PDLP Chapter 721 The research landscape is changing subtly.
Chapter 721 The research landscape is changing subtly.
Now, let's turn our attention to Comrade Bolong, who is a source of great frustration for Jiangxia.
If Bo Long had figured it out, he should have done it like this:
He walked up to the precious "Big Yellow Doppelganger" in the factory, took a deep breath, and connected to the dedicated communication port assigned to each person.
Then, fingers flew across the keyboard, typing a short message after the flashing cursor: "Weak laser signal! Reflected signal! Preprocessing! What to do about pulse extraction?"
Almost the instant he pressed the Enter key, thousands of miles away, in the duty room of the Standardization Association, a large yellow doppelganger, used as a terminal and equipped with a buzzer, started beeping loudly.
Xiao Zhang, the duty officer who was eating dry food with tea, suddenly jumped up, threw down his steamed bun, rushed to the machine, and scanned the keywords on the screen.
“Weak laser signal…reflection…pulse extraction…” he muttered to himself, then turned and lunged at the card box that occupied half the wall, his fingers flying across the densely packed index labels.
"Got it!" Xiao Zhang exclaimed softly, pulling out a few cards, his eyes lighting up. He quickly sat back down at the terminal and typed out a reply in a flurry of typing:
"Comrade Bolong from the Northeast Equipment Factory: Relevant technical abstract indexes have been retrieved:"
[B-047] A Scheme for Amplifying and Processing Weak Laser Reflection Signals (Digital Radio Application Version)
[C-218] An Effective Scheme for Radar Signal Preprocessing Based on mA709 Linear Amplifier Circuit (with Key Parameters)
[E-109] "An Exploration of Data Correlation Extraction from Pulse Signals Based on Threshold Comparator (Practical Experience with Doppler Radar)"
Please reply with the required abstract number, or provide further details of your needs. Standardization Association Duty Officer: Zhang.
Bolong was staring at the screen in the factory when he saw the title [C-218], and his heart skipped a beat! Wasn't this exactly where he had been stuck? He immediately replied excitedly, "I want C-218!"
Upon receiving the reply, duty officer Xiao Zhang grinned and said, "Alright!" He quickly sent the key information about the core parameters and design considerations of the mA709 circuit from the summary back to Bolong via a few short messages.
These crucial data points left the young Bo Long scratching his head in frustration. "Yes, yes, that's it! Request internal verification immediately!"
After confirming that Bolong needed the document and that the unique personal identification code authentication was successful, Xiao Zhang nodded in satisfaction.
Then Xiao Zhang dialed the internal hotline: "Hello, is this the data room? This is Xiao Zhang on duty! Urgent! The client needs the complete drawings and report for document [C-218]. The original unit is the 'Standards Technical Association Electronic Circuits Group,' and the document number is STD-CIRC-218! Yes, the complete set! The client is Northeast Equipment Factory, Bolong!"
The badge-wearing soldiers, who could travel around by telephone line, would take the package of information. In just a few days, a tightly sealed document bag stamped with the red seal of "Confidential" would be personally delivered to the eagerly awaiting Bo Long.
The moment the blueprints are unfolded, the problem that has been troubling him for weeks may be solved.
This is the "Lecture Room of a Hundred Schools" that Jiang Xia mentioned—it's incredibly rustic yet incredibly powerful!
Like an invisible giant net, it quietly shattered the high walls and deep barriers between research institutes and factories, allowing deeply hidden knowledge to see the light of day again.
At the same time, it is also an invisible guide to avoid pitfalls, allowing others to learn from the mistakes they made and the paths they paved, thus completely rejecting the practice of reinventing the wheel and reinventing the wheel!
Although the "Xiao Zhangs" on duty are working hard, they act like efficient switches, saving countless precious hours that "Bo Longs" would otherwise spend groping in the dark. They are also an invisible bridge, silently connecting technical experts scattered across the country with threads of knowledge.
So when Jiang Xia learned that Bo Longtou had the golden entrance to the "Hundred Schools Forum" and the convenient channel to "order food," but was like a primitive man who would rather stay up all night staring at the oscilloscope and rack his brains than ask for directions by typing on a keyboard, that evil fire "whooshed" through the top of his head!
The "knowledge highway" he painstakingly built, squeezing every opportunity to accelerate scientific research across the country, has been so utterly wasted! Anyone would call him a "blockhead" for such an action.
(Uh, is this really a painstaking effort? Are you sure this isn't just an excuse for being lazy and not wanting to write a report, so you're just trying to fool the big shots into looking at the electronic version?)
