Great Power Technology.

Chapter 131 Why Survive
In the evening, the father and son prepared a whole table of meals and waited for the arrival of the students at home.

This time they invited students of Chinese descent, there were always about a dozen of them, and Tengfei had been busy all afternoon, so tired that he lay down on the sofa with back pain.

A few minutes later, the first customer arrives.

"teacher!"

The person who came was a young man with glasses, holding a can of tea in his hand, and came forward to shake hands with Teng Jian with a smile on his face.

"Ah Yue, you came so early? Where's your wife?"

Teng Jian also responded with a smile.

"She parked downstairs and came up in a while. I couldn't wait, so I came up to see the teacher first."

"Hahahaha, you kid, you're still glib. Why, after driving for so long, you're still not proficient in reversing?"

"...Damn, teacher, don't expose people's shortcomings at this time. I just got my driver's license when I crashed at the time. I really don't know how to drive."

The two talked and laughed and walked into the room and sat down. After chatting for a while, many people came in one after another outside the door. Teng Jian met his students one by one, exchanged a few words, and then greeted them. Everyone sit down.

A group of people first chatted about some interesting things when they were in school, and some expressed their gratitude to Teng Jian. After drinking for three rounds, the topic gradually diverged. This group of students who had graduated from the Guggenheim We naturally chatted about the invitation letter issued by Liming Hang.

"I heard that domestic scholars in related industries have received invitation letters. Has any of you received them? Anyway, I haven't received them."

"No, this thing should only be sent domestically. To be honest, even if it is sent to us, how many people will go there. What kind of thing is the turbofan 18? Liming's technology is too backward, and it is nothing more than to make some Old, old knockoff job, not challenging at all."

"It's not as simple as being unchallenging. I still think that Liming's biggest problem is that the foresight is too poor, the field of view is too small, and the layout is too small. If I were the decision maker, I would definitely give up the turbofan 18 project they are working on now , It is the right way to jump directly from the imitation of commercial high bypass ratio engines, and then reverse the technology accumulation to research and development.”

"What you said is simple. Is it that easy to imitate an engine? Let alone imitation. Without complete drawings, you can't even reverse engineer an engine. What are you talking about imitation?"

"Don't you have to try it? At least it's better than living on your laurels?"

"Based on their laurels has the advantage of relying on their laurels. At least Liming can ensure that the domestic engines continue to be updated. They have done a good job in this regard."

"Hey, that's what you said. There's no way, there is still a shortage of talents in the country."

Teng Jian on the side listened to their discussion with great interest, until the discussion gradually stopped, he suddenly said:
"Knowing that there is a shortage of talents in the country, have you ever thought about going back?"

Hearing his words, everyone at the dinner table was stunned for a moment.

go back?

Perhaps this thought briefly appeared in their minds, but was soon overwhelmed by more realistic thoughts such as money, status, and future.

Lower salaries, more difficult promotion paths, lower technical level and scientific research atmosphere cannot be changed in a day or two. Objectively speaking, it is really not easy for them to make up their minds to go back. matter.

But the one person at the dinner table is a special case.

The man Teng Jian called Ah Yue, Jiang Yue.

He looked around calmly for a week, and then said:
"Teacher, I want to go back."

Teng Jian's face changed, and he pretended to be understated and asked:
"When are you going to go back?"

"As soon as possible. Everyone has seen the official movements of Ugly Country these days. It is clear that in the future, we will attack Huaxia's aviation development field. The last time it was chips, this time it is aviation development. I am afraid that if I don't go back again, the future There is no going back."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone at the dinner table fell silent.

Indeed, none of the people here are fools. They all know what the series of official administrative orders of Ugly Country mean. The reason why they didn't bring up this topic is just because they are not so willing to admit it in their hearts.

Teng Jian nodded, looked at Jiang Yue approvingly and said:

"It's pretty good, go back and serve the country."

Jiang Yue smiled and replied:
"It's not that noble. It's just that I'm not used to the food here. Besides, Linlin and I should have a baby. It's convenient to register when we go back to have a baby."

Teng Jian glanced at his wife pretending to be surprised, and then asked:
"I'm going to have a baby, but I haven't come yet? Hurry up! Ah Yue, can you do it?"

"...Teacher, you are over 60, can you stop making fun of me about this kind of thing, it seems like an old disrespect."

As soon as his words fell, everyone at the dinner table laughed knowingly, and the atmosphere finally relaxed a bit.

