Different from the gray pullover dressing up all the time, A Chong was wearing a military uniform at this time, looking heroic from a distance, carrying the rank of lieutenant on his shoulders, did not seem to recognize Zi Yang, and rubbed with him indifferently. When the two shoulders were parallel, Zi Yang faintly felt a slight sway in his pocket.
At this moment, more and more people were going to the cafeteria for food, A Chong was drowned in the crowd all at once, and Zi Yang continued walking calmly. Lao Wang focused his eyes on the female soldiers wearing military uniforms with tall chests around him. He didn't pay attention to men or something.
Back to the dormitory, Pharaoh was knocking around the room, Zi Yang looked at him suspiciously, Pharaoh's face was full of expressions but he didn't say a word, and he winked and conveyed a message to Zi Yang—this guy is looking for Bug.
Zi Yang shook his head and sighed inwardly. You haven't even seen what a bug looks like. You're looking for a fart.
Xiao Hei still lowers his head to play PSP, this autistic child has a world of his own.
PSP was "borrowed" from Jin Guoqiang because Pharaoh was too boring.
Zi Yang turned his back to the door, standing in front of the window with his hands hanging down, looking outside, slowly taking out a note from his pocket, and seeing a round face drawn with simple lines on the note paper, eyes Use X instead of mouth and mouth.
There was a warm feeling in Zi Yang's heart, and a knowing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I won't say even if I killed him", this was an agreement made by the two friends to deal with the teacher.
Two days later, Professor Zhang came, accompanied by A Chong in a uniform, accompanied by a hospital leader.
The professor still has a kind and courteous smile. It has been a few months since the last time Qinhan Village was goodbye. Seeing each other again seems like a lifetime.
Lao Wang and A Chong were close, "Boy, I didn't expect you to have a military position." A Chong didn't want to pay attention to him at all, and stood straight behind the professor in a standard military posture. Lao Wang's hot face pressed a cold butt, and awkwardly took an empty teacup to drink.
Everyone is old acquaintance, and it was a simple greeting as usual. The professor asked a few regular questions, how did the body recover? Is it a eating habit? Do you need anything...
Zi Yang responded cautiously, "OK", "OK", "No."
It was Lao Wang who complained unceremoniously over there, the buns in the cafeteria were too hard, the bed was too soft, the room was too small, the light was not good enough... Don't treat the professor as an outsider.
The professor smiled and nodded, and then said to Zi Yang, "I just got here today, and I have to deal with something next. You guys have a good rest, and I will visit you again when I have time." Then he nodded with Achong and left. Get out.
Watching the professor's back, Lao Wang shouted narcissistically at the door: "Walk slowly, I won't give it away. Come and play again when I have time."
When the door was closed, he glanced at the guard, and a proud expression was beyond words. Did you see it? There are people on Lao Tzu...
Back in the dormitory, I kept slamming, "It's a shame, such a big leader came to visit us personally, and he is so approachable."
Zi Yang's heart is full of countless questions. He found that A Chong had been very serious in front of the professor, and even a little nervous-following him since childhood, he is also a lifesaver, shouldn't he be the same as father and son? Thinking of the warning note, I couldn't help being more careful about the professor's visit.
In the afternoon, a few guards suddenly came and took away their luggage and bedding without any explanation. Pharaoh thought he was going to send them into horns, but he walked tremblingly for a long time before realizing that he was moving them to the opposite hotel building. . The room is bigger, still a large and one small suite; the bed is also Simmons, the bed is soft and hard to sleep, much better than the high and low bed; the light is sufficient, the whole wall is full of floor-to-ceiling windows. It seems to be used to entertain senior cadres.
Lao Wang stammered excitedly, "This, this, this, the professor is too polite, I just said that."
"Hey, brother, do you smoke? Don't you smoke? I don't smoke either."
"Oh, little comrade, thank you for your leadership later."
Several soldiers had serious expressions, neatly packed their hands and feet, and walked away neatly.
Lao Wang lay down on the sofa comfortably, and shouted, "Lao Li, I want to sleep in a bed by myself. I don't want to squeeze with Xiao Hei anymore. It's so comfortable. I suddenly don't want to leave. Live here like this."
