The era of breaking waves

The last weekend of this month is the 45th anniversary celebration of the School of Electronic Information Engineering and Communication of Huazhong University of Science and Technology.

A month ago, the dean of the college, Liu Aiguo, personally called Hao Ren and Sui Zuyu, asking if they could go back to school this year. Although the college celebration was not a school celebration and there was no large-scale celebration, he planned to organize a series of lectures for fellow students. Share the current industry trends and communication technology development trends with the students who are studying.

It has been more than ten years since Hao Ren graduated from the academy. The last time he went back to his alma mater was for campus recruitment. He came and went in a hurry, and he couldn't get together with his teachers and classmates.It just so happened that the 45th anniversary celebration was on the weekend, so Hao Ren and Sui Zuyu discussed going back to their alma mater together to see how Tang Yuan's Wuhan Research Institute was doing.

The two arrived in Wuhan by train on Friday afternoon, stayed in a hotel near the school, and rested at ten o'clock that night.

At 06:30 in the morning, Hao Ren dragged Sui Zuyu up from his sleep, took a big white steamed bun each, entered the campus from the south gate, and ate while walking along the road leading to the south first floor.

The tall and thick sycamore trees on both sides of the road have luxuriant branches, and the golden sunlight passes through the gaps in the leaves, and sprinkles the ground sporadically.The light mist that has not dissipated in the morning flows slowly like yarn and dreams.Students who get up early to study or ride or walk pass by the two.

"I used to ride a broken bicycle every day to take you to class and self-study, do you still remember it?" Hao Ren asked.

"You woke me up so early to accompany you to find your lost youth?" Sui Zuyu said with a yawn.

"Yes, the library opens at 8 o'clock. If I didn't go to the queue at 7:[-] before, I definitely wouldn't be able to get a seat."

"Not necessarily. I remember that you used to sit in the same seat every time. Over time, everyone defaulted to that seat as yours. Once, you seemed to be sick and didn't come. No one dared to sit in your seat."

"Hahahaha, it's not that no one dares to sit, it's that every time someone comes over, they are driven away by my deskmate. Although we don't know each other, we sit at the same table every day and have a certain tacit understanding."

"Is that the place by the lake where we read in the morning?"

"Yes, actually, I don't like it very much. This kind of tree attracts insects, and it always falls to hangers. Once it fell into my collar, it was so itchy!"

"How can it be so accurate, in fact, I put it in your neck on purpose that time."

"..."

The two were fighting, and a dilapidated permanent bicycle was parked next to them. An old scholar with black-rimmed glasses and gray temples got off the bicycle and squinted at the two of them.

"Hao Ren? Sui Zuyu?"

"Teacher Fan!"

Hao Ren and Sui Zuyu exclaimed at the same time.

"Hahaha, it's been more than ten years, why are you two still the same, fighting and fighting on the road, I saw you two jumping up and down from a long distance, like two monkeys."

Fan Kunpeng is almost 60 years old this year and is approaching retirement age. He is a professor and doctoral supervisor in the School of Electronic Information Engineering and Communication. He mainly teaches courses such as "Information Theory", "Multimedia Communication and Information Processing", and "Wireless Communication Technology".The two are one of Fan Kunpeng's favorite students. After so many years, they can be recognized by looking at their backs.

"Teacher Fan, why did you come to school so early?" Hao Ren looked at his watch and it was only after seven o'clock.

"Yuanqing, many students came back today, I was excited, I went to the courtyard early to see who was there."

"Then, Teacher Fan, let's go together."

After Hao Ren finished speaking, he took the bicycle handle from Fan Kunpeng's hand and helped the teacher push it.

"I heard that both of you are making mobile phones in Yaohua now?"

"Yes, you know, I graduated and went to Yaohua Technology Co., Ltd. Later, the company asked me to build a national brand by myself, so I joined La Zuyu." Hao Ren said.

"Hao Ren, when you said you were going to a private enterprise, I was the first to object. You are my most proud student. If you don't go to so many state-owned and central enterprises, you went to this small company. I was afraid that your future would be ruined." It was delayed. Now Yaohua is one of the leading national enterprises, but I was wrong in the past.”

"Teacher Fan, don't say that, I'm just trying my luck, and although Yaohua is quite big, our own brand is only in its third year, so everything is hard to say."

Fan Kunpeng was surprised when he heard that, Hao Ren and Sui Zuyu were the best students of that class, recognized as the best in major and ability, and they were confident and sunny, coaxing them all day long.Today, one of the two is the president of the company, and the other is the person in charge of R&D. Outsiders seem to have achieved success, but no matter how they speak, they become humble.

"Hao Ren has matured, and now he speaks three points."

"Teacher Fan, you used to be too arrogant and didn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, but now you realize that you are shallow and ignorant. Domestic brands are not easy to do, and the technology is not as good as foreign brands." Hao Ren said.

"If you are behind, you have to catch up. We have been behind for decades. There is always a process, and it doesn't happen overnight."

"Yes."

"Sui Zuyu is much thinner than before, and was squeezed by you? Do you think you didn't bully enough when you were studying?"

Hao Ren waved his hands again and again: "Teacher Fan, how dare I!"

