"Lao Xu, what are you doing in such a hurry?"
"Oh, stop writing," Lao Xu snatched the pen from Zhao Shi's hand. "You've been selected, you've already been selected, why are you still writing a resume? Really."
Zhao Shi asked in disbelief, "Really?"
"How could I lie to you? The Palace Museum just called and said the police and military are checking on you. I heard you were the first one designated by some chief engineer."
Lao Xu works in the police station. He was injured and retired from the battlefield, so this first-hand information cannot be wrong.
He had submitted his resume half a month ago, but he was afraid that it would be delayed by the post office, so he asked a good friend in Beijing to forward the telegram.
It cost two cents to send a word in a telegram, and his resume was at least 5,000 words long. At that time, he really used up all the family savings.
But I waited and waited but there was no reply. Today I finally couldn't wait any longer and decided to write it myself. I didn't expect to receive such good news as soon as I started writing.
"As soon as I heard the news, I came to find you immediately. How about that? That's quite nice of you, isn't it?"
Zhao Shi was so surprised that he was at a loss for words: "Thank you, thank you."
Zhao Shi said, holding his hat and walked towards the door: "Lao Xu, I'll treat you to dinner another day when I have time. I'll go back and pack my things first."
Lao Xu was stunned and quickly shouted, "Hey, hey, why are you in such a hurry? It's still under review!"
Unfortunately, the person had already gone far away and could no longer hear.
Two days later, Ling Yue carried her luggage and followed Qian Zilin to the Beijing Railway Station.
There seemed to be only four people in the group, namely Qian Zilin, Tang Nancheng and the person arranged by the Forbidden City to protect Ling Yue. The person in public was an active-duty soldier named Wang Zhijun, who was also the leader of the guards who secretly protected Ling Yue and Qian Zilin.
The people coming and going in the train station, crowded and stacked, were an eye-opener for Ling Yue, who hadn't taken public transportation for hundreds of years.
"Comrade Lingyue, please keep an eye on your bag. Be careful of pickpockets in crowded places." Wang Zhijun reminded.
Ling Yue nodded. She didn't have much money on her, and last night she asked a young lady from the Fifth Academy to sew a bag on the innermost layer of her clothes, so she didn't have to worry.
After Ling Yue and the others squeezed onto the train, found their beds and put down their things, before they could even breathe a sigh of relief, they smelled a mixture of feet and sweat.
There were six beds in a small private room. In addition to their group, there were two other strangers in the room.
Ling Yue didn't expect that among the only three means of transportation in this world, the most comfortable one was the car that came to pick them up to go to the Forbidden City.
Ling Yue sighed. Now she didn't dare to have any extravagant hopes, but she still wanted a spaceship. If she didn't have a spaceship, an interstellar train would do. If she didn't have either, a plane would do. She was really not picky.
Not long after, the train started to move forward. The noise was simply a demonic sound, but not everyone could afford the berth under us.
What made Ling Yue suppress this thought was that she went to the toilet, and the other end of the toilet was connected to a hard seat.
In that carriage, even the aisle was packed with people. Some people who couldn't squeeze in simply sat under the seats.
Ling Yue frowned, washed her hands, and returned to her box, lowering her head, wondering what she was thinking.
"Xiao Yueya, this trip will take about ten days. You should rest first and don't get too tired."
Qian Zilin thought Ling Yue was thinking about academic matters and couldn't help but remind her.
"fine!"
Ling Yue didn't say much, just shook her head, and then withdrew her thoughts. It was too late to think about anything now. From what Xiangzhong meant, the country was currently facing internal and external troubles. If they wanted to make the people happy, there must be no external troubles, which would give them time to develop the economy.
Even if Ling Yue has many inventions in her mind, the current situation is not suitable. Moreover, she is a scientific researcher, not a technician. Making a washing machine has already used up her limited hands-on ability. She still likes to deal with data.
[Maker, does 007 sense that you have a sense of belonging to this planet?]
When Ling Yue heard what Number Seven said, she was shocked, but then she thought again, this was just a matter of course.
Even though I have only been here for a month, what I have seen and heard are simplicity, hard work, passion and other qualities that are difficult to describe in words.
Whether it was Sister Wu, or Comrade Qian Zilin and Xiangzhong who already knew her abilities, they all gave her the greatest respect. Even though they knew her abilities, they never thought of putting some things on her shoulders.
This time it was her own decision, otherwise Ling Yue would not have taken these things to heart, but they did not use their country's status to make decisions for her.
Thinking of this, Ling Yue smiled with relief. These things were no longer in the cold interstellar space. No, maybe they did exist, but as people grew older and technology became more advanced, people had more and more things.
Desire is human nature, isn't it?
Her life is very good now. She can do what she wants and get the greatest help from others. Even though she can't eat meat every meal, she feels extremely rich spiritually.
"Isn't this natural?" Ling Yue replied softly in her mind.
In psychology, emotion is the basis of a sense of belonging. When emotion is paramount, the sense of belonging will naturally become stronger.
After thinking about it, Ling Yue took out the dictionary and started reading from the first page. She wanted to do what she could for the development of this era, and her ability would increase as she learned more.
This dictionary is very thick, with 567 pages, and the print is very small, but Ling Yue reads very quickly. She has had a photographic memory since she was a child, otherwise her mentor would not have noticed her in the orphanage and taken her out to raise her.
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