Chapter 230 Holy crap, I actually met a living bigwig in the scientific community!

Meanwhile.

The corners of Liu Jianguo's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

As it turned out, just a moment ago.

"Holy crap, nobody told me that the national team actually has real Experts!"

Li Jiajun just blurted out his inner monologue.

And his voice was quite loud.

In this already eerily quiet warehouse, his words were not only clear but even carried a faint echo.

The air seemed to freeze in that instant.

Liu Jianguo, standing to the side, had originally been secretly gloating, thinking that this kid had finally been humbled.

But after hearing that, his old face instantly looked as if it had been fiercely kneaded, his features almost scrunching together.

The corners of his mouth began to twitch wildly, at a frequency fast enough to generate electricity.

'This kid…'

'Why did he read the narration out loud again?'

Liu Jianguo felt a wave of speechlessness, wishing he could walk up and smack the back of this kid's head.

What kind of nonsense is this brat spouting?

What does he mean by 【Nobody told me the national team actually has real Experts】?

In your eyes, is our national team just a bunch of freeloaders? Just a group of atmosphere-makers who only know how to shout "Holy crap"?

However.

After a brief moment of speechlessness and the urge to hit someone, Liu Jianguo looked at Li Jiajun's expression, which looked like he had seen a ghost, and suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

That feeling was like drinking a bottle of iced Beibingyang soda on a hot day, cooling him from head to toe.

Refreshing!

So damn refreshing!

You have to know, in every previous confrontation, whether facing those Air Force Experts or researchers from other institutes.

Although this kid, Li Jiajun, would verbally greet them with "Hello, leader" or "Hello, Expert."

Liu Jianguo could tell that there was a bit of arrogance in the kid's bones.

That kind of arrogance wasn't written on his face, but hidden in his eyes.

When he looked at those Experts, although polite, there was always a sense of "You don't understand me" and "Your level is not good enough."

At one point, Liu Jianguo even felt that in Li Jiajun's eyes, those of them working in scientific research were like a group of unsophisticated, poor relatives coming here to sponge off him.

Liu Jianguo had endured that frustration for a long time.

But this time!

Finally!

Someone could suppress this monster!

Someone could teach this kid that there is always someone better, and a sky beyond the sky!

This could be considered a moment of triumph for him, regaining some long-lost face.

Thinking of this, Liu Jianguo was no longer angry.

He straightened his collar, put his hands behind his back, and sauntered over to Li Jiajun's side with a waddle.

He reached out and patted Li Jiajun's shoulder heavily.

"Pat! Pat!"

These two pats were not light, carrying a meaning that was both an introduction and a warning.

"Kid."

Liu Jianguo looked at Li Jiajun's stunned face, a playful smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep tone: "Do you know the immensity of heaven and earth now?"

"Don't think that just because you have a little cleverness and made a few small inventions, you're invincible."

"You still have a lot to learn."

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to Li Jiajun's complex expression.

He turned around, facing Li Jiajun, and also the factory employees around them who were pricking up their ears with curiosity.

Immediately, Liu Jianguo's expression became incomparably solemn and serious.

Even carrying an unconcealable, heartfelt reverence.

He turned slightly, reached out with his palm facing up, and pointed to Old Qian, who had been standing to the side, watching everything with a smile.

"Since you don't know quality when you see it, I will formally introduce him to you and everyone present."

Liu Jianguo's voice was not loud.

But every word was like a hammer striking the ground, clearly drilling into everyone's ears.

"This is Qian Zhengming, Old Qian."

Upon hearing this name, Li Jiajun was stunned for a moment.

He felt the name was familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere or seen it in a textbook.

Before he could remember.

Liu Jianguo's following words were like blockbuster bombs, continuously bombarding his eardrums and nerves.

"He is the Chief Designer of our Eastern Country Long March series of carrier rockets."

Boom!

The first bomb dropped.

Li Jiajun's eyes widened instantly.

Chief Designer?!

The Chief Designer of the series of rockets that sent Eastern Country's satellites into the sky, giving Eastern Country its own place in space?!

"He is the Chief Engineer of several of our Eastern Country's active artificial satellites."

Boom!

The second bomb followed closely behind.

Li Jiajun's mouth opened slightly, and an unconscious "Huh" sound came from his throat.

"He is also one of the founders of our manned space program, and the core promoter of the plan that sent our Eastern Country astronauts into space."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With each of Liu Jianguo's introductions, Li Jiajun only felt his brain buzzing and his scalp tingling.

