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Pan Fenglan looked at the unfamiliar and familiar scenes outside the window, feeling a little uneasy.

There are high-rise buildings everywhere, and the pedestrians on the road all have a typical appearance of foreigners, with high noses and deep eyes, brown and slightly curly hair.

Along the way, Pan Fenglan felt very confused, but her son Qiu Ximing urged her all the way. In order not to worry her son, Pan Fenglan only packed some daily things and followed him on the plane.

She has been here for a few days, and the place she lives in is not bad, but Pan Fenglan just feels uncomfortable.

The waiter spoke a bird's language that she couldn't understand at all, and her son Qiu Ximing seemed to be quite busy, and Pan Fenglan didn't want to disturb him.

This made Pan Fenglan feel as if she was trapped on an isolated island where no one could speak.

Qiu Ximing turned on the TV for her, but what was broadcast on the TV were also all kinds of birdsong that she couldn't understand, and she couldn't understand the news or TV dramas.

All the signs in the hotel room are in English. For Pan Fenglan, who has only completed elementary school and only one year of junior high school, it is no different from ghost painting symbols.

If it weren't for some things that looked the same as those in China, Pan Fenglan might not even be able to use the bathroom.

Even though she was so cautious, she still made a lot of jokes.

She couldn't understand the waiter's words, and the waiter couldn't understand her words. Every time the waiter came over, the two of them were talking to each other.

However, the language is different, and it does not mean that the emotions are different.

At least, Pan Fenglan could still feel the arrogance and sense of superiority that the waiter showed occasionally.

When her son Qiu Ximing came back, Pan Fenglan was the happiest in the past few days.

"Son, you're finally back." Pan Fenglan couldn't help but said, "How long are we going to live in this place that doesn't shit? When are we going back to China?"

"Let me tell you, I can't live in this place at all. I can't understand what they say." Pan Fenglan felt more and more aggrieved as she spoke. "It's not that my disease can't be cured in China, so why do I have to come abroad?"

"This is a foreign country. We don't understand what they said. What if we are deceived?"

Seeing her son Qiu Ximing, Pan Fenglan couldn't stop her thoughts.

Pan Fenglan is not usually an introverted person. Although she did not know how to use a smartphone when she was in China, she was talkative and could always chat with people around her. lonely.

But after going abroad, Pan Fenglan felt uncomfortable all over. If she hadn't thought that her son was for her own good, Pan Fenglan would have been unable to live on.

Seeing that his mother's words were full of dissatisfaction, Qiu Ximing couldn't help laughing, "Mom, don't worry, I took you abroad to treat your illness."

Pan Fenglan couldn't help but muttered again, "Didn't the doctor also say that, there are doctors in our country who can do it, but we have to wait."

Qiu Ximing sighed, "Yes, but Mom, I can't wait, I hope you can have surgery as soon as possible, otherwise, wait until the cancer cells spread..."

Pan Fenglan saw the embarrassed look on her son Qiu Ximing's face, and her heart ached, "Okay, okay, Mom is not blaming you, but I just think it's too inconvenient for us to go abroad."

"Then when can we have the operation?" Pan Fenglan asked, "After the operation is over, let's go back to China quickly. You took a lot of time off this time, right?"

Qiu Ximing gave a "hmm" and changed the subject, "Mom, is there anything you want to visit? I'll take you there and act as your interpreter."

Pan Fenglan laughed immediately, "I'm very satisfied if you have such a heart. It doesn't look any different from domestic ones, even if all the people walking on the road are foreigners, what's there to see?"

Qiu Ximing also laughed, "There's really nothing to see, so shall I order you some takeaway?"

"Isn't it expensive to take out food abroad? I saw that there is a kitchen here. Later, you take me to the supermarket to buy some food. I will cook it for you. It is cheap and healthy. You guys are real outside." Eat less takeaways! It's not clean!"

After some rambling, Qiu Ximing finally couldn't hold back his mother, so he took her to the supermarket, bought some ingredients and came back, and the two of them ate a meal that was considered an authentic hometown dish.

After Pan Fenglan was settled, Qiu Ximing went to see Professor Freeman.

Professor Freeman is a tenured professor of the Myers Research Institute. When Qiu Ximing came over, he had contacted him before. It's just that Professor Freeman was busy during this period, so he took time to meet with him today.

The two met in a coffee shop.

In order to show his sincerity, Qiu Ximing went to the coffee shop early to wait. After he finished drinking a cup of coffee, the bell hanging on the door of the coffee shop rang.

An elderly man with neatly combed black and white hair walked in.

