RBCT Chapter 275 The Much-Anticipated Speech!
Chapter 275 The Much-Anticipated Speech!
seven o 'clock.
The school auditorium is packed with people!
All seats were occupied, and thousands of top students from various colleges gathered together, waiting excitedly.
In the VIP seats in the middle of the front row, Xiang Xiaotong, You Deyi, Yu Anbang, and Song He sit together, waiting to come on. On both sides were the accompanying school leaders, mainly professors from various colleges.
Compared with the students watching the excitement, the professors really want to learn something.
Finally, the bald president of Jinghai University came on stage, and the students applauded in unison.
"Time is tight tonight, so I won't say anything more!" the principal said, "We have invited three heavyweight experts this time. For confidentiality reasons, we cannot disclose the names of the experts to the students, but I hope everyone will listen carefully. Because for many students, this is the most powerful academic figure you can see in your life!"
"In addition to the three experts, Song He, the inventor of Song Hesu and the first Chinese paper published in Cell magazine, will also give you a wonderful lecture!"
“Now, we welcome Song He to the stage with warm applause to give a speech!”
As soon as Song He stood up, the whole auditorium exploded!
It is no exaggeration to say that his first reaction was that someone had brought a bomb in, and the air hit his eardrums violently. It took him a second to realize that it was the crazy applause of his classmates!
In a large auditorium with a tight space and thousands of excited students, it is not surprising that the applause has a thunderous effect.
"Damn Song He is really handsome!"
"Oh my God, he's so handsome. Why aren't you allowed to bring a cell phone?"
"He's just a little short, but his looks are incomparable!"
"It is said that he is still a high school student and will grow taller!"
Some nymphomaniac girls talked excitedly.
Walking up to the podium, Song He bowed first and then blew the microphone.
"Hello, teacher leader, hello students!"
“Today I’m sharing some cutting-edge developments in the field of biology. Every progress is exciting and may allow us to see miraculous technological changes in our lifetimes, profoundly changing the shape of human society!”
"In addition to biology-related majors, there are also students majoring in computer, mathematics, chemistry, physics, etc. I hope I can ignite everyone's interest in cutting-edge technology and join in the climb to the top of science!"
“Let’s start with the cutting-edge progress I’m most familiar with, antibiotics!”
Song He pressed the remote control on the table, and a photo popped up on the huge screen behind him, showing Song fungi and river fungi under a microscope.
He had rehearsed his speech dozens of times, and he continued to speak it flawlessly, with smooth flow and smooth flow, eliciting laughter or applause from the audience every few minutes. His ability to control the scene was superb, and he did not look like a newcomer giving a speech for the first time!
The ups and downs of Song Hesu's invention process captured the audience's attention, and even the graduate students at the School of Biology were fascinated. Although they witnessed Song He's work process with their own eyes, when they listen to it now, they still have the feeling of witnessing history. feel!
Then there are the cutting-edge biological achievements in various fields, such as cancer research, air-synthesized starch, brain-computer interface, artificial organs, longevity technology, resurrecting extinct organisms, alien plants...
At the end of the 50-minute speech, Song He was a great success. The students in the audience burst into loud roars, and the overwhelming applause almost lifted the roof!
Immediately afterwards, Yu Anbang came on stage.
"The big screen we have at Jinghai University is great! It's just perfect for playing videos." Yu Anbang pressed the remote control.
A video pops up on the big screen, shot from a very high altitude, and appears to be drone footage.
In the desolate Gobi Desert, a ten-story building stands majestically. The building has no paint or ceramic tiles, and the thick reinforced concrete frame is clearly visible.
The drone lens is closer, and you can see the thick triple-layer glass on each floor of the windows. There are some furniture and dummies placed in the room, as well as offices, kitchens and other different scenes. It is a building that can be moved in with a bag!
The camera shows several soldiers setting up mortars in the distance.
The command flag was waved, and a cannonball was fired!
The camera cuts back to the drone, and the roof of the building is instantly penetrated by a shell. There is an earth-shattering explosion. The top two floors are blown to pieces. The walls are scattered in all directions, and tongues of fire spurt out from every window, as if there is a volcano hidden in the building. !
Except for the windows on the first floor that were intact, the windows on other floors were collectively shattered!
The drone waited for the billowing smoke and dust to dissipate, then flew into the building to take pictures.
