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two corpses,

Three gunmen.

Zhang Zhai looked at the three gunmen, his heart tensed instantly, and his heart was beating with fear, but it was nothing more than that.

And the three gunmen also looked at Zhang Zhai.

But to Zhang Zhai's surprise, it did not appear. The so-called fierce eyes and hideous face were instead...

He noticed that there was sadness in the eyes of these three people, and they were especially moved when they looked at the corpse lying on their back.

"Snapped!"

One of the gunmen straightened his body and gave Zhang Zhai a military salute in a standard manner.

Zhang Di didn't wait for him to say anything, he understood it in his heart.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry to bother you! I am the captain of the first team of the Spike Special Brigade, and I have been ordered to secretly protect your safety."

really……

In fact, Zhang Di had this feeling for a long time. He guessed that someone was secretly protecting him, but when this scene appeared in front of Zhang Di, he really realized what it meant.

"This...comrade," Zhang Zhai hesitated, looking at the man who was lying on his back, "is he also from Spike?"

"Yes! Mr. Zhang, he is a member of the Spike Team, he is a soldier!" Captain Spike replied, although his expression was calm, his voice trembled a little.

Look at this...soldier who is lying on his back, eyes still wide open.

Zhang Zhai opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

This young soldier is his dead.

At this time, Zhang Zhai was pale and powerless to say anything.

Zhang Zhai didn't even know what his surname was.

But such a stranger died for him, Zhang Zhai...

"Can you tell me what his name is?"

Zhang Zhai squatted down, squatting next to the soldier.

"He's a python!" The captain didn't say his name, but just his code name. Perhaps he couldn't help but feel sad, so he couldn't help but say, "He's just twenty years old."

Hearing these words, Zhang Zhai's heart suddenly picked up.

He is not hypocritical, he is not a virgin.

However, this is a soldier, and he died for him. If he still has humanity, how can he not be moved?

He was a little weak, and murmured in a very pale voice: "Thank you...I'm sorry..."

...

half an hour later,

Zhang Zhai was lying on the bed in the dormitory, feeling complicated.

The two corpses at the door had already been disposed of, and the blood was removed very cleanly, so clean that it seemed nothing had happened.

However, the blood remained in Zhang Zhai's heart.

...

Without even having time to think about the new technology that came out, Zhang Zhai just lay on the bed in such a complicated mood.

Maybe he didn't think about anything, but he just felt a little confused.

...

Three days later, Zhang Zhai attended the memorial service for the python.

This memorial service is secret.

Only very few people participated.

Mang Mang is an orphan, without parents and brothers, which makes Zhang Zhai have no way to compensate his family in other ways.

According to Mang Python's wishes, he was buried in the Martyrs Cemetery.

In this cemetery, many patriotic soldiers are buried, and many people who have paid silently for the country are buried.

Some of them, after death, I will not know their contributions, but will be buried in the soil with their ashes.

Zhang Di personally held the ashes of the soldier and buried him in this cemetery.

When he raised his head, he realized that the cemetery was really endless and too wide, and the rows of tombstones made people feel even heavier.

How can there be any quiet years, but someone is carrying the burden for us.

"Don't have too much psychological pressure, and don't think too much, Mang Python died for the country, not just for you!"

This is what Chief Xie said to comfort Zhang Zhai. It is said that he was the one who founded Langya Dang back then.

Even though he said so, Zhang Zhai also understood.

But the hurdle in my heart is not so easy to pass.

Therefore, Zhang Zhai was a little depressed for the next few days.

He began to think about a question, he knew, there was one, and he didn't know, maybe there were more.

These people, in order to protect him, sacrifice time, sacrifice energy, get injured, and even sacrifice their lives, is it worth it?

Do you deserve the protection of so many people?

Rationally, it's definitely worth it.

Maybe the bystanders thought so too.

But emotionally speaking, is it worth it?

...

This kind of problem is bound to be unsolvable.

Zhang Zhai's depressed state lasted until the thesis defense began.

Only then did he recover and regain his spirits.

Since someone has given their life for me, I must make this sacrifice worthwhile!

This may be just chicken soup for self-comfort, but Zhang Zhai regained his strength by relying on him.

How can there be so much hypocrisy, if someone dies for me, then I will avenge him! Let some people and some countries regret it!

...

school classroom.

This dissertation defense meeting set up solely for Zhang Zhai has begun.

The defense committee is composed of the dean of the School of Physics, professor Lao Liu, and another well-known physics professor in China. The lineup is quite strong.

Is this considered to give Zhang Zhai face? Maybe there is, but more, maybe to make things difficult for him?

As soon as Zhang Zhai walked into the defense room, he saw these people, including Lao Liu, who was still winking at him, and seemed to say, how about this lineup?

How about it?

Zhang Di felt a toothache.

"Ahem, student Zhang Zhai, how are you? Are you ready to start your defense?" the dean asked with a smile.

"Ready," Zhang Zhai nodded, walked to the defense stand, and then bowed to the defense committee and the students who came to observe the defense.

"Thank you, Dean Ding, Professor Liu, and Professor Wang, for taking time out of your busy schedule to participate in my thesis defense."

Zhang Zhai behaved politely, modestly without losing his demeanor.

"Well, that's good, let me do the first question today." The dean said kindly,

Then, the first question was raised regarding Zhang Zhai's thesis.

Regarding the thesis, Zhang Zhai can be said to have memorized it fluently, and he has memorized it backwards. After all, his memory is not just for bragging.

For him, today's thesis defense is just a formality.

"For this question, I think so, first of all..."

Zhang Zhai started talking with confidence.

The point of view expounded is clear and logical, making all the professors nod their heads.

"Well, that's a good answer." The dean nodded with a smile and said with relief.

"Since this is the case, then I'm going to ask you a question..." Old Liu asked a second question impatiently.

For this question, Zhang Zhai already had an answer, and he had a draft in his heart, so naturally he would not be stumped.

Dang even answered fluently.

Such a question and answer did not last long.

The professors in the defense team realized that Zhang Zhai had a solid knowledge base, so it would be meaningless to ask further questions.

then……

The painting style of the question began to change.

It's still Lao Liu who doesn't practice.

"Student Zhang Zhai, I wonder if you plan to get married as soon as possible after graduation?"

What is the problem? Lao Liu's dean's classmate's face turned black.

"I have a daughter, about the same size as you..."

Zhang Zhai was also speechless, but for the thesis defense, on a serious occasion, he could only answer seriously.

"Thank you Professor Liu for your concern. I am still young, and I want to focus on scientific research for the time being, and not consider relationship issues for the time being."

... What kind of love, what kind of marriage, how can I have that kind of skill, I will have a chance in the future

Nasty! I can't think of where to go.

...

Old Liu was a little dissatisfied when he heard Zhang Zhai's question, and seemed to want to tangle up on this issue.

The principal with a dark face next to him finally spoke.

"Student Zhang Di, do you have any plans after graduation?" He looked at Zhang Di kindly.

"Hmm..." Zhang Zhai bowed his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and smiled, and said very modestly:

"For Huaguo Science and Technology, do a little more work."

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