But unexpectedly, Teng Jian's next sentence ended this relaxation again.

"It's not a joke. When your child is born, take it and let me play for a few months. I hope that this useless one in my family will not be able to count on it."

"Okay, teacher, it's time."

Jiang Yue wanted to say something perfunctory, but suddenly, he seemed to realize something.

take him to play for a few months
He raised his head in shock, looked at Teng Jian and asked:

"Teacher, you want to go back too?"

"Well, I'm going back."

Teng Jian nodded solemnly.

"Teacher, your body won't allow it!"

An anxious look appeared on Jiang Yue's face. He was fully aware of the reason why his teacher stayed in Ugly Country. If he didn't rely on CAR-T injections to maintain his life, he would have returned to China many years ago.

"Physical or not, it doesn't matter."

Looking at the people who wanted to speak to persuade him, Teng Jian directly raised his hand, motioning them not to speak.

After he took a bite of food and ate it in his mouth, he continued:
"I don't want to say any more. In fact, you all understand the truth, and you all have your own choices. I will not force you on this point. Of course, I have no right to force you."

"But I know that there are actually no bad kids among you, otherwise you wouldn't appear at my dinner table today."

"I just want to remind you that, just like Ah Yue said, everyone knows the official actions of Ugly Country recently. This period of time should be the last window period for us to return to China. If we don't return to China now, we will basically There will be no chance.”

"So, you have to make a choice now."

"If you can go back, of course I agree a hundred times, but I can understand that you can't go back, because you have your own pressure and your own life."

"But for me, I have to go back."

"Because of the ugly country's policies, too many people have already doubted the development of domestic aviation development. If we just sit back and watch, the domestic talent gap will become larger and the technological backwardness will become more and more serious."

"I have studied and worked for decades, and I have achieved a little bit in this field, and I have a little appeal. In addition, I am old, so I think, before I go down , and finally do something."

"I want to lead the way."

After finishing speaking, Teng Jian fell silent again.

Everyone at the dinner table was silent with him, and after a long time, someone asked:
"Teacher, when do you plan to leave?"

"The plane ticket is 4 hours later and things are already packed."

Teng Jian ate the food one bite at a time, and then completely disregarded everyone's astonished expressions, and said a little jokingly:

"The bad news is that no one picks me up in the country. I guess it will be difficult to find a place to live. The good news is that there is no need to wash the dishes today."

"Brother Fei, is it true or not?"

Jiang Yue turned her gaze to Tengfei, who nodded affirmatively.

Complicated emotions began to spread on the dinner table. A dinner that was supposed to be a reunion suddenly turned into a farewell. The topic that should have been continued suddenly lost the motivation to continue.

More than half an hour later, Teng Jian put down his chopsticks, then motioned for Tengfei to follow him into the room, and took out their two small suitcases.

"I'm ready to go. Don't send me off, help me clean up the house later. It's a joke to say that you don't need to wash the dishes. Don't make a bad smell and affect the neighbors."

"In addition, there are the words I usually write on the balcony. If you like it, you can take it as a souvenir—if you plan to go back to China, don't take it. I will write it for you again on red paper when I go back."

After finishing speaking, Teng Jian gave his son a look, and the two pushed the door and left without looking back.

After a long while, the people who were still in the house came to their senses.

The low voice of discussion reminded me again that some people were discussing whether to go back, some people were discussing when to buy air tickets, and of course, some people listened silently and did not intend to express any opinions.

Amidst the discussions, Jiang Yue curiously walked to the balcony and brought back the thick stack of rice paper.

There are handwritings written on these rice papers, and those on the outermost surface have turned slightly yellow. It is obvious that Teng Jian has re-read his works from old to new today.

Jiang Yue flipped through the rice paper one by one, reading the words on it softly.

"Leaving hatred is just like spring grass, you can survive even further."

"Everyone is looking forward to the bright moon tonight, and I don't know whose house Qiu Si will fall into."

"I don't want to see each other in my life, I move like a businessman."

The top one is the oldest work, from top to bottom, the handwriting is getting newer.

The more Jiang Yue looked at it, the more sad he felt. He could feel the deep sorrow of parting in his teacher's heart.

The kind of helplessness that obviously wants to go back, but is dragged down by his own body.

But when he turned to the last and the newest pages of rice paper, his movements suddenly froze.

On those brand-new rice papers, several pages in a row were filled with the same line of poetry.

"I would like to serve the country with this body, why should I be born into Yumen Pass!"

(End of this chapter)