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Zhang Zhai was planning to go back to the laboratory directly, but at this time, someone suddenly called.

As he walked, he asked, "Who is calling? Mr. Xie? Or my father?"

"It's Professor Liu from the Physics Department of Peking University." A1 replied.

Zhang Zhai paused, "Old Liu?"

His eyebrows frowned. The professor of the Department of Physics of Peking University, surnamed Liu, was the only one who could call him.

It's just, what is he calling me at this time?

"Come on." Zhang Zhai's frowning eyebrows stretched out, thinking about what to do so much, just listen to what Lao Liu said.

As soon as Zhang Zhai finished speaking, a holographic image appeared in front of him, and Lao Liu appeared in front of him.

As he walked, he said with a smile: "Old Liu, it's been three months, and you didn't say you cared about your student, why are you free to call today?"

"Nonsense, I'm busy teaching and educating people all day long, so I don't have time to take care of you brat!" Old Liu's angry voice came.

Well, my temper is still so aggressive.

"Then old Liu, if you have nothing to do, I will hang up, and I will continue to work hard to promote technological progress." Zhang Zhai rolled his eyes and replied.

"If you're busy, I'll call you in the middle of the night." Old Liu laughed.

"Old Liu, then you should call in the middle of the night. Anyway, for me, there is no difference between day and night now." Zhang Zhai said.

"You boy, it's still not a disadvantage! But listen to what you said, your work and rest habits are not good, I don't want to see the news of your sudden death on the news one day." Old Liu's voice became serious.

"Old Liu, you know, sometimes the feeling comes, you can't control it, it's like you're crazy, and you want to stick yourself in the laboratory, sudden death or not, how can you remember it at that time?" Zhang Zhai Smiling, said lightly.

On the other end of the phone, Lao Liu was silent. After a while, both ends of the phone were actually quiet.

"Old Liu, let's not talk about this. What is the reason you called me today? If you have something to do, just tell me. It's okay to go to the mountain of knives and the pot of oil." Zhang Zhai opened Joking, off topic.

"There will be a period of time before the school will hold the graduation ceremony of this year's students. At the same time, because this year is the 120th anniversary of the founding of Peking University, the school will hold the 120th anniversary celebration and the graduation ceremony of this year's students at the same time." Lao Liu talked about the business.

"The 120th anniversary?"

Zhang Zhai was stunned for a moment. He could think that Lao Liu might be talking to Zhang Zhai about the cooperation of school graduates' internships for the school. He even thought that the school wanted to buy a batch of products.

But I never expected that it would be the school celebration, and it was also the 120th anniversary celebration.

He didn't pay attention to this, but recalled that Peking University was founded in 1898, which is really the 120th anniversary.

"Yes, the 120th anniversary celebration.

The 120th Anniversary Celebration and Graduation Ceremony of Peking University sincerely invites Mr. Zhang Zhai to attend and deliver a speech on behalf of outstanding graduate students. "Old Liu's tone became solemn and formal, and the last words did not represent himself, but Peking University.

"It's okay to participate in the school celebration. After all, Peking University is my alma mater. But it's not appropriate to give speeches by outstanding graduates." Zhang Zhai hesitated. Regarding the speeches of representatives of outstanding graduates, he refers to all the graduates of the previous year. represent.

If it weren't for Peking University, other general key universities, Zhang Zhai's speech on stage would be more than enough.

However, the words of Peking University... are not saying that they are not qualified, but that they are not suitable.

Let's put it this way, the current No. 2 elder is a graduate of Peking University.

The 120th anniversary will definitely come. Zhang Zhai will go up and represent him. Is this appropriate?

"Boy, you're just thinking too much. It's not the centennial celebration, and you can't make it so big. It's absolutely appropriate for you to give a speech." Zhang Zhai's refusal made Old Liu understand, and he explained with a smile.

"Okay then." After talking about this, Zhang Zhai could only agree.

"The school celebration party will be held at six o'clock in the evening a week later. I hope you will come early."

Lao Liu gave a few more instructions and ended the call.

"Hey, I've been here in the Gobi Desert for almost three months, and I'm really upset that I have to leave suddenly." Zhang Zhai whispered to himself.

Since coming to this desert, he hasn't left for nearly three months.

When I came here, it was still a desert, but now there are tall buildings standing up, like a city scene.

"A1, remember to remind me to attend the school celebration in seven days." Zhang Zhai said casually.

"Okay,..." Before A1 finished speaking, he suddenly changed his words, "Father, your father is calling."

"Connected." Zhang Zhai sighed, why are the calls one after another today.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Zhang Zhai asked after the holographic image appeared.

However, when he saw the general situation on his father's side, he felt something was wrong.

His father leaned against the door, leaning against it, looking very cautious.

"Dad, are you okay?" Zhang Zhai frowned, feeling a little worried.

"It's okay." Father Zhang waved his hand, "I'm just hiding from your mother so that she won't see her."

"What? I had a conflict with my mother, and she wants you to kneel on the washboard?" Zhang Zhai laughed, "Don't ask me about this, or you won't be kneeling when the time comes, and you have to add I."

...

There was no smile on Zhang's father's face at all, and he didn't smile because of Zhang Zhai's words.

He looked at Zhang Zhai and sighed slightly.

"Xiao Zhai, your mother misses you, and I miss you too."

It is very difficult for a father to admit that he misses the child in front of the child.

Hearing these words, Zhang Zhai's hands trembled uncontrollably, and the circles of his eyes suddenly turned half red.

"Your mother, just watched your live broadcast of the press conference, and praised you for being handsome, and praised his son for his ability and ability, just talking, and crying, and now he is still wiping tears outside."

"You see when you are not busy, or come back, your mother hasn't seen you for more than half a year." Father Zhang said in a low voice.

This time, Zhang Di's hands didn't tremble, but his heart trembled violently.

His lips moved, wanting to say something, but in the end he just spit out, "Okay!"

Zhang's father smiled, "That's fine. You can be busy. If you really don't have time, let's just let it go. Let me comfort your mother. But you have to pay attention to your body there. I think you, a brat, are more At least the body has lost weight."

Before Zhang Zhai could speak, Zhang's father cut off the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Zhai only felt a little sour and panicked.

After a long time, Zhang Zhai said, "A1, no need to add reminders, buy me four air tickets, and I will return to the capital immediately."

"Okay, Father." A1 agreed.

Zhang Zhai turned his head and looked at the three people not far behind him.

"Spider, I'm going back to the capital immediately, please make arrangements."

"Yes, Mr. Zhang." After hearing the order, the spider left the other two and immediately went to another place.

As Zhang Zhai's status became higher and higher and more important, it was no longer an easy task for him to travel.

For example, if some people get the news that Zhang Zhai is going to return to the capital by plane at this moment, it is possible to smash the plane halfway.

Seeing that things were almost the same, Zhang Zhai also increased his speed, preparing to return to the laboratory quickly and pack up his things.

However, before he could take a few steps, another call came.