Twenty-seven years old this year, Adrian, who had been struggling for seven years in a star area far from order and mixed with fish and dragons, was suddenly called "classmate".
If this person was an old professor who had taught him, maybe he would feel moved. Unfortunately, this person is Zhong Yan, who is also twenty-seven years old. Yes, he opened his mouth and scolded: "Are you sick?"
Now that Zhong Yan is back in shape, he responded effortlessly: "Yes, I just took the medicine and I'm almost fine. Thank you for your humanitarian rescue. Can you pour me a glass of water? Or I can go out by myself."
Many years ago, when there was no class, Adrian went to watch several school debate competitions that Zhong Yan participated in. Zhong Yan's personal style is very obvious. He is an attacker and debater with four or two strokes, and he has always been in the second or third debate position. The debater in this position mainly participates in the attacking and defending session. At that time, he watched Zhong Yan Bafeng sitting on the table unmoved. When the other party was impassioned and blushing, his expression did not move at all, and it was always a calm lake. . When he speaks, even if he speaks very fast, he gives people a calm and calm feeling.
Strange to say, when the two of them were in the dormitory in private, Zhong Yan was much more lively and tender, but with a calm mask stabbing his opponent's vitals, Adrienne at that time Ann couldn't look away.
How obsessed I was with this person back then, now I feel how stupid I am.
Adrian intends to direct any subordinate to run errands, but unfortunately he didn't bring a few people over this trip, and now most of them are asleep. He suddenly stood up and went out with a bad face.
Adrian put the water glass heavily on the bedside cabinet, looked at Zhong Yan and said, "I just remembered that when you were in the second grade, there was a debate on the pros and cons of artificial intelligence. You invited me to watch it."
Zhong Yan didn't know why he suddenly mentioned this, nodded and said: "Yes. In that round, I argued against the opponent three times, and in the end the opponent won. I remember, what's wrong?"
Adrian asked angrily: "Have you been planning to mislead me since then?"
It was only then that Zhong Yan realized that Adrian somehow remembered this incident, and thought of it as a carefully planned deception with ulterior motives.
"The topic and pros and cons of the school debate are only drawn half an hour before the opening. I have invited you every time I participate, but you are busy all day trying to form gangs for yourself. You have only been there a few times, and you just hit Can you blame me for taking up this topic?"
"At that time, you talked about how bad artificial intelligence was on stage. Isn't it very penetrating? I'm not as good at talking as you are, so what you say is not the same as what you do?"
"It was a debating competition." Zhong Yan frowned. "At that time, if I had drawn the square, I would have led the team to win. Don't be so naive, can you? The debate competition depends on the debaters' ability to express words and react on the spot. It doesn’t mean that the debater really agrees with the point of view they have drawn. I played well, it can only show that my debate level is high, and there is no other meaning.”
Adrian sneered and said, "I'm quite naive. I only know that you are performing on stage, and I never doubted that you are also performing off stage."
Zhong Yan's expression turned colder, and he said, "I don't."
"yes."
Denial is useless. Probably now he is an outright liar in Adrian's heart, the kind who is scheming and unscrupulous for his own power.
It's ok. Zhong Yan gripped the water glass tightly. It doesn't matter, it's right to think so, he was originally such a person.
Seeing that he was about to drink water, Adrian said coolly: "This glass of water is 300,000 yuan. For the sake of our friendship for so many years, I will give you a 12% discount, 360,000 yuan. Remember to give the money after drinking it." .”
Zhong Yan took a few sips slowly as if he hadn't heard, took a look at the cup, and said, "I don't have any money. These two sips are worth 40,000."
"What's the use of you only offering 40,000?" Adrian said violently, "You choose to refuse!"
"Impossible. I don't have three hundred and sixty thousand."
"Are you so poor that you can't even afford 360,000 yuan?" Adrian sneered, "The annual salary of the dead salary of the senators is not only 400,000 yuan, not to mention your various benefits, and the gray income is Your income is big—don’t tell me you don’t have it, I don’t believe that people with clean hands and feet can be promoted as fast as you, and you said it yourself, there are no clean members.”
It was very late at night, and Zhong Yan was a little sleepy. Since there was no surveillance here, it was rare for him to relax, and he didn't bother to maintain his image. He drank the glass of water that was said to be worth 300,000 yuan in one gulp, and simply said shamelessly: "No money. I want Go to sleep."
As he spoke, he pulled the coat over his head and forcibly ended the conversation.
Adrian also left the consulting room after watching him fall asleep peacefully, and locked the door from the outside. He was lying on the bed in his own room, his heart was in a turmoil, and he couldn't fall asleep no matter what—probably only a ruthless person like Zhong Yan could sleep peacefully after so many things happened. He used the terminal to check the news for a while, and found that Fein really couldn’t be blamed. Almost all the relevant discussions under the graduation ceremony were suppressed by his and Zhong Yan’s marriage news. There are really not many articles about problems in schools and schools, and it won't take long to finish reading them.
He simply got up again and entered the monitoring room alone.
Because only a few officers were traveling, and no one was left on duty in the monitoring room at night, Adrian manually opened the monitoring of a room that was just closed with the highest authority.
He didn't know what he wanted to do, but fortunately, no one was around, and he didn't need to explain what he was doing to others.
Can't sleep anyway. He convinced himself in this way, in case Zhong Yan pretended to be asleep, what action would he actually take? After all, he was the one who brought the "enemy" into his warship, so he should be in charge of it...
The surveillance screen resumed, and Adrian paused with a lazy expression.
