Give the universe a little earth shock

Chapter 32 What is Home?

The next day.

Teikyo Planetary Affairs Response Committee.

The director of the review department of the early committee rubbed his red eyes.

The past few days have been exhausting him. In his sixties, he sits in front of the computer and reads reports every day. Since the internal demonstration meeting was held, the academic circles have been talking nonsense, and the reports have been stuffed in like snowflakes. Direct mail box.

The entire committee has 30 NO.999 people, staring at the mailbox all day long, but there are only a lot of emails, and the [-]+ in the message prompt has never been posted.

What about the old man?
Picking up the reports organized by other people at hand, he half-closed his eyes and flipped through the pages, feeling drowsy after a while.

No matter which faction it is, the content of the report is surprisingly similar, and the angle of seeing the problem is the same. His eyes are almost callused.

"It still can't reach Chang Chen's side."

The old man hastily flipped through two pages, then threw the thick report into the pile of already read reports.

What he originally needed was a report that would allow him to fight Chang Chen, but now it seems that it can only be an extravagant hope, and even his drowsiness cannot be driven away by the report.

After exhaling the porcelain jar with goji berries in his hand, he took a sip of tea.

Suddenly a hurried figure walked into the office, "Director, why don't you read this report."

He glanced at the header of the page, and it read "Ludao Third Industrial Research Institute" in small Song typeface.

"Didn't I say that, I will sort out the reports of the second-level professors and above, what are you?"

He can memorize the research institutes or laboratories where domestic second-level professors work, but suddenly a strange name comes up, and he knows the level without thinking about it.

But when he saw the name again, he froze for a moment.

【Li Kaiyang】

Very familiar name.

Isn't this the one who can make Lin Daiyu pull up the weeping willow upside down?

Thinking about Li Kaiyang, the old man became interested. He wanted to see what a young professor could write.

The report is very small, only eight thin pages.

The old man sank in as soon as he saw it, and his sleepy look disappeared. The goji berry in his hand was cold and soaked again. After a while, he didn't even move.

It wasn't until he finished turning the last page that he called his assistant over as if waking up from a dream, "This report..." He suddenly felt a tightness in his body. Let it go, it's backfired now.

He hurriedly put down the report, and said, "There is a problem with the format of this report. You can re-write it. You can't change a single thing, no, don't change a single punctuation mark."

Meanwhile, Ludao's Institute of Physics.

Xia Yigang finished talking on the phone with the students on the other side of the ocean.

After learning that Wu Hui couldn't come back at all, his buttocks finally sat a little more stably.

Although no one has been found yet, the airports and ports are already full of intelligence personnel. Unless Wu Hui grows wings, he will never be able to travel tens of thousands of kilometers back to China.

The draft plan to take over the Institute of Physics has been reported. If no one can be found in the past two days, the position of director will belong to him.

After taking over, he plans to use his influence to promote the Sky Screen Project in the country.To be honest, on the night when the project conference ended, Bole’s invitation completely conquered him. It turned out that the EF organization knew far more than imagined, and the instructions of the mass extinction of civilization had already been transmitted to the earth through the warning monument:

[As long as you retreat to the cave, your civilization can survive. 】

For science, Xia Yi has always held a casual attitude, and it is nothing more than a vassal of power.

The only difference between the chief of the primitive tribe and the prime minister of the European Star Alliance is whether the torch or the light bulb is lit at night.

So Xia Yi wanted to take advantage of this wave to turn around.

Isn't the current scientific level of self-castration not enough? With the development of virtual reality technology, human beings can have an infinite spiritual world, and all they need is a few degrees of electricity, so why explore the universe.

"ridiculous."

Xia Yi sank into the generous boss chair, thinking about how to allocate the subjects.

After the completion of the Sky Screen Project, physics will almost be over. At most, it can only expand the boundaries in the field of computer technology. Although I specialize in engineering, without physics, engineering will be over sooner or later.

