dognovel Chapter 820 Scream
Chapter 820 Scream
He remembered the questioning eyes of his seniors and his mother's words on the phone, "It's more stable to be a civil servant." But at this moment, he pressed the send button for some unknown reason. Two weeks later, the editorial department's email made the whole laboratory boil: "We strongly recommend naming this discovery 'Lin's lattice'..." However, before the praises faded, doubts came like a tide. A professor of materials science at MIT posted an article on an academic forum: "The description of the experimental conditions is vague, and the data is suspected of being artificially modified." What's more fatal is that a well-known laboratory claimed that it could not reproduce the results, and the XRD spectrum in the accompanying picture was completely different from Lin Shen's paper. "There must be something wrong!" Lin Shen locked himself in the laboratory and disassembled the experimental process into more than 90 steps to check one by one. When he found that a batch of imported reagents contained trace impurities, the sycamore leaves outside the window had turned yellow. On the day of the re-experiment, Chen Mo silently set up three cameras behind him to broadcast the entire experimental process live. The moment the truth came out, congratulatory emails from the world's top laboratories filled Lin Shen's mailbox. When the invitation letter from the Nobel Prize in Chemistry Committee came, he was eating buns in the cafeteria. On the podium, he stroked the uneven texture on the trophy, thinking of the blue light on that rainy night, and suddenly his eyes became hot. Three years later, the super battery based on "Lin's lattice" was mass-produced, and the range of electric vehicles exceeded kilometers; the cost of seawater desalination dropped by %, and an oasis city was built on the edge of the Sahara. Lin Shen still maintains the habit of doing experiments in the early morning, and his new topic is to overcome the problem of room-temperature superconductivity. At the end of an academic speech, a student asked him the secret of his success. He held up the experiment notebook, and Chen Mo's handwriting was clearly visible on the title page: "Scientific research is like sailing in the fog. The only lighthouse is the awe and persistence of the unknown."
The film focuses on flood disasters and builds a thrilling plot, depicting the process of Chen Xiaoshu using geographical knowledge and life experience to deal with the crisis. At the same time, it interweaves the emotional interaction between the villagers and shows the power of unity and wisdom in the disaster. Starlight in the Flood The July rainstorm was like a river bursting its banks. Chen Xiaoshu lay by the window counting raindrops. When the 108th drop hit the bluestone slab, a thunderous roar came from the back mountain. He grabbed a flashlight and rushed out the door, and his trouser legs were instantly soaked in mud. The moment the moonlight tore through the clouds, he saw the mudslide of the landslide wrapped in boulders and pouring down towards the village. "The water is rising! Go to the attic!" Chen Xiaoshu's roar awakened the sleeping village. Grandma Li tremblingly stuffed the iron pot into the snakeskin bag, and Chen Xiaoshu grabbed the bag and carried the old woman on his back and ran away. The flood had already flooded over the ankles, and the cold touch felt like countless tiny snakes entwined. Under the old locust tree at the east end of the village, more than villagers were crowded in the crumbling attic. The village chief held up an old-fashioned flashlight, and the beam of light swayed in the rain: "Wait until dawn for the rescue team..." Before he finished speaking, there was a loud "boom" and the dam broke! The muddy flood rushed in with debris, and the attic groaned under the heavy load. Chen Xiaoshu wiped the rain off his face and glanced at the bamboo raft in the corner. That was what he and his friends played with last week, but now it has become the only hope. "Use the bamboo raft to explore the way!" His proposal was torn into pieces by the strong wind. Uncle Zhang sneered: "What do you know, a young boy? This flood..." Before he finished speaking, the attic suddenly tilted, scaring everyone to scream. "I am familiar with the river!" Chen Xiaoshu pulled open his collar, revealing an old scar on his collarbone, "Last year, I was washed downstream and crawled back along the culvert!" His eyes were firm, and under the light of the flashlight, the scar glowed with a strange light. The village chief was silent for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder: "Take the signal gun and come back alive." As soon as the bamboo raft was pushed into the flood, Chen Xiaoshu was washed away by the undercurrent and lost his balance. He held the bamboo pole tightly and felt a tearing pain in his palm. The heavy rain blurred his vision, and he could only find the entrance to the culvert by memory. Suddenly, a broken log floating from upstream hit the bamboo raft directly. At the critical moment, he dodged sideways, but fell into the water. The cold flood water poured into his nasal cavity, and Chen Xiaoshu struggled desperately in the water. In a trance, he touched the familiar pebbles - the entrance to the culvert was here! He held his breath and used his hands and feet to get into the narrow passage. The moss-covered stone wall scratched his knees, and he gritted his teeth and endured the pain and swam forward. When he finally got out of the downstream drainage outlet, he felt like he had walked through the gates of hell. Without taking a break, Chen Xiaoshu raised his signal gun and shot at the sky. The red signal flare cut through the night sky, illuminating the rescue team coming from afar. He sat slumped in the mud, watching the rescue boat break through the waves, with a relieved smile on his face. However, the crisis was not resolved. News came from the upstream reservoir that the water level was about to overflow the warning line. Once the dam broke, the whole village would be razed to the ground! Chen Xiaoshu dragged his tired body and followed the rescue team to the reservoir dam. He squatted on the muddy dam surface and carefully observed the direction of the water flow. Suddenly, he found that the color of the soil on the east side of the dam was darker than elsewhere. When he dug with his hands, it turned out to be a soft layer of mud and sand. "It's about to collapse here!" Chen Xiaoshu's shout attracted the attention of the engineer. After testing, it was found that there was a serious pipe burst on the east side of the dam. The situation is extremely critical, but it will take at least three days to reinforce the dam, which is too late! Chen Xiaoshu remembered that the elders in the village said that when there was a flood, the ancients would use the method of "sinking ships to block the gap". He looked around and found an abandoned cement ship parked not far away. "Use a boat to block the gap!" he suggested to the engineer, "Fill the boat with sandbags, it should be able to hold out until the water level drops!" The engineer was skeptical, but there was no better way at the moment. Under Chen Xiaoshu's command, the villagers worked together to drag the cement boat to the gap in the dam with steel cables. When the first wave of floods hit, the cement boat steadily blocked the surging water. Afterwards, everyone quickly piled sandbags around the boat to form a temporary dam. After more than ten hours of fighting, the water level finally began to drop. When the sun showed a smiling face from the clouds, Chen Xiaoshu looked at the village that survived the disaster and tears came out of his eyes. He knew that although this disaster was terrible, as long as everyone was united, there would be no obstacles that could not be overcome. After the flood receded, Chen Xiaoshu became a hero in the village. But he still played by the river every day, but now he had a small notebook in his pocket filled with various flood prevention knowledge. He said that he hoped there would never be such a terrible flood in the future, and that everyone in the village would be safe. Whenever night falls, Chen Xiaoshu would sit under the old locust tree, looking at the starry sky and looking forward to a better tomorrow.