This is not introducing a person.

This is clearly introducing a living history of Eastern Country's aerospace industry!

...

Liu Jianguo looked at Li Jiajun's completely dazed expression and felt even more satisfied.

He pointed to the pile of dismantled toy sky rockets behind Li Jiajun, then pointed at Old Qian, with a tone of pride as a member of the national team: "Do you think the things you've made are awesome?"

"Do you think your Pangu Engine and your dragon scale casing are very advanced?"

"I'm telling you."

"Everything you're playing with, whether it's the atomization of liquid fuel, the attitude control algorithms, or even that concept of multi-layer composite materials."

"That's all stuff Old Qian already played with decades ago, in the Gobi Desert, in simple laboratories!"

"You could even say..."

Liu Jianguo paused, scanned the audience, his voice becoming a bit low but full of power: "If one were to say that without Old Qian, there would be no aerospace industry in our Eastern Country, that might be a slight exaggeration."

"But!"

"I can tell you responsibly that if there were no Old Qian, no older generation of scientists like Old Qian."

"Our Eastern Country's aerospace industry certainly wouldn't have developed this quickly!"

"We might still be groping in space, still watching others' satellites flying over our heads, helpless!"

...

A silence.

This time, there was truly no sound at all.

Even Wang Dachui, who usually loved to crack jokes, had his mouth wide open at this moment, staring blankly at the old man wearing an ordinary jacket with graying hair.

Although he didn't understand technology, he understood plain language.

This old man... is a god!

...

And Li Jiajun, at this moment, received the greatest shock.

With each of Liu Jianguo's introductions, his eyes widened more, his mouth opened wider, to the point where an egg could be stuffed into it.

He looked at the old man in front of him who looked ordinary, even a bit frail.

Looking at that face covered in wrinkles and age spots.

Looking at those eyes that, although a bit cloudy, still flashed with the light of wisdom.

Thinking back to the great achievements behind him that supported a nation's aerospace history.

His heart was filled with an indescribable shock.

'Holy crap...'

'This... this is too exaggerated, right?'

He originally thought this was just a high-level Old Expert, maybe someone like an academician.

Who would have thought, this is at the level of a founding patriarch!

This is the kind of figure who should be hung on walls, printed in textbooks, and worshipped by future generations!

No wonder he could see through his tricks at a glance.

No wonder he could infer that he had left something up his sleeve through those tiny clues.

In front of such a true god, his so-called talent and heaven-defying comprehension were simply like showing off one's skills before an Expert, like playing with a broadsword in front of Guan Yu.

Too childish.

Too ridiculous.

At this moment, the little bit of arrogance in Li Jiajun's heart, the sense of inflation from being smug about creating black technology, was like a balloon pricked by a needle, instantly deflating completely.

Replacing it was a deep sense of awe.

It was that kind of awe for knowledge, for history, for the true backbone of a great nation.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the churning emotions in his heart.

He put away all the playful smiles on his face and put away that cynical attitude.

He straightened his somewhat messy work clothes, and then, took a step forward.

In the gaze of everyone watching.

For the first time, Li Jiajun, from the bottom of his heart, without any performative element, bowed deeply to Old Qian.

His waist bent to ninety degrees.

His attitude was as respectful as a newly enrolled elementary school student meeting the teacher he admired the most.

"Old Qian..."

Li Jiajun maintained the bowing posture, his voice trembling slightly.

The people around, including Liu Jianguo, seeing this scene, couldn't help but nod.

'This kid, although usually a bit rascally, understands etiquette at critical moments.'

Liu Jianguo thought to himself, feeling that this kid had finally grown up and knew how to respect his elders.

However.

Just when everyone thought that Li Jiajun was rarely so serious and was about to deliver a touching tribute speech.

Just when the atmosphere was built up to the peak, and everyone was ready to be moved.

Li Jiajun straightened his body.

He raised his head, looking at Old Qian, his expression still one of shock and disbelief.

"Holy crap, I've actually met a living titan of the scientific world today!"

Screech—!

It was as if the sound of emergency brakes came from the air.

The originally solemn, serious, and touching atmosphere was instantly shattered by this sentence.

Liu Jianguo's smile froze on his face.

Old Qian was also stunned for a moment.

He looked at the young man in front of him who had just bowed respectfully, and in the blink of an eye, was swearing and saying "met a living one," and a few black lines instantly hung from his forehead:

"Why? Could it be that you have seen a dead one?"