Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Space on the space launch center.

The excited crowd has become a circle.

Under the support of the ground staff, Nie Yun and others who had just adapted to the gravity of the earth walked down the gangway.

Seeing the three heroes who returned from the triumphant, the reporters who got the permission to enter the exhibition, swarmed with a long gun and a short gun.

"Mr. Nie Yun, what do you think of being a driver?"

Nie Yunping has very few words, even at this moment worth celebrating.

"I don't have any feelings."

The reporter said in an encouraging tone: "Let's just say a few words, the people all over the country are looking forward to your voice."

Nie Yun stopped and looked at the glasses and asked: "Is this a national broadcast?"

"With an hour delay, we will go through a certain cut."

After hearing the reporter's words, Nie Yun nodded.

The man in his thirties stood up straight in front of the camera and said only one sentence.

"Dad, Mom, I am back."

On the other hand, as the first Chinese to set foot on the moon, Liu Zhengwen was also surrounded by reporters after he stepped off the ramp.

"Mr. Liu Zhengwen, as the first Chinese to set foot on the moon, may I ask what you want to say to the audience in front of the TV?"

Liu Zhengwen: "...I am not the first Chinese to set foot on the moon, just for my compatriots to go up first."

Of course, compared to the other two astronauts, the most exciting thing for the media is the last Nie Wei who walked down the ramp.

As the first female astronaut to land on the moon, this is a very topical thing in itself.

However, considering the physical conditions of the astronauts, these reporters have not been entangled here for too long. After the five-minute interview period left to them, whether or not they collected the information needed for the headlines tomorrow, they all cooperated with the ground crew of the launch center and left the launch site.

Standing next to the command tower, Wang Peng looked at the sky plane in the distance.

At this time, there was a footstep behind.

He took his eyes off the plane and he looked back at Yan.

"Lu Zhou?"

Stopped, Yan Yan glanced in the direction of the distant crowd, casually said.

"He went to rest."

Wang Peng: "Sleeping?"

"Ok."

Wang Peng glanced at her strangely and continued: "Just in case I asked, are you sure he is asleep instead of fainting?"

When I heard this sentence, Yan Yan slightly stunned, and my heart was still uncertain about it for a while.

She really didn't confirm it...

"Do you want to... I will go see?"

Wang Peng said seriously: "I think you'd better confirm it."

After all, early detection is also a good early treatment.

......

The white vision faded like a tidal wave. With the re-blinking of the "system" after Lu Zhou’s meditation, consciousness has returned to reality.

Climbing up from the hard bed board in the lounge, the boat stretched out and then sat back to the bed.

This harvest is still quite rich.

An exploration vehicle, a piece of clothing that looks a bit odd, these two things he intends to wait until after going to the underground laboratory of the Institute of Advanced Studies.

As for now...

After the victory, it is natural to open a bottle of champagne to celebrate!

Lu Zhou’s thoughts moved slightly, and for a moment, time and space seemed to be intercepted by some unknown force. The thirst that appeared out of thin air fell into his hands.

Feel the heavy texture, look at the shape that is not different from the common models of Coca-Cola, no matter how many times, Lu Zhou can not help feeling.

If this thing really comes from the future, will the taste of the future be so retro?

Or is it specifically made this way?

After all, he did not see the production date and the ingredient list for a long time.

Just as Lu Zhou was preparing to take a zipper and take a sip, the door of the lounge suddenly opened, and he saw him in a white coat and sat in from the outside. As soon as I saw Lu Ke holding a can of Coke, the two eyebrows suddenly stood up and took it down.

"You have to lie down and rest, and drink some cola."

Without saying a word, I opened my can, and Yan Yan took a drink.

Huh?

The taste is quite good.

After drinking it, she discovered that although this thing looks a lot like Coca-Cola, the brand is completely different.

"future?" whispered a word, Yan Yan looked at Lu Zhou in a puzzled way. "I have never seen this brand of cola."

"...Coca-Cola VIP custom, you have never seen it." The eyes stared straight at the can of Coke in Yan's hand. Although Lu Zhou was bleeding in the heart, he still said calmly.

"Cut, what do you like, money is great?"

While saying this sentence, Yan Yan snorted in his heart.

Money is stupid!

Drinking a cola is also a custom model, to whom?

I heard the words of Yan Yan, the original expressionless Lu Zhou, did not hold back and laughed.

Sorry, that's really amazing.

Looking at the expression, I guessed what Lu Zhou wanted to say. Yan Yan couldn’t help but rolled her eyes and placed Coke on the table.

"...small, you are still."

I have a heart to drink Coke, and I think there is nothing wrong with the body.

Another one, once I heard that this thing is expensive, she is too embarrassed to continue drinking...

After confirming the health of Lu Zhou, I threw the next sentence, “Let’s drink less carbonated drinks, and feel uncomfortable, remember to tell me in time”. Yan Yan quickly slipped out of the room and hanged the door for him. Disturbing the sign.

Looking at what was not aware of Yan Yan, Lu Zhou sighed.

Fortunately, it’s not Wang Peng, nor Yang’s cursor. Otherwise, it’s really not so good.

Even if it is known that this thing is "three no products" is not a big deal, at most, it is just a slap in the face to drink something strange, but still pay a little attention later.

After picking up the can of Coke, Lu Zhou was preparing to start enjoying the "fruit of victory", but after seeing the bottle that had been buckled, it was difficult at one time.

Although he is not a very clean man, he is not grateful for what others have already drunk.

Can this be adjusted?

After thinking about it for a while, Lu Zhou still couldn't bear the nostalgic taste. After weighing a moment between wasting and drinking, I went to the next cabinet and found a cup.

The rest will be poured in the cup...

At the same time, walking in the hallway outside the lounge, Yan Yan, while recollecting the previous taste, whispered to himself.

"Is there a custom-made version of Coca-Cola? It’s blame."

In her impression, the fat house is only divided into a sugar-free version and a normal version, and no matter which one is not healthy to the body.

After thinking about it for a long time, she finally shook her head and left the thinking on this issue aside.

Forget it, she doesn't understand the world of local tyrants.

Anyway, people are still alive and kicking...

Just don't know why, I always feel that I have gone there and confirmed that his physical condition is very good after his physical condition. It’s like playing a stimulant... although she hasn’t really played it.

Is it an illusion?

I patted my face hard and drove the strange thoughts away from my head. Yan Yanhong quickly fell away.