"Teacher Fan, he dares!"

"How do you sue?"

……

Several people talked, and arrived at the south first floor where the college is located. This is a typical Soviet-style building. The main building is located on the central axis, and there are two symmetrical auxiliary buildings on both sides, forming an encircling U-shape. magnificent.

Hao Ren helped Fan Kunpeng lock the bicycle, went into the building, and walked up the terrazzo stairs.Hao Ren and Sui Zuyu didn't feel it just now when they walked all the way, but now they realized that Fan Kunpeng was inevitably getting old. He used to walk up and down two steps like flying, but now he needs to hold on to the railing to breathe, and he felt a pang of pain in his heart.

The celebration of the hospital officially started at 10 o'clock, and it was still early at 8 o'clock. Fan Kunpeng asked the two to go to the office of the hospital for a meeting.After entering the office, Hao Ren and Sui Zuyu noticed that the leaders of several colleges and teachers from the Propaganda Department and the External Relations Department had also arrived, and hurriedly greeted them one by one.

The two of them didn't come empty-handed to participate in the academy celebration this time. They pooled together 80 yuan and planned to donate it to the academy for research funding.Dean Liu Aiguo thanked the two on behalf of the college, saying that the students who graduated from the School of Electronic Information Engineering and Communication are all concerned with education and feed back the school, and said polite words for a long time.

Several alumni who donated came one after another, all of whom Hao Ren didn't know, and they seemed to be several years older than Hao Ren.People came and went, and the courtyard office seemed a bit crowded. The reception teacher suggested that everyone go to the reception room to rest for a while, and then go to the small auditorium together at 9:[-].

Unexpectedly, there are many people in the reception room. If you know the classmates, you can chat a little more, and if you don't know, you can pass the business card.Neither Hao Ren nor Sui Zuyu were particularly keen on socializing, so they gave up after greeting each other.Looking around, they couldn't find two places next to each other, so they had to separate, and Hao Ren sat down beside a middle-aged man.

This person looked like he was over 40 years old, with an ordinary appearance, a slack face, and a slightly fat body.The clothes were ironed neatly, but they were obviously old, so old that they were a little whitish, and there was still a piece of thread on the sleeve.

Hao Ren paid attention to this person entirely because he was too ordinary to be special among the roomful of alumni.Going back to my alma mater is the same as going back to my hometown. It is more or less like returning to my hometown. People are always a little vanity.As sloppy as Sui Zuyu, today he also put on a casual suit and tidied his hair to show respect for the academy.

This person didn't communicate with others. He was concentrating on reading a tome of "Semiconductor Industry Design" in an inconspicuous corner at this time, and he didn't realize that Hao Ren was interested in him at all.The book was very large, so Hao Ren sat idly and turned his head to read it.

At 9:40, a young female teacher came to inform everyone to go to the small auditorium together.The small auditorium is only 10 minutes away from here, so the leading teacher of the college and this group of alumni walked slowly along the green avenue.

The strange thing is that Liu Aiguo, director of the institute, talked with the man next to Hao Ren just now. Hao Ren happened to be walking behind them and could clearly hear what they were talking about.

"It stands to reason that I have a bright face when my fellow students donate to support my studies. But Tongfang, I know your situation. It's fine if you donate scholarships every year. The hospital donates another 200 million for the celebration, so I have to take care of myself." , otherwise the family members will inevitably have opinions." Liu Aiguo, director of the institute, said.

"Director Liu, don't worry, my parents have pensions, and I don't have a wife and children. I can't feed the whole family by myself. Besides, isn't there not enough money to build experiments in the courtyard? I'm just doing my best."

"I heard from Mr. Chen that your lecture was originally arranged in the morning auditorium, but you changed it to the afternoon teaching building. What's the matter? There are more people attending the morning auditorium, and many alumni and school leaders have gone back in the afternoon. Interested students are here."

"Originally, the content was aimed at students. Besides, I am now a middle-aged unemployed person. What identity do I use to enter the auditorium of the college?"

"Nonsense, you are a senior engineer who was in charge of key national projects during the Eighth Five-Year Plan in the 90s, why can't you get on stage?"

"Director Liu, why are you so angry?"

"Well, when people get old, their temper becomes inexplicable."

"You're just talking nonsense, I think the sword is not old."

"Why is it still the same, the mouth can deceive people."

……

Who is this man?He was in charge of a national key project during the Eighth Five-Year Plan, and he was reading a book on semiconductor engineering design just now. Could it be that he was talking about the 908 Microelectronics Industry Project...Hao Ren thinks about this person.

Hao Ren followed the flow of people into the venue. This is a small auditorium that can accommodate about 200 people. On the velvet curtain in front of the stage is a banner that reads "Warmly celebrate the 45th anniversary of the establishment of the School of Electronic Information Engineering and Communication". The seats below were full of teachers and students who came to participate, and the intense and high-pitched melody of the background music covered the rustling conversation of the audience.

The college reserved seats in the first few rows for alumni such as Hao Ren and Sui Zuyu. After the director of the college welcomed Vice President Lin in, the clock on the auditorium pointed to ten o'clock accurately, and the event officially started.