lyra sleepless

Three days before the inauguration, the Consulate sent someone to take measurements for the Consul's uniform.

You Zheng told him the news: "Originally, you can use your data in the military, but you've been too nerdy recently, and I'm afraid you won't be able to wear the clothes you wore three months ago." His 3D image stood a little further away, as if Looking at You Zheng's muscles, You Zheng felt slightly chilled by him.

The short-distance video system inside Youjia has the permission to move freely, so as long as You Zheng wants, he can sit in his own office in the military department, and use 3D images to inspect his brother's room from beginning to end, and find out who he is. Snacks stashed in the closet and a dozen empty wrappers in the bottom of the trash can.

No way, Lyrans have reached the pinnacle of research on eating and drinking, enough to make those science fiction writers who fantasize about aliens relying on energy bars to maintain their lives ashamed. Facts have proved that the more advanced human civilization is, the more they love to work hard on personal enjoyment .When You Jing first arrived, he still thought about the earth and didn't think about it. After two or three days of melancholy, he became really fond of Youjia's chef's craftsmanship.

You Jing complained: "Can't they use pressure-sensitive materials to make clothing? It's comfortable and close-fitting, and you don't need to measure the size." In addition to the aristocrats who cling to the old tradition, they still insist on using plant fibers and animal proteins as clothing materials. , Ordinary Lyra people are used to wearing pressure-sensitive clothing with a uniform size. When it is attached to the skin, the extremely thin pressure-sensitive elements will transmit electrical signals to the entire garment, changing the warp and weft density of the garment, so that it fits just right The body, even every scar on the body is tenderly cared for.

"Intelligence means controllability, and controllability is not a good thing for the head of Lyra. So please accept this necessary trouble and let me measure it for you."

A voice came, elegant and courteous, just like its owner, the slender wrist followed the ancient etiquette and tapped on the door twice, "May I enter your room, Your Excellency the Consul?"

Lyra people are such a hypocritical modesty and prudence, and they are full of taboos. Does he still have the right to say no?

You Zheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the little tailor sent by the Consulate in front of him, perhaps this title was a little too light on him.

Even if he knows that this is an alien planet, Mr. Tailor's appearance is too outstanding. His skin is pale, and his outline has a thin and detached beauty. Against the backdrop of blue eyes, his unique detached and gentle temperament is more and more evident.

Converted to the earth, this should be a fashion circle, right, who can serve the consul, maybe he is an important person, and it is not surprising that he looks like a reserve in Twilight.You Zheng was thinking wildly like this, until the other party coughed lightly, he suddenly reacted and said, "Of,,, of course!"

"Then please start taking off."

"Oh, take off... take off?!"

The man nodded, taking it for granted: "How can I measure it if you don't take it off?"

Hey, no, are you Orpheus so unprofessional, you have to take off your clothes to fit the size?Don't think that You Jing hasn't worn haute couture, that's fine, he picks off the clothes of customers before he comes up!

Do you want me to tell you where to put it?

You Jing wanted to cry but had no tears. As a Xibei product, what else could he do besides doing as the Romans do? Like a bride on a wedding night, he shyly removed one piece after another until the tailor clapped his hands in satisfaction. : "Okay."

You Jing was only wearing underwear, and his heart was devastated.In the fashion circle, oh my god, could he have taken a fancy to me?

When he thought of this, his whole body trembled, and he felt goosebumps all over his body.

The tailor threw a small butterfly detector into the air, and in an instant, a green light array enveloped You Jing, and thousands of golden sampling points flickered around him, projecting a simple three-dimensional image, dense numbers on the image Changing, constructing the training set, adjusting the model, optimizing parameters, calculating interpolation, sampling and testing again... You Jing doesn't know how many times this process will be repeated, but under the technological level of Lyra, everything can be solved in polynomial time Problems will be compressed to the extreme.

A hand lightly pressed on his chest, You Jing lowered his head, the tailor didn't know when he was so close to him, he focused on a sampling point on You Jing: "As long as I am on this pressure-sensitive clothing If you do a little trick here, amplifying the current by ten orders of magnitude is enough for you to die for your country, and the circuit will be burned cleanly, and the murderer will not be traced at all—this is why your clothing must be made of natural materials."

You Jing squinted his eyes and raised his eyebrows: "Then the Republic still allows you to surround me naked with an electromagnetic field at this moment?"

"Are you worried about me?" He took a step back, smiling, as if he was determined to get the answer to this question.You Jing noticed the slender waist that appeared under the black shirt when he stepped back, it was made of natural material, of course, in the fashion circle, could he really be a gay, with such a slender waist.

Stop, stop, You Jing is holding on to the last dignity of his 20 years of being single, no matter how good-looking he is, he is still a man, and You Jing is a person who has escaped the vulgar tastes, a noble person, and an ideal type is Noriko Sakai who never likes abstinence High-cold people.

At this point, the detector's calculations are complete.The dense golden light spots melted into a ball and turned into light.The future consul stands amidst this splendor, set off like a god.

Mr. Tailor stopped smiling, and he returned to his frosty expression, and solemnly rushed to salute: "Bless you, Your Excellency the Consul."

Blessing is a very delicate word. In culture, it often implies some deep-rooted beliefs. However, the civilization history of Lyra is too long. They abandoned religion very early in the process of technological development, making it obsolete in history. In the dust, to be honest, it is not recorded in history textbooks.

You Jingxuan, who just finished reading Orpheus's history textbook, said that although nobles have old-fashioned stinks, Mr. Tailor is really old-fashioned.

"By the way," said the tailor as he left, "there is no place for a gun on the costume, so it is a pity that your beautiful little girl cannot accompany you to the Consulate."

He was referring to the Kehak 4.05!

You Jing was furious. He just pulled up his pants, walked to the door aggressively, brushed the other side's temple with his fist, hit the sensor wall, and closed the door again: "Why?"

The other party was still unhurried, and replied with a good temper: "I understand your habit of wearing guns as a general, but this is Orpheus, even the weapons used by the police and the Senate guards are nothing more than stun guns. A real Lethal modern weapons are almost unforgivable on the capital planet, so I have to ask you to remove the neutron flow gun."

He glanced sideways: "Considering what you are doing at the moment, I have to say that this regulation is very sensible."

You Jing hastily put down his hand, apologized and said, "I'm not..." I didn't mean to use violence or something, you have to understand the grievance of a man whose gun was confiscated, and you can't just argue.

But looking at Mr. Tailor's calm eyes, he could only surrender and admit that he was wrong.

Youjia is a private territory, and even the aircraft of the Consulate cannot land at will, so You Zheng, who just got off work, saw two teams of security personnel in government uniforms guarding a civilian The young man walked slowly towards the gate.

He greeted naturally: "Hello, Yegor! That kid You Jing didn't rebel, did he?"

Yegor fiddled with his flaxen curls with his fingers, and smiled politely back at You Zheng: "Compared to when he was at the riverside base, the Consul is much more mature."

They didn't talk anymore, and the people in the military and government actually had nothing to say.

When Yegor walked out of the home, he turned his head to look at this huge black rock building, which looked like a behemoth devouring the world. A mocking expression was drawn from his mouth. A guard had already opened the aircraft cabin. He bent over and stepped in. The aircraft Then it slowly lifted into the sky, heading towards the direction of the Consulate, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.