Cooking dumplings is indeed a science, and Yi Tian's voice on the other end of the phone is very bright. Said he was nearby and that he could come and teach her if it was convenient.

When Yi Tian came, the water in the pot was just boiling.

The letter from the goose lying on the table, where this letter should go, she hesitated.

She sat down at the table, and for a moment it seemed as if she had seen herself make a fire, and the letter was slowly burning in the fire.

Should all this be gone with the passing of the goose?

When Yi Tian brought a plate of plump dumplings to the table, she finally made up her mind and handed the letter to Yi Tian.

Despite the fact that the goose went to another world, these facts have always existed objectively, and it should have a conclusion.

Whether it is to the big goose, or to the third child, Fang Fei, Wang Jingjing, or even Qian Xiaomao, it can be regarded as an explanation.

On the second day, the headline page of the Legal Newspaper was published.

"The Disappearance of the Writer Mao Dan" finally ushered in the finale.

Just two short lines: where you start, where you end, the liberal writer Mao Dan chose to go back to where he started. Never to be seen again in this life.

On the same day, the news of the Legal Newspaper did not attract many people's attention.

Major domestic media, overwhelming news hit.

The young and famous writer Big Goose committed suicide in the place where his childhood sweetheart died, and the media hyped up Big Goose as an infatuated and great writer.

Editor Tang scolded Luo Ya on the phone, saying that since she knew the first-hand information of the goose, why didn't she let her know it early, otherwise, what would be the matter with this headline and other media?

Loya said apologetically that she had been consuming geese for a long time, and there was no reason to come and consume him even after he went to another world, which was the least respect for a deceased.

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The late spring sun is shining brightly, and it is reflected through the window, reflecting a very bright color on the black ground of the coffee shop.

Loya sat in front of the window, this café on Binhai South Road, the old place old location.

Every weekend, she always has half a day to meet with clients.

More than half of the morning has passed, and I have already met with three customers in front.

Then I want to meet someone special.

She is always used to quickly sorting out the information and demands of the previous customer before the next customer comes, which will save a lot of time.

At this point in time, there are not many people in the café, which does not affect her train of thought.

Recently, lawyer Mao has handed over more and more cases to him, and he said that Luo Ya is the smartest and most potential apprentice he has ever brought with him. Half a year later, she will be able to stand alone.

He also often said vaguely that Mike had another strong competitor in the firm.

This sentence, Luo Ya sounds quite useful, you must know that Lawyer Mao never praises people, he wants to praise people, indicating that he recognizes Luo Ya from the bottom of his heart.

The time was just right, and when I closed the computer, a middle-aged man sat down opposite.

He looked unkempt and tired.

"Hello Miss Luo, I'm Ouyang Yi."

Luo Ya saw this Ouyang Yi because when she went home on Friday, she received another letter in the mailbox downstairs.

Recently, this mailbox business has been a bit busy, and this is the latest way for Tang editors to destroy manuscripts.

Her mailbox address was published in the middle of an issue of the Legal Daily.

As a result, many readers have destroyed the manuscript in this way.

Among the letters, only this Ouyang Yi offered to meet her, saying that he had read Mandoli's articles published in the Legal Daily, and he read every issue, and he was a loyal reader of Mandoli.

To see or not to see, Luo Ya hesitated for two seconds, feeling that it was necessary to meet, and after meeting the customer on the weekend, he would meet this Mr. Ouyang by the way, and he would not delay any time.

What's more, she really needs a story theme right now.

The Mr. Ouyang in front of him, with a standard Mediterranean head shape and a light brain, made the corner where Luo Ya was sitting instantly brighten up a lot.

To be honest, among all types of men, the last thing Loya wants to see is this Mediterranean head shape, which affects appetite.

When Ouyang Yi said his profession, Luo Ya instantly understood why his head was as bright as a light bulb.

He said he was an associate professor of physics at so-and-so university and had studied at Princeton University.

It is normal for people who use their brains too violently to lose two hairs, and Luo Ya understands it quite well.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he asked Loya.

"Miss Luo, what do you think of the four-dimensional space?"

Luo Ya looked confused, and he asked again.

"Or what about high-dimensional space?"

Luo Ya still looked confused.

"Let's put it this way, does Miss Luo think people will enter the quantum space after they die?"

Luo Ya has a big head, and he can't hold it without strong inner support when talking to people who study knowledge.

She feared that the physicist would explain to her what quantum space was, and what four-dimensional space and high-dimensional space would be.

So she hurriedly opened her mouth and expressed her position, dragging mud and water has never been her style.

"Professor Ouyang, I don't know what your space is called, I only know that after a person dies, it is a piece of garbage, if it is useful, it can only be used as fertilizer, quite organic fertilizer. Maybe the coffee beans of the cup of coffee you're drinking now are also maturing with this rather organic fertilizer. ”

Professor Ouyang's face collapsed, and he immediately put down the coffee cup in his hand.

However, he was obviously unwilling, and he didn't understand why Luo Ya would say this.

"Miss Luo's words are wrong, as a person who has been studying physics for a long time, no, to be precise, quantum space, I think that after death, people will definitely go to another world, which can be understood as quantum space, or high-dimensional space. Otherwise, how can you explain so many wonderful things in the world? ”

Luo Ya was wondering how to get Mr. Ouyang to get to the point simply and clearly, but she clearly underestimated the words of a university professor.

He didn't give Loya a chance to speak at all.

"Miss Luo, how do you explain the Bermuda Triangle, and the 1975 subway disappearance, the 1978 goalkeeper disappearance? And Einstein once doubted that the near-death experience of human beings is the specific process of entering the four-dimensional space of the universe! ”

Luo Ya's brain hurts, and she feels that there is no need to waste time with this professor at all, because what quantum space, what high-dimensional space, is completely out of line with her, and she doesn't want to know.

If she hadn't guessed wrong, Professor Ouyang was afraid that he had already reached the realm of fascination with the field he was studying.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I didn't know what you were talking about about the Bermuda Triangle, the missing subway case, the missing goalkeeper case. I think you should have asked your colleagues to study these studies, and I'm just a student of law, so I think you're probably looking for the wrong person. ”

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