Qiu Ximing immediately stood up, "Professor Freeman."

After hearing Qiu Ximing's voice, Professor Freeman walked over quickly, "Oh, dear Qiu, I finally see you, you are younger than you look in the photo."

"Professor Freeman, you are still the same as before."

After greeting each other, Qiu Ximing tentatively brought up the conditions that had been negotiated before.

Professor Freeman agreed without any hesitation, "Don't worry, dear Qiu, I've been busy with your entry into the Myers Institute for a while, and when the procedures are completed, you will become our colleague! "

"It's my honor." Qiu Ximing said modestly.

"No, it should be an honor for our Myers Research Institute, which is about to welcome young and powerful researchers."

This conversation can be described as a feast for the guests and the host.

However, after Qiu Ximing actually entered the Miles Research Institute, he found that it seemed to be different from what he had thought before?

In the previously negotiated conditions, Qiu Ximing would directly lead a scientific research team, but the fact is that after entering the Miles Research Institute, Qiu Ximing was just an ordinary researcher, nothing special.

After greeting his future colleagues with a peaceful expression, Qiu Ximing immediately went to see Professor Freeman.

However, Professor Freeman is usually busy with various scientific research work and rarely spares time. Qiu Ximing hit a wall at least three times before finally meeting Professor Freeman.

"Dear Qiu," Professor Freeman seemed to have just finished the experiment, and the lab coat on his body hadn't been changed yet, "I heard that you've been wanting to see me recently, what's the matter? Could it be that the colleagues in the institute don't Easy to get along with?"

"No." Qiu Ximing shook his head, "Professor Freeman, I remember that's not what we agreed on before."

"The previous agreement?" Professor Freeman asked in confusion.

Qiu Ximing's eyes suddenly darkened, "According to the previous agreement, if I enter the Myers Research Institute, I will directly lead a scientific research team instead of being an ordinary researcher."

"Professor Freeman, you won't break your word, will you?"

"Oh, no, dear Qiu," Professor Freeman said with a smile, "Of course I won't forget about it, but Qiu, you are a newcomer to the Myers Institute after all, and the original Researchers have long developed a rapport with each other."

"If you transfer them to your subordinates rashly, as you know, it is very likely that the situation will be unacceptable." Professor Freeman said with a smile, "Starting from the most basic researchers will allow you to break into this world as soon as possible." Environment, familiar with various researchers, when the time comes, you will know who you need and who you don’t.”

"Don't worry, dear Qiu, after you get to know everyone well, you can choose the people you like to join your research team."

There was no smile in Qiu Ximing's eyes, "Professor Freeman, are you trying to shirk?"

Professor Freeman smiled slightly, "Dear Qiu, I hope you can understand that this is the regulation of our Myers Institute."

"After all, you have just joined the Myers Research Institute. If I rashly ask you to directly lead a scientific research group, think about your colleagues, what will they think? They will definitely think, oh, God, Qiu Ximing is a newcomer, Why can he lead a scientific research team alone? Did he use some abnormal means of competition?"

At the end, Freeman said meaningfully, "Dear Qiu, do you want me to announce the reason?"

The look in Qiu Ximing's eyes became colder and colder, but Professor Freeman standing opposite him still looked very considerate of him, "Dear Qiu, since you have come to the Myers Institute, you must abide by the The rules here."

Qiu Ximing sneered, "Professor Freeman, I also hope you understand that I'm not the kind of person who doesn't hold back."

Freeman paused, "Dear Qiu, I'm looking forward to your successor."

After Qiu Ximing returned to his residence, he remembered Professor Freeman's face and couldn't help but smashed the cup in his hand.

"Very good, all good."

Perhaps he was really interested in what Qiu Ximing said about keeping a hand. Not long after, someone contacted Qiu Ximing, saying that he had prepared an operation for his mother.

Qiu Ximing felt that the anger in his heart was finally calmed down a bit. However, when he brought Pan Fenglan to the hospital, he found that the doctor who performed the operation on his mother was not the same doctor he had previously booked.

"Sorry." Qiu Ximing stopped the person directly, dissatisfied, "I clearly remember that it was Dr. Boris who made the appointment before, why did you change it?"

The nurse took a look at Qiu Ximing and explained, "Sir, Mr. Boris couldn't schedule the latest time, so Dr. Joel was replaced to perform the operation on your mother."

"Don't worry, sir, Dr. Joel's skills are not as bad as Dr. Boris's."

Qiu Ximing narrowed his eyes, "Dr. Joel? Why haven't I heard his name before?"

