Chapter 574 Ling Yun!

The two cups of coffee were finally ordered by Lu Zhou.

After thanking Lu Zhou, Professor Kreber, who left the coffee shop, boarded the flight back to China that day.

Because of his physical inconvenience, Lu Zhou did not go to the airport to see him off, but instead he ordered Wang Peng to send him to the airport.

As for what choice he will make, and what choice Europe will make, only the future will know these things.

On the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, in the Great Hall of Shanghai, the commendation meeting for the successful ignition of the controllable fusion demonstration reactor kicked off with the speech of the host of the meeting and warm applause.

At the commendation meeting, the Great Elder personally awarded 26 golden May 85 commemorative medals and bright red certificates to researchers who have made outstanding contributions to the demonstration reactor project, and paid tribute to these researchers who are struggling in the scientific research front The scientific researchers who have made outstanding contributions on the front line expressed their lofty thanks.

I still remember that it was the spring of 1958. The second department of the Institute of Atomic Energy of the Huaguo Academy of Sciences (now the Institute of Atomic Energy) formally established a project for the study of magnetic confinement fusion, which opened the prelude to the study of controllable fusion.

Up to now, the research of controllable fusion has gone through more than 60 years.

After almost three generations, this century project was finally completed.

This commendation meeting can be regarded as a successful conclusion to this vigorous scientific research project.

Looking down at the glittering golden medal on his chest, Academician Li Jiangang, who was sitting in the banquet, wiped the corners of his eyes and muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

"Teacher, we succeeded..."

He still remembers that it was the New Year of 1982, when he graduated from Harbin Institute of Technology majoring in ship nuclear power, his original ideal was to become an aircraft carrier designer, but a word from his mentor completely changed his destiny and made him devote himself to this In the field of vigorous controllable fusion research career.

Twenty years later, and twenty years later, on this road that seemed to be full of hope but could not see the end, he regretted and was confused, but in the end he persisted without hesitation and gave up when the motherland needed him most. He took a position in the Oxford Culham Laboratory and returned to China to carry the banner of controllable fusion research.

Perhaps at this moment, his mentor is no longer visible.

But he believes that if his mentor is alive in the sky, he will definitely be proud of his today and the choices he has made...

Sitting next to him, touching the medal on his chest, Academician Wang Zengguang felt a burst of emotion.

"I didn't expect that I, who have been engaged in nuclear power for half my life, didn't witness the dawn of the fourth-generation nuclear power before I retired, but I witnessed the swan song of the third-generation nuclear power."

Fission reactors are inherently expensive energy sources, and the on-grid electricity price is unknown how many percentage points higher than thermal power, not to mention generating nuclear waste that is difficult to handle.

After the final commissioning of the Pangu fusion reactor is completed and it is connected to the grid for power supply, it is estimated that there will be no new fission reactor construction plans in China in the future.

"Speaking of which, Chief Designer Lu doesn't seem to be an academician, does he?"

Li Jiangang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "He's so busy in 2019, how can he have time to judge academicians?"

The academicians of the two academies are co-opted once every two years, and they have to go through two rounds of voting from the academic department to the whole academy. The energy involved in this is also quite amazing.

Lu Zhou has been busy with the controllable fusion project for the entire 19 years, so it is naturally impossible to have time to evaluate academicians.

Thinking of this, Academician Wang had an idea in his mind.

"I plan to vote for him when he is co-opted next year."

"Academician in his twenties?" Academician Li was stunned for a moment and hesitated, "Could it be too young..."

Just halfway through the conversation, seeing the old man looking at him with an unkind expression, he coughed quickly and said, "Don't look at me like that, I'm just asking casually. If he runs for the election, I will definitely vote for him." ticket."

Academician Wang Zengguang chuckled: "For you are an old bastard, you still have a little conscience."

Academician Li suddenly became unhappy: "What do you say, when did I have no conscience? But speaking of it, it doesn't matter if I vote for him, I am from the Department of Mathematical Physics anyway. You old guy is from the Academy of Engineering, you How can one vote be cast on him?"

Academician Wang froze for a moment, frowned and said, "Why do you have to report to your Department of Mathematical Physics? Why can't you report to the Energy and Minerals Department of our Engineering Academy?"

"You old bastard, you can't be unreasonable," Li Jiangang couldn't help but cry, "Others are Fields Medal and Nobel Prize winners, so I want to ask him why he wants to report to your Academy of Engineering!"

"Oh, are you looking down on our Academy of Engineering? I don't know where this controllable fusion reactor is higher than the Nobel Prize and the Fields Prize!"

"It's not the same thing! Can it be compared?"

The debate seems to have gotten to weird places.

The two almost rolled up their sleeves to decide whether Lu Zhou was suitable to be an academician of the Academy of Engineering or an academician of the Academy of Sciences.

On the other side, Zhou Chengfu, who was sitting in the front row of the great hall, touched the medal on his chest with a complicated expression, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Although he is one of the heroes of controllable fusion research, sitting here, he always feels like an outsider. Even from this glory, instead of feeling the slightest joy, he even felt a bit of irony.

Hanging an honor that does not belong to him on his chest is like putting him on fire for him.

Sitting next to him, Academician Pan glanced at him and joked with a smile.

"What's the matter? The Great Elder put it on for you, are you still planning to take it off?"

Zhou Chengfu didn't speak, his face was expressionless, no one could tell what he was thinking.

However, Pan Changhong really understands this old friend very well.

Sighing, Pan Changhong looked at the awarding platform.

"Regardless of whether you did the right thing or not at that time, it's been almost fifty years. You have done all the hard work, and this honor should be yours. No one can make the right choice for a lifetime, and you Be true to your own research."

"And, I'm not the only one who thinks so, Professor Lu who nominated you also thinks so."

The moment I heard these words, that expressionless face could no longer hold back...

In addition to 26 585 medals, 120 advanced individuals and 5 advanced group awards, there is also a special medal.

It is about 8 cm in diameter, cast from 99.9% pure gold, and weighs 527 grams. It is equipped with a red and black ribbon that can be hung on the chest. The main pattern of the medal is composed of five stars, stars, olive branches and rays of light.

Its name is "Lingyun".

As a plan that died on the blueprints, perhaps no one has ever thought that the seemingly crazy idea will one day be reborn in the hands of a new generation of scholars, and one day it will breed energy comparable to stars.

Lu Zhou could not fully understand the intention of the designer and namer of this medal,

After all, he was not from that era, and his research on controllable fusion was somewhat like a monk.

However, rubbing the medal with his index finger, from the delicate texture, he could still feel a little bit of the historical heaviness hidden in it...