Wealth

"I didn't see anything, but the pattern you chose, Mr. Xiaorou, is a bit too mature. Dark blue isn't very suitable for you." After Fan Wubing finished speaking, he slipped away calmly.

"Dark blue?" Ren Xiaorou looked down, and now under the direct sunlight, her coat was indeed a bit transparent, so she said with a flushed face, "This dead boy! Where are your eyes looking all day long!" "

Fan Wubing ran to the queue with the ninth-level and third-class flag. There were about forty students. Boys and girls were mixed together. Everyone was still wearing military uniforms. They looked green, but he was wearing a single suit. Casual outfits looked very uncomfortable, and in the end they gradually slipped to the end of the team on their own.

A tall girl next to him asked Fan Wubing, "Are you Fan Wubing? Are you getting better?"

Fan Wuyi was stunned for a while, and even after thinking that his sick leave had not been cancelled, he nodded and said, "I am Fan Wuyi, and my health is almost better. The doctor said I would come out to see the sun. Conducive to physical recovery."

"Are you pretending to be sick?" The girl looked around and no one noticed, and then whispered to Fan Wubing.

"Why do you think so?" Fan Wubing looked at her with a smile.

The tall girl stubbornly said, "What's so strange about this. Many people pretend to be sick to escape military training, but they are not as smart as you."

"But I was really scared. Everyone can see this." Fan Wuyao replied with aggrieved expression.

Everyone saw the battle between Fan Wubing and Tan Song on the playground. At that time, Tan Song was holding a bayonet-mounted semi-automatic rifle and shouted at Fan Wubing to kill him. Although he was stopped in the end, Fan Wubing was also stopped. Frightened, he was hospitalized and took sick leave.

"You must be pretending. I saw clearly at the time that Tan Song and you are not on the same level. How could they scare you? Later, after the instructors rushed up. You only had a chance to sit on the ground. Gently chose a clean place." The tall girl explained Fan Wuyi's details.

Fan Wubing smiled. Nothing more. The team walked for more than half an hour. So we arrived at the botanical garden. Fortunately, the sun is not very vicious. Finally no one can faint and embarrass.

After entering the garden. It was a semi-free visit. Fan Wushu moves faster. Just passed his own team. Ran to the front.

Look from the inside. I don't know how big this botanical garden is. There are many kinds of plants anyway. It is far more colorful than the gardens that Fan Wuyi did before. Many of the plants in it were places he hadn't seen before.

After Fan Wubing walked for a while. There was a group of people in front of him. I don't know what I'm doing. So he leaned forward. But now there are some foreigners inside. Some robots are being manipulated to compete.

There are robots made in several countries. It can be seen from the flag icon on the robot. There is a German land. There is Japanese land. There are also British land and French land. In other places, some Fans have no disease and are not very clear.

"What kind of place is this?" Fan Wubing asked a young man next to him who was watching with gusto.

"College Robotics Competition, it is now between Germans and Japanese." The young man replied.

Fan Wubing took a closer look, and it was true that Japan and Germany were competing. There are about four or five college students manipulating the robot to do various actions, and that robot is something similar to Transformers. It is about 30 centimeters high and can walk on its feet while maintaining balance. But there is no shell.

It is also because there is no shell, so you can see the controllers, motors, and circuits on its body at a glance. These robots can turn their heads on their own hands without relying on any help, bow at a ninety-degree angle, and jump forward with their feet. There are so many tricks.

The crowd onlookers saw some funny movements of the robot, and there were bursts of laughter from time to time.

Fan Wubing noticed that while the Japanese and Germans were manipulating, they frowned from time to time, and then wrote down something in their notebooks. Obviously, they were fighting and trying to find their own. The shortcomings and the other party's advantages are used as reference data for future improvement.

The Japanese and Germans are notoriously serious, and I really can't help but admire this. Fan Wubing nodded secretly. When Xindao Wuzhi Xiaoji was doing serious things, he also had this expression. same.

At the same time, Fan Wubing also noticed a strange thing. Several classmates were also watching around here, but there was no happy expression on their faces. Instead, they looked worried and worried, which made people strange.

"Oh, buddy, why do you look like this? From that school?" Fan Wubing leaned over to inquire.

