"Uh, uh-" Stretching his waist, Zhuang Yu put down the pen in his hand, moved his wrist, which was already a little sore, and then looked at the block letters on the holographic screen in front of him with a sense of accomplishment, "It's really not an easy job......

"Sister Zhuang?" At this time, a slightly immature voice sounded behind her, "What are you doing?"

Hearing this, she turned her head: "Ah, Xiaowei...... Where's your brother?"

"My brother, this ......" Speaking of this, Ge Yiwei, who came to her birthday party as the younger brother of Zhuang Yu's classmate Ge Chengzhi, began to hesitate a little, "This ...... That ......"

"Hahaha, you must be mingling with those girls again, right?" Looking at the appearance of this junior brother who was two years younger than himself, Zhuang Yu seemed a little happy. Although www.biquge.info and he met him on the first day, and he and his brother have only been classmates for half a year, she still likes each other very much - in the sense of elders to juniors, "It doesn't matter, it's okay, he's like this." Xiaowei is in his second year of junior high school this year?"

"Ah, well, that's right, I was just promoted to the second year of junior high school when I started......"

"Your birthday gift for my sister, my sister loves it. The bracelet is beautiful. ”

“…… Doesn't it feel like the words on it are too ugly?"

"No, no, no. Ah, by the way, you just asked me what I'm doing, right?" Changing the topic again, Zhuang Yu excitedly showed the results of his work to the other party, "Actually, when I went to the library today, I found a diary, and there were some materials in the diary, so I thought about writing a novel based on the experience of the owner of the diary." Don't think it's fiction because it's fiction, I said it was written through a diary, so it's all true......"

"Is this the one?"

"Uh-huh. Xiaowei take a look?"

Without waiting for Zhuang Yu's suggestion, Ge Yiwei had already begun to browse the holographic screen in front of him. The sound of playing in the other room came, Zhuang Yu frowned, and then called up a holographic screen to block out all the noise, and the room was suddenly much quieter. After a while, Ge Yiwei took his eyes off the holographic screen: "Very good novel, Sister Zhuang." ”

"Right, right?" Hearing the other party's compliment, Zhuang Yu suddenly became happy, "But in fact, I'm a little unhappy, because the end of the matter is not very good." Especially that Han Ding, if there is something, we should say it and solve it together......"

"Han Ding didn't do anything wrong, I feel it. Suddenly, Ge Yiwei shook his head and expressed his opposition to the other party's opinion, "If I were in his situation, I think I would have done the same......

"What, Xiaowei must not become that kind of person. If you have something, you have to talk about it and discuss it with everyone, you know? Don't keep hiding it by yourself......"

“…… Oh. After a perfunctory answer, Ge Yiwei hurriedly changed the topic, "That, Sister Zhuang, you say, this is the real thing?" I think it should be impossible, no matter how you look at it, this should be a fantasy style ......."

"If you don't believe it, see for yourself. The diary is here. Slightly unhappy, Zhuang Yu handed over a yellowed diary, "There are still a lot of things in it." ”

"It's really hey, Han Ding's letter is also in it...... Huh?" suddenly saw something, Ge Yiwei tilted his head, "This thing is...... Is it a genetic map, why is this stuff in it? This should be a matter of personal privacy......

"Oh, didn't Han Ding say any evidence in the end? Okay, okay, it's my birthday, let's go eat cake......!

"Oh, oh, Sister Zhuang, don't push me......"

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A few years later.

"It's ...... What's the matter?" Looking at the worn-out diary in his backpack, Ge Yiwei scratched his head a little puzzled, "There are still people who use paper to write diaries these days? Hey, it's really strange." ”

I don't think anyone other than newspapers use anything written on paper to record information, right? Even the books that are a little thicker have been digitized...... Well, but there should still be paper books in the thrift market and in the library or record library, and maybe paper books are still used in remote places?

Gotta see a diary and I think so much for what to do.

Picking up this diary, Ge Yiwei opened it, and then suddenly patted his head: "Oh, I remember, what Sister Zhuang gave me back then...... After graduating from high school, I basically couldn't contact her......"

When I first got it, I was going to check if what was written on it was true. Hawkers, there's not much to do now, I'm idle before I go to Mongolia, so I'll just do it, right?

Alas, Mongolia...... What kind of military exercises do physics students participate in, but is it actually tourism......

Yes, check the information and check the information.

"Hmm. It seems that it is better to start with this thing?" After confirming the target, Ge Yiwei put his hand on the holographic keyboard that emerged, "Dongfang project...... What kind of Chinese-English mixture is this......"

Ah, there it is. A century ago? That's old enough......

And then there'...... Genetic mapping maps?can't this kind of thing be thrown away casually, okay......" Glancing at the things in the diary, Ge Yiwei had a headache, "Forget it, keep this thing first." Let me see this thing first......"

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