On September 9, Xiao Zhenbei and his classmates trained under the scorching sun for a whole morning. After the training, the classmates sat in the shade of the trees and chatted.
"Zhenbei, how many older sisters have been disappointed?" Zhang Lin asked while biting a yogurt ice cream.
"Let me see, come on, this is the 245th one. My brothers don't know that you are only 15 years old. This is really a disaster." A classmate from Qian's class wailed.
"Brother Hurun, if you want, I can introduce it to you!" Zhenbei said with a smile after drinking half a bottle of ice Bama water.
"Don't lead my little brother astray!" Yang Yang came over with a big smile. What's more, the girl used her hands to lift her chest to fan him.
"Brother Zhang Lin, come over there. I'll show you the little rocket my elder brother made. It's really fun." Then he pulled Zhang Lin and ran away.
Hu Run glanced at Yang Yang, who was showing off her chest, and immediately hit the guy's funny spot. He walked over to Yang Yang and said, "Sister Yang, why don't you just throw away the rag on your chest? Look at me, my little brother hates you the most. I have seen all kinds of women since I was a child. You are deliberately acting sexy. Bad review!"
"You, a dog's mouth can't spit out ivory!" Yang Yang said, feeling embarrassed to show off his chest in front of the men.
"Brother Zhang, are women now so shameless? Where's their pride and reserve? It's really a ghost. Is this still the Tsinghua University I've been dreaming of?" The young man showed Zhang Lin the video of the Phoenix TV Hong Kong station's "Little Rocket Incident" that had caused a sensation on Taiping Mountain a few days ago. He complained,
"Damn, your brother is so strong! Even though he looks like a toy, his 90-degree lateral turn is really interesting!" Zhang Lin was very good and immediately found the key point.
"It's because of the powerful control system and sensors! My eldest brother said he was fined 200,000 Hong Kong dollars for not registering it. He just made a little gadget to make my two half-brothers and two cousins in kindergarten happy.
However, the two core technologies have already been sold to my father and the people from the Aerospace Science and Industry Corporation. They need this underlying technology. Hey, Brother Zhang Lin, I can't let my eldest brother take all the credit. After the military training, I have to make a high-end product with four orbit changes. "Zhenbei said
"Put away your magical powers, brother. This is the capital, don't mess around!" Zhang Lin said fearfully.
"I want to use it for the fireworks display at the welcome party. What am I thinking? I have a processing table at home, which is very convenient.
Using ordinary gunpowder is not good, it is too ordinary. It should be able to print out words with one shot.
Let me think about it, isn’t brother Zhang Lin, that Hurun kid a gold medalist in chemistry? Call him over.
After the military training, come to my house to make arrangements together. If you make me angry, ask Zhen Guanxi to directly sponsor a fireworks show. It won’t cost much. "The young man from Zhenbei complained about his temperament.
"That's not impossible. Let's do it. Let's call Lao Hu. This guy is good at chemistry but has a bad mouth!" Zhang Lin also complained
After lunch, everyone thought it would be another sweaty afternoon, but the teaching teams said they would have a half-day off to watch the anti-Japanese war film "Bloody Luodian" and continue tomorrow...
There is no requirement to write a book review. Some people in Qian's class have excellent writing skills. Do you believe that these guys majored in mathematics, physics and chemistry? Some of them are even little gods on the Yuewen website, writing hard science fiction novels and earning ten-digit royalties every month.
I heard that the film and television rights of two works have been bought by video websites for astronomical amounts of money.
Zhenbei called his uncle Ma to verify it, and it turned out to be true. The copyright was jointly acquired by the video department and GPM.
His classmate is a hidden millionaire who sold the copyright for 12 million RMB, which is pretty good. The world's number one media group has taken a fancy to his copyright.
The copyright of his classmates later became popular, but no one who studied in the money class was stupid.
This guy has already decided to jointly develop in the future. Even if he takes a smaller share, cooperation with a large company is guaranteed. GPM has always had a good reputation both at home and abroad and never cheats its partners.
Zhenbei was very happy for his classmate. Only then did his uncle Ma in Shenzhen know that the author was also a classmate of Zhenbei Qian's class.
Yu ordered his subordinates to pay a very high screenwriter fee to the child. The child came from an ordinary family. He had good academic performance since childhood and used scholarships to complete 12 years of primary, middle and high school. He used the scholarships he earned from studying to buy a large three-bedroom apartment for his parents in a fifth-tier city.
There are very few students in Qianban who have such nakedly materialistic values as Yang Yang. The children in the genius concentration camp all have their own ideological pursuits. The self-confidence of children born in the 1990s is much stronger than that of children born in the 1980s. They grew up living in a strong country.
In the evening, we watched the anti-Japanese war drama "Bloody Luodian" jointly produced by Phoenix, China Film Group and Director Zhang's studio in the cinema, which made all the kids in Zhenbei cry.
Zhenbei also cried, but there was a line of subtitles at the back: Xiao Zhengtang of the 5th Division of the Sichuan Army died in Luodian in July 1938.
Zhenbei felt a pang of palpitations, his name was only one letter different from his grandfather's!
Let’s look at the screenwriter at the end: Xiao Zhen Luwei. He is the screenwriter for the national director. His father also participated in the scriptwriting. No wonder the scenes are so grand and the logic is so strong. It’s really a good story.
What a great story! This is the true personal experience of the father of the "old revolutionary" Xiao Zhen in the 1950s.
However, in this time and space, Xiao Zhen could only write such a story to comfort himself.
Only Xiao Zhen himself knows the pain of missing his loved ones deep in his soul.
"Xiao Zhen, are you okay?" Old Yang looked at his friend of more than ten years and never lost his composure like this before, so he asked quietly.
"Oh, I've lost my composure. This is a story I wrote based on some information I had compiled about the Sichuan Army's anti-Japanese war.
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