Zhong Yan was actually pretending to be asleep. The chair that was originally placed in the corner, the chair he sat on just now, was pulled to the side of the bed by Zhong Yan, and now he is sitting on it, apparently in a daze.
What is he going to do if he doesn't sleep most of the night? Adrian watched the picture closely. Could it be that Zhong Yan carried a small eavesdropping device on his body and was going to find a place to install it? But he forcibly brought her back, and he didn't feel that Zhong Yan had anticipated this situation.
Is that going to modify the wreckage of the camera to use it as a wiretapping device? But Zhong Yan's major is far from electronics and machinery, he doesn't think Zhong Yan has the ability to restore the equipment that has been crushed by him with his bare hands.
After a while, Zhong Yan finally moved, and Adrian was sitting upright, when Zhong Yan started...folding clothes.
Fold Adrian's jacket.
His method of folding clothes was really procrastinating, pulling here and patting there, it took a full two minutes to fold an ordinary coat, and the finished product had no edges or corners at all, and looked limp. If any recruit folded his clothes like this during the inspection of recruit training, Adrian would be beaten all over his head.
But Zhong Yan himself obviously didn't think how invisible the stacked clothes were. He put the clothes on the bed, picked up the wreckage of the camera beside the bed and looked at it over and over again, with a puzzled expression on his face, it seemed that I didn't see any tricks, so I had to put it back on the clothes and let it rest in peace.
After doing these inexplicable things, he went to the bathroom, and when he came out again, Adrian thought, this time he must be going to sleep.
But he didn't. Instead, he sat down on the chair again, staring blankly at the folded clothes. After a while, he took off his slippers and slowly curled up on the chair, wrapping his hands around his legs, burying his head in his knees, shrinking became a group.
Zhong Yan, who valued image more than anything else, thought that this closed consulting room was absolutely isolated from the outside world, and for the first time showed a side that even Adrian had never seen before—a fragile, slumped, powerless posture.
Adrian stared at the curled up man for a long time, with a complicated expression, and sat in the monitoring room all night.
"Referring to... Commander?"
Early in the morning, the Second Lieutenant of the Military Supply Department who walked into the monitoring room was startled by the people sitting here, "Why are you here? Did something happen on the ship?"
His military rank is not high, and he was not originally invited by the school, but he also graduated from the highest institution. Three years ago, he followed Adrian's example and announced in public that he would serve for the Na'vi Military Region, which caused a little sensation at the time. Now he has also become Adrian's confidant, and was brought along by Adrian as an entourage.
All the ranks on this ship were higher than him, so he was temporarily in charge of watching the monitoring work.
"Coming?" Adrian looked at him normally and greeted him.
"Uh, here it is... are you okay?" He asked frightened. I took a look at the monitoring area, except that the monitoring in the consulting room that was asked to be turned off last night was still turned off, and nothing abnormal was found.
But the commander is definitely not normal. Normally, he would definitely speak with a smile, but now he looks indifferent.
"It's okay, I got up early. You are busy - the closed clinic monitoring does not need to be turned on."
After Adrian finished his orders, he waved his hand and left the monitoring room. He knocked on Fein's door meaningfully, pushed the door open and went in.
"Damn—what's the matter with you?" Finn hadn't gotten up yet, and he grabbed the quilt to cover his chest indiscriminately, pretending to be frightened, "Are you going to rape (harmony) me?"
Adrian tore off his quilt, "I won't do it if you give me money. Get up quickly."
Fein complained, and Adrian said: "Later, you drive Zhong Yan back to his spaceship, and tell the outside world that I am in the car. Go over and negotiate with him about liquidated damages."
Finn was rinsing his mouth. Hearing this, he almost choked to death. He coughed and said, "I'll send it back?! Come on, he didn't like me when he was in school! What if I don't come back?"
"On the entire warship, you and the medical officer know he's here. The medical officer doesn't know him, and his self-protection ability is not strong. Who will you send if you don't?"
"Only two people know?" Finn pointed angrily, "Aren't you human?"
Adrian stopped talking nonsense, and ordered briefly: "Go and deliver."
Finn struggled for the last time: "It's better to let him cover his head and you carry him out? He is a member of the Supreme Council. What if he spy on the internal structure of our warship?"
Adrian said coldly: "This warship is a standard federal small-scale high-equipped warship. What's there to spy on?"
Finn is angry. He told Adrian seven or eight years ago that Zhong Yan seemed to be very hostile to him. The few times they ate together, every time Adrian was present, it was okay, but when he was not—such as going to the bathroom or something - Fein and Zhong Yan were chatting normally, but Zhong Yan ignored him, and would give him a cold look when he talked too much, which made Fein very confused.
At that time, Adrian said that he was too sensitive, and Zhong Yan was just more indifferent to strangers.
... Should have brought Adrian over here to see what's going on! He operated the bridge with his stomach in his stomach, and Zhong Yan sat in the back seat without saying a word, contacting someone, probably his accompanying assistant. Just now he asked someone to sit in the second seat, but Zhong Yan opened the door of the back seat directly as if he didn't hear it.
Although the other party ignored him, Finn felt that it was necessary to explain the situation. He pretended to cough and said to himself: "This, Adrian asked me to give it to you. You know, after all, I am His best friend at school, more familiar with the situation, the medical officer he doesn't…”
"Sorry." Zhong Yan interrupted.
Finn was taken aback. This was the first time Zhong Yan spoke after he went to the consultation room to pick him up. Zhong Yan said calmly: "It is recognized by the entire Federation that the commander-in-chief of the current Na'vi military region is my best friend in school days. How did it become you?"