spaceflight manual

Chapter 2 I Am Your Antidote
As soon as he entered the house and saw the battle at home, Wang Pingan knew that he had been cheated by his father.

He said he would not go on a blind date, but there was clearly a beautiful girl in the family that Wang Ping'an had never seen before.

Wang Pingan: "Dad, you are in good health, give me another sister!"

Wang Ping'an's parents sat across from the girl, wondering what they were talking about just now.Hearing Wang Ping'an's words, his father Wang Dazhu stood up and said, "What are you talking about? Even if I have that physical ability, she hasn't grown up so long! Come on, my father will introduce you, this girl is Liao Hui, As I told you, working in the Space Dispatch Bureau, the two of you can talk about rockets like hell!"

Wang Pingan nodded: "Okay, I see. Girl, let me briefly explain to you the basic troubleshooting process of the tritium reflex engine! There are a total of 410 steps..."

Wang Dazhu raised his right hand: "Brat, I'll slap you!"

"You asked me to talk about rockets with her!" Wang Pingan looked innocent.

Wang Dazhu: "You!"

The girl burst out laughing: "Your son is very interesting!"

Wang Ping'an: "Look, all girls find it interesting, so I'll continue talking, step 1, take it apart..."

The girl's face froze: "Eh... is there a follow-up to this joke? Or, are you really planning to continue telling me about the troubleshooting of the reflex engine?"

Wang Pingan nodded: "I really plan to talk about troubleshooting."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Dazhu slapped his son on the back of the head: "Bastard, say something that will make the girl happy!"

Wang Pingan: "My monthly basic salary..."

The back of the head was slapped again.

The girl put on a straight face at this moment: "I can see that the lieutenant has no plans to go on a blind date."

Wang Pingan nodded: "Yes, I told my dad that my job is not suitable for finding a girlfriend on the ground. It's not a problem for us to be in different places. When I'm on the spaceship, it takes a few minutes to send messages to each other. .

"I don't want to delay your youth, you are such a beautiful girl, there must be many men willing to cherish you."

The girl froze.

Wang Ping'an was thinking badly, wouldn't it be possible to increase the girl's favorability by saying that?
At this moment, the fat woman who had been sitting next to the girl said, "Huh, girl, I think it's okay. At first, when the agent said he was a lieutenant, I thought he was a young guy, but girl, look, it's all Almost 30?

"I know it. After graduating from space flight school, you are a second lieutenant, but now you are a lieutenant. This kind of person has no future! Let's go!"

Speaking of which, the fat woman stood up, took her daughter's hand and was about to leave, but the daughter didn't stand up: "Mom, let's talk for a while!"

Wang Dazhu was amused when he saw it, so he stepped forward to persuade the fat woman: "Oh, this mother-in-law..."

"Who is your biological mother!" the fat woman shouted.

"Uh, this sister-in-law! Don't be angry, sister-in-law. My son graduated No.1 in the Space Flight Academy! He will be a lieutenant when he comes out! His future future..."

"It's a lieutenant when you come out? Your son hasn't been promoted for nearly ten years as a co-author?"

"Seven years, seven years without promotion, just seven years!" Wang Dazhu repeatedly corrected.

The aunt was even more reluctant, and tried to pull her daughter up by force.

But the little girl is also stubborn, just can't get up: "Mom, let's talk more!"

Wang Ping'an could see that this little girl was probably the same as Colonel Lu's daughter, and she was going to depend on him.

What a hassle.

Wang Pingan decided to help the girl's mother persuade the girl to give up those irrational thoughts.

At this time, the girl's mother slapped the girl: "Why are you so stubborn? How can you be happy in the future with such a waste? And he also said that once he got on the boat, it would not be a problem of being in a different place. You know better than mom how long it takes to go to Mars and back!"

"Don't hit people, girls can't be beaten, oh, this delicate and tender meat, mother, get the safflower oil quickly!" Wang Dazhu shouted.Wang Dazhu's current wife is remarried, so when Wang Ping'an is around, she will deliberately hide her sense of existence, and now she hastened to act when she heard her being called.

In the chaos, Wang Pingan suddenly heard a knock on the door.

The five noisy people in the room turned their heads to look at the door together.

Wang Dazhu looked at Wang Ping'an suspiciously: "Who else is there in our family besides you? No one can come back?"

Wang Pingan shrugged, stood up and went to open the door.

Outside the door is a girl who looks gentle and quiet.

The girl's hair is a very rare silver gradient color, even for young people with genetic adjustments, this color is rarely seen.Her silver hair was tied into a thick braid, with a blue bow at the end of the braid.

She was wearing a long plaid dress, with the belt of the skirt gently tied up, highlighting the slender waist and the fullness of the chest muscles.

Although there was still more than one meter between Wang Ping'an and the girl, he could already smell the lovely citrus aroma from the girl.

When the citrus is ripe, it will emit this aroma, and you can feel the endless sweetness when you cut it and take a sip of the juice.

Wang Ping'an had never been attracted to a girl in his life, and he also felt that he might never be in love with her for the rest of his life, but at this moment, his insistence on being alone was shaken.

"Uh," Wang Ping'an was not overwhelmed by the girl's beauty, and asked directly, "Who are you?"

Wang Dazhu poked his head from Wang Ping'an's shoulder: "Foreigners? There are no foreigners living in our community?"

Wang Pingan: "After gene adjustment, the hair color can be changed. Many Chinese people also have colorful hair."

As soon as the words fell, the girl said: "Wow, wow, jerk."

