Chapter Seventy-One: *******, *******!

Jinghua University, President's Office.

Seeing the former students standing on the stage and scolding Fang Xuan, and the people standing below were all well-known figures in the press industry, Yang Zhentao had mixed feelings.

It was a great surprise that this generation of young people had grown up so quickly, but unfortunately, the leader of this gang would not belong to Jinghua University today, and he would leave in a form that he could not accept.

Dropped!

When Zhou Xing appeared last time, he knew that all this was inevitable.

The door was not closed, as if waiting for him deliberately, Zhou Xing pushed the door in, and found that the old man who had led Jinghua University for more than ten years was sitting quietly behind the desk, and the light was sprinkled on it through the window, reflecting every detail on the skin clearly, such as knife work, such as axe cutting, profound and rich in connotation.

Hearing the footsteps, Yang Zhentao turned around and said lightly: "You're here!"

This bland feeling is like a meter of sunshine in the afternoon, a cup of tea, simple to the point of intoxication.

"I'm here!" Zhou Xing naturally walked to the table and sat down.

A cup of tea has been brewed, and it is exuding a dense aroma, which is in line with the current scenery.

"Your formalities have just been completed!"

"Thank you!" Zhou Xing didn't expect that Yang Zhentao would personally hand over the withdrawal procedures to him, he has his own principles, things are over, whether it is right or wrong, only move forward.

Before he came, he was really afraid that Yang Zhentao would keep him, if that was the case, Zhou Xing didn't know what to do, but now it seems that he is worried in vain.

"I haven't been in this office for long, I didn't expect more than ten years to pass in a flash, and time is really the most wonderful thing in the world. Yang Zhentao's face was filled with a faint smile, very warm and happy, "I have an old friend, he loved to read and write poetry when he was young, he once told me that time will take away everything, I also made fun of him at the time, now I think about it, probably he is right!"

"Now that I think about it, it was many years ago, but it seems like it happened yesterday, my old friend, it's been more than fifty years since he left, if he was still alive, maybe the two of you could become New Year's friends!"

Yang Zhentao turned on the memory mode, as if he was venting, and like summing up his life, Zhou Xing only listened quietly, and when he arrived at Yang Zhentao's position, I am afraid that there are not many people who can talk about this, maybe this is out of print.

The sun and shadow slanted to the west, and the old man finally finished, "I'm sorry for letting you listen to me babble so much!"

"Don't dare, old principal, you have a story in every word, and every paragraph has a deep meaning, and the students have been taught!" Zhou Xing stood up respectfully and saluted, he really understood.

Yang Zhentao looked at Zhou Xing kindly, he really liked this student a little, smart, a little thorough, peaceful, even if there is injustice, he can deal with it indifferently, but unfortunately he is not interested in academics, otherwise he must be a generation of masters.

"Since you understand, then I'll give you this handwriting, don't be surprised!"

Yang Zhentao picked up a piece of writing from the table and handed it to Zhou Xing, the word was circled in the pivot, obviously written a long time ago, Zhou Xing solemnly took it, Yang Zhentao returned to the posture of basking in the sun, comfortable like a retired old man.

Zhou Xing saluted again, and then slowly retreated.

……

"Yo, elegant, play with calligraphy and painting?" Don't look at Jia Yun's ability to study, it can be seen that he has a wide range of knowledge, and the calligraphy and painting of ancient celebrities at home alone is enough to make some of the rich people on the list embarrassed.

Jia Yun stepped forward to take a look, there was no payment, no seal, only a line of words, the size of a baby's fist, and looked carefully at it through the light, the paper was good, but it was far from reaching the level of collectibility, and he suddenly lost interest.

"Who is this, write such a piece of writing to give away? The word is good, but it is not like the work of calligraphy, and this sentence is a bit of a training taste!"

"Okay, this thing is not for you!" To Jia Dashao, this kind of spur is not as pleasant as the minor tune of Eighteen Touch, "Why don't you sleep at night and run to me?"

"Can I fall asleep?" Jia Yun made a bitter face and lowered his voice: "Qiu Shao over there, look at me like a thief, there are two door gods in front of the door, just here you are, I can relax." ”

"Who let you play so high, it's still 3 ......" Seeing Jia Yun's expression of wanting to cry, Zhou Xing swallowed his words back, "Okay, there will be news in just a few days!"

"Okay, you have to help my brother keep an eye on it, I was told on the first day, if you can clear your name, my brother will ask you, 3, no, 4. Jia Yun wanted to compare more, but seeing Zhou Xing's face darkened, he hurriedly laughed and ran out of the door.

"*******, *******!" Old man Yang, this is still not worrying about me, Zhou Xing thought silently in his heart.

Airplanes!

The phone vibrated slightly, and a message automatically popped up on the screen, "Boss, we're back!"

……

On the way to the base, Zhou Xing walked many times, and he would not go wrong with his eyes closed. It will be late at night in China, and you can fly to the base, the sun is slanting westward, but the sky is getting brighter and brighter.

Although he had already expected it and could see the empty energy reserve cabin, Zhou Xing's heart still flickered, and a faint sorrow swelled up, and he silently recited it a few times before he came back after his daughter was gone, and he felt a little more comfortable. 、

"The result?"

"Don't mention the boss, this is not a human thing at all, just to calculate the nodes, it consumes countless sensors of mine, coupled with post-image processing, I now walk with a feeling of floating. Gatt waved the bucket, whining and shouting, and his feet stomped on the ground, at least Zhou Xing, didn't see where he was floating.

Seeing that he still wanted to pull this thing, Zhou Xing said in a deep voice: "Result!"

Getter seemed to be stuck in the neck, and stopped abruptly, and he could see that the boss was burning the roof beam door for the energy bar of that cabin, and he said, "Oh, it's all here!"

……

Sea of clouds, Kunning Road.

Kunning Road has reached the development zone, and most of the nearby factories are nearby, and you can still see some people on the street during the day, and at night, the empty street can make you think you have seen a ghost.

With the speed of the sea of clouds, maybe it will become extremely prosperous in a few years, but now, not yet.

The lonely few communities are the only life here, but the lights that can be lit at night are never more than the stars in the sky, of course, not smog days.

Du Fengnian lives here, he is not still lively, and he doesn't like to see people, it's not that he is withdrawn, but because of his profession, the more people he knows, the faster he will die!

This is a secret residence for him, and it is said that there are three caves of cunning rabbits, not to mention people.

A few days ago, he did a big deal, the other party was very demanding, and the remuneration he could give was rich enough, enough for him to give things, after careful planning, plus the help of his employer, he finally completed the task.

At the same time, he was also secretly frightened, this employer, the energy in the sea of clouds was so great, he was terrified.

After it was completed, as soon as he got the money, he left as soon as possible, but he did not leave the sea of clouds, but hid here.

Quietly opening the door, Du Fengnian put the plastic bag on the shoe cabinet, if it was not necessary, he basically did not go out, today he went out to buy some food.

He didn't turn on the light, walked on the tightrope all year round, and was used to the darkness, which was an alternative protective color that made him feel warm.

After changing his shoes and opening a can of beer, he walked into the living room, but his body trembled suddenly!

In the living room, there is one more person!

Someone could sneak into his house without touching the mechanism he had arranged!

It was a young man, not very old, with the eyesight that he had exercised in the dark all year round, he could see the man show a sunny smile: "Du Fengnian, it's really hard to find you!"