was a world of withered yellow and lonely sand sea. The vehicles on the road Also very few.

Deng Zhaoliang, a post-doctoral fellow, looked at the plants on both sides of the road that were a little wilted in the sun, and sighed: "If you don't have a car, it's a challenge to cross the desert on foot."

Wu Youwen, the receptionist of the weather station, asked the driver to lower the temperature of the air conditioner in the car, and then said: "Yes... It is said that when the road was being built, bones from more than 1000 years ago were dug up from time to time along the way, probably from the past. The merchant who fell while walking the Silk Road."

Xu Jiaxing, who was seated next to Deng Zhaoliang, asked: "Seeing that there is very little traffic on the road, and it is usually so deserted? I thought that with the road, it would be more lively. It is rare to see a car after walking for a long time like this, which makes people feel a little creepy." panic."

Wu Youwen explained: "In spring, autumn and winter, the traffic flow is still quite large, especially the trucks leading to the oil field. But now it is summer, the roads are basically trucks, and there will be much fewer private cars. And There have been warnings for high temperature and sandstorms on the road these days, and travel will be dangerous, and if it is not necessary, most people will not choose to cross the desert at such a time."

"Do you usually have to go back and forth like this when changing shifts? It's really not easy." Xu Jiaxing admired.

Wu Youwen said embarrassingly: "Actually, I rarely cross the desert in summer. Our weather station changes shifts once in spring and autumn. We usually just stay in the weather station in summer and will not leave unless there is an emergency."

At this time, everyone has penetrated into the hinterland of the desert. Looking out from the gray car window, they can see huge sand dunes that resemble pyramids, standing in the wind and sand. The highest is estimated to be 700 meters. , the wind and sand became more violent, and the sky was full of whistling dust, which made people feel palpitated by the mighty power of nature.

Everyone in the car became a little nervous, even Wu Youwen's face changed slightly, but the driver was calm and comforted everyone: "Don't worry, everyone, I have been driving here for more than ten years, and I have seen even bigger sandstorms , Today it is only considered as an ordinary grade, and it does not affect driving. We are about to leave the road, and we can reach the weather station by walking a short path."

As he spoke, he slowed down the speed of the car, because the visibility outside had dropped to less than [-] meters.

After a while, the bus pulled out from the bend of the road and entered a smaller asphalt road.This was obviously built specifically for the weather station, and the road conditions were naturally not as good as the original main road, and the surrounding sand prevention was made of gauze instead of green plants.

The bus started to bump up, and Ning Qingyun held Qin Ke's hand tightly, with unconcealable tension on her little face.

Qin Ke saw that the atmosphere in the bus was somewhat depressing, so he smiled and said: "It is said that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. Back then, the poet Zhang Xun of the Tang Dynasty wrote an ancient poem, saying, 'Out of the sky in the daytime, out of the sky in the Yellow River.' The scars of the sand are like waves, and the wind sounds like thunder." Now that I have seen the desert wind and sand with my own eyes, I can say that "the ancients did not deceive others", oh no, it is "the ancients did not deceive others". Look at me, I haven't read ancient poetry for a long time, and my level has dropped drastically."

His optimistic and humorous words immediately made everyone smile, and the atmosphere in the bus relaxed a bit.

Qin Ke clapped his hands again, and suggested: "Since there is still a long way to go, let's play a game, and I can also give the scientific researchers who stick to the weather station a friendly smile later, everyone agree?"

Deng Zhaoliang and other young people responded first, applauding loudly, and then asked: "Junior Qin, what game are we playing?"

"Each of us tells a joke. Whoever's joke can't make everyone laugh, even if you lose, you have to sing a song in front of everyone. Let me explain first, everyone in the car has to participate. Mr. Jiang, I know your mentality is very serious. You are young, and you never leave the crowd, you will definitely not miss this game, right?"

Jiang Weixian is usually serious and has a high academic status. Everyone dare not make jokes with him, and Qin Ke is the only one who dares to make fun of him.

