High school science students save the world

Weird green smoke hung in the air.

There was almost an ashtray on the long conference table, and the men kept smoking. Song Ci looked down at her spotless ashtray, feeling so stuffy that she couldn't breathe.

The old man Huang was wearing a white coat that had never changed for thousands of years. One of his hands knocked on the table unconsciously, and the cigarette in his finger shook out a little ash with the knock.

He thought for a while, put out the cigarette, and waved his hand impatiently: "Let's go, let's go, everyone, the meeting is over."

The high-level people left one after another. Song Ci packed up the documents in her hand and stood up. However, when she stepped out the door, she turned her head inexplicably and saw the old man Huang with his back bent and his spine collapsed. It's like a real old man.

Song Ci couldn't help laughing: "Don't you want to go? I went to the cafeteria to eat."

The old man replied vaguely: "Well, you go first, the cafeteria will leave food for me."

"Is this the so-called privileged class?"

Song Ci closed the door, sat next to Dr. Huang, frowned in disgust and said, "It's a blessing that you can smoke so many cigarettes."

The old man Huang closed his eyes half-closed as if he was resting his mind. The conference room was quiet, and even the lights that were visible from above showed a dull and dead air, which made people breathless.

Song Ci was silent for a while, then glanced at the door and window before whispering, "This operation...is there a traitor?"

The old man snorted noncommittally.

Song Ci looked at him and continued: "I shouldn't have sent the 'chef' over this time, and Xiao Ke, who smiled awkwardly, they are all the most powerful assistants under the doctor, even Gardeners and Chi Sheng The number exceeded expectations, and the unit was besieged."

After she finished speaking, she found that the old man Huang still had his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping.

"Damn old man!" Song Ci frowned and kicked his chair viciously.

The old man glanced at her with the confusion of just waking up, and asked without interest: "Then who do you think is the traitor?"

"I don't know, but Lu Weiming must be excluded."

The old man pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled: "I thought you would say him, after all... there is a saying, 'If you are not of my race, your heart must be different.' It is really good."

"The earth government will lose the support of the base at this time and it will be over. The main battlefield of this battle is on the earth. Once they lose our protection, they will be swallowed up in an instant."

"No, that's not right," the old man Huang closed his eyes again, his face was calm and tired, "You underestimate the earth government too much. The 'D genetic modification project' was secretly carried out long before we came, It’s just that you didn’t call it that name before, those wicked scientists manipulated the genetic code of human beings, let you grow eight legs on your face, six eyes on your arms, and ten toes on the soles of your feet...”

Song Ci sneered, "It's disgusting."

"We're not too far behind. Don't worry about traitors anymore. Our goal was not Gardeners from the beginning," the old man said, standing up and stretching. "I'm going to eat in the cafeteria. You're so slow, be careful robbing me." Not cooking."

The cafeteria at the base has always been well-received. Most governments in the universe are the same, including the earth. Rabbits like to do research and treat their employees well. After entering the base of the α-Instrand planet, Lu Weiming can eat together with Song Ci girl.

But... the school cafeteria is another scene.

The food in the school cafeteria is notoriously unpalatable. For many years, students have used the name "pig food" to treat the food in the cafeteria, which makes people fully feel and sympathize with their experiences—although It doesn't help, and the mother who loves the child probably cooks some food for the child and puts it in a thermos cup, but it is obvious that Yang's mother is not such a person.

Yang Yan and Tan Zheng stayed by the gazebo of the artificial lake for a while, and when their mood softened enough, they realized that it was late and the cafeteria was out of food.

Yang Yanfei ran to the cafeteria, took a look at the ground floor, and found that there were no vegetables, only sticky tofu soup left, so he decisively took Qin Zheng to a small shop to buy instant noodles.

Like them, most of the small shops did not go to the cafeteria, and many of them came back to buy snacks after eating in the cafeteria. In a word: the small shop is the only recreational place for the working people who have been brutally oppressed and exploited by the bourgeoisie for a long time. Extraordinary, almost all people are close to each other, and only the back of the head can be seen at a glance.

Qin Zheng followed Yang Yan to the small shop slowly, and they tried their best to squeeze to the potato chips side, quickly grabbed two packs of potato chips, and then slowly squeezed to the instant noodle area with the crowd.

"Yo!"

A familiar voice exploded in Yang Yan's ear.

Yang Yan frowned and covered his ears and turned around, seeing the back table standing behind him with long arms and legs, smiling naturally.

"Why are you here to join in the fun?" Yang Yan asked him.

"Me?" The back table touched his head, "The group of basketball players asked me to bring them instant noodles, oh yes, there are also Coke and egg roll potato chips."

Yang Yan thought about it based on the brain at the back table, and he probably couldn't figure out who wanted what. It was very likely that he used a meal card to pay all the money. He thought so bitterly, and Qin Zheng suddenly supported his waist. .

