Dreaming about space

Chapter 26 The Darkest Hour
Fang Yuan glanced in the direction of Liang Xinghuo: "Everyone is already asleep, why are you wasting this time?"

"How can any time be wasted when spending time with your family?" Liang Tian's attention was also on Liang Xinghuo.

"Old man Liang, are you polite to ask such a question to an orphan?"

There was no need for Fang Yuan to yell at these words.

He asked quite calmly.

But it spoke directly into Liang Tian's heart.

Liang Tian was stunned for a moment.

What he just said was indeed not very polite.

Including his attitude towards Fang Yuan after meeting Liang Xinghuo.

This is actually a subconscious distinction between closeness and distance.

After spending time with Fang Yuan, he would subconsciously cherish the time he spent with Liang Xinghuo and pay more attention to his great-granddaughter.

The Galaxy Proximity Project originally had no plan for Liang Tian to leave the cabin.

As the chief architect of the human immigration plan to Mars, Liang Tian has always felt that his sins were so serious that he was not worthy of appearing in front of the [Mars Cave Yao].

What was he going to say to Liang Xinghuo?

Let her forgive?

Force her to forgive?
The past stories that Liang Tian and Fang Yuan talked about were what they originally wanted to talk about.

But he had previously hoped to get Fang Yuan's understanding before Fang Yuan conveyed his regrets to Liang Xinghuo.

He no longer wants to use his identity to morally kidnap [Mars Cave Yao].

Due to the double chance of the Galaxy Ship losing contact and the brain group being under the guardianship for a hundred years, Liang Xinghuo happened to be at the scene and heard him talk about the past.

Under this situation, although Liang Tian was telling stories with Fang Yuan, the balance in his heart naturally favored Liang Xinghuo.

However, from the perspective of Miracle Baby, this old man is indeed a bit too much.

Liang Tian thought about it and decided that he should first explain clearly what Fang Yuan was interested in, and then find an opportunity to talk to Liang Xinghuo.

Although, Liang Tian didn't talk much to Liang Xinghuo at the Mars Relay Station.

But I still felt many details that I couldn’t feel during virtual gatherings.

For example, the intuitive feeling of Liang Xinghuo's ability.

This was the first time a fashion week was held on Mars, and so many unexpected situations occurred on the scene.

If Liang Xinghuo's ability was slightly worse and he couldn't strategize, he would definitely be in trouble right now.

Executing an event is no easier than planning it.

When it comes to execution, many planners are too late to put out the fire and have no time to sit here and "close their eyes and relax."

Liang Tian lived to be a hundred years old and had participated in countless activities and parties.

For things like activity processes, I am naturally clearer than the average person.

Moreover, no matter how well arranged it is, the chief planner will definitely have to deal with it from time to time.

If you really want to talk to Liang Xinghuo at this time, in the middle of the conversation, if Liang Xinghuo has to leave due to something, it will be neither better nor worse, but even worse.

Liang Tian turned to look at Fang Yuan: "It's rude. The old man apologizes to you."

Fang Yuan never thought that Liang Tian could apologize so simply.

And it was just because of an unintentional remark.

The person in front of him was the chief designer who had given him as much pressure as a mountain from the beginning of his memory. He really had no airs at all?

Now that he had decided to forgive temporarily, Fang Yuan did not hesitate too much and continued to ask the question he was interested in: "Old man Liang, when you were a graduate student at the Eighth Academy of Aerospace Science and Technology in Shanghai, your Dongge always helped you. Bar?"

Liang Tian began to chat with Fang Yuan seriously: "Why do you ask?"

"Isn't Ji Zhidong your mentor at the Eighth Academy of Aerospace Science and Technology in Shanghai?"

"Do you know now?"

"After I heard what you said, I checked him specifically. You still don't allow people without brains to have their own interests and hobbies?"

"This does not require my permission. After Brother Dong retired, he came to the Eighth Academy of Aerospace Science and Technology in Shanghai. But my mentor at the beginning was not him. When I entered the Eighth Academy of Aerospace Science and Technology, Brother Dong was still the ground commander of the launch mission. I only changed to Brother Dong when I graduated..."

