lyra sleepless

On the day of the inauguration ceremony, You Bushu rarely took off his extremely discordant scribe robe.He is wearing an old-style military uniform made of carbon nanofiber. To be honest, this uniform has not seen the light of day since he received the surrender letter from the enemy country at the surrender ceremony of the Hundred Years War. The various medals from 16 years ago Still shining brightly, covering his chest, each one is the endless legend of Orpheus.

This legend slapped You Jing's head with a slap so powerful that the veins on You Jing's forehead twitched. Amidst the slight ringing in his ears, he heard Daddy Cheap laugh heartily: "Young man, work hard!"

At the ceremony, the seven elders of the Council of Elders presented seven codes to the consul, and then the secretary-general Yegor handed over the scepter representing the will of the people of the Republic to the consul, so that You Zheng could truly become the leader of the Lyra. legitimate leader.

"I don't have eight hands." You Zheng shrugged his shoulders when he heard about the smelly and lengthy process like foot wraps. "Wouldn't it be a disaster if the scepter or code were dropped?"

"It's just a symbol. The seven volumes of the code are seven memory chips, and it's enough for the elders to wear them for you." You Jing taught earnestly.

"And something as important as the scepter, let a secretary give it to me?"

He received a thump on the forehead, and the eldest brother said blankly: "It's secret. I knew you must have cheated on the political introduction exam in the military academy. Secretary-General is a popular term. Officially speaking, Yegor The post should be 'Secretary', he is a subordinate of the consul, and also the teacher of the consul. The head of state is often changed, and the orders are changed day by day, but Yegor has always controlled the overall situation, so that our fragile political power mechanism can be subtle. To keep the balance. To be precise, he is the axis of the government. Can you remember this time, my brother consul?"

"Wait a minute, aren't the consuls of the Lyra constellation tenured for life? Why do they always change?"

You Jing's face changed several times quickly, and finally turned into a long sigh: "They don't show you the news at the river bank base?"

In the end, he didn't answer You Zheng's question either.

At this moment, the seven elders have already arrived at the bottom of the ladder, high-level government officials, military representatives, and governors from various provinces and stars gathered in the Consul, and everyone is waiting for the arrival of the new consul.

You Zheng saw the scene of the ceremony in the live broadcast, and his legs were a little weak.

You Zheng himself, the biggest world scene he has ever seen in his life was during a certain National Day military parade where he and a group of classmates waved flowers in their hands under the Jinshui Bridge and squatted for a full two hours. I was so excited that I couldn't sleep. In my dreams, there were rumbling tanks running over the ground, and the echelons of planes flying overhead like white birds.You Zheng's mother watched the official video dozens of times before she caught a blurry picture of You Zheng's head in a certain two-second shot.

And the big events with him as the protagonist are even more pitiful. The last time thousands of people listened to him was at the university entrance ceremony, and that was because a certain vice president was a friend of his mother for many years.His mother was not in the country at the time, so she specially arranged for a photographer to take pictures of her son's heroic appearance berating Fang Qiu. You Zheng was so ashamed that he cut off the photos from the photographer and threw them in a drawer in his room. The horns and corners have never been turned out again.

When he closed the drawer, he glanced at the photo. Few of the classmates behind him looked up and listened to him.

In fact, he wrote the manuscript for quite a long time.

You Zheng hung up the lock, clicked it, and forgot about it when he turned around.

Many years later, You Zheng recalled the terrible feeling at that time, and he turned around and said sincerely to his father: "I need to go to the bathroom."

You Bushu understood very well: "It's inevitable to be nervous, hurry up, it's about to start!"

You Zheng was walking aimlessly on the promenade, he just wanted to escape temporarily, alien republic, military position, new consul, all the messy things, he was suddenly pushed into this world, no one asked him if he would I don’t want to, *, maybe this is just a dream!

He suddenly leaned against the wall and knocked his head vigorously. When he was on the earth, You Zheng would occasionally make a mistake and hit his head on a post, but at that time the pain would always make him wake up quickly-the walls on the earth are not will hide from people.

