Chapter 79
With the help of professionals sought by An Jing, he successfully erased all traces of Lu Chao and transformed the cyber data man into his own appearance.
When I opened my eyes again, it had become a safe place.
Of course, his personality is still very similar to Lu Chao.
"Why did you make me like this?" Poor Lu Chao, oh no, An Jing, was jumping up and down in anger, shouting: "Pervert! Narcissist! I have my own face, why are you doing this to me?!"
"Your true identity needs to be kept secret," An Jing made an excuse, though his motivation was certainly for Lu Chao. He replied, "You're from Xia Country, and your family is involved in political secrets. If you have any common sense, you should know that the fluorescent disease is closely related to your family. If you stay at the Blue Continent Base with your real face, then I'll send you."
"Don't get excited. There's no point rolling around on the spot. Hey, hey! Anyway, you have no physical body and can't touch my furniture. I'm really impressed. If I hadn't told you your family's story, you might not even know it." An Jing said as he looked at Mr. Lu who was jumping around to vent his emotions.
However, An Jing crossed his legs, resting his chin on his hand as he studied him. A bold plan flashed through his mind. He said, "I'll just tell you to be quiet. How about we be twin brothers? Don't worry, my family has some connections, and I'll protect you. Because—you're the surprise and the joy in my plan."
"What?" Lu Chao was stunned. He turned around and asked, "What exactly do you want me to do?"
"First, I want you to hide your true identity." An Jing said, "Especially in front of Bai Tiao. I always feel that her relationship with your mother Liang Chen is not as good as she says."
"Why do you keep making demands?" Lu Chao scolded, "I want to own the physical body."
"Is it necessary?" An Jing laughed dryly, "Aren't you afraid that I, a twin, might have inappropriate thoughts about you? If you do...oh, what, you want to run away?"
"..." Lu Chao spread his hands and squatted down on the spot, feeling helpless.
"I actually do sympathize with you." An Jing looked at him, withdrawn, and reached out to pat his shoulder, but couldn't. He whispered, "Your mother is dead, your father's whereabouts are unknown, and you yourself have no physical body. You can only exist as this digital life. It's like you're already dead. When I talk to you now, isn't it like I'm talking to an AI?"
"I'm not AI!!" Lu Chao seemed very angry.
"Okay, okay, if it's not, then it's not." This made An Jing happy. The living person was so energetic that it gave the lonely teacher the rare feeling of having friends.
"Help me return to Xia Country." An Jing looked him straight in the eye and took out a cigarette from his pocket. "I'm being honest with you. I'm the son of a powerful official, but I have a strange feeling that the Blue Continent Base isn't a place to stay for long, so I want to get out."
"Just get a passport and go," Lu Chao replied, then turned sharply and said, "You're the son of an official... How high up is your official rank?"
"Currently, my father is in charge of this Blue Continent base," An Jing replied. "Do you understand geography? The Blue Continent submarine base is very close to Xia Country. It's like an island, an island on the seabed. Don't you think that's a little strange?"
"Your status is special, so you can't use conventional methods. You want to completely break free from your father's influence and get ashore." Lu Chao understood immediately and replied, "Then how do you think I can help you?"
"The breakthrough may lie with Teacher Bai Tiaobai." An Jing held his chin in his hand, pacing on the spot, and replied, "Of course, I'm just guessing. Since you're the son of an old friend, she gave you to me so easily, as if it was because of my special status. It makes me feel like she's selling her official position for fame and fortune."
"..." Lu Chao, whose face had turned into An Jing's, looked incredulous.
"What's with that expression?" An Jing pursed his lips, staring at his own face and feeling uncomfortable with that expression.
"You sound like a good person." Lu Chao smiled, "But you strike me as a bastard."
"Tsk." An Jing brushed his hair and put on his shoes. He said, "I'm going out for dinner. See you tonight."
"..." Lu Chao didn't answer, but just looked at her with resentment.
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An Jing went downstairs and put his car keys in his pocket. When he saw the dented front of the Shadow Light, he remembered what happened on the day he broke up with Song Zhishu.
Let's go back to Chapter 77. On that day, An Jing, who was driving a luxury car nonchalantly, found a small pink card in the car. He immediately lost his defense and accidentally crashed into a green military vehicle.
A young man came down from above and bowed deeply to him. "I'm sorry, classmate! I didn't mean to do that. We were just in a hurry to get to the school to give our speech. Can you please leave me your contact information? I'll compensate you when the time comes!"
"I'm not a student, I'm a teacher," An Jing added. He looked at the passenger seat in the car. He couldn't quite make out the face, but he could vaguely see a star on his shoulder.
What was his name? The major invited by the Political Academy to give a military speech?
"Well, are you Bian Lu?" An Jing looked at the ID photo on the account's avatar.
