After class, Ye Pei and Mondrian were discussing something in the lab. Seeing Qi Yan coming in, Ye Pei waved and said, "Qi Yan, come quickly!"
Obviously, after a good night's sleep, both of them no longer looked like they were on the verge of sudden death.
Qi Yan walked closer: "What's wrong?"
Mondrian asked, "Do you want to celebrate together tonight?"
Ye Pei was full of energy: "After successfully destroying the enemy's conspiracy, a celebration banquet for future scientific researchers!"
She counted to Qi Yan, "Me, Mondrian, and the two teams of the Roentgen Second Prize, one from Bergson College, and one from the First Military Academy. If you want to go, there will be six of us!"
Qi Yan did not answer, but looked at Lu Fenghan first.
Ye Pei and Mondrian were both puzzled about the meaning of Qi Yan's action, but Lu Fenghan understood it somewhat - because there were people from the First Military Academy participating, so he came to ask for his opinion
Lu Fenghan didn't think he was overthinking. He found it interesting that although he was a little confused, he seemed to know a lot.
Lu Fenghan raised the corner of his eyelids under Qi Yan's gaze: "I'll follow you, you can go wherever you want."
He thought that if Qi Yan was willing, he could indeed hang out with his friends more often. What should he do if he was bored and unhappy every day, either staying at school or at home
Ye Pei on the side suddenly realized that Qi Yan was asking the bodyguard for his opinion on whether he could go and whether it was safe.
After imagining a lot of thrilling plots, Ye Pei felt that his invitation was a bit rash.
After hearing what Lu Fenghan said, Qi Yan nodded and said, "I'll go too."
The gathering was set at a restaurant near the Sky Diamond Plaza. Several people asked for a private room. Sitting on the chairs, they could look up and see the entire dazzling galaxy arranged by the holographic projection on the dome.
The girl from Bergson College is called Bo Lan. She is the girl with short black hair who led the team to the stage to return the trophy. She is expressing her feelings after watching the film:
"It makes sense that the Diamond Plaza is ranked in the top three of the 'Must-Visit List in Leto'! The fountain show is beautiful, and I heard that the show is different every day. I will definitely go to see it again before I leave Leto! But there are too many troubadours. I walked from the fountain to here and met five or six troubadours who were giving speeches."
Ye Pei still had her ponytail tied up high, and smiled, "The number of bards in the Sky Diamond Plaza exceeds the limit every day! I often worry that the words of those bards will bring the sculptures in the sculpture group next to them to life. For example, standing next to the statue of General Lu Jun, they advocate giving up the war and making peace with the rebels."
When Lu Fenghan heard the name "Lu Jun", his action of pouring water for Qi Yan paused for half a second.
He lowered his eyes and thought casually that Lu Jun should be relieved enough. He had been dead for almost twenty years, but there were still people who remembered him.
It’s worth dying.
The topic changed twice, and Bolan talked about his team's architecture for the competition. "Our college has never participated in the Roentgen Award. When I and my teammates were preparing for the later stage, I found that no matter how I calculated the time, I couldn't make it in time. At that time, I thought, let's give up."
Ye Pei listened carefully: "Then what?"
"Later, I accidentally discovered a model that Y God had previously opened up. I used it to replace the basic model we originally used, and the time required for that part was immediately reduced from six days to two days! We were able to catch up and submit our work one day before the deadline!"
Lu Fenghan didn’t quite understand what the basic models mentioned by Bo Lan were like, but he knew what “open source” was.
He simply remembered that when deciding to open source pvc93, Qi Yan had expressed his thoughts - he hoped that after it was open source, everyone who needed it could use it, and it would also be good if it could save a little time for a very small number of people.
Lu Fenghan had heard Y's name countless times, but had never seen Y in person, let alone Y's age, appearance, or experience.
But he thought, like y and prayer, perhaps the starting points were similar.
Benefit the world.
Bolan said: "I heard that your team of three people came up with the structure of the work in just five days? How did you do it?"
Ye Pei still has lingering fears when he thinks of those days: "It's almost the same. I decided to participate at the last minute. I almost died of sudden death from staying up all night!"
