Chapter 143 Yesterday (Thanks to the Leader of "Seven Spirits")

Thank you to the leader of "Seven Spirits"

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"This is Zero, who is also my mentor student. His bloodline is one level lower than yours. He is an 'A-level'. I wonder if you recognize him." Professor Guderian introduced.

"I'm relatively familiar with Zero." Lu Mingfei looked at the Russian girl in front of him who was wearing black rimless glasses and a white robe that was almost dragging to the ground. He felt like a child playing house, which was very strange.

"That's good. I'm bringing you here today mainly to show you our working environment. All the interpretation work on "Ice Sea Fragments" is carried out in Noma's underground monitoring area. Any relevant paper documents and original pottery sherds They are not allowed to be taken out of the area." Professor Guderian rarely spoke in such a serious tone: "The entire underground space is under strict surveillance by Norma to prevent these precious documents from being destroyed or stolen by people with evil intentions. "

"Don't worry, professor, I won't have any thoughts about these antiques." Lu Mingfei waved his hand.

"Of course, I believe you are a good boy, Mingfei." Professor Guderian patted him on the shoulder, "But the rules must be clarified in advance. Zero, take Lu Mingfei to visit. I want to take care of this week first. The translation progress is uploaded to the discussion group. Tomorrow is Sunday and I have to report to a meeting again! I really hate meetings. If I have this time, I might as well study for half an hour more!"

Professor Guderian cursed and picked up a stack of documents, walked to a computer, typed on the screen, and uploaded the contents of the documents using a video recorder.

The other researchers turned their heads sideways and continued to use brushes and magnifying glasses to carefully restore the pottery fragments.

It seems that not everyone is interested in the most popular "S-class" in the academy these days. Some people just have a soft spot for academic research, are deaf to what is going on outside the window, and only want to be academics.

"Follow me." Zero said.

She walked in front and led Lu Mingfei to the computer, "The professor has added your account to the research group. These computers can enter the 'Ice-sea remnant' without a password. Just swipe your student card, and then You can unlock it by pressing your fingerprint, and remember to lock your computer before leaving."

"What is 'Ice-sea remnant'?"

"A secret website established to interpret the "Ice Sea Fragments", where institutions and individuals around the world share research results."

Zero pushed up his glasses and walked towards the area with white lights.

"Here are the original copies of the "Ice Sea Fragments". These documents have a history of several thousand years, and the texture has become very fragile, so be careful when handling them."

She introduced Lu Mingfei to the division of labor in each area, like an excellent secret artist or assistant.

This was the first time that Lu Mingfei heard her speak so many words. He thought that each of Ling's words would be within 10 words.

But this is not what surprises Lu Mingfei the most. What he really wants to ask is why, after only two weeks of school, this female classmate who enrolled with him is already so familiar with the environment here. Why is she secretly working here? How long!

When he handed in his homework in Professor Mance's class, he discovered that this petite girl always liked to do big things in silence!

Lu Mingfei followed Ling around all the areas, and finally couldn't help but ask: "When did you join Professor Guderian's research team?"

"I applied after taking the 3E exam, and it was officially passed 9 days ago." Zero said calmly: "Do you have any questions?"

"No more." Lu Mingfei suppressed his desire to complain about the Russian scroll king.

Ling nodded, walked to the computer desk, sat on the stool with his hands on it, and concentrated on the work at hand.

She seemed to be writing a paper, and from time to time she would raise her head to look at the computer screen.

Lu Mingfei felt that the twisted words were like earthworms. He flipped through the textbook "Ancient Hebrew" and could roughly see that it was all ancient Hebrew words, but he could not understand the meaning.

However, Zero seems to be able to read it on his own, without even needing translation software.

The gap between people is always huge. Although I don’t know how old Ling is, he looks much younger than Lu Mingfei. It can only be said that he spent too much time in the past and was addicted to the Internet and games. If If he uses that time to study, it will be different.

People can't always stand still, and Lu Mingfei doesn't want to waste time like before.

So he sat in front of the computer and swiped his student card to unlock the computer.

He borrowed a pen and a few pieces of paper from Zero and wrote an 800-word essay on "Ancient Hebrew" while checking information.

If you have anything you don’t understand, ask Professor Guderian. The professor will answer him enthusiastically. He talks endlessly about his professional field and is extremely excited.