The dummies on each floor were shaken to the point where their limbs were flying and their heads were rolling around. The pork in the dummy's body collapsed and filled the walls with minced meat. Countless walls, floors, and ceilings exploded into a hornet's nest. The concrete broke open, revealing steel bars twisted into noodles.
One shell left almost no survivors in the entire ten-story building!
The students were dumbfounded and then burst into applause!
Yu Anbang began to talk about the research and development of explosives in a personable manner. Song He listened with interest for a long time and found that what he talked about was just superficial. But it was shocking enough for the students on the field, and they screamed one after another.
After Yu Anbang finished speaking, his teacher You Deyi came on stage.
The first thing You Deyi said when he came on stage was, "Sorry, students, I want to have a cigarette!"
As he spoke, he took out a lighter, took a cigarette and lit it, took a deep breath, and looked ecstatic.
"I've been sitting there for a long time, surrounded by people. I can't smoke. I'm so exhausted! Let the stage be more open, so I can relieve my addiction!"
"Don't learn from me. Smoking can lead to lung cancer. I got addicted to smoking when I stayed up late to work on projects when I was young. I can't quit!"
"My research is a bit like cigarettes. Guess what?"
You Deyi turned the hand holding the cigarette upside down, with the filter facing up and the burning cigarette butt down.
Then he pressed the remote control, and a new video appeared on the big screen.
A large window opened in the front of a white building on the hillside. Then, a terrifying sound effect erupted, and a dazzling ten-foot-long flame spewed out of the window, and thick smoke quickly filled the valley!
"This is an 800-ton liquid rocket engine test bed, and what I do is rocket fuel!"
There was an uproar on the field, and the faces of the science and engineering students were red. Who doesn't like big rockets?
You Deyi lectured non-stop while smoking one cigarette after another. He was a typical old smoker. His eyes brightened up after smoking, and he was very happy when he lectured.
He was probably taking care of all the students in the room. He talked very little about theoretical knowledge and talked more about his own experiences.
"My grandfather was a platoon leader in the Northeast Anti-Japanese Federation. His stomach was torn open by bullets and his intestines were exposed. He stuffed it with a towel and continued to fight with a gun."
"He lived for more than a hundred years. After he was ninety years old, he often had hallucinations. He would see men with their faces shot to pieces crawling on the floor, and he would even see bloody corpses piled on the road."
"After my grandfather died, I helped him put on his shroud and touched the scar of the gunshot wound on his stomach. Half my life later, I still remember the feeling, like a centipede hidden under the skin."
"When I was taking the college entrance examination, I was first admitted to the Department of Foreign Languages. Foreign trade had just started in those years. Being a translator was very profitable. A few years after graduation, I became a millionaire. But I decided to change my major and stopped studying. I went to work in the military industry!"
"My wife also makes explosives. I chased her hard and worked overtime with her in the laboratory in the middle of the night. She was too sleepy, and a mistake made me fly out of the window. She was fine herself, but I broke both legs. She lay in the hospital for two months! She felt so guilty that she brought me chicken soup and millet porridge. She sent me love over and over again and became my wife!"
"I have a colleague, Lao Zhao, who doesn't want to make explosives. He always says it's too dirty and dangerous. He wants to make fabrics that are profitable and safe. His superiors gave him a liquid explosives task and promised to transfer him to fabric research and development once he was ready. He was very successful in what he did, and the power of the bomb was amazing. But the superior said, you have been so successful in making bombs, how can you be transferred to do other things? Just stay and make bombs!"
You Deyi spoke for an hour and came down with a bunch of cigarette butts in his hand. The applause was louder than ever!
Finally, it was time for Xiang Xiaotong to give a speech.
Song He listened expectantly, but to his disappointment, Xiang Xiaotong did not talk about advanced brain science technology, but only popularized the history of brain science.
The students in the audience were fascinated by it, but Song He had already learned the relevant content, so they had little interest and purely admired the good looks of the teacher. Teacher Liu Lu is pretty enough, and Teacher Xiang can beat Teacher Liu Lu two ways!
Xiang Xiaotong's speech had just ended when Song He's cell phone vibrated wildly in his pocket.
Students are not allowed to bring cell phones, mainly to protect the identity of the experts. But Song He is not an ordinary student. He is a member of the experts and naturally has the privilege of carrying a mobile phone.
When I opened it, I saw that it was a notification from the Moon City Project!