Chapter 87 Ordinary World
"Now, students, take out the 38 sets. This question has been discussed before. Do you remember it? Come, look at the fifth multiple-choice question. Does this question type sound familiar to you?"
The math teacher was explaining the problems in the class. The air was filled with the sound of papers rubbing against each other. Fine chalk dust was swirling in the winter sun. Bai Yang sat in his seat with his head propped up, tapping the test paper with the tip of his pen. He seemed to be listening to the class and yet not listening. There was no air conditioning in the classroom. The index and middle fingers holding the pen were a little stiff. After entering December, the temperature change curve was as wilted as a hibernating snake and never rose above ten degrees. This autumn was exceptionally short. The fallen leaves of the plane trees on Zhongshanmen Street left the branches under the action of abscisic acid in summer, but it was winter when they fell to the ground.
The plane tree is fifteen meters tall and fifteen meters long in autumn.
It has been half a month since Bai Yang's life returned to normal. Half a month ago, Zhao Bowen took away his Icom725 amateur radio, analog repeater, mainboard, and all related information, not even a piece of draft paper - all the work has been taken over by professional departments, and the state machinery is in operation. The resources and capabilities at its disposal are far beyond the reach of a high school student like him. Bai Yang can imagine that the old amateur radio would be treated as a treasure by Uncle Zhao and his people and placed in a top-level electromagnetic wave quiet room, using the most advanced exploration and detection methods, and there would be a group of experts watching it all day long. As an old and broken amateur radio, it can be in such a state, which is really an honor for the family.
So Bai Yang became an ordinary senior high school student in the Affiliated High School of Nanjing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics. He no longer needed to save the world, he only needed to save his college entrance examination scores.
The enormous pressure that had been on his shoulders dissipated in an instant, and along with it, the shadow of the coming doomsday also dissipated. People of Bai Yang's age always have blind faith in the power of the country from an unknown source. He always thinks that somewhere he can't see, there must be a way to solve all problems. As long as the country takes action, everything will be fine. Any world-destroying crisis will no longer exist from the moment the professional departments take over.
Look at all the classmates sitting in the classroom, the teacher standing on the podium, the students on the playground outside the door, and the cars on the road outside the school. Millions of people in this world are living normal lives. How could doomsday come?
Looking back now, the girl who lived alone twenty years later seemed as distant and blurry as an illusion. Everything that had happened seemed like a dream. Bai Yang woke up from the dream, and the world continued to operate as before. BG4MSR was just a person who appeared in the dream.
I just don’t know if she received her photo?
Did Uncle Zhao successfully send her his photo?
Bai Yang thought silently.
Can she cooperate well with those people?
She hoped that Uncle Zhao could apologize to her on her behalf and explain all the reasons clearly. Otherwise, Bai Yang would feel uncomfortable all over if she kept thinking about her broken promise.
"Poplar! Poplar!"
Bai Yang suddenly woke up.
Mr. Liu, the head teacher, pointed to the test paper on his desk and said, "Turn the page."
Bai Yang hurriedly turned the pages, but didn't know which page he was on, so he had to sneak a peek at the papers of the next group.
"You are in your third year of high school now, so you should pay more attention in class." The teacher raised his voice. "You only have a few months of classes left, so you should cherish your high school life. Now is the sprint stage. If you work hard to raise your scores, it will not be a dream to get into NCU."
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"Xiao Baiyang! Why are you willing to condescend to wait for us to go together recently?" He Leqin put his arm around his neck and smiled, "How about your plan to save the world? Have you completed it?"
"No." Bai Yang said, "It's just that someone else took over and my work is done."
"Didn't they give you a medal?" Yan Zhihan asked from behind, "After all, you saved the world. With such a great contribution, I think it won't be a problem for you to be recommended to Tsinghua or Peking University."
"Then I'll try my best and see if the country can reward me with a place in Tsinghua University in recognition of my hard work and great contributions." Bai Yang said lazily, "It would be best if they could give me an apartment within the Fifth Ring Road in Beijing and a job that pays well and is close to home, don't you think?"
