Superstars of Tomorrow

The person sitting in the living room with his ears up to eavesdrop, almost couldn't help laughing out loud after hearing Fang Zhao's answer.

They all know that the old man doesn't like to hear the junior talk about playing games. It's okay to play games occasionally, but it's a waste of life to be addicted to games.

The old man was also depressed. Seeing that this kid finally came here once, he planned to make up the ten-year red envelope together, but after hearing the answer, he lost his mood instantly.

Seeing the old man's two eyebrows raised, the old lady sitting next to him patted him, and then looked at Fang Zhao. She was not angry because of this, but asked kindly: "We can rest assured that you are doing well now. , the job after graduation will definitely not be too smooth, have you encountered any difficulties?"

"have."

"oh?"

"I don't know much about military service. Can you tell me about the two of you serving on the Sirius?" Fang Zhao asked.

The old lady originally thought that Fang Zhao would take this opportunity to ask them for help. Among the children and grandchildren, many people would not think of them at ordinary times, and would come to ask for help when they encountered problems that could not be solved. She had seen too much of this, so, in When Fang Zhao said "yes", she was a little disappointed, but Fang Zhao's next words surprised her.

"About the military service on Sirius?" The old lady looked carefully, as if guessing that Fang Zhao really wanted to know about the military service of the two elders, or used this topic to ask them to help solve the military service?

"When the second uncle talked about military service, he mentioned that the two of you served on the Sirius, so I wanted to ask." Fang Zhao looked the old lady in the eyes and said seriously, "I checked, and the confidentiality period has expired. pass."

The old lady withdrew her gaze and recalled what happened back then. Although it has been a long time since she left, she still remembers it clearly now, and she will also take out the videos and photos taken at that time. With the decommissioning of the Sirius, those of them who used to serve on it also got some videos and photos.

After retirement, when I have nothing to do, I will take out the previous videos and photos, so I will never forget it. Videos and photos exist to remind people of what they've been through. Even if it has been more than a hundred years, the memory will be deeper because of the existence of videos and photos, and because of recalling it over and over again.

"When I served on the Sirius..."

"You have to ask me about this. I have served on the Sirius for longer than her. When I served on the Sirius, I was about your age. Back then..."

The old lady just got up, and the old man next to him couldn't sit still, so he quickly cut off the conversation, and told Fang Zhao about his experience when he served on the Sirius. The eyebrows that were raised in anger just now, rose again at a high speed.

Space is no more uncertain than serving on land and sea, and it may encounter unpredictable crises at any time, so many people try their best to keep themselves or their children on this planet to serve.

But Fang Zhao is different. He used to fight on land, and has never traveled to the sky. Many people have gained a lot of experience from their parents before serving in the military. The information that can be found on the Internet is limited, and most of them are official releases. , There are very few private ones, because those who served in space have signed non-disclosure agreements. Even after the non-disclosure period, what they say is known to everyone, and they will only tell the truth when facing their relatives or trusted friends , express your true feelings.

Fang Zhao only learned something from Second Uncle Fang, but Second Uncle Fang's service experience was relatively ordinary, while the experience of the old man and the old lady was more ups and downs. After getting to the regiment level, I couldn't climb up. At that time, I was too old, and I changed jobs with regret. I went to the Yanbei City Government Office until I retired. However, for the old lady Fang, life in Yanbei Municipal is like retirement, and there is not much to miss. After retirement, I often take out the military medals I have collected and tell the old lady "I miss the past" when I have nothing to do.

Mrs. Fang's favorite thing is to tell people about "remembering the old days" when he was in the army. Unfortunately, his children and grandchildren don't like to listen to them. Of course, the old man was in no mood to continue.

The old man was spitting all over the place, and the old lady who was sitting on the side showed Fang Zhao the airplane model of the Sirius, and told him where the incident that the old man was talking about happened on the Sirius.

The old lady was still observing Fang Zhao when she was talking, and she found that Fang Zhao didn't deliberately stir up a topic to attract the two of them's attention, but really listened carefully!

The old lady thought this great-grandson was very strange. She didn't feel uncomfortable or nervous when she saw the two elders. When the old man talked about serving in the army, she would answer a few sentences, and each sentence hit the point, which made the old man even more excited. I couldn't stop talking. For a moment, the old lady felt that they were not talking to their great-grandson, but more like sitting and chatting with an old friend who was about their age.

Fang Zhao picked up the cup on the side and took some warm water and handed it to the two old people.

The old man took a sip from the cup, and called up the photos he had saved, "Have you seen these guns? And this one, when I was mining in alien planets, I was attacked by alien creatures and ate two of our team. I shot him to death with this gun. Oh, and this one..." A bunch of pictures are all photos of the old man holding a gun when he was young, some are single photos, some are group photos.