What a fate it is to encounter this.
The young man smiled and took a few photos at the back of the car, then replied, "They are not my condoms."
TT chat software is also jokingly called "condom" by netizens.
The young man scratched his head helplessly and explained, "Um, really, I'm so sorry. Our major was worried about being late, so he urged me a few words. I was so nervous that I accidentally..."
"You get nervous when I urge you. Is your major so fierce?" An Jing found it amusing and sent a voice message to Bian Lu, saying, "Mr. Bian, don't worry. Students from the School of Political Science usually arrive about ten or twelve minutes late. You don't have to worry about being late."
The young man raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw it.
An Jing took back the folding bracelet and turned to get in the car.
As the Shadow Light drove away, Bian Lu's sight was also withdrawn. He slid his fingertips across the bracelet screen, scrolling through the price introduction of the Shadow series suspension cars. A rare trace of annoyance appeared on his calm face.
The repair costs would be at least tens of thousands of yuan, which was two months' salary for him.
Chang Haojie broke out in a cold sweat when he saw this. He muttered softly, "Major, I hit him. I should pay the teacher back."
"An Jing, a postgraduate student with a PhD in political economics, a member of the Standing Committee of the Lanzhou CPPCC, and one of the ten outstanding young people of the 44th year of the Cultural Revolution." Lawyer Bian switched to the search interface, hinting, "He's only 28, and his last name is An. What do you think?"
"Uh, you can't be talking about..." Chang Haojie's expression was horrified and his lips turned pale.
——The current leader of Blue Continent, An Xingmin.
"Go in." Bian Lu put away the bracelet and returned to his poker form. "I'll apologize to him for you later. A cultured person wouldn't be so petty."
Then he picked up the prepared speech. The paper was smooth and had a lot of marks and notes on it. It looked like he had gone over it many times.
After Bian Lu entered the school, he sensed a long-lost youthful energy in the students passing by. This was his alma mater, though he had transferred to a military academy during his sophomore year. Now, almost six years after graduation, returning to his alma mater, donning his military uniform, he felt a certain sense of optimism.
As soon as he stepped into the Administration Building, he received a call and answered: "General Bian, you've gone to the wrong place. The speech is on the first floor of the Art Hall. You have to go to the building on your left."
The secretary of the School of Ideology and Politics is the person who contacted him.
Bian Lu looked back and, as expected, saw a Mediterranean girl next to the bulletin board of the art building on the left. She waved and smiled at him.
"Okay." Bian Lu had originally wanted to go see his old teacher, but he gave up. He nodded and smiled at the secretary, then stepped into the noisy studio. A class of students had already arrived, and the moment he entered, the room fell silent.
All eyes turned towards him, including An Jing.
The staff on the podium were adjusting the microphone, making a "hello" sound. Several people gathered around the multimedia system and took up seats. Bian Lu had no choice but to sit in the front row of the auditorium and review his speech.
An Jing raised his head slightly, adjusted his black-framed glasses, and looked down at the title in his hand: In light of the 714 Incident, on the ideological differences and behavioral drivers between the Ocean Faction and the Land Faction.
"Hiss..." Teacher An had only a vague understanding of what was going on, but was very interested in what happened today, so he immediately started searching on the browser.
The 714 Incident was a militarized armed action that occurred in District D. More than 50 armed men painted with paint attacked the Blue Island Maritime Military Academy. Fortunately, the relevant departments took timely and appropriate measures to remedy the situation, resulting in the death of no more than 10 teachers and students.
Afterwards, relevant personnel revealed that it was an attack by the Land Party against the Ocean Party to oppose the Blue Continent's new laws.
Blue Island is not the only human habitat. Apart from this underwater base, humans still survive on land.
The Land Party is a group that supports humans returning to land.
The Ocean Party is a group that insists on human survival on the seabed.
Currently, since An Xingmin is in power, the Blue Island Undersea Base is openly composed of the Ocean Party. However, they do not know that the struggle will never stop and the contradictions will be difficult to end, so the existence of the Land Party has come into being.
"Don't use the microphone too loud," Bian Lu told the people on the stage. Perhaps because he was a soldier, even in his casual sitting posture, he exuded a cold and unapproachable aura.
Chang Haojie went to park the car, walked over quickly, handed him the bracelet, and said, "The chief called and said your phone didn't answer."
"Yeah." Bian Lu took it, stood up, and walked out of the hall to answer the phone. He was calm and composed, his brows slightly furrowed, and he was mumbling something. His whole person was like the wind from Mount Everest, blowing down from far away and into An Jing's eyes.
Teacher An coughed lightly, took off his glasses, and borrowed the monitor's glasses towel to wipe them.
——In fact, it was the An family’s connections that played a role.