"Fudan, are you freshmen?" A student said casually after taking a look at Fan Wuyi.

"Are you not new students?" Fan Wuyao was a little curious.

Not a freshman, why follow the freshman to join in the fun? Today is not Sunday! Is this skipping class or why?

The student replied, "Senior year of the Department of Mechanical Engineering, I heard that someone here is holding a robot competition, come to see and see."

"This is a good thing! Why do you all look like a concubine?" Fan Wubing asked.

The few students glared at Fan Wubing. After watching him for a long time, one of them replied, "Oh, we are all from the mechanical department. I feel scared in my heart after watching the robot competition of others!"

"I don't understand." Fan Wubing shook his head directly.

Fear? Why are you afraid? ! Fan Wubing really didn't understand what they were talking about?

A student pointed to the robot in the competition and said, "This is just something made by college students, but you can see that the various accessories used on the robot represent their relatively high-level machining technology in China. The parts must be tightly fitted, and every small circuit must be accurate. The arrangement of the wires and the structure of the joints are all carefully designed. These things are difficult to achieve in our country."

Is domestic machining so bad? Fan Wubing thought it was a little weird, but he thought about it again. He recalled the metal propellers and all kinds of torpedo accessories that he had seen casually thrown on the concrete floor when he visited the old plain factory. In the electroplating pool, everyone just removed the silver contacts for decoration, but felt that what the students said was not unreasonable.

Another student went on to say, "Seeing this, I am afraid, I am afraid from the bottom of my heart! Really afraid, this gap is too big. This is the achievement of manufacturing, automatic control, and materials science. I hate Japan, so I Fear."

Oh, Fan Wubing can understand their feelings a bit. Only those who are experts can say such things, not like ordinary people, who laughed after watching them.

The student continued, “I went to the factory for an internship. When I and the masters in the factory were debugging and translating German documents day and night in order to improve the accuracy of CNC machine tools. Wanku had no vacation and overtime pay, and was covered with dirt and wounded hands. The operation failed countless times, but I was excited for a while when I finally processed and manufactured a sample with the expected accuracy for the first time. But then there were more. To lose a sense of loss, because the CNC machine tool of the machining center is made in Germany, the CNC computer part is made in Germany, and the processing software is still made in Germany. Even a turning tool and a drill are made in Japan! Except for the workshop , No tool is made in China! Even the workshop has borrowed from foreign experience. You may not have a deep understanding of this. I want to process a part with a precision of one micron. The tools needed are made in foreign countries. Things, the accuracy of these tools is several times or even tens of times and hundreds of times higher than the accuracy of the products! A small drill for high-precision processing, we just can’t do it! It costs thousands to buy from Japan. No way! Those professional processing software, for you, you can't even install it, let alone use it, what is the gap? This is the gap!"

As several people said, tears were almost falling.

When Fan Wubing saw this, he said to his heart, yes, this will be a few people with lofty ideals who are worried about the country and the people.

However, what these few said ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is not unreasonable. The domestic precision machining industry has a huge gap with foreign countries. Although after more than ten years of reform and opening up, it has also been obtained from abroad. Some precision processing equipment, but in the final analysis, foreigners’ good things are impossible to sell to you. Even if they are sold, they are some inferior products.

However, the current argument is basically based on introduction. The phrase self-reliance seems to be not mentioned much by people, but it seems to mean shutting down the country.

It’s just that Fan Wuyao is the one who came here, knowing how he should go in the future, or without the violent bombing of the Yugoslav League, there was no collision between Chinese and American planes in the sky, and there was no embarrassment of being bullied by others. Most people were sober. However, in fact, self-reliance is a bit more difficult, but this step is necessary. You can refer to others, learn from others, and even steal others, but your own precision processing system must be developed.

Fan Wubing doesn’t think it’s shameful to steal other people’s things. Otherwise, the eight thieves a hundred years ago would not steal all the precious treasures that the Chinese had accumulated over thousands of years. They are still proud of it. Placed in places such as the Louvre for a fee exhibition.

"Being looted like crazy is the most shameful!" Fan Wubing suddenly felt that today's trip to the botanical garden was not in vain. Something hidden in his heart began to sprout at this time.