Mondrian pointed at the green shadow under his eyes and said, "I don't know how long it will take to dissipate."
The man from the First Military Academy was called Chagall. He was thin and not very strong, but the muscles on the half of his arm that was exposed were tight and well-proportioned. He was concentrating on his appetizers and looked up when he heard this: "Really it will take five days? You guys on the other side of the river, what kind of monsters are you!"
Ye Pei took the opportunity to ask his own question: "What's wrong with you guys? Didn't you never participate in the Roentgen Prize in previous years? Why did you suddenly participate this year?"
Chagall thought, I was training before, who knew the prize money of the Roentgen Prize was so high? The first prize is 500,000 star coins! 500,000! If you knew it before, would you have been the first loser in the alliance and would have been able to show off and contract it for several years
He sighed quietly, feeling that the bonuses from previous years were like water poured into the river outside the school gate, washed away in the blink of an eye!
My heart hurts so much!
But he couldn't say these things, especially to the people across the river, otherwise where would he put his face? So he answered half-truthfully: "I'm in the fourth grade, about to graduate, I got full marks in the simulated tactics class, and I have nothing to do in school, so I had to participate."
Lu Fenghan raised his eyelids and looked at Chagall.
I have already got full marks in the simulated tactics class in the first half of the fourth grade. I am barely okay. My physical fitness seems to be pretty good, and my mind is clear.
His thoughts stopped and Lu Fenghan laughed at himself. He was not at the front line, but he was still worried about the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force.
Chagall, on the other hand, was keenly aware of a sharp gaze and quickly looked over, but found no one was looking at him.
Is it an illusion
However, he couldn't help but look more at the man sitting next to Qi Yan.
When this man came in, he subconsciously raised his guard, a completely instinctive reaction. However, the other party only glanced at him lightly - he didn't pay any attention to him at all.
Chagall breathed a sigh of relief, yet inexplicably felt a little lost. He couldn't explain the origin of this emotion. Perhaps it was because this man looked very much like himself, or even much more powerful than himself.
But the other party ignored me.
After Chagall observed the man opposite him again and again, a light bulb went off in his head - I knew who he looked like!
Seeing Chagall's shocked expression, the spoon fell on the table with a "pop". Several people looked over. Bo Lan was surprised: "What's wrong with you?"
After asking, Chagall pointed at Lu Fenghan with trembling fingers, his eyes widened: "You-you-"
Lu Fenghan leaned back in his chair, quite interested: "Me what?"
Chagall finally said, "How come you look so much like Commander Lu!" After he started, he finally stopped stuttering, "I saw Commander Lu's photo in the school history book! You look like him!"
Lu Fenghan tapped his fingers twice on the table, thinking, I've only graduated for less than ten years, less than thirty, and I've already entered the school's history? Am I really that old
Ye Pei and the others were curious: "Who does he look like? Commander Lu?"
"An honorary graduate of our First Military Academy, now the commander-in-chief of the Southern Cross Region's frontline expeditionary force!" Chagall stared at Lu Fenghan, a little uncertain, "However, the images of current senior officers on the front line are kept confidential. For safety reasons, they are rarely made public. I have only seen photos in the school history books. At that time, Commander Lu had just come of age. Many years have passed, and his appearance must have changed."
Moreover, this man is Qi Yan's bodyguard. Not to mention the expeditionary force, he has nothing to do with the Southern Cross Region.
He sighed again: "It's been so long, and Commander Lu hasn't been found yet. He must be in danger."
Mondrian and the others also understood who Chagall was talking about. Although they both had the last name Lu, could a one-star brigadier general of the Alliance and the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force be a bodyguard
It's impossible even in a dream.
They just look alike.
After a brief silence, Bo Lan suggested: "Shall we touch?"
Several people raised their glasses in tacit understanding.
The wine glasses clinked together, and amid the crisp sound, Chagall spoke: "I hope Commander Lu is safe and not dead!"
Lu Fenghan, who was also holding a wine glass, felt particularly complicated.
