The next day, Qin Ke and his party set off at 6:30 in the morning in order to avoid the scorching sun at noon.

It was quite cool when I went out, but after walking for less than an hour, the sun rose, the temperature in the desert began to rise sharply, the wind and sand became stronger, and the sky in the Taklimakan Desert was filled with flying yellow sand.

By nine o'clock in the morning, the surrounding golden sea of ​​sand was already faintly emitting scorching air waves. The center console of the car showed that the outside temperature was close to 37 degrees, exceeding the normal human body temperature.

If you are walking on foot, or riding a camel like the ancients, you will be sweating on your cheeks and back in less than five minutes under such high temperatures, and your physical energy will drop sharply, and most people will suffer from heat stroke and coma within half an hour.

Fortunately, Qin Ke and his party took the bus arranged by the weather station and took the highway.

Yes, three roads have been built in the Taklimakan Desert, one of which can lead to the vicinity of the weather observation station.

These highways are mainly used to develop the oil and natural gas resources of the Taklimakan Desert and to connect several relatively large desert outlying cities. This is a miracle created by human beings challenging nature. Thanks to these three highways, the vast desert has gained a lot of vitality and vitality.

The vitality also drives the economic development along the line.

The road Qin Ke and the others are currently walking on is one of them. This road is designed according to the standards of a first-class highway and adopts many original domestic technologies. The roadbed is filled with wind-deposited sand. There are still more than 70 meters on both sides of the road.

A large number of soil-solidifying and sand-proofing plants such as Saguai jujube, Haloxylon ammodendron and Tamarix are planted in a grid pattern to protect this desert road.

Despite this, when driving on the highway now, you still need to run over the shallow sand layer on the road. In order to prevent slipping, drivers dare not drive faster than 80 per hour.

All the windows of the bus were closed tightly, and the wind and sand hit the windows, making a continuous "plop" sound. The wipers kept swinging to sweep away the sand and dust on the large glass of the front window.

The dust kicked up by the wheels merged into the whistling wind in the blink of an eye. Looking around, except for a touch of green covered with yellow sand on both sides of the road, there was a yellow and lonely world of sea of ​​sand, and the vehicles on the road

Also very few.

Postdoctoral fellow Deng Zhaoliang looked at the wilted plants on both sides of the road and sighed: "Without a car, it would be an impossible challenge to cross the desert on foot."

Wu Youwen, the receptionist at the weather station, asked the driver to turn down the air conditioner in the car, and then said: "Yes...it is said that when this highway was built, skeletons from more than a thousand years ago could be dug up from time to time along the way.

They are businessmen who fell down while walking the Silk Road."

Xu Jiaxing, who was sitting next to Deng Zhaoliang, asked: "Looking at the traffic on the highway, which is very small and usually so deserted? I thought that with the highway, it would be more lively. It is rare to see a car after walking like this for a long time, which makes people a little scared.

Gotta panic."

Wu Youwen explained: "In spring, autumn and winter, the traffic volume is still quite large, especially there are many trucks heading to the oil fields. But now it is summer, the roads are basically dominated by trucks, and there will be far fewer private cars. Moreover, it is summer.

Warnings for high temperatures and sandstorms on highways have been issued these days, so traveling will be dangerous. If it is not necessary, most people will not choose to cross the desert at such a time."

"You usually have to go back and forth like this when changing shifts? It's really not easy." Xu Jiaxing admired.

Wu Youwen said sheepishly: "Actually, I rarely cross the desert in the summer. Our weather station changes shifts once in spring and autumn. We usually just stay in the weather station in the summer and will not leave unless there is an emergency."

At this time, everyone had gone deep into the hinterland of the desert. Looking out from the gray car windows, they could see huge pyramid-like sand dunes, standing in the wind and sand. The highest one was estimated to be six or seven hundred meters high.

Here, the wind and sand have become more violent, and the sky is full of whistling sand and dust, which makes people feel frightened by the power of nature.