Zi Yang ignored him, standing in front of the French windows, looking at the crowd coming and going below, thinking about his thoughts. Although I lived in a higher class, there were still guards watching at the door.
Lao Wang sighed and said, "Unfortunately, the waiters here are all young men. Why are there no waitresses? The state of the army with many men and women should be changed..."
In the evening, the guard knocked on the door and came in to pass a message that someone wanted to see Zi Yang.
Zi Yang followed the guards to a small room, which was probably a separate office. The room was very simple, a simple camp bed, a filing cabinet, and a long table stacked with documents and cases. Sitting behind the table is Professor Zhang with reading glasses. I was looking down and writing something on the file.
He looked up and saw Zi Yang coming in, and quickly waved to give up his seat, "Come in, sit down and sit down."
Then said to the guard, "Little comrade, thank you."
The guard saluted, closed the door and went out.
Watching Ziyang sit down, the professor asked, "Will you drink tea?"
Zi Yang shook his head.
The professor sat obliquely behind the long table, only half of his face was exposed under the light of the desk lamp, and the other half of his face was half bright and half dark in the dim light. Holding a steaming tea cup in both hands, rubbing it back and forth, "The weather in the Northwest is really unbearable. It's so cold at night, my old bones can't stand it."
Zi Yang responded with a smile.
Professor: "I borrowed this office from a colleague from the hospital. They originally had a special office, but I think our relationship can be regarded as acquaintances... It's better to be casual."
Zi Yang looked around for a while, and felt a sense of deja vu in his heart.
The professor took a sip of the tea and put the teacup on the table, still sitting diagonally, gently turning the teacup with one hand.
"About the situation, Director Jin has communicated with you before, right?"
Zi Yang was startled. Is Jin Guoqiang's remarks acting on orders? Or does it mean that their chat content is still monitored after all
Before Zi Yang could understand, the professor continued: "I am looking for you today, mainly to talk about your experience of this expedition."
Zi Yang looked at the toes under the table and said: "Someone called us a few days ago. Lao Wang and I have already reported the specific situation to the above, and they also made a transcript."
The professor nodded and said, "Well, I've seen it. But it's not detailed enough. I hope you can tell me the whole story of the expedition."
"Don't be nervous, I'm here to help you this time. The things you have encountered this time are a bit tricky. It may involve state secrets. If you don't handle it properly..."
Without saying the following, he paused for a while and continued, "Actually, you are just an attaché in this archeology, and it has nothing to do with you. I believe you also don't know anything about Alexander and their real purpose."
Zi Yang nodded, resting both hands on the chair, trying to avoid contact with Professor Zhang in his eyes.
Professor Zhang said, "I have always appreciated you young people, and I want to find opportunities to communicate with you more. Young people are so courageous and impulsive, they will make some wrong decisions in order to protect their friends. This is understandable, but in the face of big troubles. , Still have to think clearly."
Zi Yang was silent.
"You have to understand that this world is very complicated and the environment is cruel. Many things are not what you imagined. Don't stop your future because of impulse."
"Don't worry, you are A Chong's friend. I always treat A Chong as my own child. I will try my best to protect you... You know how powerful I am."
Zi Yang nodded, "We have already explained the incident. It was really an accident. Alexander got lost in the desert..." He looked at the professor's hand mechanically, and was involuntarily attracted by his turning the teacup.
Professor Zhang said kindly, "Don't worry, you tell me the details of what happened, so I can help you-don't miss a single detail."
Zi Yang leaned back on the chair and slowly said: "That night, after we broke up with the professor, we drove overnight in the desert. I found that we had deviated from the course, and Alexander had gone in the wrong direction..."
Zi Yang gradually recalled everything that happened after that day in his mind. Since he was out of danger, he has never recalled his previous experience. At this time, the scene of the night resurfaced in his mind like the picture, and his mouth involuntarily portrayed the situation at that time. Coming out, talking, suddenly a white light flashed in my mind... Zi Yang suddenly lost consciousness.