The part in parentheses is what Lao Wang thought. It's not the correct answer...
As for your question about whether the neither-foreign-nor-traditional setup built by Jiangxia is actually useful.
Isn't the "three-pronged approach" (lithography machine, diffusion furnace, and vacuum evaporation) that Dr. Lan Ying is working so hard on the other end the most resounding answer?
Take the diffusion furnace, for example. It's been around for a long time; it's a fundamental piece of equipment for manufacturing transistors and diodes. But to use it to meet the ultra-high precision and uniformity requirements of chip fabrication for doping concentration and junction depth, significant modifications are absolutely necessary!
Let me tell you a secret: the key to tackling the tough challenge of precise concentration control in this diffusion furnace modification lies in borrowing the core treasure from the "Miss" project—the diffusion kinetics model of the gas separation method!
Although their applications differ—one requiring high purity and the other requiring precise concentration control—they ultimately converge on the fundamental physical laws governing how gas molecules move and diffuse under pressure gradients.
What's even more remarkable is that the core members of the "Miss" project team are scattered across the country, working in several research institutes. In the past, such cross-disciplinary and cross-regional technology transfer would have been unthinkable!
But this time, through the "local forum" built by Jiangxia, the big names in the relevant fields were invisibly "connected".
Through communication via the port, they successfully transferred and applied the essence of fluid dynamics and concentration gradient control from gas centrifugation to the precise transport and concentration control process of doped gas in diffusion furnaces!
Meanwhile, the bald eagle was still undecided, struggling with whether to choose the open-tube diffusion or closed-tube diffusion process!
Come on, let's keep talking about being far ahead, far ahead, far ahead!
This is what it truly means to concentrate resources to accomplish great things!
Without comparison, there is no harm. Compared to Dr. Lan Ying's team, who are working hard on collaborative research, doesn't Bo Long's team seem a bit lackluster?
Okay, let's not talk about Little Dumb Hair going to eat in a huff.
Deep in the desert, yellow sand swirls.
In a hidden underground air-raid shelter, a comrade hurriedly crawled into the largest room with his notebook in hand.
"Old Wang! Have you gotten any calculation results for the set of partial differential equations I submitted?"
"What are you thinking! Even if you're the father of the inventor of Big Yellow, with such a huge amount of calculation involved, you still have to wait! There's no way to rush it!"
As he spoke, he patted the machine beside him: "It's calculating! Don't rush it!"
Yes, those!
There were twelve "Big Yellow clones" in the room. The power indicator lights showed that these little guys were not slacking off and were running with all their might.
"Hey, should we ask the higher-ups to allocate another batch? We wouldn't mind having as many clones of Big Yellow as we want..."
"It's no use! The calculations have a specific order; the next step can only be performed after the previous result is obtained. Not to mention that some data is derived through exhaustive search..."
"In the end, there are only a few routes that can lead to the result. In this case, having more rhubarb won't help."
"Moreover, the current power supply has shifted significantly towards centrifuges. Even if you get your son to make a few more, I'm afraid it won't be enough to power them..."
"However, your son is truly amazing. Using Big Yellow's clones to create a forum mode, it's like 'the ends of the earth are near'. Haven't you noticed that our 'Flying Man' Teacher Guo looks much better lately?"
"Haha, that's right. Airplanes are so noisy these days, one flight can deafen you... It's nothing like sitting in an office, communicating with a few keystrokes."
Jiang Chuntian twisted his wrist, chuckled foolishly a few times, but immediately straightened his face: "Hey... I know this brat, you can't praise him, he'll get all high and mighty. When he was little, he was..."
Although Jiang Chuntian had told the story of Jiangxia many times, Old Wang across from him still listened with great interest. After all, this was their own special moment of leisure.
The giant yellow clone that was sent earlier, while quite useful, still struggled with the data calculations required by their transistor-based core. So, taking a break from the calculations to refresh their minds was a welcome respite from their busy schedules.
While several comrades inside the air-raid shelter were listening to Jiang Chuntian share her parenting experiences, one of the comrades on duty suddenly shouted:
"Team Leader Jiang! Come quick, your son seems to have come up with something amazing again!"
The yellow clone operated by the officer on duty is the only computer here connected to the outside world. At this moment, the Standards Association's chat window on the computer screen is distributing the latest technical summary.
"Hiss... A multiplication calculator that performs 20 calculations per second?"
"It can also perform function calculations?"
"Old Jiang! From now on, your son is my son. Tell him to get a hundred or two sets of these things so we can use them!"