1959Siheyuan, a Turnaround

As soon as Yang Qiming entered the dormitory, he noticed the strange atmosphere. His heart skipped a beat and he felt something was wrong.

He subconsciously looked around and found that Li Weiguo was not there, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

"Why didn't Li Weiguo come back today? Usually at this time, isn't he in the dormitory discussing things with them? Did he discover something?"

The more he thought about it, the more flustered he became. However, he pretended to be calm, pretending that he hadn't noticed anything, and asked casually, "What's wrong with everyone? Why aren't you talking?"

After saying that, he laughed dryly twice, trying to break the awkward deadlock, but the laughter sounded particularly harsh in the silent dormitory.

No one wanted to respond to what he said. Just because of his appearance, the anger that everyone had just suppressed rose again.

In the end, Wang Yong was afraid that Yang Qiming would notice the flaw, so he said a few perfunctory words to change the subject.

It was he who suggested that Zhao Shuheng and others go out to find Li Weiguo, so that Yang Qiming did not notice anything unusual.

Yang Qiming was a little confused by his roommates' reactions and didn't react at all. Maybe he still thought that he had hidden his actions well.

After that, Yang Qiming suddenly felt unprecedentedly flustered after not seeing Li Weiguo and the other six people discussing the progress in the dormitory for several days.

In the past, he could still pretend to work hard with his team members while secretly capturing bits and pieces of discussions between Li Weiguo and others, and then improve them by copying them after returning.

The ideas he heard from Li Weiguo were like a guiding light, guiding him forward in this research.

But now, this "bright light" suddenly disappeared. He stood there, feeling confused and completely lost.

It was not until this moment that Yang Qiming felt unprecedented uneasiness.

"Where did they go? Why did they suddenly stop discussing it? Are they deliberately avoiding me and don't want me to overhear anything?"

Yang Qiming's brows were furrowed, beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead, and his usual complacency had long since disappeared without a trace.

In fact, for him, researching this technology was as difficult as climbing a mountain.

Now without Li Weiguo's cutting-edge ideas to guide him, he felt that every step in the next research would be extremely difficult, even impossible to move forward.

Those complex mechanical principles and precise structural designs gradually became a tangled mess in his eyes, and he couldn't make sense of them no matter how hard he tried.

Later, Yang Qiming found out through inquiries that Li Weiguo had borrowed a conference room from the class teacher to make the final revisions and improvements.

At first, Yang Qiming was really worried, thinking that Li Weiguo and others had discovered his plagiarism.

He was on pins and needles during those days. He was absent-minded in the lab and his concentration would change from time to time. When his team members spoke to him, he would be stunned for a long time before coming back to his senses.

He even imagined countless scenarios in which Li Weiguo and others would come to his house to demand accountability.

Even every time someone knocked on the door, he would tremble with fear and his heart would be in his throat.

A few days passed in fear like this, but Li Weiguo and his men never took the initiative to cause trouble for him. Everything was calm, as if nothing had happened.

In addition, as the competition day is getting closer, the next steps to improve the game make him more and more anxious.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and put the matter behind him, comforting himself: "Maybe they just couldn't perform in the dormitory and found another place. Why should I feel so guilty?"

Fortunately, his group also has two elite juniors, Zhang Wenshu and Huo Rong, so the subsequent research can be completed smoothly.

Although these two people do not have the quick thinking of Li Weiguo, they are not able to get to the heart of the problem and create amazing design highlights.

But after all, they have an extra year of learning accumulation and are approaching graduation, so they have a relatively solid grasp of professional knowledge.

Regarding the fully automatic concept proposed by Li Weiguo, he also has some unique insights based on what he has learned.

Therefore, in the final sprint stage, the heavy responsibility of revision and completion fell almost entirely on the shoulders of Zhang Wenshu and Huo Rong.

In order to complete the next research, they repeatedly studied and debugged the semi-finished mechanical device.

Zhang Wenshu stared at the blueprint intently, scribbling on it with a pencil in his hand from time to time, and muttered to himself: "The transmission ratio here needs to be optimized, otherwise the power transmission will be too lost."

Huo Rong stood aside, operating the tools deftly with her slender fingers, disassembling and installing parts.

Her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, but she didn't bother to wipe it off. She responded without even looking up: "Well, the sensitivity of this sensor also needs to be recalibrated, otherwise the feedback data will be inaccurate and the entire fully automatic process will have problems."

As for Yang Qiming, although he was still the team leader in name, at this critical moment, he was like a helpless child.

He could only follow Zhang Wenshu and Huo Rong, help out, pass tools, run errands, and occasionally make a few insignificant suggestions, which were often rejected by the two of them.

But as he watched the two busy figures, he secretly felt lucky in his heart: "Luckily, I have these two, otherwise I would be completely screwed this time."

Li Weiguo and his colleagues raced against time in the conference room, working day and night to deeply optimize their work.

The improvement of every part and the rearrangement of every line are the result of their wisdom and sweat.

They were determined to use their strength in the competition to let Yang Qiming know that plagiarism will never succeed and only true innovation can shine.

In this way, the two sides, in completely different states, are moving step by step towards the upcoming competition, and a fierce contest is about to break out.

On the day of the competition, the sun was shining on the somewhat rustic main road of the campus. Although it did not have the prosperous scene it has today, the enthusiasm of the students was like a burning flame, undiminished in the slightest, as if it had paved a layer of golden light of hope for this feast of science and technology.

On both sides of the road leading to the competition venue, colorful flags swayed gently in the breeze, making slight rustling sounds. The flags were printed with inspiring slogans calling on everyone to devote themselves to industrial construction, which mixed with the excited and somewhat simple conversations of the students, creating a warm and tense atmosphere.

Some lower grade students gathered on both sides of the road, their eyes full of curiosity and longing. Wearing patched but neat and clean clothes, they stood on tiptoe and stretched their necks, eager to witness the elegance of their seniors. They exclaimed in surprise from time to time, adding a bit of vitality to the lively scene.

With a sincere determination to contribute to the motherland's industry, members of each group carried or pushed their carefully crafted works and marched towards the competition venue in a mighty procession.

Under the sunlight, those mechanical devices shine with the unique metallic luster, like warriors about to go on stage to fight, exuding a unique charm.