noffsinger Chapter 342
Chapter 342
Inside the press hall, it was quiet for a long while.Under everyone’s stunned gaze, Rong Yu sat down in the chief designer’s seat, with Lin Rang on her left and Cui Xiao on her right, while a row of core engineers lined up beside them.
The reporters quickly resumed their professional composure.
A male reporter spoke up first: “Chief Designer Rong, as one of the chief designers of Eagle Eye One, may I ask which part of the work you are primarily responsible for? Is it overall coordination?”
Rong Yu, as if not catching the insinuation, said calmly, “I am in charge of Eagle Eye’s core algorithms, including the dynamic balance of the magnetic capture system and the precise control of the ion beam…”
Her voice was not loud, but every word reached everyone’s ears clearly.
Another reporter stepped forward quickly: “Chief Designer Rong and Professor Lin both serve as chief designers, but Professor Lin is senior and widely recognized as a genius. May I ask why your name precedes Professor Lin’s?”
“Seniority has never been a measure of capability.” Cui Xiao frowned, took the microphone, and replied. “Professor Lin focuses on the academic field, while Engineer Rong is more inclined to mathematical and practical applications. This project was proposed and initiated by Engineer Rong, with Professor Lin providing full theoretical support and coordinating with all engineers to realize the details. Engineer Rong and Professor Lin are complementary. The space industry has never been about one or two people’s heroism—it is the joint effort of everyone!”
Every word was forceful and resolute.
A third reporter finally changed his expression and asked seriously, “Could Chief Designer Rong explain the technical principle of Eagle Eye capturing space debris? Some international experts have questioned its precision.”
Rong Yu smiled.
This was the question she wanted to answer.
She turned and gestured for the staff to pull up the orbital data from that time.
“The rotational speed of satellite debris is beyond normal parameters, and its surface is coated with aluminum oxide, giving it extremely high reflectivity.” She pointed to the dynamic model on the screen. “If we used a conventional ion beam to cut it directly, it would cause energy scattering and even risk damaging other orbiting satellites.”
The reporters began jotting down notes, their expressions growing serious.
“So we designed a dynamic buffering algorithm.” Her fingertip traced an arc across the screen. “The ion beam doesn’t clash with the debris head-on. Instead, it works like flowing water: first, a gel adheres to the debris surface, then gradually penetrates…”
“Chief Designer Rong,” a foreign reporter from the corner asked, “does the black technology demonstrated by Eagle Eye One in capturing abandoned satellites imply that China already possesses space weaponization capabilities?”
Rong Yu raised an eyebrow: “That’s like asking whether a kitchen knife can kill people. Technology itself is innocent—it all depends on whose hands it’s in.”
She looked at everyone present. “Eagle Eye’s design purpose is to solve a problem that has threatened all of humanity for decades: space debris. As for other possibilities, I can only responsibly tell everyone that China’s spacecraft will always protect peace in space.”
After the press conference, the hashtag #EagleEyeFemaleChiefDesigner shot to the top of the trending list.
Major official accounts nationwide, as well as universities, frantically reposted the video of Rong Yu’s interview. Even clips from her time participating in an entertainment talent show were cut and circulated across the internet like wildfire.
Anyone scrolling on their phones, no matter which app they used, was bombarded with this news. Even those who didn’t watch short videos or news received a text notification about the successful launch of Eagle Eye One…
If before, the name Rong Yu was only popular online, then after the successful launch of Eagle Eye One, the name Rong Yu became known to all ages and families.
The Rong family was attending a celebration banquet—celebrating the Rong Group’s leap to a new level, and Rong Ruoyao landing her first leading role in a TV series as an actress.
Amid the clinking of glasses, everyone in the banquet hall simultaneously looked down at their phones.
“Eagle Eye One’s female chief designer is named Rong Yu?”
“Isn’t that President Rong’s eldest daughter? Wasn’t she only brought to live with him last summer?”
“Yes, yes, I remember now. She got into Tsinghua University—such an outstanding child—and now she’s become the chief designer of something called Eagle Eye?”
“What exactly is a chief designer? Can someone explain?”
Rong Ruoyao was frozen.
The video on her phone looped endlessly.
She saw Rong Yu in her white research coat, saw the familiar faces sitting beside Rong Yu—faces usually only seen on state TV news—watched Rong Yu answer the reporters’ difficult questions with clarity, and saw how the national official accounts celebrated Rong Yu…
For a moment, she was dazed.
So, from a year ago, while still in high school, Rong Yu was already the chief designer of a national mega-project?
So, back then, the people around Rong Yu were already top-tier national experts?
And she—she had been foolishly trying to compete with a genius like Rong Yu?
What was she even competing for?
Could she possibly win?
Who on earth could win against her?
Song Huai gripped his wine glass tightly, his lips pressed together.
He recalled scene after scene from the past.
He’d always thought she was too cold.
He’d always thought she was too distant.
Only now did he understand: her gaze was fixed on the stars and the galaxy, on the highest places.
She had never even noticed him.
And what had he done?
Song Huai downed his glass of wine and immediately opened WeChat to send a message to his teacher, Liu Jinyue: “Teacher, I’m sorry. I’ve been hiding this from you. At the national physics finals, even though I was the team leader, the one who actually solved the problems was Rong Yu. I… I don’t deserve to be your student.”
Liu Jinyue replied quickly: “Silly child, I’ve known for a long time. Although you lack leadership skills, your aptitude for physics has always impressed me. You are still a student in my mentorship. Come to my office tomorrow—I have a project for you.”
Song Huai suddenly started crying.
At the same time, a flood of reporters surged into the banquet hall’s entrance, surrounding Rong Wangtian.
“President Rong, is the great aerospace chief designer your biological daughter?”
“President Rong, when did you discover Rong Yu’s potential to become a researcher?”
“President Rong, please share some interesting stories about Rong Yu’s studies and life…”
Staring at the dense crowd in front of him, Rong Wangtian was dumbfounded.
To be honest, even he only learned at this very moment that his eldest daughter was the chief designer of Eagle Eye One…
It was all too surreal, like a dream.