Yang Yan felt a little itchy, and his hair exploded in an instant. He looked at Tan Zheng suddenly, only to see Tan Zheng glanced at him, and said softly, "Be careful."

Before Yang Yan could suppress his shock, the back table poked him on the back again: "Isn't that our new classmate?"

Looking in the direction indicated by the back table, the new girl was standing with the rotten girl next to Yang Yan. Maybe it was because of her health. sweaty.

Although the small shop was crowded, it was not uncommon for her to sweat and become dehydrated. Tan Zheng glanced at her a few times, then paid attention to his feet, and took Yang Yan by the way so that he wouldn't get lost.

They walked slowly to the instant noodle area. There were countless hands stretched out to explore the instant noodles on the entire half wall.Tan Zheng's favorite fan was in the corner, and he couldn't squeeze in for a while. At this time, the back table took advantage of his thin-footed compasses, like a thin bamboo pole, and squeezed hard. go in.

The back table threw their two boxes of fans over, holding several more boxes in their hands, and tiptoed to get out of the way of the rotten girl in the same class, and saw the new classmate standing there precariously, and there was a person behind her laughing After pushing her, she just fell down in a daze.

"Hey--!"

At the back table, he made a hand in a blink of an eye, grabbed her arm and pulled it aside hard, so that the new classmate who was unstable could stand still. Before he opened his mouth and said "you're welcome", the girl suddenly went crazy. He threw away his hand in the same way, screamed and stepped back, stepping on countless people's feet, almost causing a stampede.

This incident made people have no time to react.

The new girl arched her back with a pale face, and held her arm touched by the back table with her other hand. She looked at the back table vigilantly, and bit her lips numbly. Her lips were dry and chapped. Bai, after a while he seemed to feel uneasy and brushed his sweaty bangs.

There was pointing and cursing around her, but everyone deliberately kept a little distance away from her. The back table glanced at her with rounded eyes, and hurriedly picked up the bucket of instant noodles rolling on the ground.

The rotten girl quickly ran over to support her, asked if she was okay, and stared at the back table to ask for an explanation.

The back table was obviously taken aback, and stammered: "I, no, I just saw her fall and helped me... Yes, I'm sorry..."

The little girl has beautiful features, but the current appearance looks like a grieving ghost. If it weren't for the sun and many good people, seeing it at night would give people nightmares.

She crossed her arms, looked carefully, it was not, it was pinching, she was pinching the place touched by the back table just now, her eyes were dull and lifeless staring at the back table, her face showed a kind of gray that is rare for teenagers In defeat, beads of sweat rolled from her temples, and she was so excited that she closed her eyes.

It is sound.

It is a human voice.

She bit her lip thinking.

Those unbearable curses flooded into her ears.

"Damn it! Is his mother sick?!" "Is this an idiot or crazy!" "Who dares to help now, the old man will be cheated, and the girl will be cheated too!"... "This woman is really shameless! ""Bitch/man! Bitch/bitch!"

Countless voices of all kinds of men and women were mixed together, and they seemed to be one voice, indifferent, ironic, and sharp. In the darkness, the innocent black eyes at the back table twisted violently into a disgusting monster with a disgusting face.

The girl pinched herself hard, looked at the rotten girl who was supporting her, smiled weakly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going out first."

The rotten girl hurriedly shouted for me to come along, without giving half of the eyes to the back table.

The back table felt that he was wronged. When Yang Yan squeezed up, he still had his shoulders slumped, and said, "I didn't do anything, you know."

Qin Zheng nodded and said a few words of comfort to him.

After they had lunch, they started self-study at noon. Someone in the classroom would inevitably talk about the noon shop. Everyone knew that the back desk was nice, but the weak new classmate made trouble on the first day. Familiar, now the first impression is even worse.

Yang Yan and Qin Zheng were sitting at the front table of a pair of girls, and a few more came here from the corner in fours and fours, chatting about the new classmate as if they were eating melon seeds, and glanced at her with some subtle hostility from time to time. .

On the other hand, the Fu girl sitting next to Yang Yan is very close to her. The two of them were chatting, and the Fu girl suddenly remembered something: "Which school did you go to? The old class said that you came to us because of health reasons, so you usually Don’t crowd the small shop, it’s very boring with too many people.”

The girl nodded, "Yes", and then reported the name of the school.

"Isn't that a key high school?! It's a big loss for you to come to us!"

Because of the rotten girl's fuss, the few chatting in front of Yang Yan also heard it, pursed their mouths, and laughed and said goodbye because they were kicked out for something.

The author has something to say: Who said my son is not beautiful, stand up!I'm a member of the Appearance Association!Put the picture

Yang Yan first~

Qin Zheng~

Song porcelain girl~