After finishing the wine in his glass, Chagall could no longer stop talking: "As long as the military does not issue an obituary for Commander Lu, in my heart, Commander Lu is still alive!"
His eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. “You don’t know, Commander Lu is a legend in the First Military Academy! He was admitted as an exception at the age of fifteen. Fifteen years old! Not long after entering the school, he began his journey as a male god!
Do you know who got the highest score in the simulated tactics class of the First Military Academy? Over the years, countless people have tried to surpass him, but he is still the first! There are also Introduction to Thermal Weapons, Combat Command, Starship Operations, Individual Combat, and many more. The highest score in each course will be recorded by the system and everyone can see it. And the first row of these records is neatly lined up with the word "Lu"! "
Lu Fenghan rarely recalled his days at the First Military Academy.
At that time, I was very competitive and never hid my weaknesses. I wanted to tell everyone that I was the best. How crazy was I? I was so crazy that when I entered the records, I didn't even bother to write my full name. I just wrote "Lu" because I was not afraid that no one would know who I was.
As for those who have the same last name as me, please enter your full name honestly.
Now it seems that the First Military Academy is really getting worse with each generation. Its own records have been there for many years, but no one has broken them yet.
Chagall said excitedly: "When I was taking the simulated tactics class, I was eager to challenge the command record."
Ye Pei listened with great interest: "And then?"
"What else is there? Think about it, it's over, there's nothing else, we were completely defeated!" Chagall said, unwillingly but also in admiration. "I spent a week in the simulation cabin and still couldn't figure it out. Commander Lu was not yet an adult at the time, only seventeen years old? How on earth was he able to stop the rebels' lightning raid in just three hours when we were outnumbered by the enemy, outflank the enemy's rear, infiltrate the enemy's temporary base, and wipe out 72 enemy starships! All the invading enemies were killed and wounded, while our casualties were less than three digits!"
Mondrian and Bo Lan both exclaimed: "That sounds amazing!"
I don’t know if it’s because he saw Lu Fenghan’s extremely similar appearance, or because he drank, but Chagall clenched his fist on the table and his eyes suddenly turned red.
"You don't know. When the news of the great defeat on the front came back, we couldn't believe it. Brigadier General Lu, Commander Lu, he was like an iron wall standing on the front line. We never thought that one day he would fall. We didn't believe it! He almost never lost a battle, but this time, the whole army was wiped out! No one survived!"
His voice was choked with sobs, and filled with anger and confusion. "The professor at school said that this is not just a war, but also politics. Okay, I don't understand. Why should soldiers be responsible for politics with their lives on the battlefield?"
Lu Fenghan held the wine glass between his fingers, his eyes deep.
Yes, soldiers are on the battlefield, why should they be responsible for politics with their lives
He took his brothers to the war, but none of them survived except himself.
All turned into wandering souls floating in the universe.
It can't be found again.
I swallowed a mouthful of wine, and even though the alcohol content was not high, it burned my throat.
Lu Fenghan approached Qi Yan and whispered, "I'll be out for a while."
Qi Yan looked at him for a few seconds and nodded: "Yeah."
At the end of the corridor was an extended platform, from which one could see the bright lights of the whole city. In the cold wind, Lu Fenghan was upset and wanted to take a cigarette, but then he remembered that he didn't have one, so he had to give up.
Just then Vincent called.
Lu Fenghan took a few seconds before answering: "Go ahead."
Vincent seemed to have installed a detector and knew it as soon as he heard it: "Commander, who made you unhappy?"
"No."
"You worked as my adjutant for three years for nothing? If you snort, I know whether you are angry or sarcastic." Vincent did not accept Lu Fenghan's disparagement of his professional qualities.
With his back against the cold wall, Lu Fenghan looked into the distance. The light reflected in his eyes, but it failed to soften the ice in the slightest: "What's the matter?"
Vincent didn't dare to say any more nonsense, fearing that he would really annoy the other person, so he quickly got to the point: "Have you read the front-page headline of the Leto Daily?"
Lu Fenghan thought of Klimo's words "warmongering" and became even more angry: "I saw it."
