my scientific age

Chapter 92
When it was finally time to put it on the shelves, I was relieved to write here. After all, I had been hesitating at the beginning, and I was afraid that my body would not be able to support myself until I double-opened and put the new writing on the shelves.

When it comes to important moments on the shelves, let’s write something.

As we all know, the pacing of this book is very slow. I agreed that it lost readability in the middle of the slow pace. I speed up the pace a little to restore readability, but I still can’t get up to speed. Miss Qiu burst into light of fission, to the extent that three hundred chapters had to end.

I tried to change, and finally I sighed and couldn't.

1937 was a very dark year, and I would feel bad for ignoring objective reality, because it was not what I wanted to write about.

Like that kind of starting to develop black technology, make bullets, develop new rifles, develop cannons, develop rocket launchers, develop new aircraft, take off at a fast pace, and compact to a suffocating level. One is unrealistic, and the other is... not what I want.

The story in my heart is not to upgrade and fight monsters like this, it is not to develop this weapon and then develop another weapon. The story in my heart comes from those pioneers of science, and from those unknown people who have worked one after another to lay the foundation for the Chinese scientific road.

The brilliance of the unnamed pioneers has always been there, but it has been neglected. During the Republic of China, the most needed traversers were not sniper kings, or snipers on the battlefield. What was most needed in this period was knowledge, and the most needed— —A traveler who can guide the future path and contain future knowledge.

This person can be a college student who graduated from modern Tsinghua University, an expert professor, anyone in the field of science, or even a high school student who has just graduated.

There is no mental retardation system, no gods and Buddhas everywhere, only the trust from 3000 million compatriots. The story I want to write in my heart is such a story about the road to science.

One step at a time, the story of slowly walking to the pinnacle of science.

This story originated from half a year ago. I saw the light of fission on station B. I was moved and cried silently. Those pioneers who silently explored on the road of florist science, the journey forward is too difficult, war, discrimination, Blockade, suppression, from high-spirited youth, to taciturn in middle age, to tears when the light blooms.

I can't change history, nor can I change history, I just want to write a story in my heart with my hands.

Some people say that this book is a daily pretentious essay by a high school student in the Republic of China. Some people say that the author is not a real scholar and can't write the taste of a real scholar. Some people say that this book is boring and boring like a history book. This book is too light, without the suffering of the Republic of China period, and my response is to smile.

Thousands of people have different tastes, I am sorry for Zhong Yuan's failure to write the stories in your hearts.

It’s okay to say it’s a routine for high school students in the Republic of China, or it’s okay to say that I’m not a real academic bully. It’s boring because I don’t have enough writing skills. The plot is too easy because I think there’s too much suffering. Sometimes, it’s time to relax.

Many thanks to my editor-in-chief Tian Qi, and also to my editor-in-chief Ink Painting. It was her and his support that allowed me to write this article, write such a special story, and write the first scientific research article of the end of the people on the entire website. I was very moved.

By the way, does this count as creating a new genre?
There are too many things to say in my heart. After thinking about it, it is best to write them in the form of articles. It will be on the shelves at [-] o'clock today. Let me go to sleep for a while and then get up to code.

Of course, the first order data and monthly tickets related to the entire book in the future, please also hope to get more, the more the better, and never dislike it.

The principle of adding more changes, mentioning this person is numb, just follow the routine to add more updates, 5 chapters for the leader, 4 chapters for the head, 3 chapters for the hall master, 1 chapter for the helmsman, the author is average, write as much as you can every day.

Finally, end with a paragraph.

There are great brave men in the world, whose wisdom cannot be measured, they cannot be controlled when they are just, they are not alarmed when they suddenly come upon them, and they are not angry if they are not added by me.

What are you carrying?There are hungry people in the world, just like their own hunger; there are drowning people in the world, just like their own drowning ears.When the nation is in crisis, don't go to water and fire because of the ion, and seek great harmony in the face of the enemy.The wind is cold and the water is cold, and Jingshuang is running on blood, or success or failure, or imprisoned or dead.

Ming said: Woohoo!The sound is loud, and the elephant is invisible.Come come to the soul, and come to the heroic spirit.The long river is the throat, and the green hills are the evidence; how can it be called silence?Rivers and mountains are named!

People forget, history is light.Unification can be expected, and the nation will prosper.Su Zhi Jia Shi, Mu Shou Le Ming.Ay, my descendants, forever Jing from generation to generation.

Zhong Yuan, yours.

(End of this chapter)