So it is very necessary to pave the way in advance.

Ding dong.

His mobile phone beeped, and the message was a series of pictures, the content of which was Li Kaiyang's report.

It can be seen that the technique of the photographer is not good, the picture is very blurred, and the content can only be roughly seen clearly.

Xia Yi glanced at it and smiled with satisfaction.

He thought that Li Kaiyang would behave like a man with his tail between his legs after being attacked, but he became more courageous.

It's a pity, but I'm glad.

It's a pity that the attack was unsuccessful that night, and now there is no chance to use the phone again.

Fortunately, Bole left him such a genius to help him complete his plan.

The consensus of marching into space has been rooted in the academic world for too long. If you want to implement the sky screen, you need enough discussion. Internal arguments are not enough. The sky screen plan needs a strong opponent to let the whole people know about it. Pull the Progressive faction into the water passively.

Who knows that the people left behind after Mr. Wu left are not that they are not smart enough, or that some people are too smart and hide themselves in the crowd, unwilling to stand up and oppose.

Only Li Kaiyang, the dazed young man, jumped out.

Hey, it would be great if he could become his student. It's a pity that this kind of mind can only worry about money in the future.

With emotion, there was another message on the phone, and it was from the person who sent the picture.

The man asked, "Stop the report?"

Holding the touch screen phone, Xia Yi pressed the microphone representing the voice message, "Hand it in, Bole's gift has arrived."

The news that the public demonstration will be held on Ludao two months later reached Li Kaiyang's ears very quickly.

The so-called public argumentation is just like the previous televised debates, where scholars get together to discuss their views, and the whole process is broadcast live.

"First internal arguments, followed by public discussions."

Li Kaiyang peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed a sea salt-flavored milk candy, "What do you mean?"

Chen Xing'an took a sip of Shacha noodles happily, then saw the candy wrappers on the table, and said disgustedly, "What do you mean, don't throw away the food after eating, and, who eats hard candy before eating?"

"I'm tired of eating," Li Kaiyang tossed the noodles in his hand, "Counting the years in Dijing, I haven't been home for seven or eight years."

"Anyway, it's the same for everything. No matter how delicious something is, I can't taste it every day. I really miss a bowl of soup in a small county."

"What soup?"

"Doutang, a kind of soup made of sweet potato powder and meat, spicy and spicy, you have to go to eight or nine in the morning to eat it, buy the bowls near the bottom of the pot, the minced meat and wooden fish sink below, and the soup Totally delicious”

As Li Kaiyang spoke, the bottom of his teeth became sour, and his saliva almost flowed out.

"Isn't your home in northern Fujian? You haven't been back so recently."

Chen Xing'an had read his resume and remembered it clearly.

Talking about his hometown, Li Kaiyang, he felt a little emotional, "One is the lack of time, and the other is not daring to go back."

"Home has always been a haven for shelter from wind and rain in my heart. If there is anything outside that can't be solved, it seems that I can solve it once I go home, but now the matter is too big, and I need a place in my heart to place a sense of security. Once it is like this Going back, I'm afraid that the little harbor in my heart will be broken."

Chen Xing'an's eating of noodles slowed down, and he seemed to see a hazy little house in his heart. It was not big, and the living room was filled with sundries. The air was always filled with musty smell, but it was very warm.

"Actually, you don't have to worry. Your parents will always stand in front of you, no matter what happens."

"Maybe, maybe I want to find a chance to go home," Li Kaiyang swallowed the noodles whole, "By the way, what about you, where is your home?"

Chen Xingan faltered, "My family."

"Keep to the north! It needs to be repaired!"

The sudden shouting and cursing interrupted the conversation between the two, and the owner of the shop who had finished cooking the noodles sat at the empty table next to them, swearing at the video on his mobile phone, "Which bastard is messing around and hurting people, isn't it! "

Li Kaiyang glanced at the content of the video, and suddenly felt the blood rushing to his forehead!
(End of this chapter)