"Can the instructor be changed like this?"

"Brother Dong retired early..." Liang Tian exhaled, "That is also a sad story."

"How sad is it?" Fang Yuan had a sly look on his face, "Just tell me to make me happy."

"Xiao Fang Yuan..." Liang Tian glanced at Fang Yuan, "You won't be happy because of such a thing."

Fang Yuan expressed dissatisfaction: "You are not me, how do you know whether I can or not?"

"Because you are now an astronaut, and the next period is the darkest moment for China's aerospace industry." Liang Tian explained.

"Is there any? Why is there no darkest section in the information I've read?"

"It's said to be the darkest. There won't be many mentions in the external materials."

"Then tell me about it."

Fang Yuan became interested instantly.

He just likes that external information is hard to find.

It's the kind of thing that even if you have a brain team, it won't help.

In this way, he will be on the same starting line as his peers.

The world is huge and there are so many human beings, but there is only one eternal truth—not to worry about scarcity, but to worry about inequality.

This is not an idea that Fang Yuan shouldn't have.

How could a boy who only thinks about being like everyone else have any bad intentions?
"Xiao Fangyuan, do you know what kind of world everyone wanted to live in when I was young?"

"Mars." Fang Yuan replied without hesitation, "Didn't your dream die on the way to immigrate to Mars?"

Liang Tian shook his head: "In the 90s, there were probably only a handful of people who thought like me."

"Then tell me, how could I know so carefully what happened 60 years before I was born?"

Fang Yuan didn't like to guess.

Unless his future girlfriend wants to have some fun with him.

"At that time, we wanted to live in the world of Xinwen Network."

"Ah? Why?" Fang Yuan had never watched the news broadcast. Even if Liang Tian gave the answer, he still couldn't understand it.

"How should I put it? Maybe I think the news shows are all very beautiful things."

"Oh, it means that in that world, there is only good and no bad, right?" Fang Yuan concluded.

"That's not true, that's the way it is said anyway." Liang Tian paused, "But did you know? Xiao Fangyuan, Xinwen Lianbo once broadcast a major failure live. It was still when we were the most confident and high-spirited."

Liang Tian might not have brought up the idea of ​​brain group again, but Fang Yuan couldn't help but care about it.

"Can I say I don't know?" Fang Yuan asked aloud.

"Of course, you're not from that era." Liang Tian leaned back, "Xiao Fangyuan, it's more fun to tell you a story like this. If you know, I will tell you the story next , doesn’t it also lose most of its meaning?”

"Okay, then you keep talking and I listen."

Fang Yuan had a little bit of plasmolysis.

This should no longer be his illusion, Old Man Liang was thinking about every word.

If he wasn't anxious to hear Liang Tian finish talking about the darkest moment, he would definitely have a brief talk with the chief designer at this moment.

Liang Tian recalled the past: "The day the Xinwen Network broadcast the live broadcast was March 1992, 3."

Fang Yuan answered: "Why not advance it one month? Then it would be my birthday."

"It was 58 years before you were born, and it wasn't something worth celebrating. Once you know what happened that day, you won't want to have your birthday on that day."

Yuan Datou didn't like hearing this.

Miracle Baby directly chose to self-destruct: "Speaking of not being worthy of celebration, is there anything less worthy of celebration than the birth of Miracle Baby? It has become the anniversary of the human space disaster."

"I'm sorry, Xiao Fangyuan, I didn't mean to forget your parents."

Fang Yuan didn't want to accept Liang Tian's repeated apologies.

People are so weird sometimes.

It's one thing to want it, but another thing to be forced to accept it.

"You're always here to say sorry to me..." Fang Yuan asked in reply: "Is it possible that the 2 air crash has something to do with you?"

"That's not possible. If I knew about this, I would drag your parents off that regular Earth-Moon flight."

"Old man Liang, can we skip this matter?"

Fang Yuan didn't know how to face it yet.

He still has a lot of information to find about the past.

