This is different from what's written online, isn't it? Didn't the world shake and everyone discuss, with the whole country falling into a frenzy after the protagonist invented the lithography machine?
To find out, Jing Mingqiu clicked on the trending searches and, upon discovering that most comments were asking what a lithography machine was, he suddenly understood.
Apart from experts in relevant fields and some electronics enthusiasts, ordinary people mostly knew about the existence of chips but had little understanding of lithography machines. This reaction was understandable.
Thinking of this, Jing Mingqiu felt a bit disappointed. Just as he was about to close Weibo, several news items about lithography machines suddenly appeared on the trending list, which had previously been dominated by entertainment news.
"Longwei Mobile has signed a billion-dollar chip order with Longguo's National Chip Factory."
"Several domestic automobile companies have reached cooperation intentions with our country and plan to purchase one hundred and fifty billion yuan worth of high-precision chips."
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Numbers are the most direct. Ten billion, one hundred and fifty billion!
These enormous sums, which ordinary people couldn't earn in ten lifetimes, stirred people's nerves, directly pushing those two trending searches to the top and pushing the celebrity trending search about divorce and cheating down.
Jing Mingqiu casually clicked on one, quickly scanned the main text, and then scrolled directly to the bottom. As he started reading the comments, one user named "Tang Chao Gu Bei" immediately captured his full attention.
"Academician Kunpeng is too amazing. A one-nanometer precision lithography machine is probably something other countries can't even achieve in their labs, let alone mass-produce industrially. I wish I could become Academician Kunpeng's student. Worship.jpg."
Below this comment, many follow-up comments echoed the sentiment, mostly expressing admiration for Academician Kunpeng.
Finding so many people admiring him, Jing Mingqiu felt a bit flattered. Just as he was about to log in to his account to say something, he suddenly heard someone call him.
"Mingqiu, what do you think of this outfit?"
Jing Mingqiu thought it was Mo Ruixue calling him and replied without looking up, "It's good, good, very beautiful, and suits you perfectly!"
"Is this outfit beautiful?" a confused female voice asked. "But, this is men's wear!"
Only then did Jing Mingqiu realize the voice was wrong. He quickly looked up and saw Jing Rou standing in front of him holding a navy blue suit.
Noticing Jing Mingqiu's gaze, Jing Rou covered her mouth and made a shy girlish expression, "Mingqiu, boys should learn to dress themselves. Your clothes are old, it's time to buy new ones."
"No, no," Jing Mingqiu said, waving his hands, afraid Mo Ruixue would misunderstand. "Old clothes are comfortable to wear, no need to trouble you."
Jing Rou held the clothes closer. "It's no trouble. We're classmates and partners. Buying you a few clothes is like an early dividend payout."
Jing Mingqiu instinctively reached out to block, and due to the angle, his hand fell between two warm peaks. Jing Rou's cheeks instantly turned red, and the two froze in an ambiguous posture.
Just then, Mo Ruixue, who had just changed into a white princess dress, came bouncing out of the fitting room, intending to ask Jing Mingqiu for his opinion, and collided with them head-on.
In this classic misunderstanding scenario, Jing Mingqiu calmly withdrew his hand and pointed to something that would never appear in an idol drama: "Xue'er, I didn't do it on purpose. We have surveillance footage as proof."
"No need for surveillance, I believe A Qiu!" Mo Ruixue stood on tiptoe and, as if to assert ownership, pecked Jing Mingqiu lightly on the cheek.
Women's thoughts are too hard to guess. To be safe, Jing Mingqiu still took Mo Ruixue and the others to the mall's security office and, using a casual excuse, had the surveillance footage retrieved.
Misunderstandings that would take dozens of episodes to resolve in an idol drama were cleared up by Jing Mingqiu in less than twenty minutes.
With the system in hand, any sudden malfunctions of the surveillance cameras or accidental loss of footage that would deepen misunderstandings was absolutely impossible.
Since he had already agreed with Mo Ruixue to let her handle Jing Rou, Jing Mingqiu didn't say anything further after the misunderstanding was cleared up. Instead, he quietly took a step back, yielding the stage.
Mo Ruixue glanced at Jing Rou, who was huddled in a corner, posing as a timid wallflower. Drawing on years of experience from palace dramas, she easily saw through her little scheme.
Hmph! Jing Rou, you're deliberately acting cute and weak, trying to leave me with an impression of being bossy, willful, jealous, and selfish in A Qiu's heart.
This is pure wishful thinking!
Today, I'll play along with you…
With that thought, Mo Ruixue's lips curved up, and she walked over with a smile that didn't reach her eyes. She took the clothes from Jing Rou's hand. "This outfit really suits A Qiu. I'm not very good at choosing clothes, so it's great that you're here to help, Rou Rou."
Jing Rou was taken aback at first, then reacted and put on a similarly fake smile. "I mainly saw that Mingqiu's clothes were too old and wanted to buy him some new ones. I didn't expect you to be here, Ruixue…"
Five minutes later, Mo Ruixue and Jing Rou walked over arm in arm, inviting Jing Mingqiu to shop with them.
Looking at their close demeanor, Jing Mingqiu was a bit bewildered. When did their relationship become so good?
Women's hearts are truly like needles in a haystack.
However, their harmonious coexistence was better than them arguing. Besides, Jing Mingqiu was a normal man, and deep down he still harbored the desire for a harem, especially since Jing Rou was young and beautiful, with a slim waist, long legs, and considerable assets!
While Jing Mingqiu, with a beauty on each arm, enjoyed the pleasure of having both in the mall, elsewhere online, discussions about the new lithography machine had exploded into a full-blown argument with the involvement of foreign powers.
First came the traitors, Westernized lackeys, and the so-called public intellectuals.
"The country should wait for its people; do not fabricate lies for the sake of so-called great power demeanor."
"The crystallization of technology lies in the West. Our country lacks independent scientific research capabilities! Please return the stolen technology to the West."
"Using lithography machines will cause large-scale environmental pollution. To protect the rainforests, we resolutely resist lithography machines!"
Following this, various Western powers issued statements.
Some slandered Longguo's technology, some claimed their laboratories had been stolen from, and some took the opportunity to demand that Longguo people become vegetarians, saying global warming was caused by Longguo's consumption of meat, eggs, and dairy…
Facing the all-round, multi-angle attacks from the West, the Longguo officialdom was well-prepared and directly convened a high-profile press conference.
At the conference, the Longguo diplomat did not rush to answer questions. Instead, they arranged for someone to distribute a briefcase to each reporter present.
Under everyone's curious gaze, the diplomat picked up the microphone. "This is a one-nanometer precision chip developed by us, presented to the attending reporters as a souvenir."
"Under the leadership of Academician Kunpeng, we have not only conquered the method of producing one-nanometer precision chips but have also greatly compressed the production cost."
"For world peace and development, after deliberation, we have set the price of the one-nanometer precision chip at one-third the price of the two-nanometer chips currently on the market. High-end chips, originally priced at over three hundred yuan, will now only cost ninety yuan!"
Hearing this news, many people went berserk.
A reporter from the American Associated Press suddenly stood up. "There's an old saying in Longguo: cheap goods are not good. Is the quality of your chips really guaranteed when they are sold so cheaply?"