Chapter 745

New York.

The New York Times building.

The door of the editor's office was pushed open, and a curly-haired man in a black suit walked in quickly, and threw a stack of documents on the desk closest to the door.

"Anders, here's a poll on the Ares project that I want you to incorporate into the next interview and give it to me before get off work."

"Okay, boss."

Quickly took over the document, the man named Anders with deep eye sockets licked his index finger and quickly turned it over.

Although the move seems unhygienic, it has become his professional habit. He does it whenever there's enough big news to excite him, even if it's sometimes delivered to him electronically.

After seeing the poll data to the end, Anders, who sat up straight, said in a tone of disbelief in excitement.

"...It's incredible that the current government's approval rating has risen by 14.3 percentage points."

Sitting down at his desk, the editor-in-chief Duke took out a document from a drawer, and grinned as he quickly wrote something on it with a pen.

"Yes, the public is very interested in the Ares program and the ongoing volunteer selection, and Columbia Television has contacted us to do a talk show in the near future."

Anders raised his head and asked, "The talk show? Who?"

Duke: "Of course three lucky ones, volunteers of the Ares Project."

Eyes widened in surprise, Anders stood up with his hands on the table and said in disbelief, "Oh, Shet, have those three lucky winners been selected?"

Duke: "It was picked last week, it just hasn't been announced yet. My old friend at NASA told me that three astronauts are already training in the Arizona desert, including basic spaceflight skills… ...and some necessary common sense."

Anders asked unwillingly: "Are they all ordinary people?"

Duke: "It is said that two of them are ordinary people and one is professional."

Opening his mouth, Anders shook his head and sighed: "...Well, it looks like I lost, damn it... the first time I've seen volunteers who still need to pay, but unfortunately my $100. I also Counting on being the first journalist in history to land on Mars, it now looks like there's no chance."

Duke, who was in a good mood, smiled and encouraged: "Not necessarily, this is just the first wave of colonists, and there will be many opportunities in the future."

Just as the two were chatting, the door of the office suddenly opened.

Duke, who was sitting behind his desk, frowned as he looked at the lady who walked in hurriedly.

"Camille, you forgot to knock on the door."

"Sorry, but that's not the point at all," he stepped on his high heels and quickly walked to Duke's desk. Camille, with blond hair, said in an excited tone, while putting the The laptop was opened on the desk and pushed in front of the editor-in-chief Duke, "Big news from across the ocean! Trust me, this will definitely make headlines tomorrow!"

Looking at the excited look on Camille's face, Duke was slightly stunned, and his expression gradually became more cautious.

This Camille is not just a rookie.

According to his past impressions, she has always been a relatively stable type to him. Now that even she is excited like this, it must be some great news.

Quickly dragging the laptop closer, Duke looked at the electronic draft on the screen. After ten seconds, the whole person was stunned.

When he came back to his senses, he opened his mouth immediately.

"Is the news reliable?"

"The news is absolutely reliable!" Camille said excitedly, "I contacted my old friend in Shangjing, and I confirmed from him that Huaguo did hold a relevant meeting yesterday, and published a report on their space agency and science and industry. The news on the bureau's official website is definitely not a smoke bomb!"

Anders, who was sitting behind the desk, stretched his neck and asked, "What is the news?"

Camille: "As a response to our Ares plan, Huaguo announced a plan to build a space station in lunar orbit, which is said to be called Moon Palace!"

Moon Palace?

Weird pronunciation.

However, what surprised Anders was not its pronunciation, but...

"Are they crazy? Do they even know what a space station is?"

"I don't know! I mean, I don't know if they know," said incoherently, Camille took a deep breath, calmed himself a little, and looked excitedly at the editor-in-chief Duke and continued, "But no There is no doubt that this news is definitely enough to make the headlines tomorrow!"

After staring at the electronic manuscript in the laptop for a long time, Duke, who had not spoken, took a deep breath and watched Camille speak with a trembling tone in his excitement.

"Beautiful work, you have done a great job!"

The look in his eyes became more and more excited, and he even thought about the title of tomorrow's headline and the content of the article.

Thinking of building a space station in lunar orbit just after landing on the moon?

What other word could be used to describe an adversary on the other side of the Pacific, other than the word overreaching?

...

As soon as the news that Huaguo would build a space station in lunar orbit was made public, it immediately caused an uproar around the world.

Not only the "New York Times", but also many North American newspapers including the "Washington Post" have reported on this news.