The nurse shrugged, "Maybe it's because you are a foreigner."

Qiu Ximing had a bad premonition in his heart, "Can you show me his resume?"

"of course can."

After reading the resume of that Dr. Joel, Qiu Ximing was almost laughed at. In the resume of this Dr. Joel, he did not see a similar case. To put it bluntly, Qiu Ximing even felt that the other party He was using his mother to practice.

Because Qiu Ximing strongly demanded that Dr. Boris should perform the operation on his mother, the operation still failed in the end. As for when the next operation will be performed, no one can give him specific information at all. Ask Qiu Ximing to make an appointment in advance.

After a lot of tossing, Qiu Ximing's mother, Pan Fenglan, only felt that her head hurt. She couldn't understand anything, and could only listen to her son arguing with those nurses and doctors in white clothes.

Pan Fenglan couldn't help but said, "Son, is this hospital really reliable?"

Qiu Ximing comforted his mother, "Don't worry, Mom, we won't have surgery today. I'll make another appointment for you with another doctor. That doctor's skills are very good, and you will be fine."

On the other side, the nurse had already made a second confirmation with Qiu Ximing, "Sir, are you sure you want to give up?"

"I'm sure."

At this moment, Qiu Ximing didn't realize what he had rejected.

When he finally got to see Dr. Boris, he was suddenly told that he needed to pay for the surgery, otherwise, Dr. Boris would not have operated on his mother.

Similarly, this is completely different from the previous agreement between Qiu Ximing and Professor Freeman.

Qiu Ximing angrily went to find Freeman, but was told that Professor Freeman had no time to see him at all.

"Mr. Qiu, please forgive me for not speaking very nicely. All of this is your own choice, isn't it?"

After speaking, Freeman's assistant left, leaving only Qiu Ximing stunned in place.

Qiu Ximing stood in the corridor where people came and went, his whole body was in a state of desperation, and people passing by him would occasionally glance at him, but they would not pay attention to him.

After returning to the residence, facing his mother who was nagging about going back, Qiu Ximing finally couldn't help getting angry, "Mom, can you be quiet? I'm really tired."

Seeing that her son Qiu Ximing's face was full of exhaustion, Pan Fenglan couldn't bear it, so she continued to persuade, "Son, let me tell you, this foreign country is really unreliable, otherwise you should hurry up and sell the vacation with your leader, let's go back?"

After being silent for a long time, Qiu Ximing finally choked out a sentence, "I can't go back."

The remote feather scientific research institute thousands of miles away.

"Mr. Crane, do you mean that the so-called hologram is to deceive people's five senses?"

"No... no way? This is different from what I thought!" Immediately someone lamented, "The hologram I thought was to carry out neural connection and upload the human consciousness into the holographic world."

"But if it is a neural connection, who can guarantee the safety of our consciousness?"

"No, haven't you guys thought about it? If neural connection is really possible, wouldn't it mean that those mechas in science fiction, exoskeletons and other things can be made?"

The chatterbox was opened, and the scientific research institute immediately became a mess. Everyone was expressing their opinions, and occasionally some disagreed with each other's views and quarreled with each other.

After a while, He Xueshi felt that he was not in the scientific research institute that countless people yearned for, but in the bustling vegetable market!

"Ahem!" Chai Xishan coughed heavily, and glared at the group of students who were arguing, "Quiet down!"

After everyone quieted down, Chai Xishan also looked around at the simulated future city, and said to Hexue, "Boss He, if this technology is applied in movie theaters, wouldn't it mean that it can be used when the audience watches movies?" More immersive?"

He Xueshi nodded with a smile, "Teacher Chai is right, this technology is really suitable for film production."

"Will it be a big deal if it is used in film production?" A student asked, "In my opinion, this technology is very suitable for application in the military field. Since the five senses have been deceived, for the enemy, Isn't that 'reality'?"

"But this technology only deceives our own five senses, or we can find out that this is a trap through some other detection methods, isn't it?"

"Then it's okay to make the other party's equipment undetectable?"

"It's nice to say, can you still stop others from developing?"

Seeing that the scene was about to quarrel again, this time the coughing person was replaced by Liang Wei.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Liang Weiwei said, "Then divide it into two directions. One direction is specialized in film and television production, and the other is military industry. I am in charge of military industry. Chai Xishan, you are in charge of film and television special effects production. "

"Hey, wait!" Chai Xishan suddenly felt unfair, "Why are you in charge of military equipment research and development, and I am in charge of film and television special effects equipment research and development?"

"There is no reason." Liang Wei said lightly, "Because I speak fast."