If he could really have an experimental version of the brain module, he might be able to sort out the data earlier.

If not, sooner or later he will be able to find out the truth about the accident that took away his parents.

"Okay. Skip."

Liang Tian continued the story of his youth: "My parents called me on the afternoon of March 1992, 3. They said they bought firecrackers to celebrate, but they were also very nervous and very afraid of failure."

Fang Yuan was a little confused: "What failure?"

Liang Tian mentioned an incident casually, and Fang Yuan, who had no brains, found it difficult to recall [this day in history] instantly.

"It was a satellite launch day."

"Is that so... was some important weapon of the country launched that day?"

"No, that day was also a commercial launch. The satellite launched was called Optus Communications B1. It was manufactured by Hughes Company and is the same manufacturer as [Asia [-]]."

"Is it possible that the launch mission in 1992 was also a special vehicle you drove?"

"No." Liang Tian denied, "I had already gone to Southwest Institute of Technology to attend college at that time."

"Then why did your parents call you because of the launch of an international commercial satellite?" Fang Yuan didn't understand.

"Although I am not a member of the Ausat B1 launch mission, I am the driver of a special vehicle for the Asia-[-] launch mission."

Liang Tian explained with some pride: "The Asia-[-] launch was so successful. My parents, as well as their relatives and friends, the person closest to spaceflight that they can find must be me."

The early space launch centers were all in relatively remote locations, and many missions were confidential in nature.

The space launch sites at that time were also built in relatively remote places.

Most of the contact between astronauts and their families is limited.

Only in rare cases can family members find out about them through the media.

"It makes sense to think about it this way. But your family is in Shanghai, and the launch of the Austar B1 is in Xichang. They are so far apart. Why do your parents buy firecrackers? If you want to buy them, you should buy them."

Fang Yuan continued to point out what he didn't understand.

"There was a live TV broadcast. Satellite communications had just been established at that time, and hundreds of millions of people across the country were watching! Our family was not the only one buying firecrackers. People were buying them in the streets and alleys across the country. Even if they had nothing to do with aerospace." Liang Tian answered Fang Yuan's questions.

"Although I have never seen physical firecrackers, I still know that in your era, they were used to celebrate birth, old age, illness and death. Just because of the launch of an international satellite? Is that so?"

Liang Tian replied: "From our current perspective in 2070, of course it is not possible. But that was the 90s, Xiao Fangyuan."

"What happened in the 90s?" Fang Yuan asked.

"The Asian Games have been held, and our country is bidding to host the Olympics for the first time. The national pride has reached an unprecedented height. Not to mention adults, many primary school students will save their breakfast money to buy Asian Games and Olympic medals to support the bid... "[Note 1]

Fang Yuan seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand: "To hold a sports event, does it have to reach the level of primary school students not eating?"

"It's a kind of sentiment." Liang Tian sighed: "It was normal for you not to understand our era, just like I often can't understand your generation."

Fang Yuan, who had endured it for a long time, finally snapped: "Please! You always have this brain-assembly thing, but I! But! No! No!"

"It's not very good. Why are you so excited?"

Liang Tian and Fang Yuan had big differences when it came to treating the brain group.

"I'm so sorry for you, you big-headed gui..."

Before he finished the last word, Fang Yuan realized that what he said was not right, and quickly changed his words, "I grew up so big because I was born for the brain. Why can't I be excited?"

"Don't worry, Xiao Fangyuan. You will have a brain soon. Then..." Liang Tian said firmly: "You will wonder why you had such a dream. It's not worth it. "

"Whether it's worth it or not, it's up to me to decide!" Fang Yuan gave Liang Tian a loveless look, "You'd better hurry up and go back to March 1992, 3."

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[As for the last chapter, seeing that you all want to see Liang Xinglan in this chapter, Piao Piao is relieved to put this anticipated plot on the shelves...]

[As for when it will be put on the shelves... I haven’t thought about this issue yet...]

[Piaopiao is so bad, why don’t you just take your monthly ticket and throw it away~]

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(End of this chapter)