"Mr. Zhuang Yan!" Seeing him pass by the secretary's desk like a gust of wind, the little secretary hurriedly walked out and handed him a heavy paper bag: "This is a feasible plan and remedial measures written by various teams in the R&D department." ”

When Zhuang Yan took the paper bag and looked down, the secretary bowed his head and said: "The team members of the R&D department think it is very incredible that you can complete the work that can only be done by people from five different specialties together. But in the future, I will be a colleague, and we hope that you will mail the problem to you in the future, and the specialized team will skillfully help deal with it. ”

Zhuang Yan couldn't help but purse his lips and smile, his eyes were blazing and he looked at the secretary and nodded: "Although I don't know what kind of organization you are...... But thank you! ”

As soon as the secretary relaxed, she couldn't help but gossip: "I heard that you only sleep for fifteen minutes after working for four hours?" Is this kind of thing true? ”

Zhuang Yan smiled: "The biological clock can be adjusted." I only do this when I don't have enough time. He patted his leg with a thick paper bag, said "goodbye", and walked away.

Standing in the elevator, the permission client reminded me to send an email:

"You have been officially granted the right to use the management rights of the R&D department. Gain access to databases, publish R&D issues, and request manual analysis. The use of Galaxy Console external clients is allowed. ”

"Zero-damping sphere cockpit retrofit model completion: 63%. The remaining time for the development of the modified model: 118 hours, 24 minutes and 32 seconds. ”

Zhuang Yan knew that it was time to get to work. You've seen the awesomeness of the zero-damping cockpit, and it's time to complete the rest of the feeding. The deadline is five days, and if the battle is successful tomorrow, then with the help of advanced technology, many stuck questions can find unique answers.

He was full of ambition and couldn't wait to stand in front of the group of nine and talk endlessly.

When Zhuang Yan was working, both the clean and the dumb face followed him inch by inch, standing behind his stool on the left and the right as if he was standing guard.

"Grab me a cup of coffee." Zhuang Yan took a pencil with a wide porcelain white coffee cup at the top and bottom, like a house slave.

glanced at the cleanliness with a blank face, and then the cleanliness reiterated categorically: "Comrade Zhuang Yan, please correct your attitude!" We will not accept any mercy from you! ”

Zhuang Yan turned his head and looked at him and said: "I'll teach you to use a boiler steam coffee machine imported from Italy, it's very simple, take some coffee beans and press them into powder first, you must be able to press it very finely, and then estimate the water temperature to 90 degrees, fill the powder, pull the rod, let the steam spray for about half a minute, and take it out." Tell you, it's absolutely authentic, and if you spray a little milk foam, you can pretend to be a cappuccino and use it to make a girlfriend. ”

Dumb face said, "yes, I'll try." ”

Then the two of them tossed around in front of the coffee machine, and the cleanliness kept correcting their stupid faces: "There are so many beans gaha!" Less shelf! Okay, okay, half a tael is almost. I roll it and use it hard! ”

Zhuang Yan turned around and said, "By the way, get me a drink." ”

Cleanliness turned his head and said, "Okay." Then he turned around and corrected his stupid face in pieces: "Don't point the sprinkler at me!" Steam, hot. against the cup. ”

Dumbfounded and said, "Don't force it, you can do it." ”

Jie Xiu said: "This is not for you to become proficient, hurry up." ”

Then there was a violent steam spitting sound, and the rich fragrance spread.

Zhuang Yan bit his pencil and thought, if these two people come to deprive themselves of privacy or something, they can accept it, and they will get used to it unconsciously.

Then Jie Ji carefully took Zhuang Yan's coffee cup with both hands, bent down on the table, and ran back with a gun to continue studying the coffee machine.

Zhuang Yan was blowing foam when he heard a knock on the door. Gently "dong dong" twice, the rhythm of not slowing down and maintaining just the right amount of politeness, this kind of upbringing makes people inexplicably comfortable.

Every time VV knocked on the door, he remembered that he could swipe the doorbell: "Open the door." ”

Zhuang Yan plowed his hair with his hands hard, then sat down, pretended to meditate, and waited for his face to run to open the door.

