The military-industrial scientific research system of the academic master

A pillow of red sun.

The morning light shines through the thick gauze curtains and is scattered on the bright red bedsheets printed with golden double happiness characters.

The two people's forty-five-day wedding leave came from the organization department's special approval, so unless there was something that was going to explode if it was not resolved, no one would come to disturb them.

But perhaps because I was a little anxious before getting down to business last night, there was an almost undetectable gap at the top of the intersection between the two window screens.

But just in time, a dazzling ray of sunlight passed across Chang Haonan's eyelids.

It was almost nine o'clock in the morning. He was already half asleep, but after being shaken like this, he naturally woke up completely.

"Well..."

When he opened his eyes, the first thing that caught his sight was the senior sister's side face and ears that were half hidden in her hair.

Even though several hours had passed, there was still a hint of blush underneath the white skin.

Chang Haonan was lying on his side at this time, with his left arm stretched out to serve as a pillow for the senior sister who was lying flat on her back.

His right arm was hidden under the quilt and gently wrapped around the other person's waist.

On their wedding day, when the two slept in this position for the first time, Chang Haonan was still a newbie.

As a result, when I got up the next morning, I almost thought my left arm had completely disappeared.

Later, Yao Mengna squeezed her for a long time before she finally regained consciousness.

After a few days, Chang Haonan's experience in sleeping has improved by leaps and bounds.

Now I have learned to put my arms on the other person's neck instead of under the back of the head.

Although it will still be a bit stiff, at least it will not affect normal activities the next day.

You can even pull your arm out unconsciously...

While he was thinking this, he exerted his force carefully.

Well, today failed.

Yao Mengna actually woke up earlier, but she was still a little greedy for the embrace of the person next to her, so she just fell asleep for a while.

Now that I feel the slight movement of my arm under my neck, there is no need to continue pretending to sleep.

Chang Haonan saw the senior sister's eyelashes move, and then slowly opened her apricot eyes.

At the same time, a smooth, fat-like feeling came from the lower abdomen.

I thought it was because I made too big a move just now and woke up the other party.

So he turned his head slightly, put his forehead against the waterfall of long hair, and whispered into his ear:

"Would you like to sleep a little longer?"

Yao Mengna was ready to push herself up, but after hearing these words, she almost fell back on the bed.

She is three years older than Chang Haonan. Now she is experiencing a long drought, but she is actually much more sensitive.

It's just hidden well.

Although there was no direct answer, a pair of spring eyes had already glanced at Chang Haonan beside him.

But he soon realized that the latter probably meant letting her sleep alone.

It's all my fault...

His face was a little redder than before.

"Forget it...the days are long."

Yao Mengna bit her lower lip lightly, with a little resentment in her eyes, and she didn't know who she was talking about.

Anyway, I got up and started getting dressed.

"Hey, that shirt is mine..."

Chang Haonan stood up a little slowly, and his left arm was still a little sore. As soon as he stretched out his hand, his clothes were already draped on him by his senior sister.

"Just get a new one."

Yao Mengna had no intention of changing it back. She just buttoned three buttons and got out of bed. At the same time, she did not forget to bury her head between the collars and secretly took a deep breath.

Taking advantage of the situation, he picked up the two sets of pajamas that had been thrown on the ground and the bay window before the war last night, and threw them accurately into the laundry basket next to them.

Her height is almost the same as Chang Haonan's, but her body shape is much slimmer. Not only does she not look sluggish when she puts on a men's shirt, but she has a different charm.

Chang Haonan, who was still sitting on the bed, was a little stunned.

It wasn't until a new shirt of the same style fell into his hands that he came back to his senses.

"When you were watching the news last night, you probably wanted to contact someone. You should be at work now."

Yao Mengna leaned against the door, leaned half of her body into the bedroom, and reminded.

"Well, I want to contact Lao Xing..."

Chang Haonan raised his head while speaking.

Then the sound stopped.

The dress looked loose on the senior sister, and it only had three buttons, so from his angle, he could just see through the collar...

Yao Mengna also quickly noticed Chang Haonan's gaze and lowered her head subconsciously.

Then he quickly turned around and ran away with brisk steps.

