Although they all brought nutrients and some compressed food, the people at Sentinel 23 were still very good to Fan Lin and Fang Zhao and their party, and took out the prey they had stored and carried back from hunting to entertain them. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sentinel site is far less large than the base, and the conditions are limited, and each room is only ten square meters, two people in one room.

At night, Lin Kaiwen, who had been tired for a day, lay on the bed and was too lazy to move, he followed a lot of walks today, and when he looked down at the experimental field in the air, he didn't feel much, but when he really walked around in it, he realized that he was very tired, walking back and forth, and he had to deal with all kinds of problems from Fan Lin.

The sentinel room's room had a cold, metallic feel to it, like a prison. This kind of condition is similar regardless of the base, which is very common, but at least the base side is larger and more equipped than the sentinel room.

Lin Kaiwen thought to himself, anyway, he will go back to the base tomorrow, and he will endure it overnight.

"Fang Zhao, are you writing a diary again?" Lin Kaiwen saw what Fang Zhao was writing in the familiar notebook again, and asked. These days, he has figured out Fang Zhao's habits, every day Fang Zhao will always write something in that notebook, Fang Zhao said that it was a music score, but he couldn't read it, so he thought Fang Zhao was writing a diary.

"Well, you go to sleep first, I still have something to write." Fang Zhao wrote about the inspiration when he looked down at the mountains and jungles of the planet from the air on the way from the base to the sentinel today, as well as when he was beating the ground in the experimental field.

These are not enough songs, just some small fragments, but after a long time, maybe one day in the future, under the catalysis of a certain opportunity, a complete song may be created.

Before Fang Zhao served, he was approached by the old man Xue Jing to talk, and this year the old artist will come on another global tour, but Fang Zhao can't participate because of his service.

Xue Jing suggested that Fang Zhao should not waste those fragmentary inspirations even when he was in the service, although Fang Zhao was only in his twenties, he was still quite young in the new century, and in the composition industry, of course, he was still very young, but there were already younger people in other continents who held their own concerts, and Xue Jing hoped that Fang Zhao would not relax.

"If you want to get more recognition in this industry, you still have to use some traditional methods to enhance your artistic value, such as holding a concert according to the old rules. Maybe there are many drawbacks to this kind of rule, it is too rigid, and you don't recognize it, but only by standing at the top can you have the right to challenge the rules, at least for now, you still have to follow the old rules. ”

At that time, Xue Jing persuaded Fang Zhao that it was best to hold his own concerts within ten years, which were not comparable to those concerts of a commercial nature, and that he had to come up with works of sufficient quality. Therefore, Xue Jing hoped that even if Fang Zhao served, he would not forget his profession. Inspiration is something that is hard to have a second chance to catch if you don't grasp it.

Xue Jing's suggestion Fang Zhao listened carefully, in fact, even if Xue Jing didn't say it, Fang Zhao would follow his old habits and record those inspirations on weekdays, the conditions were difficult during the extinction of the century, and now such a good opportunity, it would be impossible to say if he didn't grasp it.

Fang Zhao also hopes to hold a concert, but he does not have to deliberately pursue the so-called artistry, he only follows his own inspiration.

Lin Kaiwen couldn't understand Fang Zhao's thoughts, but he was already sleepy, "That's okay, you continue to write, I'll sleep first, call me tomorrow morning, Fan Lin said that you have to get up early tomorrow to see the sprouts, otherwise you will have to wait another year if you miss it, and we will come in vain." ”

"Okay, you go to sleep first."

Fang Zhao turned off the lights in the room first, then grabbed a handful of feed and threw it into the water tank, knocking on the water tank.

The light emitted by the "rabbit" in the tank is like a flashlight that illuminates a small room.

Fang Zhao specially looked for this "rabbit" that Fan Lin wanted, this little thing looked very dull, but in fact, it was very fine, just threw a small piece of feed, and it emitted a few seconds of light perfunctorily, and the more feed it threw in, the longer it glowed. Fan Lin said that the length of time it shines is related to the mood, the more feed, the better the mood, and the more light it is willing to send for a period of time. If you are in a bad mood, no matter how much feed you give, it will not shine.

Fang Zhao covered his clothes to prevent the light from reaching Lin Kaiwen, looked at the "rabbit" in the water tank who was slowly devouring the feed, calmed down, and continued to write the unfinished piece of music just now, and then revised the first two paragraphs.

When Fang Zhao closed the notebook, Kevin Lin was already snoring.

The "rabbit" in the water tank seems to be in a pretty good mood today, I don't know if it's because of the feed given, or because of the stimulation of the new environment, it has never been "extinguished" halfway.

Fang Zhao gently tapped on the wall of the cylinder, and the light dimmed until it was dark.

Early the next morning, Fang Zhao received a call from Fan Lin.

"Get up and go to the experimental field, don't stay in bed! Remember to bring your camera and stay fuel! Fan Lin told again.

Lin Kaiwen was still a little dazed when he was woken up by Fang Zhao, as if he didn't know where he was, and after a while, he woke up, yawning and followed Fang Zhao to the test field.

"It's still dark, squatting in the ground so early and waiting for germination?" Kevin Lin said and yawned again.