He hadn't finished speaking when the students came in one after another. The sound system on the podium had just been adjusted and they waved to him. Bian Lu nodded and went up without bringing his speech.
"Okay, I'll accept the transfer. Politics and law are inseparable, and I think I can be competent for the work of the Political Department." The microphone was not turned off, and his neither humble nor arrogant voice came out. Bian Lu unplugged the connecting cable the moment the last word fell.
Students entered the room one after another. When they saw General Bian on the podium, the girls started to make noises and laughed happily. Five classes arrived. Secretary Peng organized the class and notified the backstage staff to put the interface that General Bian wanted on the big screen.
The big screen lit up, and after seeing his simple PPT and the big red template of 9.9, An Jing's hand, which had originally opened his notebook, reached for his phone out of boredom.
"Before we begin, let me briefly introduce myself." Bian Lu stood up and took the microphone. "My name is Bian Lu. Like you, Blue Continent University is also my alma mater. I hope I can call you my junior brothers and sisters."
He picked up the remote control and motioned for the students to look at the big screen. A video appeared on it, showing a soldier in blue and white stripes holding a submachine gun. It looked like a battle.
"Everyone, please be prepared." Bian Lu clicked play. Without asking, he issued an order as if from a superior. The screen showed a bloody scene of two factions fighting each other.
The scene was bloody, the people in the video dying with poignant emotion; the people had suffered an inhumane massacre. Not only did An Jing feel queasy, but the students, both male and female, also covered their eyes and let out strange cries of shock.
Bian Lu watched the video quietly until it finished playing, then replied, "This is a real recording of the July 14th Incident. I believe you are all familiar with this incident. It was caused by another armed conflict between the land faction and the sea faction."
As expected of a soldier who had seen the world, An Jing tore off the label of an honest man that he had given himself in his mind.
"As we all know, since the construction of the Blue Island Base and even the establishment of the White Whale Government, we have been facing questions from all walks of life: Is it a long-term solution for humans to survive under the ocean?" He spoke eloquently with a microphone in hand.
Following this question, An Jing paused typing in the dialog box with Song Zhishu, and looked towards Bian Lu as if his soul's G-spot had been hit, reaching a spiritual orgasm.
Perhaps this person is not what he imagined.
"General Bian." After Bian Lu finished speaking, he had a brief conversation with the secretary and the dean. Then he saw the enthusiastic An Jing. He was a little surprised by this man's initiative.
"Your speech was brilliant." An Jing extended his hand to shake his, saying, "Especially in terms of military thought. Dignity lies only in cannons..."
Bian Lu smiled and added, "Strength is always the foundation for upholding justice, and national defense is the true backing of diplomacy. Dignity lies only on the edge of the sword, and truth is only within the range of the cannon."
An Jing nodded, his eyes brightening as he spoke.
"But I'm also quoting this." Bian Lu withdrew his hand. "It was said by a military theorist named Ai from the ancient Xia Kingdom."
"Right," An Jing said with a smile. His non-aggressive approach was like a gentle spring rain, moistening everything. He exuded a friendliness that suited his teacher's position. He made no secret of his admiration for Bian Lu, or perhaps it was something else.
"Please take some time and go with me to the 5S shop to get your car repaired." An Jing didn't ask, but tested the issue with a tone that was as if he was calling a student's name at the podium and not allowing anyone to refuse. Or maybe he was imitating Bian Lu who had just played the bloody video without asking for anyone's opinion.
His sudden familiarity made Bian Lu's eyelids twitch unusually. He said, a little uncomfortable, "Uh... I'll see when the time comes."
An Jing blinked his right eye and said, "No refusal allowed."
Then he clapped his hands and walked away with the lesson plan in his hands. Dean Jiang and Secretary Peng of their college remained silent, and both smiled at Bian Lu with helpless expressions.
Bian Lu was inexplicably embarrassed when he heard the teasing of the girls in his class passing by. The teasing was obvious in their words. They said, "Teacher An has started again."
At the same time, he keenly noticed that the girl was hiding her smile and glanced at him, accurately summarizing An Jing's unusual behavior: "A peacock spreading its feathers."
Bian Lu raised his eyebrows, revealing an awkward twitching corner of his mouth. He looked at An Jing's back with a slightly brisk and excited step, and felt very strange. It was a kind of liveliness that did not belong to political science.
——At the same time, he suddenly jumped, performed a three-step spike in volleyball, and patted the leaves hanging on the roadside.
"..." What a nerve! General Bian commented.
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His thoughts flew back. An Jing didn't know what impression Bian Lu had of him, but when he saw the word "Bian Lu" in the dialog box, he recalled the imprisonment he had seen several times before, and he felt embarrassed to force him to pay back the money to repair the car.
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