"However, among these, only this one will be professional with me, and then I will retire."

Fang Zhao looked over, it was a black pistol with a cold light, it was not big, and it looked a little low-key.

Seeing Fang Zhao's eyes staring at the gun, the old man Fang showed complacency: "Are you envious? This gun is not available to most people." As he spoke, the old man became excited, "If you become famous in Quanyanzhou, I will give this gun to you." Let you play."

The old lady next to her slapped the old man on the arm when she heard this, "You talk nonsense again!" Can this kind of gun be played by people at will? If you violate the regulations, the gun will be taken back, and they will have to be punished for their age.

"I'm not talking nonsense. If Quan Yanzhou is really famous, he has to pay attention to his personal safety. Why not protect him? We can secretly give..." Seeing that the door was not closed tightly, the old man woke up, and some words were You can't talk nonsense, even if you think so in your heart, you can't say it.

"Hey, I'm just joking, just to tease the younger generation, right Xiao Zhao?" The old man looked at Fang Zhao.

Fang recalled a smile.

But that smile made the old man tremble, and he always felt that something was wrong.

"Hey, forget it, let's not talk about that, let's continue what we just said, where did we just say?"

The old man in the room couldn't stop talking, but outside the room, the people sitting in the living room didn't look very good.

"I really didn't expect that kid Fang Zhao, who hasn't shown up for a few years, paid a precise flattery as soon as he came." Someone said in a low voice.

"No one was able to be dragged by the old man and old lady for so long before, right? With this momentum, it's impossible to stop for a while." Someone pouted.

Someone outside the house got impatient and came over to check on the situation.

The person sitting by the door said to the inquiring person: "I haven't gone in to talk yet, but that kid cut in line, and now the old man is talking, and no one will come, so just stay and go."

The old man Fang kept talking for an hour, but he stopped when he couldn't speak. He didn't talk so much on weekdays, but today he talked too much, which made him uncomfortable.

"That's fine, you two rest first, I'm leaving. Today I came to see your elder brother with my second uncle's family. Although you didn't mention it, I know that your elder brother did a lot of hard work back then."

These are all Fang Zhao guessed from his memory. Without the intervention of these two old people, the original owner's parents had an accident and the whole building exploded. It would be impossible for the original owner to get the full amount of compensation for one child alone. If you can easily get the money, the compensation room and so on, there must be someone to help. But the second uncle's family doesn't have that kind of ability. After much deliberation, there are only these two old people.

"It's good that you know it yourself. Don't just play games all day and delay your business! Come here, what is your personal terminal number, and I will give you a red envelope." Old Master Fang asked.

After Fang Zhao reported, he saw a reminder on the bracelet that he had received a gift. When he clicked on it, it was a red envelope, and the amount displayed on it made Fang Zhao raise his eyebrows.

Twenty thousand yuan.

According to what Fang Yu said before, the average amount of red envelopes received by the juniors from the old man every year is 1,000 yuan. And according to the average amount, even if it was collected together for ten years, it would still be 10,000, but now the old man directly gave 20,000. This is in a good mood, how much?

"By the way, do you have any ideas about serving in the military?" the old man asked.

Those who listened outside the door were all surprised, and some of them had knocked sideways in front of the old man because of their children's affairs before, but the old man had only one attitude: you can handle your own affairs, and I don't care.

but now……

You always want to help Fang Zhao? Is what you said fart? !

Inside the door, Fang Zhao heard the old man's words and replied, "I have a little idea."

"Oh? Tell me." The old man planned to listen.

"I haven't thought about it yet. I'll ask you two for reference after I think about it."

"Hey, are you still taking Joe with me?!" Mrs. Fang wanted to put on a face, but failed, and he was in a good mood. "Okay, tell me when you've made up your mind, and I'll give you a reference."

Fang Zhao got up and walked to the door, instead of going out directly, he closed the door tightly so that the outside could not hear their words clearly.

"Does what you said just now count?" Fang Zhao asked.

"Which sentence?" The old man was puzzled.

"When I become famous all over Yanzhou, give me your gun... give me self-defense."

"Do the math, you'll be famous first, don't make me wait too long, I can't wait too long when I'm old." The old man didn't take it seriously.

"You're not old, you're only in your 150s." Fang Zhao laughed.

Fang Zhao opened the door to go out, and heard the old man say: "Wait, don't think about committing a crime! I'm talking about being famous, not being famous for a crime!"

"You're thinking too much. Goodbye, I'll come back to see you when I have time." Fang Zhao went out and closed the door behind him.

In the room, Mrs. Fang thought for a while, and said to the old lady: "I heard what the kid asked before going out, why do I always feel that the kid is going to make trouble?"

"You're overthinking... aren't you?" The old lady looked at the mini-aircraft model of Sirius on the table, a little lost in thought.