"If you become rich and powerful, don't forget me!" Young Master He patted his left shoulder.
"If you become rich and powerful, don't forget me!" Brother Yan patted his right shoulder.
"Go away, go away. The young master's family is so rich, why do you still need to take the exam?" Bai Yang knocked their hands away. "Let your father spend money to send you to Harvard."
After the evening self-study, Bai Yang went home with Yan Zhihan and He Leqin as usual. The three of them walked and chatted, arm in arm, and strolled leisurely. There was no need to rush home to turn on the radio, and Bai Yang was not in a hurry, so he could just stroll slowly. There was a constant flow of cars on the road. It was the time when high school students were going home after school. Students rode bicycles, stood on the roadside to take taxis, and walked home. They came and went. Looking around, they were all wearing the school uniforms of Nanjing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics. Bai Yang, He Leqin and Yan Zhihan were just an inconspicuous part of the thousands of students in Nanjing.
There is no doomsday, no hyperspace radio station, and no black moon in the sky.
This is an ordinary world.
Bai Yang walked into the community carrying his schoolbag, said hello to Uncle Cai Dong who was on duty in the security booth at the entrance, went up the stairs "ten teng teng" and climbed up to eight floors in one breath, then took out the key to open the door.
He was changing his shoes in the entrance hall while fumbling to turn on the light. Since they no longer bothered with the radio, his parents' daily routines had returned to normal and they had gone to bed at 11 o'clock in the evening. Uncle Wang didn't come either. The Amateur Radio Emergency Communication Headquarters had not been working for a long time and might never work again in the future. Under the bright light, the living room was clean and tidy, and the messy radio, relay, motherboard and data seemed to have never existed.
Those people cleaned up so quickly and cleanly that now even if Lao Bai and Lao Wang wanted to make these things public and tell other people, they would not be able to find any basis or evidence.
Bai Yang opened the door of his room with his schoolbag on his back. His mother's dazed voice came from the bedroom: "Yang?"
"Well, I'm back."
"There's food in the kitchen," said Mom.
"I know." Bai Yang put down his schoolbag, went to the kitchen and turned on the rice cooker. It was still warm fried noodles, a little clumpy, but it didn't make it difficult to eat.
Bai Yang carried the plate back to the room and sat on the chair. This was the familiar trajectory of his life. Everything seemed to be unchanged, but something was different.
He cast his eyes towards the bookshelf beside the table. There was a large empty space on the grid of the bookshelf. Something had been placed there for a long time, leaving a square indentation on the old wooden bookshelf.
Bai Yang fell silent and stared at the bookshelf in a daze for a long time.
That light-colored mark that had not been exposed to sunlight for a long time was the only evidence that a piece of his life had been taken away.
BG4MXH!
BG4MXH! Today I went to Xuanwu Bay again. I saw a lot of Roselle along the way and picked some to make tea.
BG4MXH, the temperature has dropped today, so I need to wear more clothes. I have a very thick cotton-padded jacket. Are you cold there?
BG4MXH, programming is so difficult, so difficult, so difficult, so difficult——!
BG4MXH, you want my photo? Then you have to exchange your photo for mine! It's an equal exchange, understand?
BG4MXH! BG4MXH! BG4MXH! BG4MXH! BG4MXH!
Bai Yang woke up in shock.
All he could think about was someone yelling BG4MXH.
Bai Yang took out a pair of headphones from the drawer, plugged them into his phone to play music, then lay on his back on the bed and closed his eyes, trying to dispel the chaotic thoughts in his mind. In the dead of night, the phone was playing "Waves" sung by Richie Jen.
"La la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la la la."
"I want you to stay with me and watch the turtle swim in the water."
"Lie down slowly on the beach, counting the waves."
"Don't be afraid, you won't be lonely."
"I will always be by your side..."
"To make you happy."
(End of this chapter)
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