spaceflight manual

Chapter 13 The Farce in the Canteen

Wang Ping'an and An Geli met each other's eyes.

Angeli: "So, you...are not a couple?"

"Of course not." Wang Pingan said decisively, "Didn't a sergeant tell you before that I love space more than girls. I don't know if I became like this because of Xiao Fang's death, and I don't know her If we don't die, will we become a couple?"

He paused, and continued: "In our childhood textbooks, there was a text called "Wedding on the Execution Ground". I think that is the best love. Maybe one day in the future, Trisolarans will come, and the two of us Resisting to the end, dying, and letting alien fire be our wedding salute—it could happen.

"But you see, Xiao Fang is gone, she died before we got to that step, and there are no aliens to attack us."

Angeli stared intently at Wang Ping'an's face, observing every subtle twitch of his facial muscles.

Wang Pingan: "What did the psychologist see?"

Angeli shook her head: "No, I can't make a more in-depth analysis with the preliminary knowledge of psychology I learned in elective courses. However, I believe that you are indeed not a couple."

Wang Pingan said cheaply: "Then you may be the first, right?"

"You feel very good about yourself. You feel that every girl wants to pick on you!" Angeli choked.

Wang Pingan shrugged: "I hope it's better not like this, really."

Angeli: "Why do I think you're enjoying it?"

Wang Pingan spread his hands, and because of the movement of spreading his hands, he began to float upwards: "This will involve the sad instinct of men from genetics..."

Angeli: "Although I have heard the story of your past, I still can't let it go."

"Then let's go eat something. We've been tossing around for a while today, and we're already hungry, aren't we? If you take food at this time, all the unhappiness will disappear." Wang Pingan waved his hand, and then noticed the condition of his hand up.

"Uh," he said, "you might have to feed me later."

Angeli: "You can eat liquid food. In fact, you should eat liquid food in a weightless environment."

"Don't be like this, after the big adventure, I want to eat some hard food, okay?" Wang Ping'an deliberately raised his voice, trying to imitate a little boy.

In the pre-astronautics era, the two great powers fed their astronauts liquid food.After the Chinese entered space, they began to prepare hard dishes, and then installed magnetic dining tables and ventilation systems in the dining hall to absorb food residues in the air, etc., and moved the dining tables on the ground to space.

Now the Space Force still follows the same food standards as the ground, and the Space Force provides all the dishes on the ground—it’s just the same taste produced by various technologies and painstaking efforts.

Naturally produced vegetables are too expensive now, and the space army can't afford them.

That's why Wang Ping'an's father tempted him to go home with the eggplant he grew.

Angeli stared at Wang Ping'an, but did not immediately agree to his request.

"Why don't you speak?" Wang Pingan asked.

"I'll see what tricks you can do, I'm a little curious."

"Then you can just lie on the ground and roll around."

Angeli was speechless: "You, I just told such a sad story, I can't even switch it, but you are already playing cheap."

Wang Pingan smiled calmly: "This is my strength."

"Then if I die, will you tell others about it calmly?"

"It should be."

"Then you should eat liquid food."

"I promise not to talk about it! Keep everything with you as the most precious treasure in my heart... No, I won't let you die, as long as I don't die, you will definitely not die! This is the correct answer, right? ?”

"go to hell!"

**
10 minutes later, the canteen.

Qin Qiong had just finished a shift to clean up debris, and was going to eat a set menu A with the highest configuration in the canteen.As a result, he just sat down on the edge of the magnetic dining table with the dinner plate, picked up the spoon and was about to eat, then looked in a certain direction and was stunned.

The spoon slapped off the table and was attracted by the table's magnetism.

In front of Qin Qiong's line of sight, Wang Pingan ate the braised pork rice with a spoon in one gulp, chewing and complaining: "Will you eat braised pork rice? You have to smash all the meat, and you can't see a piece of meat in braised pork rice." It’s the top stewed pork rice.”

The silver-haired French girl, Angelie, replied angrily, "Okay, I'll smash it for you."

Then she put the spoon into the closed dinner plate in front of Wang Ping'an, and started pounding the stewed meat.

Wang Pingan: "Mom, I want to drink water."

Under the table, Angeli stepped on Wang Ping'an's foot, but the top of the table still brought the glass of orange juice to his mouth.

The cup is covered with a layer of fine mesh. The surface tension of the water in the mesh will prevent the water from overflowing, and you can drink water like a normal drink by leaning your mouth up to take a sip.

Wang Pingan took a big sip in satisfaction.

"I want to eat carrots."

Angeli took a piece of radish and put it in Wang Pingan's mouth.

"Take it easy, don't abuse the wounded, okay!"

When Wang Pingan was eating carrots, several female lieutenants sat across from them.

The leading female captain asked directly: "You feed him, how do you eat?"

"We can only wait until this big baby is full." Angeli shrugged.

Wang Pingan: "Whoever among you is full first can feed her."

Angeli put a spoonful of braised pork rice into Wang Ping'an's mouth, making him physically shut up.

Several female officers looked at each other.

Then a young second lieutenant asked curiously: "Second Lieutenant Angeli, when you...are saving lives, did you pray to that...that old man?"

Angeli froze for a moment before realizing that "that old man" refers to Jehovah: "I did pray, because it was terrible at that time."

The young second lieutenant immediately looked at Wang Ping'an and said, "Our lieutenant Wang is a standard atheist, just like all of us."

Angeli: "Then when you encounter this situation, who do you pray to?"

Several female lieutenants were stunned, obviously not expecting this rhetorical question.

But Wang Ping'an had just finished his meal, and he said decisively: "Of course we pray to our ancestors, grandfather, lineage and father!"

Several girls showed expressions of "what the hell".

But the boys who had been listening to the conversation here immediately got to the point, and began to knock on the table with their chopsticks. Some even took out the kazoo and began to play "beep, beep, beep".

Angeli was greatly shocked: "Why do you want to play the Ottoman military song?"

Wang Pingan: "Because the first sentence of this song is ancestors, grandfathers, lineage and father."

The female second lieutenant on the opposite side scolded: "You men are crazy!"

Wang Pingan yelled: "Comrades, what should I do if I have been scolded? Change!"

Then "You Will Come Back Like Lightning" blared in the dining hall, played, of course, by dinner plates, chopsticks and kazoos.There were also a few idlers who floated to the pillars of the dining hall with the person playing the role of the Doge of Venice on their shoulders.

Suddenly, the dining hall door opened and the instructor came in.

The dining room was silent for a moment.

The instructor snorted, turned and floated away, the door closed behind him.

Everyone started to eat honestly.

On Wang Ping'an's side, Angeli asked again: "So, who will you pray to?"

"We don't pray." Wang Ping'an replied with a calm and firm voice, "There has never been a savior, and we all depend on ourselves."

(End of this chapter)