The first thing VV said when he entered the door was: "You two, go out and stay." ”

"Yes." The cleanliness fetish who was smashed into internal injuries by VV with an inflatable doll is now terribly scared, and when the boots touch, he "snapped" upright, and went out with a straight step, and then pulled the hatch shut without repeating.

VV saw that Zhuang Yan was concentrating on his work, knew that he was pretending, and ignored him, so he moved a chair over, put it beside him, and then sat down with his hands on his skirt, like a table with self-study together, looking around and snatching paper and pen from Zhuang Yan's field of vision. Zhuang Yan only saw a delicate and white beautiful little hand in the afterglow, the onion fingers pressed on the pen holder and selected carefully, and finally took out a red pen, sat next to him to write and draw, and did not squeak.

Zhuang Yan was itching, abandoned the festival and turned his head to peek, and suddenly VV raised his head, looked at him expressionlessly, and caught him with Qiubo. Then she moved the paper to Zhuang Yan's side, and showed him as she wrote:

"Do you believe in the supernatural? I didn't believe it originally, but I always thought that ghosts, ghosts, and so on can be explained by science, and the reason why it is confusing is just that the level of knowledge is not enough. But what happened in high orbit this time changed my opinion. Now I feel that maybe the supernatural really exists, because I came across it. ”

"One thing that everybody overlooked was that when I was carried out on a stretcher, I had multiple fractures, severe hypoxia, and a large build-up of lactic acid and metabolites in my cells paralyzed my skeletal muscles. For the first two days on the ground, I could barely move my fingers. And the series of actions of the fighter plane's steering, acceleration, and escaping from the nuclear cover were not completed by me. Even if I woke up, I couldn't move. The impact of 600 acceleration had already deprived me of my mobility. ”

"I'll tell you what I saw. After I was awakened by you, I realized in despair that I could only watch myself being engulfed by the nuclear sun and listen to you being tormented by the enemy. It was really desperate. I thought we both died on the same day, year, month, and year,"

Zhuang Yan sneered when he saw this, VV poked him with a pen in annoyance, bit his lip and continued to write proudly, Zhuang Yan rubbed the pectoralis major muscle that was poked and sneered and continued to read:

"But I saw a vague figure clinging to the cockpit, because the light source was dim, I could only see her graceful silhouette, her figure was very good, although not as good as me, but she was also beautiful, it was a woman in a straitjacket, she was like a swimmer in a sharkskin swimsuit, she was very exposed to the vacuum, her waterfall curls fluttering casually in the dark space, this contempt for the universe was really beautiful. She used strange equipment to complete the electronic link, and when she lowered her head to operate, the system screamed, the continuous warning whistled endlessly, the more than 3,000 layers of firewall programs were breached like a crash, and the blood-red warning window was stacked on the interface. She just broke the firewall so easily, connected to the operating system, and it went smoothly like, like,"

VV frowned and bit his lip, and when he meditated, he noticed that Zhuang Yan was snickering, stretched his thin eyebrows, and glanced at him, almost making him fly away like a balloon with an open mouth. VV himself laughed and wrote more attentively:

"It's as smooth as a red-hot dinner knife cutting into butter. I watched in amazement as she easily took over the operating system of the Angry Phoenix, and neither I nor the Angry Phoenix were helpless. But after she completed this shocking hacking move, she only rewrote a few vectors of the angry phoenix, and then logged out, restoring the system as if nothing had happened, and then, and then the entire hull shook, and the fusion engine re-ignited, I looked at the operation interface in a panic, and saw that the system began to automatically execute her correction and rewrite instructions, and began to complete the steering, acceleration, and escape actions, and when I looked out of the cabin, she was gone. Who sent her to space orbit at an altitude of two thousand kilometers? And who took her away? Why was she able to show up in time? Why did she disappear all of a sudden? Why was she able to spread her hair in a vacuum, as casually as if she had just climbed up from a swimming pool? Why did she save me? Is this a hallucination? Am I crazy and operate the system myself, but I fantasize about a woman coming to save me? ”