Only a delicate voice is left in the air:

"I'm going to cook."

At Chang Haonan's current level, he can naturally arrange for someone to take care of these household chores.

But when newlyweds are just like each other, it seems very strange to have more than one person in the house, even during the day.

So even both parents were arranged to live elsewhere.

After the symbolic return, they each returned to their hometowns.

"call--"

Chang Haonan took a deep breath and looked away from the door where the senior sister disappeared.

In fact, before this, he was used to being alone and was even a little afraid of the life of two people after getting married.

But now it seems...

Not bad at all.

With a smile on his lips, he also started to get dressed.

…

Earlier in the day.

Institute of Launch Vehicle Technology.

Xing Muchun walked into the office with his briefcase. After stretching his muscles a little, he sat behind the desk and opened his intranet mailbox to check today's work items.

During Chang Haonan's wedding vacation, the command of the entire hypersonic project naturally fell into the hands of his deputy chief engineer.

Although we are currently in the window period after the test launch of the verification missile and before the completion of the JF14 ultra-high-speed wind tunnel, there are not many urgent matters, but after all, it is a huge R\u0026D team of several thousand people, and there will always be all kinds of unexpected things. Things need to be decided by the person in charge.

Fortunately, he had previously served as the deputy chief designer of the Long March 2F rocket, so he was quite comfortable with these matters.

In just one hour, several urgent but not important matters were taken care of.

Xing Muchun couldn't decide on the remaining matters by himself, and would need to wait until the project team meets to discuss it in a few days.

He rechecked several things he had written in his notebook and determined that none of them were both important and urgent and required Chang Haonan to make a decision.

Then he leaned back in his chair and breathed a sigh of relief:

"It seems that there is no need to disturb Academician Chang and his wife for the time being..."

In fact, it is not uncommon for the chief engineer to temporarily leave his post due to various reasons, and the deputy chief engineer is required to handle daily affairs.

For example, in the later period of Project 10 at the 611 Office, most of the actual work was handed over to Yang Wei as his deputy.

But generally speaking, this situation is due to personal leave or sick leave.

And now, the chief engineer is going to take wedding leave...

It was true that Xing Muchun's eyes were opened.

However, just when he was about to go out to smoke a cigarette and take a break, the red phone on the table suddenly rang.

It's a local extension number in Beijing.

But I don’t know him.

Xing Muchun had no choice but to put the cigarette case he took out back into his pocket, and then pick up the phone receiver:

"I'm Xing Muchun, what can I do for you?"

A completely unexpected voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Old Xing, it's me, Chang Haonan."

After hearing this, Xing Muchun was stunned for about two seconds before tentatively speaking:

"Chang...Mr. Chang?"

He subconsciously glanced at the desk calendar next to him to make sure that today's date was correct.

"You're not supposed to be on vacation..."

Chang Haonan interrupted him mid-sentence:

"Yes, but I suddenly have something that I need you to communicate with the external liaison department."

Xing Muchun quickly tilted his head, clamped the phone receiver between his ear and shoulder, and freed his hand to unscrew the cap of his pen:

"You said."

"Did you watch the NASA press conference last night?"

Chang Haonan didn't want to waste too much time, so he got straight to the point:

"I did a simple calculation at home. If they follow their plan and use a direct ascent method to intercept the satellite, then once the error of the terminal fault tolerance compensation mechanism is slightly larger, it may cause debris...or part of the debris cannot fall as planned. into the atmosphere.”

"Of course, if this is the case, the problem will not be too big, but because the satellite was also in orbit at that time, it is difficult to estimate what orbit the fragmented debris will enter... This thing is not a small piece of debris, it is very possible A serious threat to other spacecraft!"

The amount of information in this passage was quite large, and it took Xing Muchun a while to digest it.

In the end, he decided to give up worrying about how the other party completed the calculation at home, and instead focused directly on the results:

"But even if that's the case... I'm afraid there's nothing we can do to stop them?"

"Of course it's impossible to stop it, but you have to say it first, don't say it's unforeseen."

Chang Haonan on the other end of the phone replied immediately:

"This way if something goes wrong, we can have a huge advantage in public opinion!"