After the song was sung, the auditorium burst into thunderous applause.

Shang Lu was depressed when he stepped down, he was anxious to look around for a toilet, and when he didn't find it, he took advantage of the fact that it was dark outside, ran out, crossed the road and hid under a tree to pee wild at the roots.

A soak of urine, steaming, menacing, the snow melted everywhere, rushing out of the small trench, as the hydrostatic pressure in the bladder gradually decreased, the full of worries seemed to be discharged together, he was slowly emptying, Shang Lu sighed with satisfaction, shook the belt of his trousers twice, and leisurely watched the white water vapor exhaled from his mouth and nose swirling and dissipating.

"Superintendent?"

Shang Lu's hands shook, his body stiffened, and he subconsciously lifted his pants, as if he had been shot.

"Supervisor...... Superintendent?"

Someone called him from behind, and his tone was slightly hesitant, Shang Lu slowly turned around and saw Shen Jiang standing across the road wrapped in a thick coat.

Shang Lu waved her hand awkwardly, but fortunately, the light outside was dim, and she couldn't see what she was doing clearly.

Shen Jiang's eyes lit up.

The two squatted down on the stairs at the entrance of the auditorium, shrunken and swooped, and the girl's first sentence choked Shang Lu:

"Are you peeing there?"

"I'm ......" Shang Lu thought for a long time, and found a reason that didn't seem too outrageous, "I just saw a big black bird in the tree, and I was watching the bird there."

"Where are the birds?" Shen Jiang probe.

"It's flown away." Shang Lu said.

Faintly, there were warm cheers and applause in the auditorium behind him, I don't know which department was on the stage again, Shang Lu turned his head and glanced at it, the door was brightly lit, the crimson lanterns were hung high, and the words of the Spring Festival couplets were written freely and freely, 151 There must be no such calligraphy masters in 151, most of them were sent from the rear, on the one hand, they were more than old years, and on the other hand, they were prosperous every year to welcome the new year, all of which were good words.

People in several departments have been busy for a few months for tonight's play, the importance can be seen, the Spring Festival is the most important festival in the modern human world, followed by Qingming, the society after the collapse of the comprehensive shutdown, has not recovered until now, the traditional festival in this atmosphere but gradually occupies its due position, at a loss young people do not know how to build a mature society, can only start from the tradition, from Laba to the end of the Lantern Festival, a Spring Festival can be a long time.

"What if the angel takes advantage of this opportunity?" Shang Lu asked.

"Do what you have to do." Shen Jiang said, "If there is no system on holidays, the base commander and political commissar will stand guard on Chinese New Year's Eve."

Maintaining a state of readiness during the holidays is a lesson learned from human warfare, and this habit continues, but the angels will not care about it, they will not understand the reason why certain days are so important in human society, and for the angels, it may be the same every second from the Big Bang onwards.

Shen Jiang and Shang Lu chatted without a match, she didn't say what she was going to do when she chased it out, anyway, she didn't want to go back to watch the show, the girl stood up and stomped her feet when it was cold, she folded a small wooden stick to write and draw on the snow, squatted in front of Shang Lu and told him some basic common sense related to angels - for example, the long-range force in the four-dimensional space no longer follows the inverse square ratio, for example, it is difficult to form a large structure in the four-dimensional space, so angels are actually very small things, For example, the measurement of the four-dimensional manifold can never be actively detected by humans, but there is a way to estimate it - Shang Lu listened and focused his attention on the other party's eyebrows, Shen Jiang lowered his head and spoke so seriously, his carefully groomed forehead hair fell down, and swayed slightly with her movements.

Taking advantage of the fact that the other party didn't pay attention, Shang Lu's gaze became a little bolder, he looked at Shen Jiang's white forehead, his eyebrows and eyes converged like undulating distant mountains, and there was still a shiny makeup in the corners of his eyes.

No matter from which point of view, Shen Jiang is a unique girl, she is one of the few geniuses in the human world, a hero who drives a giant machine to defend all mankind, she can stand on the stage and sing Wang Feng's songs, she can tell you about Guangxiang and Riemann geometry, she is also very good-looking.

"Superintendent!" Shen Jiang suddenly raised his head, Shang Lu was caught off guard, and looked at her in the right eye.

Shang Lu subconsciously after

Leaning on her back, she kept a safe distance in the other party's beautiful but powerful aura, but Shen Jiang didn't let him go, she maintained a stare posture, and her eyes gradually revealed a curious look.

Shen Jiang asked the old question again:

"Superintendent, did you say we'd met before?"

