Black Moonlight's vest fell again

Jiang Yun lowered her head and looked at her toes.

He didn't know why he chased him out, and a soreness suddenly rose in his heart.

"The starry sky is beautiful tonight..." he said, "You can take a look on your way back."

A leaf swayed, swirled gently, and landed on the girl's collar.

Rong Zhi looked up at the grand sky.

The stars are shining tonight.

She closed her eyes, looked at the boy in front of her, and whispered, "I will."

"Then let's... see you later."

"See you later." Jiang Yun said in a low voice.

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"So you want Luwei?" Lu Zeyu asked bluntly.

Jiang Yun didn't speak, but pursed her mouth slightly.

Lu Zeyu hated iron but steel: "You are a skilled person, and you are quite good at playing. You have been bragging in front of the guests all night, and you chased them out in the middle of the night to strike up a conversation. In the end, you didn't even want a green micro?"

"How can you ask for green letters from girls?" Jiang Yun put her hands under her head and lay on the prop box in the studio.

"Little Poor is your action guide, cooperation relationship, what's the matter with Luwei? Do you want me to show you a ghost with a mirror? Bah, hot eyes."

Jiang Yun didn't speak, her eyes were fixed on the roof of the studio.

After a while, he heard Lu Zeyu say: "...Okay, I'll add her."

Jiang Yun sat up and turned to look at Lu Zeyu's cell phone.

Rong Zhi's green micro name is the number "11", and his avatar is a map of nebula, in the center of the black universe, there is a huge whirlpool of gray nebula.

It is exactly the same as the profile picture of science fiction writer Yao Yi.

Grand and depressing.

Was she also Yao Yi's fan?

No wonder.

Jiang Yun's thoughts were chaotic, her heart was clenched tightly, and she was a little out of breath.

He reached out and clicked into Moments, but there was nothing in it.

Rong Zhi hasn't posted any news.

"Still thinking about the picture of the poor little one?" Lu Zeyu said disgustedly, "Give up, you don't even dare to take Luwei."

"It's strange to say, how could the apprentice of Fuhu Bodyguard Bureau move bricks on the construction site? Is it for practicing kung fu?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yun fell silent for a moment, then lay back on the item box: "She has her difficulties."

Lu Zeyu thought for a while and sighed: "Yes, she is only eighteen, and her peers are still in high school or have just entered university."

"Today I sent Ah Jun to report to the University of Science and Technology. You heard about the Kunpeng Project, right? You lost a little genius! Oh, the entire Education Department was alarmed. I don't know how many people are busy looking for it tonight! Look at the little pity again, At the same age, no matter how powerful Fuhu Escort is, the little girl will live a life of licking blood..."

Lu Zeyu thought about it, and then sincerely sympathized: "It may be that the family has a heavy burden to go to the darts. I have no chance to go to college but I have to practice martial arts and move bricks. The little poor is too miserable."

Jiang Yun didn't answer, took out a black peaked cap from her bag, and covered her face.

half an hour.

"... Lu Zeyu?"

"what."

"It's almost Girls' Day." Jiang Yun thought of Rong Zhi's broken phone screen, and her voice came out from under the peaked cap, "Give each of our MV girls a new phone."

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"If you drop your phone again, I'll punish you for not having cat sticks today." Rong Zhi quickly pressed down on the cat who wanted to commit crimes, and threatened fiercely.

The cat gave Rong Zhi a haughty look, and gave a "meow" confidently.

Rong Zhi raised the phone and shook the screen at the cat: "Master Cat, please do me a favor, and see how my screen is broken."

"Do you know that when I went out with Master today, Master thought I was going bankrupt, so he insisted on giving me gold bars."

The cat didn't have a good face, and turned around to ignore her.

Although Mao'er was as cold as ever, for some reason, Rong Zhi was in a good mood tonight.

She played an album by Jiang Yun.

The sound of the violin tangled in the hotel room like a thread.

Rong Zhi spent her childhood on the most inferior garbage star in the interstellar era. The eternal cruelty, cruelty and hunger made her keenly grasp the seemingly invisible black vein in Jiang Yun's piano sound.

She thought of her childhood.

When she was a child, a high fever blinded her eyes.

In that eternal darkness, she was like a spider, weaving all cruel and cruel sounds into a web, extending to all directions in the darkness.

She relies on this net to identify the world.

She almost died on the garbage planet where civilization was on the verge of collapse.

Later, she retrieved a boy.

The boy held her hand firmly, she could touch his swollen face, and smell the rotten smell from his hair, she knew that he was also a bug.They depend on each other.

One day, she dug up a box in a junkyard, which contained a piece of wood with a special shape.There are some wires hanging from the wood, and a stick.

After a few months of fiddling with it, the teenager made a pleasant sound with this piece of wood.

It was the first time in her life that she listened to music that day.

In the interstellar era under the control of the interstellar mastermind, AI has no way to understand human emotions. Everything is in line with rationality, order, and practicality. Art is judged to be meaningless.Music died out decades before she was born.

"You call it a violin?" She was full of longing, "If I could hear the violin often, no, just once a year, how happy I would be!"

The boy didn't speak.

He never speaks.Suffering silences.

Then he died, in the endless pile of rubbish that he would never get out of.She dragged him out alone, and another buried him under the rubbish.

It was night and the stars were shining brightly.

The same starlight has never changed.

Rong Zhi fell into a deep sleep.

Accompanied by the melody of the violin, she felt at ease and had a good night's dream.

Jiang Yun was struggling on the verge of insomnia, lit an orange night light by the bed, and quietly read Yao Yi's science fiction novel.

No one in the Provincial Department of Education can sleep.

……

Provincial Department of Education Building.

There were footsteps everywhere, the conference room was filled with smoke, and the people inside were anxious and their eyes were red.

"One of the children of the Kunpeng Project lost..."

"That's a Kunpeng student! A genius boy! How could he lose it!"

"Check by name..."

"The police in Shaocheng have checked it, and it's outrageous. The person has disappeared, and there is no trace of activity!"

"It's called Rong Zhi... that girl who studied at the construction site was very popular a while ago."

Beside the director, a young clerk wearing glasses said, "The delivery channels of Huaguo's education system are divided into public undergraduates, public junior colleges, and private schools. Even if Rong Zhi's file is submitted incorrectly, it must be within the public system. Impossible to disappear out of thin air."

The principals of 10 public undergraduate schools in the province were sitting in the meeting room, and they looked tired: "The files of all the students in the school have been screened three times, and Rong Zhi's files have not been sent to us by mistake."

President Qiao of Huaguo University of Science and Technology was among them.His shirt and suit were terribly wrinkled, and his face was slick with oil.

"The University of Science and Technology has confirmed that it has not received Rong Zhi's file?"

"No."

"On the day of registration, I found out that no one was there. Why did you go to the University of Science and Technology so early?"

Principal Qiao shook her mouth: "But she didn't even hand in the recommendation form..."

Director Shao, who is usually a refined person, was also angry at this time, and punched the desk: "I really wonder if you are messing with me! Qiao Rongdeng! Do you think I am too leisurely at work and want to give I'll find something to do!"

"How many conditions were imposed before people were dug out of the laboratory of the Northern Military University?"

"She still needs to hand it in by herself? Shouldn't the University of Science and Technology take the initiative to invite it?"