Those Who Excel Can Be Teachers

Inside the reception room of the Space Shuttle Assembly Center.

An elderly man with a full head of white hair sat upright on the sofa. Though already over eighty, there was still a faint sharpness in his bearing.

Besides the old gentleman, two somewhat younger researchers sat beside him. Though their presence was slightly less imposing than the elder's, they were clearly unlike ordinary research institute staff.

Thus, even without an introduction, Lu Zhou recognized at a glance that this old gentleman was Zhang Jianrong.

At almost the same time, he vaguely recalled where he had heard of the old gentleman before.

He remembered that during an after-dinner chat, Academician Wang Zengguang of the Nuclear Industry Group had mentioned this remarkable man while discussing the joint nuclear propulsion research project between the Nuclear Industry Group and the Naval Equipment Research Institute.

Back when the domestic situation had been at its most turbulent, the old gentleman and twenty-nine experts from various fields had been tasked in a time of crisis. By the misty Yangzonghai Lake deep inland, they completed the first generation of nuclear-powered submarines. Even more legendary was that the only materials they had at the time were two blurry photographs of a nuclear submarine and a children's model aircraft toy brought back from the United States...

Even now, this achievement was still widely talked about.

Watching Academician Zhang rise from the sofa, Lu Zhou smiled and extended his right hand.

"Hello, Academician Zhang. I've long heard of your great reputation!"

"Hello, hello." Zhang Jianrong smiled as he shook Lu Zhou's hand, then said kindly, "I wouldn't dare accept such praise. Rather, I've long heard of Professor Lu's great reputation. That ignition at Tianwan in Haizhou sparked hope and passion in the hearts of countless Huaxia people. Even though I