Urban black technology supplier

Chapter 145, serious nonsense

"Uh, I'm a little embarrassed to reply to me in a serious manner."

Li Yun was a little embarrassed.
To be honest, Li Yun really doesn’t care much about how to attend the banquet that day, just search the Internet for information, such as formal dresses, such as not being able to eat melons, such as bringing a charming female partner, and then being called by the rich second generation We watched and were finally provoked
No, this is not the point, pass by.

However, Li Yun's attention to that fan is not fake. Now Li Yun has such a slight connection with the Tianhai government. At present, this connection seems to be a naked exchange of interests with the country, and there is no human affection in it. Even if Yes, that is also a favor with the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

However, no matter what the Chinese Academy of Sciences said, the emperor was far away from the mountain, and he could not always respond to Li Yun's request in the capital of Tianjing.

For example, now, even though he already has an inextricable relationship with Dean Lin, he is too busy to take time off, and even Li Yun has no time to take care of the technology in his hands.

The Chinese Academy of Sciences is far away from the emperor, but Tianhai District is different!

Judging from the current development situation, there will definitely be many opportunities for cooperation with the military in the future. Whether it is the catalytic materials needed by Zhenjin now or the various technologies developed in the future, it is necessary to establish a relationship with the military.

But now there is a bond that breaks the pattern of interest exchange, bringing a little bit of special human affection to the cold interest exchange. Although this special emotion is nothing in the early stage, when it becomes tighter and tighter in the future, this human relationship may be broken. The key point of the deadlock is to give Li Yun or the country a greater room for maneuver.

And now the link that Li Yun sees is the daughter of the big man.
After a long time, Li Yun didn't think too much about it anymore. Lian Yuxin should have dealt with these social matters, but now he let himself, a scientist, worry about it.

This is simply unbearable!
"It seems that being too handsome is indeed a sin. It not only attracts fans but also breaks my heart."

"Forget it, since I'm so serious about the method, then I'll talk nonsense to her in a serious way."

After thinking about it, Li Yun clicked on this person's private chat profile picture.

The head portrait of this person is very simple, it is a sketch portrait.

Above is a hospital bed, and next to the bed is a bird.

In the nursing ward of the military compound, Fang Ziyan was staring at the computer screen, typing at a very slow speed.

This Fang Ziyan was the patient Lin Feiyu visited last time.

Unlike other patients with Lou Gehrig's disease, her arm has a set of the most advanced exoskeleton in the world today, the same model as Hawking, and can use electrode sensing and blinking to type, especially she also has the ability to speak. In terms of expression, it is much more convenient than Hawking.

This is one of her few hobbies. Trapped in the hospital bed, it is only through this way that she can understand the vast world and how beautiful the sky outside the ward is.

"This man is really vulgar." Fang Ziyan smiled gently, showing a mature expression different from his age.

At this moment, Fang Ziyan is chatting with the person whose ID is [Old Li Vest No. [-]] behind the chat box.

"Are you also a senior weed powder expert? Do you have any skills that you can share with me!" - Lao Li Vest No. [-]

5 minutes later.
"You are vulgar." - Birds and Sky
"Well, I'm just a little nervous. This fan seems to have paid a lot of money to see me, so I don't want to disappoint her kindness. Wouldn't she be disappointed if the painting style doesn't look good when we meet?"—— Lao Li vest No. [-].

The style of painting is different.
Fang Ziyan paused for a moment, then thought while typing, if he substituted himself, what would it be like to see Mr. Li different from what he imagined?

Hmm. What kind of person is Mr. Li?
To be honest, Fang Ziyan really doesn't have an image concept for her idol. What she admires is the different results brought about by the same experience as Li Yun.

Li Yun won the fight against fate, but he is still fighting, and the victory is still far away.

As for image?whatever
"You just need to show your truest self. There are many aspects to worshiping a person." - Bird and Sky
"Okay, although you type very slowly, thank you for your answer, I think it can't be more painful for my impatient to refresh the page over and over again. Well, I will tell the truth, this real fan and I have It’s a big intersection of interests, so I still attach great importance to it.” ——Old Li Vest No. [-].

It is directly pointed out here that meeting real fans is only because of overlapping interests.

Fang Ziyan just smiled slightly at this, and did not reply to the other side.

In her opinion, as long as the other party's doubts are answered.

But then she paused, thinking that she was already very tired when typing characters.

Although it was just a simple blink of an eye and talking, it was like exercising for her.

There is a limit to her daily exercise time. When using the exoskeleton to type these words, she is already a little overwhelmed
Seeing this situation, the middle-aged maid who had been standing beside her like a sculpture silently came up and removed Fang Ziyan's exoskeleton.

Fang Ziyan was also very cooperative, silently settled on the bed, and let the middle-aged maid take away the set of exoskeleton - depriving her of the last resort to understand the world.

Now she is alone again, the world only has hospital beds and the sky.

After a long time, Fang Ziyan whispered softly: "Hey, Aunt Yang, what do you mean I live in this world?"

"Your existence is the greatest meaning. You are the bottom line of the master and the young master and Ni Lin." The maid named Aunt Yang said in a calm tone. If Li Yun was here, he would definitely complain. This is the old version. Nova Tone
And she also surreptitiously replaced the concept of meaning and significance.

She exists only for the meaning of others, not her own.

"It's ridiculous that I exist because of others." Fang Ziyan turned her head, looked at the spotless ward, and then at the sky.

There is no sunshine in Fang Ziyan's life.

Even though there are still people who love her, she has lost her love for the world.

Ah... I really want to die.

(End of this chapter)