When Director Li suddenly called his name, Lu Zhou was flipping through the meeting minutes and did not react at first. It was only when he met that eager gaze that he realized he was being addressed.
Umm...
Wasn't this supposed to be voluntary speaking?
Although he had not prepared anything to say, Director Li was giving him so much face that Lu Zhou could not very well remain seated.
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So, he closed the meeting minutes in his hand, stood up, cleared his throat, and said,
"I agree with Academician Yuan's view. The moon is so vast, and there is still plenty we can do there. Since the Americans are more interested in Mars... we might as well do things on the moon that they have never done before. For example, growing flowers and plants, or researching how to mine there. Those would be far more meaningful than merely leaving footprints."
Whose view was that supposed to be, anyway?
Forget it. It did not matter.
As Lu Zhou sat back down, quite a few voices behind him voiced their agreement.
That was right. A manned lunar landing was only the first step. There was still much to do on the moon, and many more "firsts" to claim. There was no need to let the Americans lead them by the nose and travel all the way to Mars just to leave a footprint or bring back a few rocks.
At this point, there was really no need to continue the discussion.
One was a veteran of the aerospace field, while the other was a giant of academia. Since both supported the lunar route, even those with differing opinions could only keep them to themselves for now.
Besides, the