But now, there is a problem in this most important link, which makes Qin Luo very unhappy.

In his design, absolutely impossible to appear this kind of situation, but it happened!

"Professor report, in the process of fueling, we found that there was a dent in the rocket body. I immediately reported it and stopped fueling." Said the worker in protective clothing.

Qin Luo frowned: "where is the depression?"

"Professor, please see..." As he spoke, he raised his right hand and pointed to the top of the rocket thruster.

According to the direction of the finger, there is an obvious depression at the top of the propeller.

And the scope of the depression is not small, rough calculation, the radius of 30 cm.

Even one centimeter will affect the process of winning the prize, let alone 30cm!

At this moment, even Qin Luo's eyebrows were frowned.

"Dada Da..."

The clear footstep sound rings in Qin Luo's ear.

"What's the situation?" Without waiting for Qin Luo to turn around, Chen Qiangsheng has already taken the lead to ask.

Don't look, Qin Luo knows who ,

Chen Qiangsheng!

"Chen Bu, you can see for yourself..." Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders helplessly and pointed up

Where, a huge depression, shocking!

This!

At this moment, Chen Qiangsheng's eyes widened and his face was confused.

This NIMA, the hollow in his imagination, is only the size of a fist at most.

But what happened? It's bigger than a washbasin.

It can't be called a depression. It's a big hole.

MMP, who can tell me what's going on!

Of course, no one told him that at this moment, people, including Qin Luo, were in a deep muddle.

It's bigger than a washbasin. What's the matter with this guy?

The silence lasted for several minutes.

"Cough..."

All of a sudden, a cough broke, and people were awakened from their dreams.

At this time, Fu Zhendong spoke.

"Fu Yuan, don't talk about it."

"We don't want to go to chemistry class..."

"Your teaching plan is still reserved for that group of foreign media to talk about..."

“……”

Without waiting for Fu Zhendong to open his mouth, people have already said something to stop it.

Now is the critical time. They don't want to hear Fu Zhendong brag

Hearing the words of the crowd, Fu Zhendong's mouth twitches.

Conscience of heaven and earth, he has no idea of giving lectures.

As the president of Yanjing University, as an old academic, Fu Zhendong certainly knows which is more important.

Is he the kind of person who interacts?

No, it's not!

"Cough, please don't panic. I don't want to have a class." Fu Zhendong said with a look of bitterness: "I have an immature proposal."

An immature proposal?

Hearing Fu Zhendong's words, people's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a wisp of bright essence bloomed in the pupil.

Fu Zhendong's words, like a glimmer of doubt that suddenly bloomed in the endless darkness, immediately attracted people's attention.

"Talk about it..." Qin Luo said quickly.

"Before I answer, I would like to ask you a question: what is the dilemma we are facing now?" Fu Zhendong said with a smile.

What is the biggest dilemma?

They thought about it and said, "pit!"

Yes, the pit!

Without this depression, they wouldn't have a headache here! The rocket has now broken through the atmosphere and launched into space.