Name: My father is Zhao Dehan, and I hope he will become a dragon!

2007年4月18日，上午9时30分。

In front of the main building of Chongming Science and Technology Super Factory in Handong South Lake Industrial Zone.

As morning light streams in, a modern, silver-gray park resembles a giant ship docked at the shore. The main stage is constructed in a minimalist style: in the center of a pure white backdrop, a deep blue teardrop-shaped logo floats silently—NOVA.

Below is a line of smaller print: "From Han Dong, For the World."

Although there were no foreigners present.

However, it's still necessary to briefly mention in English that this is 2007, not 2026, and to demonstrate an attitude of international cooperation.

The venue was packed.

Almost the entire leadership of the Handong Provincial Party Committee was present:

Provincial Party Secretary Sha Ruijin was sitting in the center of the first row. It was impossible for him not to come. This was a major event for the promotion of Handong Technology. If Sha Ruijin didn't come, it would easily create the impression of internal discord. Secondly, if he didn't come, it would be a disgrace for Sha Ruijin.

After seeing Nova, Sha Ruijin decisively chose to come over.

Governor Liu Guoquan was talking to Sha Ruijin about something.

Secondly, figures such as Tian Guofu, Standing Committee member, Li Dakang, secretary of the municipal and prefectural party committees, Zhao Dehan, vice governor, and Gao Yuliang, deputy secretary of the provincial party committee and secretary of the political and legal committee, were also present. They wore smiles, but their eyes were like deep pools, silently scanning the entire room.

Even more surprisingly—

Representatives were also sent from the central government:

Li Zhenguo, Deputy Director of the Electronic Information Department of the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology, and a division chief from the High-tech Department of the Ministry of Science and Technology.

The two took their seats discreetly, which caused a stir among the media.

This means that Nova1 has entered the national strategic vision.

Below the stage, a forest of cameras and microphones stood.

People's Daily, Xinhua News Agency, CCTV, Economic Daily, and Science and Technology Daily were all present.

Sina, NetEase, and Sohu, the three major portals, sent their technology editors.

The press conference officially began at 10:00.

There was no dazzling light show, no deafening music.

A spotlight shone on the center of the stage.

Zhao Chongming slowly walked onto the stage.

He was wearing a simple white shirt, dark gray casual pants, and canvas shoes. Behind his black-rimmed glasses were a pair of calm eyes—yes, he was copying Steve Jobs.

To look like a science and engineering student, he deliberately wore a pair of glasses.

For Zhao Chongming, his favorite phrase is "borrowing".

Since other people's tricks and strategies work, then we should use them more often.

Use other people's tricks to outmaneuver them.

This press conference was rehearsed multiple times to ensure the best possible effect.

The entire room fell silent.

He picked up the Nova K1 from the podium (the press conference was named Nova K1 to avoid trademark disputes, meaning "Key One") and said softly, "Distinguished leaders, fellow journalists, welcome to the Nova K1 launch event. Today, I am showcasing a smartphone with full copyright patents, completely developed by China itself!"

As he spoke, the backdrop behind Zhao Chongming changed.

It transformed into the image of Zhao Chongming coding at MIT.

He still looks quite green.

Although Zhao Chongming did not experience this part of the journey, the system still generated a lot of memories from it.

For example, this photo that Zhao Chongming has absolutely no recollection of.

Although I have no experience with it.

However, that doesn't stop Zhao Chongming from telling his story: "Three years ago, I wrote my first line of code in a lab at MIT. Back then, nobody believed that Chinese people could create their own smart terminal operating system. Today, I want to tell everyone—we not only did it, we made it, and we created China's first smartphone that is entirely our own!"

Before he finished speaking, he lightly swiped his thumb across the edge of the screen.

"Whoosh—"

A soft light swept across, and the phone screen lit up instantly.

Fully capacitive touchscreen! No physical keyboard! Virtual buttons appear at any time!

A gasp of surprise erupted from the audience.

"Oh my god, this screen... is it made of glass?"

"He didn't press any buttons, so how did it turn on?"

"This smoothness... is ten times faster than Symbian!"

Many people began to applaud, and some even cheered. However, the situation quickly quieted down to prevent the screaming that followed. The entire leadership of Handong Province was present, as were the central government leaders.

Order is still necessary.

Zhao Chongming smiled slightly, his finger slid across the icons, which switched like flowing water.

The phone dialer interface is simple and clean.

SMS supports MMS and group messaging

Email client synchronizes with Exchange server

UC Browser loads Sina's homepage in just 3 seconds on a 3G network.

The map application zooms in on the Jingzhou city area, and the street view is clearly visible.

The music player played Jay Chou's "Blue and White Porcelain," and the sound quality was clear.

Reporters frantically pressed the shutter, the flashes creating a galaxy of stars.

Each demonstration of a new feature elicited gasps and shouts from the audience. No one had expected that this technology actually existed, and that it was created by a Chinese person.

Sha Ruijin turned slightly to the side and lowered his voice to Li Dakang beside him and Zhao Dehan, who stood up and approached from the back row:

"I thought it was pretty good when I watched the demo video backstage. But seeing it in person, the smoothness and the interaction logic... it's even better than the prototype I was shown to privately."

Li Dakang's eyes gleamed, and his tone was confident: "It's more than just powerful! Secretary Sha, do you believe that the moment this phone hits the market, young people in Jingzhou will line up overnight?"

Liu Guoquan said, "Secretary Li, aren't you being too optimistic?"

"Not optimistic, not optimistic!" Li Dakang blurted out, "Just think about it, those Nokia lumps of metal will become antiques in no time!"

He paused, his voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement, "Not only will it sell well, I think it can even sell overseas! Southeast Asia, Africa—and even the United States, I think we can sell there too, those are all markets!"

Zhao Dehan's mouth was practically stretched to his ears, but he still shook his head slightly: "Secretary Li thinks too highly of Chongming. I dare not think that far ahead right now... As long as Nova1 can keep Nanhu Industrial Park alive, allow the workers at Dafeng Factory to have shifts and receive wages, and allow a mu of land in Guangming District to be sold—I will be satisfied."

Sha Ruijin also realized that Zhao Dehan wasn't being modest at all; he was clearly showing off.

He then slowly began to speak: "Regardless of the circumstances, I believe Nova will usher in a new era, and Handong Province will experience a new economic boom!"

The three looked at each other for a moment, saying nothing more, but they already understood each other:

This press conference was not just a product launch, but also the beginning of a new chapter for Handong.

"These are just the 20 native apps that come with the system."

At the press conference, Zhao Chongming said calmly, "They are stable, efficient, and completely autonomous."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the leaders below the stage, a slight smile playing on his lips: "But the true meaning of NovaOS lies not in 'what already exists,' but in 'what is possible.' What we will see next is a completely new world."

After saying that, he found a pixelated bird icon on the desktop—Flappy Bird (a pre-installed test game on the system).

Click.

The game starts.

A small yellow bird flies up and down in a vertical screen, passing through green pipes.

With a single tap of his finger, Zhao Chongming sent the bird soaring into the air, the movement smooth and seamless.