In this way, he revised and studied at the same time.

Researchers came and left, left and came again, one after another, and there was no one in the research room. Only he, the professor and Zero were left. He had just finished writing an 800-word essay on the meaning of ancient Hebrew words. It is quite rich, just like ancient Chinese classical Chinese. A short paragraph can express a lot of meaning. An 800-word composition may seem small, but it is very difficult to write, and it is not an easy task.

"Ah, it's already reached this point." Professor Guderian glanced at his watch: "It's already 10 o'clock in the evening. That's it for today. We must develop a good habit of going to bed early and getting up early, and don't stay up late."

"Are you going to have a late night snack, Professor? There is Ling, do you want to go with us? I'm treating you." Lu Mingfei touched his stomach.

He was hungry again, and the physical test consumed a lot of energy. He came here around 7 o'clock and had a hamburger for dinner because Professor Guderian told him not to eat too much for dinner.

"My baby Mingfei still loves me." Professor Guderian said cheerfully.

Zero nodded and said nothing.

The three of them left the research room, and Professor Guderian swiped his card to close the access to the research room.

They took the elevator out. The library was full of people and all the seats were empty.

Night enveloped the campus, and the street lights outside the window shone with a protein-colored light. The three of them came to the second floor of the cafeteria. Lu Mingfei ordered skewers and beer, sat in front of the dining table, and watched the skewers master holding the skewers on the grill. Sprinkle the seasonings on, listen to the sizzling sound of oil, fat dripping onto the fruit charcoal, flames rising, and the waiter brings cold beer.

The professor began to persuade Lu Mingfei to choose a few more courses, while Ling quietly blew a bottle of cold beer imported from Germany, and rows of empty bottles were placed on her desk.

There are very few people in the cafeteria at this time. The second floor is the ordering area, which is considered a high-end restaurant. In ordinary universities, it is the window for small stir-fries. The price is much more expensive, so most students only dine on the first floor. Besides, the time is Late at night, there were only some male students having late-night snacks and couples on dates.

Some people seemed to recognize Lu Mingfei. They boldly stepped forward and wanted to take a photo with Lu Mingfei. There were also some students of Professor Guderian who came over to toast the old professor.

For a time, their place became lively and people gradually gathered.

Professor Guderian got drunk again. He took off his upper body clothes, clapped his hands, and sang old songs drunkenly. A student with a guitar sat down to accompany him. Lu Mingfei clapped his hands to make the beat, and Zero remained the same. He didn't say anything, just drank and played with skewers.

“When I was young I'd listen to the radio (When I was a child, I often listened to the radio)

Waiting for my favorite songs

When they played I'd sing along, (When they played I also sang along)

It make me smile.

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"Yesterday Once More", this golden song composed in 1973, has been covered by countless singers and was nominated for the Oscar Centennial Golden Song.

Richard Carpenter and John Beddis wrote the song in response to the nostalgia of the early seventies.

This gold-winning single reached number two in both the United States and the United Kingdom and has become one of the best-selling singles of all time. Many people have heard this song, either because their parents played it to them, or because of their school teachers. Played for them.

Lu Mingfei also felt a certain sense of familiarity when listening to the guitarist's melody, as if he had heard it somewhere.

Someone quietly echoed Professor Guderian's singing, and when it reached its climax, many people couldn't help but sing, turning into a chorus.

"Every sha la la every wo'wo (every note every melody)

still shines

Every shing-a-ling-a-ling that they're starting to sing

so fine (so beautiful)”

Lu Mingfei finally remembered that in junior high school, the very old female English teacher played this song in the morning reading class. At that time, he was punished by standing at the door for being late, and his classmates were singing for the English Art Festival. Be prepared, this song is the one that gets picked.

He listened to his classmates singing through the door, holding in his hand the 10 yuan breakfast money that his aunt put on the table.

It was winter at that time, the genius was dim, the cold wind was blowing in the corridor, and his hands were stiff with cold. He didn't buy breakfast so that he could save money to go to the Internet cafe to surf the Internet after school in the afternoon.

Several buddies in the classroom gave him a thumbs-up gesture, and he laughed disdainfully and gave an inverted thumb gesture to the English teacher.