"No, this matter can't be settled like this?" Chai Xishan wanted to continue to fight for it, "What's the matter with drawing lots?"

Liang Wei glanced at Chai Xishan, "I disagree."

Liang Wei never had confidence in his own luck, and he didn't like those metaphysical things. He always fought for what he wanted.

Chai Xishan patted his head, seeing that Liang Wei had no room to retreat at all, he could only say, "It's fine, anyway, it's the same technique."

Liang Wei finally nodded in satisfaction, thinking that he would no longer have to work with Chai Xishan, Liang Wei felt that the air became a little bit sweeter.

Liang Wei recognized Chai Xishan's scientific research strength very much, but the two of them had completely opposite personalities. If they were dragged into a scientific research team, they could work together, but it would be uncomfortable to get along with each other.

To verify whether it can be applied in film and television production, He Xueshi still has a lot to do next.

Chai Xishan's team is in charge of technology, so He Xueshi doesn't need to worry too much.

But now, the more difficult thing is how to persuade theaters to install related equipment.

3D movies only need a pair of special effects glasses to watch movies, and the special effects glasses can be reused, the cost is not high, and the cost is acceptable to theaters.

However, the viewing experience in this holographic mode requires the theater to prepare a set of equipment for each movie viewer, so the cost will inevitably increase greatly.

In order to make money and not lose money, theaters will raise ticket prices for these moviegoers.

If the ticket price is too high, will anyone still be willing to experience this holographic viewing mode?

Even if someone is willing to pay a high ticket price for this, how long will it take to recover the cost?

It is necessary to know that the production of a film requires the cooperation of various departments and countless people to complete.

Now a movie can easily cost hundreds of millions of dollars. If you can only lose money and make money in the end, will anyone still be willing to invest in this kind of holographic movie?

Questions flooded He Xueshi's mind one after another.

Suddenly, fingers covered He Xueshi's eyes with the coolness of the night.

The corners of He Xueshi's lips curled up unconsciously, "Xuanzhi?"

"En." Long Xuanzhi didn't let go, and slowly lowered his palm, tracing He Xuezhi's slightly rosy cheeks, slightly trembling eyelashes, his tall nose, and... soft lips.

However, the downward finger stopped when it reached the corner of the lips. Obviously, the owner of that hand hesitated.

He Xueshi threw away the troubles in his mind, turned his head slightly, and Long Xuanzhi's finger pressing the corner of his lips immediately touched his lips.

Then, a hint of cunning flashed across He Xueshi's eyes, she slightly opened her lips, and the tip of her tongue quickly slid across the opponent's fingertips.

The wet feeling was gone at the touch, Long Xuanzhi even thought it was an illusion, until his fingertip was bitten lightly, he began to guess, maybe...it was not an illusion.

Noticing that Long Xuanzhi's breathing was a bit disordered, He Xueshi smiled deeper in his eyes, and at the same time raised his head, trying to look at the person standing behind him.

Long Xuanzhi's fingers brushed his lips, the skin under the lips, and stroked He Xueshi's chin.

If you look at it from the perspective of others, it seems that Long Xuanzhi lifted He Xueshi's chin, making him look up at himself.

The back of the sofa is very low, He Xueshi rested his head on it, and he didn't feel too uncomfortable. His dark eyes were smiling, looking at Long Xuanzhi who was bowing his head.

Generally speaking, looking at people from the bottom up is the accepted angle of death.

But He Xueshi felt that in Long Xuanzhi's body, there was no angle of death at all.

Looking at it from the bottom up, Long Xuanzhi is still as handsome as before.

His eyes reflected the night sky, as if stars had fallen into the world and into his eyes.

He Xueshi was engrossed in watching, couldn't help raising his hand, and gently stroked the corner of Long Xuanzhi's eyes.

The moment the corners of the eyes were touched, the dark pupils transformed into golden vertical pupils at an incredible speed.

It was night, the pupils opened, and the center of the golden vertical pupils seemed to be a black vortex, absorbing all the rationality of He Xueshi in an instant.

When He Xueshi came back to his senses, his hand was already on the back of Long Xuanzhi's head, and the distance between the two became extremely close. It seemed that if they got any closer, the tips of their noses would touch each other. bump into each other.

At this time, the faces of the two people were intertwined, He Xueshi couldn't see Long Xuanzhi's eyes, he could only see his protruding Adam's apple, and hear his out-of-beat heartbeat.

Fingers slid across the opponent's long hair, He Xueshi's eyes darkened, and with force, he pressed Long Xuanzhi's head down.