I kidnapped an alien civilization

At the same time, President Yan Dafeng and Mr. Wang of 912 also received the invitation letter. They are all well-known scientists in the academic circle and have helped Li Mo a lot.

After sending out these three invitation letters, Li Mo found that his social circle was too small.

Teacher Wang from high school has already participated in his award ceremony in Norway, so he will not participate in the Nobel Prize this time.

Zhang Xiaoli hopes to spend more time with her mother who survived the catastrophe.

After Hai Ge heard the invitation, he turned around and left. This Li Mo could understand that his identity was not suitable for exposure under the spotlight.

Well, even the parents who are far away in Mengcheng, plus the three brothers Xia Qing, Jing Jing, and puffy eyes who have fought together in the laboratory, there are still two invitation places that have not been found.

Could it be that two more professors from Yanda were invited?

Li Mo immediately denied this idea, because the invitees were delighted, but those who did not receive the invitation would feel resentful.

Chen Shuxian?

A name broke into his mind. As the general manager of Moxing Technology, Xia Qing is no longer suitable to work part-time as his assistant, so maybe Chen Shuxian can be present as an assistant.

The most important thing is that as an employee of Mozi Technology Experiment, Chen Shuxian has no right to reject this decision.

Li Mo also wrote Chen Shuxian's name in the guest list.

There is still one person left to make up 14 people.

Of course, the "two-dimensional Pajero with a big head" in his head cannot be counted.

Is this a waste of a free trip abroad?

At this time, the mobile phone issued a message notification tone - "hum".

Li Mo turned on the screen, and on the scarf, another netizen left a message for him: "Boss, it's December, don't forget to accept the prize!"

He smiled slightly and replied: "Thank you for the reminder, I will remember it."

These days, Li Mo, who is not in a hurry to solve Brother Guess, often interacts with netizens on the scarf.

Have!

It is possible to draw a lottery. Li Mo, who has been trained through the learning assistance system, already has rich experience in lottery drawing. He immediately thought of a good way, that is to randomly draw a lucky netizen on the scarf.

On behalf of all netizens, this netizen will go to Sweden with him to attend the Nobel Prize dinner.

just do it

Li Mo "crackling" published a new blog post:

@everyone

Want to get a chance to get a free 7-day tour of Sweden?

Do you want to appear in the same frame with many Nobel laureates?

Fancy a taste of char and lobster soup for what the Swedes call "the most exclusive dinner"?

Want to dance your way at the Ball in the Golden Hall?

So now the opportunity has come. Netizens who follow and leave a message will have the opportunity to be my guests to participate in the Nobel Prize Ceremony.

——

Yenching University, Professor Li Mo

(One person for the lottery, limited to Chinese nationals, no resale, all interpretation rights of this lottery belong to the blogger!)

Then, tap send lightly.

Yanjing, next to the famous Summer Palace, in an old residential building

A man in his thirties was sleeping soundly in bed, and the warm sunlight fell on his face through the glass window.

The man frowned, and habitually touched the other side of the bed, but found nothing.

He opened his eyes slightly, picked up the phone under the pillow, and lit up the phone screen.

"9:30 am".

The man yawned and stretched.

He reached out to the bedside table, where there were neatly arranged clothes, and a small note came into view.

"Honey, I'm going to work, and there's toast and milk in the refrigerator." There's also a crooked heart pattern drawn on the back.

A smile appeared on the man's face, he quickly put on a plaid shirt and jeans, and rushed into the bathroom.

The cold water drops hit the face, driving away the last trace of sleepiness.

He looked at the figure reflected in the mirror of the sink, and said to himself: "Young and handsome guy!"

At this time, a piece of white hair on the sideburns caught his attention, and he frowned and fiddled with it. "There seem to be a few more."

"Didi" The alarm clock that was set yesterday rang.

"Oops, the fresh pork ribs in the supermarket will be sold out later."

The man hastily wiped off the water droplets on his face, picked up the car keys hanging behind the door, and prepared to go out.

At this time, the badge on the front of the shirt caught his attention.

"Bi Mingyu, male, 28 years old, position: operation and maintenance engineer"

He hesitated for a moment, tore off the badge, put it in his pocket, and then went out the door.

It has been said that the streets of big cities are not congested until late at night.

Bi Mingyu looked at the long queue in front of him, and anxiously looked at the clock on the car.

He now regrets getting up late in the morning.

As the hardest existence among programmers, operation and maintenance engineers are a 24-hour on-call profession, and they play the role of "firefighters" at any time.

In particular, Bi Mingyu was in charge of the most popular bib platform in China.

People in the Internet age have brought the gossip and gossip in the village to the Internet. Today the star is deeply involved in a surrogacy scandal, and tomorrow the star is photographed cheating by the paparazzi. Every time there is a hot spot, there will be huge traffic flow to the bib.

Whenever this happens, the bosses behind the scarf must be smiling, but it's just a pain for them, the operation and maintenance engineers.

"Xiao Bi, the No. 2 server has been taken over by the dog again, please bring someone to maintain it."

"Xiao Bi, the page is 502 again!"

"Xiao Bi, the server is about to explode, hurry up and apply for backup!"

"Xiao Bi, the user hates the page art, and wants us to kill a programmer to sacrifice to heaven, and the leader appointed you!"

There is no credit at all, and it is best to take the blame. The work of operation and maintenance has been decided. He is either taking the blame, or he is on the way to take the blame.

Whenever this happens, Bi Mingyu has the urge to delete the library and run away.

But the figure of a sunny girl appeared in his mind, pulling him back from this "evil" thought.

This girl is his girlfriend: Xiaoya.

They are both North drifters and can only rent in old flats. Even so, Xiaoya is always full of longing for the future.

She always silently calculates when they will be able to make up the down payment for the house outside the 5th Ring Road.

This is why Bi Mingyu endured overloaded operation and maintenance work. After all, the benefits and benefits of the bib company are quite good among the first-tier Internet companies.

The increased number on the bank card every month is the driving force for his work.

My girlfriend Xiaoya is a nurse in a small hospital. Different from the white-clothed angels imagined by the outside world, these girls often receive the most meager salary and bear the greatest pressure. Her classmates kept persuading her to be like them, find a local man and marry her, and she wouldn't have to be bullied by the head nurse all day long for overtime bonuses.

Xiaoya always smiles and refuses, and she always tells her friends firmly that they will definitely buy their own house in Yanjing in the future.

In order to save money, she would snap up promotional vegetables with a group of middle-aged aunts for a few cents difference. Will weave unworn sweaters into warm scarves.

In fact, Bi Mingyu, who is a senior programmer, has already calculated that according to the speed of their deposits and the growth rate of housing prices in Yanjing, it will take 105 years, 1 month and 3 days before they can save enough for the down payment to buy a house.

He believed that Xiaoya, who graduated from university, must have calculated it too.

But neither of them mentioned it. After all, it is always nice to have hope.

Today, Bi Mingyu is going to take advantage of his rare rest day to go to the supermarket to buy fresh ribs.

He knew that Xiaoya, who always said that eating green vegetables was healthy, was actually a carnivore, and her favorite dish was pork rib soup.

Every time she stewed pork rib soup, she always drank two big bowls, and then rubbed her invisible stomach, complaining about eating too much.

At this time, Bi Mingyu was the happiest.

So he wanted to stew a pot of delicious pork ribs to surprise Xiaoya.