He always brags about his archaeological parents to his classmates. They all envy him, not for his parents abroad, but for his freedom. No one cares about him and he can be late whenever he wants. You can go play anywhere after school, and you don’t have to sing along to some foreign songs.

But in fact, Lu Mingfei really wanted to enter the classroom that day. It was too cold outside. He sat in the Internet cafe until 10 o'clock last night, waiting for his aunt to fall asleep before sneaking in. His bowl was already gone on the dining table. I immediately looked forward to the free lunch at Shilan Middle School.

He was hungry from noon yesterday until this morning. He was late because he didn't want to spend two yuan to catch the bus. By saving these two yuan, he could surf the Internet for more than half an hour. Otherwise, when he got off the plane, he would have to face the black The screen stays blank until 10 o'clock.

He also wants to sit in a warm classroom with air conditioning and sing. He wants to be dropped off in the morning and picked up after school. He also wants to have hot meals when he comes home. His parents ask him what he did in school today and agree to wait. His test scores improved and the family went on a trip.

“ALL my best memories(all my good memories)

Come back clear to me (all clearly in my mind)

Some can even make me cry (Some memories even make me cry)

Just like before (just like the past)

It's yesterday once more (as if yesterday reappeared)"

It turns out that before I knew it, those days were so far away.

Lu Mingfei sang with Professor Guderian, and he later joined the chorus. This was a whole-class chorus. Everyone had to sing, and so did he.

After the song ended, someone came up to him and asked for a photo.

He and the person he just met put their arms around each other and gestured to the camera.

In the photo, he is wearing a white coat, which was a gift from Professor Guderian. This kind of white clothes is usually only used in serious occasions such as hospitals and research institutes. He looks like an adult, an academic researcher. A mature man, or like a doctor preparing to operate on a patient, but his hair is still a little messy and he has been unable to style it.

While the guitarist was still strumming the strings, Professor Guderian took out his phone and dialed a number, asking Fingel, a senior who had repeated the grade for four years, to say hello to his classmates.

Zero finished another bottle of beer, holding the kebab in his left hand and chewing silently.

It was the early autumn of 2009, two months after Lu Mingfei's 18th birthday, and he finally became an adult.

He didn't know what his fate would be, but the kebabs tonight were very fragrant, more fragrant than what he had eaten before.

He quietly took out his phone and took a look at it. The two brass eggs on the screen were tightly attached, as if they would never separate.

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The sky is clear, the sun is warm, and a few clouds are floating in the blue sky.

A man in black combat uniform was walking prone in the valley, with a magazine and Uzi submachine gun on his waist, a bayonet and a pistol strapped to his thigh, and a long knife on his back.

The hard leather boots lightly stepped on the fallen leaves and dead branches, but there was almost no sound. The valley was filled with red maples and trees that had grown wantonly for hundreds of years. The huge tree crowns cast shadows. He was like a silent ghost, in the darkness. Wandering in.

A metal guardrail can be seen at the top of the valley, which is a winding mountain road, but the sound of the engines of passing cars cannot be heard.

Suddenly, a white dummy sign was erected on the tree crown in front of the figure, and then dozens of gun-wielding dummy signs appeared from all directions, and red laser scanning points locked on the black combat uniforms.

He stopped in place, raised his left hand, and aimed at a thick sycamore tree with the rarest number of signs. A hook and a rope were launched from his left hand. The sharp hook embedded in the bark of the sycamore tree, and then quickly contracted, pulling him The body was dragged off the ground, making a sound of breaking through the air.

At the same time, several gunshots were fired at the place where the man stood a second ago, leaving a red mark on the spot.

With the sound of another seven gunshots, the eight dummy cards fell down, six shots hit the red heart, and the last one hit the red heart.

The shrinking rope quickly pulled him close to the top of the tall tree crown. With a backflip, he landed firmly on the branch. Several leaves were shaken off and floated to the ground.

The Uzi was loaded and the bumper was pulled. Before the leaves fell to the ground, all the dummies fell down, but more dummies immediately stood up, and dense laser points locked on the branches.

He once again used his claws to grab the metal guardrail at the top of the valley, leaping through the air like Tarzan. Sparks erupted from the muzzle of the Uzi submachine gun, and with every gunshot, a dummy fell down.