"After the first major defeat on the front line and your death, many voices emerged within the military, saying that General Nie was too aggressive and too eager for success. However, the expeditionary force was still powerful at that time, so these voices existed, but not loudly."
Lu Feng replied in a cold voice: "After the second defeat, those people will jump out again?"
"That's right. This time the expeditionary force retreated to York, and the rebels advanced a long way, suffering heavy losses. You know, not only did they give up planets and several mining planets, but they also lost starships and used bombs, artillery, and barrels. When calculated, it was a huge sum of star coins. If you take it all in, the Alliance hasn't spent so much money in many years.
The Ministry of Finance refused to do anything, saying that the military budget was too high and that they could not afford it. Klimauer's lackeys accused General Nie of being too arrogant and underestimating the enemy's strength. The two consecutive defeats and the death of the commander-in-chief were all General Nie's own fault.
"So you're bringing up Crimo's argument again? Take it slow?" Lu Fenghan lowered his eyes and sneered, "Do you really think of the rebels as brothers and sisters? When the rebels were firing at us and sniping at the blacklist, why didn't they care about the brotherhood?"
He was silent for two seconds, then spoke without any context: "I can't lose a third time."
After three consecutive defeats, not to mention whether ordinary people would regard the rebels as invincible enemies, the soldiers on the front line would also begin to doubt victory.
"Yes, they lost twice. General Nie Huaiting's faction was constantly removed, and the peace faction took over one after another. The military was almost one-sided. As for the other four-star general, you know that he insisted on neutrality and never wavered. He didn't speak in every meeting as if he was asleep."
After a pause, Vincent pondered over what Lu Fenghan had just said, and was shocked: "Commander, you don't want to show up, do you? Hold on, now is not the time to show up! Once you show up, you will be a glaring target. Not every time will you be as lucky as last time!"
Vincent became more and more anxious as he spoke, "Believe it or not, if you say that Lu Fenghan is not dead, you will be dead within 72 hours!"
How could Lu Fenghan not know
The conflict between the pro-war and pro-peace factions was well known to everyone, and they fought fiercely. Nie Huaiting was once Lu Jun's comrade-in-arms, and Lu Fenghan was a heavy chess piece that Nie Huaiting had deployed on the front line, a killer move against the rebels.
If he shows up, who knows how many people's interests will be affected overnight.
He only has one life, which is not enough to die.
But... I'm not willing to give up.
He was unwilling to see countless lives taken away silently by an explosion on the front line, while he could only offer a glass of wine to them from Leto, across countless light years.
The more Vincent thought about it, the more anxious he became, fearing that Lu Fenghan would not be able to resist the impulse: "Be calm, think twice before you act, that's what you taught me!"
At this time, the glass door behind Lu Fenghan opened. He turned around when he heard the noise and saw Qi Yan coming over.
He put a cigarette to Lu Fenghan's lips, and waited for the cigarette butt to be bitten. Then Qi Yan picked up a metal lighter and with a "click", the fire lit up for a moment in the darkness and then went out again.
The bright light revealed Lu Fenghan’s tense jaw.
Lu Fenghan inhaled the cigarette and a light smoke spread out.
Looking down at Qi Yan in front of him, Lu Fenghan couldn't tell what the flavor of the cigarette was for a moment.
After cutting off communication with Vincent, the sharpness in Lu Fenghan's eyes remained, his features were deep, and he was surrounded by a layer of intimidating cold and fierce aura.
The two of them got close, and Lu Fenghan pinched Qi Yan's chin with his rough fingers. His voice was cold because of the cigarettes, "Did you buy cigarettes specially for me?"
The movements were less casual than usual and more firm, but the force was still controlled very lightly.
Qi Yan indulged his actions, did not struggle, and replied: "Well, you said that this can help you calm down quickly."
Their eyes met, and Lu Fenghan felt that what he was twisting under his fingers was like the frost and snow accumulated on the plum branches in the early morning of winter, rich and refreshing.
For a moment, the molten depression was suppressed back under the rock layers.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
I don’t know if it was because of the cigarette or because of this person.
In the silence, he heard Qi Yan whisper again: "I feel that you are very sad, so I want to comfort you."