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My husband graduated At that time, there was an offer to the Fifth Aerospace Academy, because it was a small screw and there was no money, so I didn't go. Naturally, some of his classmates have gone for ideals or stability, and have participated in large-scale projects that have attracted much attention.
Once everyone had a meal together and talked about what each other was doing. My husband said he was doing XXX. The other party asked, can you send this signal back from Mars? (To the effect)-I thought it was a joke, but my husband said yes. Then the two began to discuss technical issues seriously.
I like watching science fiction movies, but hard science fiction always feels naked IQ discrimination. I often need my husband to help me answer a lot of lines. What's more sad is that I don't understand it at all.
As a liberal arts student, I have a bit of superstitious worship and blind admiration for science students.
Another impressive thing is this. At MIT, my friend was studying for a female doctorate there. I said that I wanted to see a classroom in the United States, and walked into an empty room with formulas on the blackboard. I found a seat and sat down, looking around. My friend walked up to the podium and told me with great interest what that line of andante was written on... I was really envious and inferior...
I don't know if I was born weak with these things, or escaped.
In short, as soon as you face it, you become a child with a young brain.
I really like hard science fiction, and I really hope I can figure out those lines.
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