Everyone in the car became a little nervous. Even Wu Youwen's face changed slightly. The driver was relatively calm and comforted everyone: "Don't worry, everyone. I have been driving here for more than ten years and I have seen bigger sandstorms."

, today is only considered an ordinary level, and it will not affect driving. We are about to leave the highway, and we can reach the weather station by walking a short distance."

As he spoke, he slowed down the car because the visibility outside had dropped to less than a hundred meters.

After a while, the bus drove out of the corner of the road and entered a smaller asphalt road. This was obviously specially built for the weather station. The road condition was naturally not as good as the original main road, and the surrounding sand control was made of gauze.

Nets, not green plants.

The bus started to bump, and Ning Qingyun held Qin Ke's hand tightly, with a look of nervousness on her face.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the bus was a bit depressing, Qin Ke laughed and said: "It is said that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. The poet Zhang Wei of the Tang Dynasty once wrote an ancient poem, which said, 'The sun rises from the earth in the daytime, and the Yellow River comes from the sky.

The sand turned like waves, and the wind sounded like thunder. Now that I have finally seen the wind and sand in the desert with my own eyes, I can say that "the ancient people will not bully others", oh no, it is "the ancient people will not bully others".

Look at me, I haven’t read ancient poetry for a long time, and my level has dropped drastically.”

His optimistic and humorous words immediately made everyone smile, and the atmosphere in the bus became a little more relaxed.

Qin Ke clapped his hands again and suggested: "Since there is still some way to go, let's play a game. Later, we can also give the scientific researchers who stick to the weather station a friendly smile. Can everyone agree?"

Deng Zhaoliang and other young people were the first to respond, cheering loudly, and then asked: "Junior Qin, what game are we playing?"

"Each of us tells a joke. Whoever's joke can't make everyone laugh, even if he loses, he has to sing a song in front of everyone. Let me explain first, everyone in the car must participate. Teacher Jiang, I know you have a very serious attitude.

You are young and have never been separated from the masses. You will definitely not miss this game, right?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Jiang Weixian is usually serious and has a high academic status. Everyone usually does not dare to joke with him, but Qin Ke is the only one who dares to joke with him.

Jiang Weixian glared at Qin Ke helplessly and said, "You kid, are you deliberately trying to trick me with your words? If I don't participate, I will be 'old-minded' and 'out of touch with the masses'?"

Qin Ke said with a smile: "You are our elder and academic leader. If you don't speak first in this game, which student will dare to speak up? Of course, you may not be prepared at once. As a student, I will speak for you in the first round.

, you have to pick it up in the second round, is that okay?"

Jiang Weixian could only shake his head and smile bitterly: "Okay, I'll do as you say."

Everyone was happy. Most of the students taught by the old academician Jiang Weixian were dignified and steady physicists. However, he finally accepted a closed disciple, but he had such a generous character. The old academician must be feeling helpless, right?

Qin Ke didn't care what everyone was thinking. He signaled everyone to be quiet and then started telling a joke: "Xiao Li said to Xiao Zhang, let me tell you a good news and a bad news. Which one should you listen to first? Xiao Zhang said, let's listen to the bad news first.

.Xiao Li said, the good news I want to say is false."

Everyone was startled at first, and then burst into laughter. Although it was a bit of a cold joke, the entertainment effect was good.

Qin Ke blinked at Jiang Weixian: "Teacher Jiang, it seems that everyone really respects you and doesn't dare to let you sing. Look at me telling a joke and everyone is so supportive... Of course, I have absolutely no doubt that everyone is so supportive because of you.

The singing voice is too intimidating.”

Everyone burst into laughter again. It was rare to see someone dare to tease the old academician Jiang Weixian like this, which made everyone feel fresh and interesting.

Jiang Weixian glared at Qin Ke, and finally couldn't help laughing.

As a result, the atmosphere in the bus became more relaxed and joyful. Wu Youwen and others who were not familiar with Qin Ke were surprised to find that Professor Qin, the famous mathematics god, was so humorous and approachable.

