She said, "Dr. Xu, there is something I don't understand about this experiment. May I ask you?"
Dyed white, slightly hooked lips, mild and light: "of course."
About an hour later, there was only one person left in such a big room.
She sat at her desk, her white fingers supporting her beautiful forehead, the silver thin chain on the golden silk eyes hanging down against her side face, cold and picturesque, and her eyes narrowed slightly.
Took a little thing out of his pocket.
It's a USB flash drive.
The texture is cold, hard and small. It looks a lot dull and old.
This is what dye Bai got from the laboratory that opened A99 on that abandoned spaceship.
The girl put it in her hand and played it several times, with elegant and pleasing movements.
Then he calmly inserted it into the computer and quietly looked at the screen of the computer.
The screen went black for a moment.
It is very disorderly, jumping out of countless complex code, and then only one sentence is displayed behind the huge red exclamation mark.
[the document is damaged]
It was not an unexpected result.
Dyed white just took a faint look, then took out the USB flash disk without emotion, didn't throw it away, just put it away again, and all the actions were like running water.
Yu Li returned to her room with the experimental data, but saw a tall boy standing in the corridor.
Seeing her, an Shangyi picked up her delicate eyebrows. "What a coincidence, we're next door."
Yu Li swiped her card expressionless, walked into her room, closed the door, and all her actions were like running water.
The first day of arriving on this planet was passed lightly, and the other party made the friendship of being a host.
Then, the main purpose between the two planets soon began.
Scientific experiments have been carried out again and again, and the ideological collision of academic exchange has become more and more intense. During this period, countless new directions and inspiration have been generated.
"Ah!" in the cold and rigorous laboratory, Meng Yuxin exclaimed, breaking all the silence. Panicked and clumsy, she asked with a blank little face, "doctor, do I take A3 or A4?"
"Doctor, what color is the liquid of s experimental agent?"
"Doctor, it suddenly boils!"
"Doctor, these two instruments..."
Meng Yuxin's questions rang out one after another in the laboratory.
Following the instructions of dyeing white, Meng Yuxin kept wandering in the laboratory, hurried and achieved nothing.
This is not Meng Yuxin's intention, but Meng Yuxin is really confused and doesn't know what to do.
Ran Bai raised Qingjun's eyebrows and eyes from the experiment. Her experimental clothes set her off like a bamboo integrity, gentle and abstinence oppressive. The gold wire glasses were cold for no reason, but they flashed away like an illusion.
She did not blame at all, but said with a gentle smile, "come on."
This is a group experiment.
Not only ranbai and Meng Yuxin, but also Zhou Mingzhe.
This is the first time that Zhou Mingzhe and Meng Yuxin have done experiments together.
After witnessing how confused the girl was, Zhou Mingzhe smiled helplessly. There was no unhappy mood at the bottom of his heart. He just felt that a person with smoke and anger like Meng Yuxin suddenly appeared in the cold and orderly data, which was also a very good experience.
It's cute.
Like a rabbit.
"Yuxin." Zhou Mingzhe waved to Meng Yuxin. The radian of the sun at the top of his eyebrows was gentle. He pointed to the experimental equipment in front of him and patiently explained to Meng Yuxin.
Such a thing,
Maybe it's cute in Zhou Mingzhe's eyes and calm in dyed white eyes.
But that doesn't mean some others won't mind.
They had never seen Meng Yuxin's experiment before, and never thought Meng Yuxin would be so in the experiment
in a complete mess.
I have to use this word, even more embarrassing.
The scientist who lowered his head and dyed white frowned. He was dissatisfied and bored at the bottom of his heart, but he didn't say anything more.
Yu Li is just doing the experiment on her own. When she indulges in the experiment, everything around him doesn't have a great impact on him.
This plane,
The identity and occupation of the original owner,
I like dyeing white.
After a few hours of research experiment, everyone began to leave again and again, but dyed white didn't go.
Someone asked kindly, "Dr. Xu, won't you go?"
Dyed white replied with a clear and elegant smile: "No."
In the end,
In such a large laboratory full of high technology, only ranbai is left, which seems lonely, but ranbai doesn't care.
She casually took the USB flash drive out of her pocket.
The equipment here is complete and advanced.
It's perfect for recovering data.
All these files on the USB flash disk were completely destroyed and almost no trace could be found.
But for dyeing white,
As long as it has existed, it can be captured.
The sky darkened a little. The switching between day and night often unknowingly, the sun was replaced by the diffuse night and disappeared. There was no moon or star in the night sky. It was a dark color, gathering large tracts of dark clouds, rendering the whole world opaque.
Followed by an increasingly fierce wind and rain.
Suddenly, there was a great momentum.
The crystal clear raindrops beat the windows, and the cold wind rolled the broken rain to tear the air. All the sounds became clear and audible in this cold rainy night.
The world is dark,
The laboratory is still as bright as day.
Dyed white hands tap the computer quickly, jumping 0 and 1 forever on the screen, looking for answers in constant transformation.
The light fell on the doctor's white side face, and the shadow radian reflected on the wall was beautiful and exquisite.
The data is being repaired little by little, and the progress bar is jumping slowly.
One percent... Ten percent... Forty-nine percent... Seventy-nine percent... Ninety-three percent.
The white font is constantly changing and reflected in the girl's deep pupils, as if it is reflected in the bottomless abyss.
The rain became heavier and heavier. The sound of rain knocked on the window of the laboratory. It seemed to play a fierce symphony, one after another.
But there was a dead silence in the laboratory, without any sound.
Ninety five percent.
96 percent.
Ninety seven percent.
Every change seems to jump on the tip of people's heart.
Until
Ninety nine percent
The progress bar is about to be full, only the slightest distance away.
Dyed white holds her delicate jade like chin with one hand and leans her back slightly against the chair, showing the danger of laziness.
Look in the bright laboratory can't really see, such as separated by deep fog.
"Dangdang -"
At this time, a knock on the door sounded. There were three very rhythmic sounds, no more or less. In this rainy night, the sound was particularly dull.