Jiang Weixian gave Qin Ke a helpless look and said, "You kid, are you trying to trick me on purpose? If I don't participate, it means I'm old-fashioned and divorced from the masses?"

Qin Ke smiled and said: "You are our elder and academic leader. If you don't speak first in this game, which student dares to speak up? Of course, you may not be ready all at once. As a student, I will speak first for you in the first round , you have to pick up the second round, no problem?"

Jiang Weixian could only shake his head and smile wryly: "All right, do as you said."

Everyone was amused. Most of the students taught by the old academician Jiang Weixian were solemn and steady physicists. In the end, he accepted a closed student, but he has such a generous personality. The old academician must be very helpless, right?

Qin Ke didn't care what everyone was thinking, and after signaling to everyone to be quiet, he began to tell a joke: "Xiao Li said to Xiao Zhang, tell you a good news or a bad news, which one should you listen to first? Xiao Zhang said, listen to the bad news first Xiao Li said, the good news I want to tell is false."

Everyone was startled for a moment, and then roared with laughter. Although it was a cold joke, the entertainment effect was good.

Qin Ke winked at Jiang Weixian: "Mr. Jiang, it seems that everyone really respects you and dare not let you sing. Seeing that I just made a joke, everyone is so cheering...Of course, I have absolutely no doubt that everyone is so cheering because of you The singing is too intimidating."

Everyone burst into laughter again. It was rare to see someone dare to make fun of the old academician Jiang Weixian like this, which made everyone feel fresh and interesting.

Jiang Wei glared at Qin Ke first, and finally couldn't help laughing.

As a result, the atmosphere in the bus became more relaxed and joyful. Wu Youwen and others who were not familiar with Qin Ke were surprised to find that Professor Qin, the famous mathematics god, was so humorous and approachable.

"It's your turn, Senior Deng." Qin Ke greeted, and the game went on smoothly.

The cheers and laughter from the car seemed to cover up the desert wind and sand.

Ning Qingjun pursed her lips and looked at her boyfriend with crooked eyes, full of pride in her heart.

No matter how bad the situation is, Qin Ke's optimism and humor will always bring joy and light to people.

Although Ning Qingyun didn't meet many people, Qin Ke was definitely the only boy with such a mentality and characteristics.

This is Qin Xiaoke, who is unique in heaven and earth and belongs only to her.

When it was Ning Qingyun's turn to tell jokes, the girl thought for a while. The jokes she knew were basically made by Qin Ke when he was making her happy. They had the meaning of love words, and it was inappropriate to say them here, so Then she blushed slightly and said, "I'm not very good at telling jokes, so just accept the punishment and sing a song."

Ning Qingyun was still very shy about singing in front of outsiders, but this was the game rule set by Qin Ke, and Ning Qingyun didn't want to act like a baby and fool around just because she was his girlfriend.

Instead, more than anyone else, she wanted to follow the rules and stand up for what her boyfriend had said.

She lowered her eyes shyly, opened and closed her pink lips lightly, and sang an old song "Tomorrow will be better".

She has a quiet personality, doesn't like to be noisy, and is not very keen on singing. Most of the songs she knows are learned in elementary school and junior high school.This song is no exception.

"Wake up the sleeping heart gently
slowly open your eyes
look at the busy world

Is it still lonely to turn around..."

At the beginning, she was too shy, so her voice was very low, but she sang slowly, and her voice became louder.

She has never learned to sing, so she naturally lacks a bit of skill compared to professional singers, but the girl's voice is very beautiful, and it still sounds very pleasant.

There was a howling sandstorm outside, and the soft and beautiful singing voice of the girl echoed in the car, but it gave people a positive force, making people believe that tomorrow will be better.

More and more people sang along, and the bus carried the singing of the sun, broke through the yellow sand in the sky, and slowly drove into the destination of this trip - the Taklamakan Desert Weather Station.