Compared with the impact of the manned moon landing, this news is obviously more topical. After all, building a space station on the moon is much more difficult than throwing a lunar module on the moon.

Even for Americans, the relevant plans are in the research stage and will not be officially launched until 2022.

There is no doubt that, in the eyes of the vast majority of Americans, the plans announced by China are simply fantastic.

If you don't learn to walk, you start to learn to run. Is this realistic?

If the North American newspapers are a little more restrained when reporting the news, then some talk shows are not stingy with banter or ridicule.

Of course, even though the North American media ridiculed Hua Guo's oversight, they didn't make it too absolute.

After all, there is the example of the auspicious ship first. Even the media with more radical views do not dare to quote the views of NASA experts, and they are sure that China's lunar orbit space station plan will fail.

Even if the probability is as high as 80%.

What is more interesting is that the most ferocious criticism is not from abroad, but from China.

Lu Zhou guessed whether he had offended someone, but he didn't bother to care about these little things.

Even if someone offends someone, how can it affect him?

Most people still have brains.

As for people with no brains...

It has nothing to do with him.

After returning to Jinling, his life rhythm gradually became busy, and he didn't have any extra energy to pay attention to things online.

Sitting in the office and reviewing documents, there was a knock at the door at this moment.

Stopping the pen in his hand, Lu Zhou looked up and shouted through the door.

"Who is it?"

"Reported by Xu Wenhao, Laboratory of the Institute of Biochemistry!"

Hearing the sound of the door calling from outside, Lu Zhou almost didn't laugh out loud.

Is this for singing? What are you still doing?

Thinking of the task he explained before going to Beijing, Lu Zhou coughed lightly, adjusted the expression on his face, and said.

"come in."

The door of the office was pushed open, and Comrade Xu Wenhao, who was said to be his little fan brother, walked in with a blushing face with a stack of documents in his hand.

"Professor, the test results you asked for have been made, and the rest of the samples are here!"

Seeing this young man put the test results and the rest of the samples on his desk solemnly, the whole Lu Zhou felt a little embarrassed.

"...Well, hard work."

"It's not hard, it's not hard," Xu Wenhao smiled shyly, reaching out and scratching the back of his head, "Then... can you sign your name for me? Just sign this reference book on electrochemistry. ."

As he spoke, he pulled out a reference book on the principles of electrochemistry from behind as if by magic.

Looking at his set of operations in a stunned manner, Lu Zhou calmed down and said, "...Okay, bring it here."

Xu Wenhao smiled and handed over the book: "Okay."

Signing such a trivial matter is not too much trouble for Lu Zhou. He signs a lot in a day.

When he took out the pen from the pen holder, Lu Zhou flipped through his reference book and found that it was full of notes, so he asked a question.

"You're teaching yourself electrochemistry?"

Xu Wenhao smiled embarrassedly and said, "Yeah, I think I can still work hard to get into the Institute of Computational Materials."

The Institute of Biochemistry is a research unit separated from the Institute of Computational Materials. Although there is a lot of research funding, it is far less popular than the Institute of Computational Materials.

After all, the former is just an emerging research unit, while the latter is one of the birthplaces of computational materials science that ranks first in the world. Others say that domestic scholars of computational materials science have sharpened their heads and want to squeeze in, even if He is a doctor who graduated from many famous schools abroad, and he also has a pilgrimage-like longing for this place.

For the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study, most of the Ph.D. or master's candidates admitted to the Institute of Biochemistry, regardless of their majors, are almost all motivated to go to the Institute of Computational Materials.

Anyway, there are four big pits in the biochemical ring material, and the future is basically the same. If it is possible, it is natural to squat where the pit is more comfortable.

Probably able to understand Xu Wenhao's thoughts, Lu Zhou shook his head with a smile and wrote his name on the title page of the book.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of something, so he said, "I remember your direction is biochemistry."

Unexpectedly, the idol would notice such a small person as himself, Xu Wenhao was immediately flattered and nodded.

"Yes."

Lu Zhou stopped the pen in his hand and said after thinking for a while.

"Actually, you don't have to go to the Institute of Computational Materials. In the next few years, the Institute of Biochemistry will also be one of the key development directions of our Institute for Advanced Study."

Xu Wenhao was stunned for a moment, then immediately widened his eyes and said excitedly, "Really?"

"Do I have to lie to you?" Lu Zhou smiled, threw the signed reference book back into his hand, stood up and patted his shoulder, "Come on, boy, I'm optimistic about you. "