"I've seen it before." Shang Lu was confused, "On the stage."

"I mean a long time ago, a long, long time ago." Shen Jiang's statement became more and more strange, "I always think you are a little familiar......

"Sister, aren't you face blind?"

"Face blindness is right, face blindness allows me to be undisturbed by my facial features and appearance, and directly gain insight into the deepest essence." Shin Jiang always has his own logic, "You have a familiar smell in you."

"It's the smell of dumplings in the cafeteria, I ate a big bowl tonight, and my mouth smells like leeks." Shang Lu sighed, "I don't believe you smell it."

Shen Jiang immediately showed disgust, and she slapped Shang Lu away, "Get away!"

Shang Lu also felt that his body was cold, he got up and stomped his feet in a circle, and said to Shen Jiang:

"Leader, I think familiarity may be an illusion given to you by the brain, human memory is unreliable, the brain will create a lot of non-existent things out of thin air to fill in the gaps, some are things that appear in dreams, and some are things that are heard from other people's eyes, and they are pieced together by the brain as your own, and you haven't actually seen me."

"Maybe you've seen it in a previous life?"

"I haven't seen it in my previous life." Shang Lu said.

"Don't talk as if you've really lived through a past life." Shen Jiang took out the frozen chocolate from his coat pocket, raised his head and handed it to him, "Huh, cold, right? Warm up with some sugar."

Shang Lu took the chocolate and unpacked it and took a bite, it was still drunk, Shen Jiang was right, his limbs were almost numb after staying in the snow for a long time, if it wasn't for the time he coveted to be alone with Shen Jiang, he would have gone back to the warm auditorium, but compared to sticking to his beautiful and powerful sister, what is the cold point?

Shang Lu feels that it is difficult for normal people not to be attracted by Shen Jiang's charm, whether male or female, she is the type of male and female killing, with a super high IQ, decisive action, courage and resourcefulness, and can kill angels, it's just amazing, and even gives you chocolates to eat, who can refuse such a sister?

Eating a piece of chocolate from a beautiful sister in the snowy winter, it was as warm as the pee just sprinkled in the crotch of the pants, all the way to the soles of the feet.

"If you eat my stuff, you have to help ***...... Here, Superintendent, do me a favor." Shen Jiang sat on the steps, lowered her head, brushed her hair to reveal her slender neck, took out a syringe from her bag, held it high, and handed it to Shang Lu, "Help me get an injection, can you see the interface?"

A thin disposable glass syringe, sealed, with a viscous transparent liquid inside, Shang Lu flicked it lightly with his fingers.

"PDMA-PAAM injection." Shen Jiang explained, "In Chinese, it is called polydopamine methacrylamide-polyacrylamide gel injection, which is a stabilizer of the iEEG-BCI system, and it needs to be injected every once in a while."

Shang Lu sat next to Shen Jiang, he could see the interface on the back of the girl's neck, not so much the interface, but the wound that had been open and could not be healed, the wound that was modified by chips, microelectronic structures, metal and plastic shells, Shang Lu looked at the black interface embedded in the flesh and blood, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and he couldn't help but shiver.

[The problem of slow update of new chapters is in the can.]

Hands and feet are cold." Shang Lu replied, "My roommate said I had this problem."

"Then don't touch me with your hands." Shen Jiang tilted his head and stroked his hair with one hand, so close that Shang Lu seemed to be able to smell the faint fragrance in the collar.

Shang Lu inserted the syringe into the back of Shen Jiang's head and slowly pushed the stabilizer in, the girl frowned, and kept hissing for cool air, and the goosebumps on her back were trembling slightly.

"This thing is colder than your hands."

When Shen Jiang raised his head again, his face was pale, he was out of breath, two lines of bright red nosebleeds hung on his lips, Shang Lu subconsciously reached out to touch her face, Shen Jiang was dizzy, and he didn't have time to block him.

"Hey ......"

When Shen Jiang reacted, Shang Lu had already retracted his hand, he twisted the blood on his fingertips, Shen Jiang wanted to say something, but saw Shang Lu's expression and stopped, she said that she was blind in her face so she could see the essence without being disturbed by her facial features, it was not a lie, she could accurately perceive that the young man in front of her was sinking inch by inch, cold, like the urine sprinkled in the crotch of his pants in the winter after it was cold, all the way to the soles of his feet.

Shang Lu's eyes were complicated, he hated something, and he made up some kind of determination, it was an aggressive look, as if he was going to hit someone head-on, and hit him in the head.