So he kowtowed for a long time without feeling anything, and when he finally turned around, someone looked at him in amazement, but even the strange expression of astonishment did not destroy his elegance and coldness.

This rare beauty quickly recovered her usual calm expression and walked towards You Zheng.

You Zheng, You Zheng wants to travel back to Earth immediately.

When we met for the first time, I just stripped naked like a hooligan, and I can comfort myself because the other party asked me to, but this time I slammed into a wall like a fool, what should I say?Got water in my head and I wanna shake it out?

Applying Murphy's Law to You Zheng, the more he should show the domineering and arrogant demeanor of the new consul of the second son of the military family, the more he will be like the original earth bastard.

He was deeply saddened, but said from the bottom of his heart: "I'm sorry, I'm rude."

The other party smiled slightly: "I was rude, I shouldn't have disturbed you, Your Excellency the Consul."

"No," You Zheng frantically defended the other party, "This is a public place, you can disturb as much as you like, oh, maybe a beam of cosmic rays accidentally hit me just now, so I behaved a little abnormally, in fact, I don't usually behave like this ..."

He was cut short: "I'm not stating the facts. It's just that it's better for me to be rude than for you to be rude."

Standing on tiptoe slightly, he adjusted You Zheng's stand-up collar to be more docile, then raised his head and smiled, "Of offended again."

You Zheng looked at the flickering eyelashes when he laughed, and stammered, "The dress fits very well, thank you."

There was a hint of confusion in the other party's gray-blue eyes, and then disappeared: "Really, that's great." He stretched out a hand, turned sideways to guide You Zheng: "You should appear at the ceremony now gone."

"Aren't you coming with me? I mean, aren't you going to watch the ceremony?"

He flicked a strand of curly hair beside his ear: "I still have important things to do."

The code is the chain of the consul. The most important reason why Lyra has been able to maintain a pyramid-shaped government structure for thousands of years and not become a tragic dynasty ruled by a single talent is the constraints of the code.Only the consul with a scepter can represent the people. The scepter is the blade that breaks the way among thousands of people, and it is also the whip that tortures the conscience in the middle of the night.

I have to say that Lyra really deserves to be a vast... constellation.People of all kinds and colors, You Zheng stood at the highest point and looked from a distance, the crowded heads were like red orange yellow green blue blue purple, whoever held the colorful practice danced in the air.According to You Zheng's limited knowledge of extraterrestrial biology, in essence, the ethnic characteristics of the Lyra residents are the same as those of the earth, and these colorful hair colors are due to the local superb washing, cutting, blow-drying and dyeing techniques.

Fortunately, their appreciation of skin color is still within the range of You Zheng's cognition, and he has a little psychological barrier to the aliens who rule the blue skin.

However, most of the people who are free and unrestrained are the journalists and people watching the ceremony. Veterans and officials must maintain their natural hair and skin color.For example, the young elder who wore the "Administrative Code" for him had black hair and black eyes similar to him. The elder stepped back half a step and saluted You Zheng. When he raised his head, the black eyes in his eyes reminded You Zheng Julien Sorel, who knows, maybe it was because he looked French.

At any rate, the seven elders had finished their work, You Zheng couldn't help looking around, wondering if the tailoring was done.

When he was in a daze, drums beat like flames. From the distant sky, they spun and landed on the top of the Consulate. Following closely, the music was like raging waves, like tides, like hundreds of rivers entering the sea, and the ocean flooded the crowd. In the awe-inspiring deep water, people opened their eyes wide and raised their heads.

Secretary-General Yegor, wearing a pure silver uniform, stepped up to the high platform step by step.He held the scepter symbolizing Lyra in both hands. The huge ore on the scepter was surrounded by a ghostly static field, which was taken from the fragments left by Vega.

His figure is extremely thin, but it seems that lightning has split the mountains, he is a ray of sunshine between the sky, and wherever he walks, there seems to be strong winds.

"I'm the star in your palm

It's your icy guts

you are my echo

It's my personal weapon

scepter falls to darkness

And the light is under your feet..."

You Zheng clenched his fists by his side.

This is really unexpected.