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The Taklamakan Desert Meteorological Station is not very large, but there are also several solid buildings. In order to resist the cold winter night and summer heat, the walls of the buildings here are very thick, and only two floors are built for wind protection. about.

The roof is paved with solar power panels, and there are more than a dozen wind turbines around, and the electricity generated is enough to be self-sufficient with the storage battery.

The huge water storage tank can also guarantee the water supply of the weather station for about half a year, and a cellar is built underground to store grain. It can be said that the preparations are made here to change shifts only once every six months.

There are currently more than 30 people in the entire weather station. The station manager is called Xia Yongguan. He is a high-level senior researcher. He has stayed in this desert for nearly ten years. It can almost be said that this is his home, and he has long been used to the desert climate. impermanence.

But the recent extreme weather suspected of "dry rain" still surprised him, so he hurriedly reported to his superiors, and soon the National Meteorological Administration called back and invited three domestic research teams specializing in climate and meteorology to assist Analysis, let Xia Yongguan prepare for the reception, and strive to solve the mystery of "dry rain" as soon as possible.

Of the three research teams, one is from the National Institute of Desert Meteorology, led by Professor Wan Baoshan.

The second is from the School of Meteorological Sciences of Nantah University, led by Professor Mao Hongen.

The third is naturally Jiang Weixian's team.

After the first two teams came here for a while, they disliked the poor conditions and refused to stay. They just asked for some materials and then went back to the nearest city to stay in a hotel. All research work was carried out by telephone and video conferencing. form of communication.

This made Xia Yongguan very uncomfortable, but he was invited by the National Meteorological Administration, his superior, so he couldn't afford to offend him, so he could only bury his displeasure in his heart.

At this time, when he heard that Jiang Weixian and his party had arrived, Xia Yongguan hurriedly brought the staff from the weather station to the square in front of the door to greet him, and said with a smile on his face: "Academician Jiang, I'm sorry to trouble you for traveling so far. .”

Seeing that today's sandstorm is relatively serious, Xia Yongguan was worried that he would scare Jiang Weixian and his party and make them turn back halfway. Unexpectedly, Jiang Weixian's team still arrived as scheduled, and everyone looked good when they saw it, most of them were smiling , let Xia Yongguan secretly marvel that it is indeed a team brought out by the academician, the mental outlook is just different.

Jiang Wei first stepped forward and shook hands with him: "It's all for scientific research work, and there is no trouble."

"The wind and sand here is a bit heavy, so let's talk inside first." Xia Yongguan led everyone into the office building of the weather station, and said cautiously: "The conditions here are more difficult, and the accommodation is definitely not as good as a hotel. Please invite Academician Jiang Forgive me, if you feel dissatisfied, I can also arrange for you and everyone to go back to the city to live..."

The conditions at the weather station were limited. Except for Jiang Weixian who had a separate room, the rest of the staff, including Qin Ke, were arranged in collective dormitories. Ning Qingyun was also arranged to live with other female staff.

"It's okay, we are here mainly for research, not for enjoyment. When we are doing research outside, we often sleep in tents in the wilderness." Jiang Weixian waved his hand: "Shall we go directly to the conference room? I heard that The extreme weather conditions suspected of 'dry rain' just happened yesterday, if you have the latest monitoring data, it is best to print or project them for us to see."

Xia Yongguan was greatly moved by Jiang Weixian's attitude. It is also a research team, and this one is an academician. This hard-working spirit is much stronger than the other two teams.

Xia Yongguan hurriedly said: "This...Academician Jiang, you just arrived, don't you want to take a break? We also prepared lunch..."

"Then let's read the information while eating." Jiang Weixian's style of doing things is very vigorous. Xia Yongguan rubbed his hands and felt embarrassed, but seeing the old academician's firm attitude, he arranged accordingly.

Naturally, the staff of the weather station will help to send the luggage to the arranged room.

(End of this chapter)