Wang Pingan picked up the phone: "Student Xiao Ai, translate."

The phone said, "Hi, I'm a tourist from France. I'm lost and I'm very hungry. Can you take me in for a meal? I can pay."

Wang Ping'an's first reaction was suspicion: "Why don't you ask for help from the shop at the gate of the community if you have money? Anyway, you have money."

After the mobile phone translated, the silver-haired girl replied (omitting the translation process): "I won't use your Chinese payment method, I only have the credit currency of the world government."

Wang Dazhu: "People don't know how to scan codes to pay. Come on girl, we just prepared a lot of meals, come in!"

Wang Pingan: "Wait a minute! This is still very strange. Although our house is on the first floor, our building is not near the entrance of the community. She went so far into the community, and just knocked on our home from so many first-floor families. The door, isn't this a coincidence? I think it's a fraud!"

Wang Dazhu patted Wang Ping'an on the head: "What are you talking about, do you understand the unity of the people of the world?"

The citrus-scented girl shrugged: "Maybe it's fate."

"Look, everyone knows what fate is!" Wang Dazhu said, pulling away Wang Pingan who was blocking the door, and said to the girl, "Come, please come in, we just prepared a sumptuous meal."

The girl nodded, walked into the hallway, and took off the crystal sandals on her feet.

The girl was barefoot, her feet were white and powdery, without any stains or calluses.

Wang Dazhu hurriedly found slippers from the shoe cabinet and threw them under the girl's feet: "Put it on quickly, girl, your feet are stepping on the tile floor of our house, it's so cold, don't catch a cold!"

The girl puts on her sandals and looks around the room.

Her eyes met the little girl from the Dispatch Bureau who was sitting at the dining table and being dragged by her mother.

The air suddenly became awkward.

The orange girl rolled her eyes, and then asked Wang Pingan: "Are you on a blind date?"

Wang Pingan: "You still know about blind dates? You know so much about Chinese culture, you don't look like a tourist..."

"I was in a French university, and my major was Huaguo culture. I know that you will have a blind date, and there will be a bride price. This is an act of treating marriage as a transaction."

After the girl finished speaking, she showed an impeccable smile. When she smiled, there was a small dimple on the left side of her face, which was very cute.

Wang Pingan: "Oh, not bad, you are right, it is more accurate than what I summed up!"

Suddenly, the fat aunt stopped, and slapped the table hard: "You bastards, you deliberately arranged this to humiliate our girl, right? This French girl, you can tell it's a trust at a glance! Now this kind of foreigner comes to us to sell There are too many women!"

Wang Ping'an: "What you said is wrong. How can such a temperamental girl sell it?"

The girl on the blind date also said to her mother: "Mom, don't be like this, it's so ugly, I'm ashamed."

Fat aunt: "Wow, your elbows are turning out! Aren't I worried that you will be bullied?"

"Mom, I have grown up and I can take care of myself. Didn't you also say that you hope I can find what I like?"

After speaking, the girl glanced at Wang Ping'an.

Wang Pingan: "No, you should try more people from your dispatch bureau. If you work together, there will be no shortage of common topics. If you chat with me, I can only talk to you about troubleshooting the tritium reflex engine."

Blind date girl: "That burden is not exhausted..."

Wang Ping'an: "This is called a double turn."

While saying this, Wang Pingan noticed that the orange girl who came suddenly was looking at him curiously, so he turned his head and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Citrus girl: "From your clothing, you are an astronaut, right? I especially admire astronauts, and my brother is an astronaut. Hello, I am Angelie de Lyon, a student of literature and history at the University of Paris. national culture."

As she spoke, she held out her hand.

Wang Pingan held the girl's hand tightly and would not let go. He rubbed the callus on the girl's palm vigorously.

"No, Miss Angeli, you are not a scholar of literature and history." Wang Pingan said with a smile.

"You don't have any calluses on your feet, and they look very pampered. Scholars of literature and history need to visit a lot, and they visit the earth, and their feet will not be so tender. But astronauts are different, living in a state of weightlessness for a long time , the feet may even shrink.

"In addition, you have calluses on your hands. The cocoons in this position cannot be made by playing the piano. They are the calluses that can only be worn out by the mechanical lock of the airtight door and various other cumbersome mechanical things.

"You are an astronaut, and you are as familiar with troubleshooting tritium reflex engines as I am."

The citrus girl looked at Wang Ping'an, smiled, and said in proficient Chinese: "Lieutenant, I'm sorry to have lied to you, but my name is real. I just want to see what kind of person the partner who forced it on me is. "

Wang Ping'an suddenly froze: "Partner? What partner? I rejected the suggestion to have a partner! As usual, I will go out on the next mission alone."

Angeli took out a document: "This is your mental health diagnosis report, which is the report of the test you took before this vacation. The doctor has issued a red alert diagnosis for you, thinking that you have mania and hypochondriacs. For severe depression, the treatment options are medication and assigning you a partner."

Wang Pingan: "Forget about mania, can I be depressed? This is absolutely impossible!"

Fat woman: "Hahaha, daughter, look, let's go, this is a sick child!"

Wang Pingan didn't have time to talk to these two people at all. He grabbed the report and read it carefully—indeed, mania and mild depression were written in black and white at the end of the report.

Angeli: "I am your partner selected by the supercomputer of the Aviation Management Committee. The computer thinks that partnering with me can effectively relieve your symptoms. In other words, I am your antidote."

(End of this chapter)