"It's your turn, Senior Deng." Qin Ke greeted, and the game went on smoothly.

The laughter and laughter coming from the car seemed to cover up the wind and sand of the desert.

Ning Qingyun pursed her lips and looked at her boyfriend with crooked eyes, her heart filled with pride.

No matter how bad the situation is, Qin Ke's optimism and humor will always bring joy and light to people.

Although Ning Qingyun has not come into contact with many people, Qin Ke is definitely the only boy who has such a mentality and characteristics.

This is Qin Xiaoke, unique in heaven and earth, who belongs only to her.

When it was Ning Qingyun's turn to tell a joke, the girl thought for a long time. The jokes she knew were basically what Qin Ke said to make her happy. They had the meaning of love words. It was not appropriate to say them here, so

He blushed slightly and said, "I'm not very good at telling jokes, so just accept your punishment and sing a song."

Ning Qingyun is still very shy when it comes to singing in front of outsiders, but this is the rule of the game set by Qin Ke, and Ning Qingyun is not willing to act coquettishly and get away with it just because she is his girlfriend.

On the contrary, she wanted to abide by these rules and uphold what her boyfriend had said more than anyone else.

She lowered her eyes shyly, opened and closed her pink lips gently, and sang an old song "Tomorrow will be better".

She has a quiet personality, doesn't like to make noise, and is not very keen on singing. Most of the songs she knows are ones she learned in elementary school and junior high school. This song is no exception.

"Knock gently to wake up the sleeping soul

slowly open your eyes

Look at the busy world

Are you still wandering around lonely..."

At first, because she was too shy, her voice was very low, but as she slowly sang, her voice became louder.

She has never specifically learned to sing, so she naturally lacks some skills compared to professional singers, but the girl's voice is very beautiful, and it still sounds very pleasant.

There is a roaring sandstorm outside, but the girl's soft and beautiful singing echoes in the car, but it gives people a positive force and makes people believe that tomorrow will be better.

More and more people sang along, and the bus, carrying the song of sunshine, broke through the yellow sand in the sky and slowly drove into the destination of the trip - the Taklimakan Desert Weather Station.

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The Taklimakan Desert Weather Station is not very large, but there are several sturdy buildings. In order to withstand the cold winter nights and the heat of summer, the walls of the buildings here are very thick, and to prevent wind, they are only built with two floors.

about.

The roof is paved with solar power panels, and there are more than a dozen wind turbines around it. The electricity generated by the batteries is enough to be self-sufficient.

The huge water storage tank can also ensure the water supply of the weather station for about half a year, and a cellar has been built underground to store grain. It can be said that preparations are made here for a shift change only once every six months.

There are currently more than thirty people in the entire weather station. The station manager is named Xia Yongguan. He is a high-level senior researcher. He has stayed in this desert for nearly ten years. It can almost be said that he calls this place his home. He has long been accustomed to the desert climate.

Capricious.

However, the recent extreme weather that was suspected of being "dry rain" still surprised him. He quickly reported it to his superiors. Soon the National Meteorological Administration called back and invited three domestic research teams who are good at climate and meteorology to assist.

Analysis, let Xia Yongguan prepare for the reception and try to solve the mystery of this "dry rain".

Of these three research teams, one is from the National Institute of Desert Meteorology and is led by Professor Wan Baoshan.

The second one is from the School of Meteorological Sciences of NTU, led by Professor Mao Hongen.

The third one is naturally Jiang Weixian’s team.

After the first two teams came here for a tour, they found the conditions too poor and refused to stay. They just asked for some information and then returned to the nearest city to stay in a hotel. All research work was done by phone and video conference.

form of communication.

This made Xia Yongguan feel very unhappy, but he was invited by his superior, the National Meteorological Administration, and he couldn't afford to offend him, so he could only bury his dissatisfaction in his heart.
To be continued...