"Isn't this nonsense, I won't have to watch it until dawn." Fan Lin also ignored Lin Kaiwen, directing several experimenters to run inside and out, not knowing what they were measuring.

The sentinels, even if they weren't on duty, got up.

"How's my hairstyle today?"

"Who, wipe your eyes!"

"Damn, forgot to shave! Shall I go back and shave again? Forget it, it still doesn't work, what if you miss the opportunity. ”

"I'm so nervous, I shaved my head a few days ago, I don't know if my family recognizes me."

The people of the sentinel team got up so early just to show their faces in the live broadcast, they couldn't catch up during the live broadcast yesterday, and today Fan Lin said that he would give them a chance to be in the background.

However, Yan Biao, as the captain of the sentinel team, did not plan to appear on the camera, his rank and official position have too many constraints, and for the sake of safety, he can only stand in a place where the camera can't shoot.

Fang Zhao glanced at the several sentinels who came over, their sturdy physique had a strong momentum, even the thinnest-looking person on the side had great explosive power, this was the difference between the garrison of the alien base and the people who had not experienced the war on the side of the continental military region.

Fan Lin looked at the underground monitoring data, looked at the sky, and said to Lin Kaiwen, "You can start the live broadcast...... Wait a minute! I almost forgot about the face mask. ”

Two experimenters came over with a box of masks and handed them out.

Sentinel standing in the back: Can the "......" still tell who is who while wearing a mask?

"Must wear it?" A sentinel asked.

"You don't have to wear it, but I don't care if something happens." Fan Lin said.

Everyone in the sentinel team struggled for a while, but they still put it on honestly.

Yan Biao on the side was originally a little depressed because he couldn't get into the camera, but he suddenly got a lot better.

Fang Zhao wore a mask, inhaling filtered air, and his eyes were also separated from the outside air by a transparent baffle.

"It's also too well guarded, it's not a mine, it's just a half-covered breathing mask, why do you need to cover your eyes?" Kevin Lin complained.

"It's spicy to the eyes." Fan Lin said, "Moreover, it also prevents you from being allergic." Everyone's physique is different, and if someone else is okay, you may not be fine, just in case. Just your little body...... Tut. ”

Fan Lin's tone was almost like a "waste wood".

Kevin Lin was not convinced, "What's wrong with me, your old body is not much better!" "He can't compare to Fang Zhao, and he can't compare to Fan Lin, a guy who is about to enter old age?

Fan Lin didn't speak, just smiled, and then lifted his shirt, revealing strong eight-pack abs.

Kevin Lin: "......" paralysis.

"We're doing farm work, too." Fan Lin looked like educating juniors, "Young people, exercise more, don't waste the excellent genes passed down from your ancestors." ”

They are all descendants of the ancestors of the Genesis, and it stands to reason that they do not have a particularly weak physique, but even if they have excellent genes, they cannot withstand the waste of generation after generation. Kevin Lin is the result of seldom exercising on weekdays and relying too much on machinery for everything. To sum up, it's all lazy.

Kevin Lin said that he didn't want to talk to Fan Lin, and communicated with the audience first after the live broadcast.

The sky was already a little dark, and even if the lights were not on, you could still see the surroundings of the experimental field.

"What kind of formation is this? Why do you have to wear a mask to see germination? "The online audience is unknown.

"Didn't you say you had to see the sprouts? They're looking like they're going to be poison-proof. ”

Lin Kaiwen explained to the audience the reason why Fan Lin said in the morning for wearing a mask, looked at Fang Zhao, and saw that Fang Zhao did not want to come over to answer the call, Lin Kaiwen was happy to continue to communicate with the audience.

A minute passes.

Ten minutes passed.

Fifteen minutes......

Kevin Lin couldn't go on.

The online audience also started to get impatient, some said they wanted to play a game first, and some said they wanted to go to the toilet first.

Kevin Lin looked at Fan Lin and asked Fan Lin to give an explanation. Doesn't it say it sprouts quickly? Fifteen minutes have passed, and there has been no movement, so how about amusing us? Waste of live streaming time!

Fan Lin was not in a hurry, looked at the data displayed on a round instrument in his hand, and said calmly: "It's almost there." ”

As soon as Fan Lin's words fell, Fang Zhao raised his eyes and looked at the experimental field, "It's here!" ”

"What's coming? What did you hear......

Bang Bang -

There was a muffled cracking sound that suddenly sounded, like a blunt object cutting through a barrier.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Everywhere in the experimental field, one after another.

In the beaten ground, cracks appeared.

The shadows of white arrows came out of the cracks, and time seemed to accelerate at this moment, and the veins of the leaves seemed to unfold with self-awareness, forming two leaves to stretch out in the blink of an eye, welcoming the dawn light projected on the horizon.

The originally bare ground, in a few breaths, was filled with those young seedlings.

Fang Zhao's eyes looked at these seedlings that broke through the ground without blinking, as if he saw the notes under the canopy of heaven being lit up, from dim to brilliant, rotating and connecting into arcs, transmitting to all corners of his body.

Many times, you have to endure the boring and ordinary beginnings, all you need is to be patient and wait to see the moment they erupt, the wanton bloom, the power of life.