Rebirth 2009: Synthetic God

At the end of the interview, which lasted for nearly 10 hours throughout the day, Zhou Rui felt very tired, let alone Mou Zhongyi. The old man could no longer straighten his waist. new

In the first round of interviews, more than half of the 20 people were eliminated, and the remaining ones may have a closed meeting for two-way selection.

Wu Huamin supported Mou Zhongyi and sent his teacher home. Zhou Rui moved his neck, and his spine creaked.

Han Ziyin walked in, saw Zhou Rui's appearance, and asked with concern: "Are you tired?"

Zhou Rui smiled indifferently. With his physical fitness, he would be fine if he moved around a bit.

"I'm fine, but you must have been busy outside all day. Thank you for your hard work."

Zhou Rui was interviewing inside, and Han Ziyin was not idle either, guiding and organizing the interviewers, rushing back and forth.

They were separated by a door, but both were tired.

Han Ziyin shook her head and sat next to Zhou Rui. She stretched her slender legs forward, relaxed her leg muscles, and stretched her arms forward.

The whole person formed a C shape, and a slight moan came out of his mouth unconsciously. Zhou Rui looked at it and found it interesting.

Han Ziyin basically looks emotionless and aloof when facing everyone, but she will make some special moves in front of Zhou Rui.

Zhou Rui waited for her to finish stretching before saying, "Let's have dinner together."

The two of them had a casual meal at the back door. It was the Braised Beef Noodles store that was open 24 hours a day. Not to mention, although the store was a little run down, the taste was still good, especially on a cold winter night. A bowl of hot noodle soup made the whole thing feel great. Everyone is comfortable.

After finishing the meal, Zhou Rui was about to get up when Han Ziyin suddenly said: "Are you free tomorrow?"

Zhou Rui, who has completed all the exams in advance, can actually be free to allocate himself every day if there is no special call from the school. New 𝟲𝟵Book Bar→𝟲𝟵𝘀𝗵𝘂𝘅.𝗰𝗼𝗺

So Zhou Rui replied directly: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Han Ziyin took out two long cards from her small bag and placed them on the table with a very soft voice.

"Dad sent two playbook tickets to come with me, but he seems to have something to do tomorrow and wants to invite you to come with him."

Han Ziyin kept staring at the empty bowl while speaking, hiding the panic in her eyes.

Zhou Rui was stunned and picked up the ticket. The name of the play on it was "Warm Snow".

I can’t tell what it is, and I’ve never heard of it.

In my heart, I didn't feel much about this kind of activity, but Han Ziyin spoke up.

Zhou Rui considered it for a moment, and looked at Han Ziyin with his head lowered, without hesitating for too long.

"Okay, let me take a look. Can we go to the Shanghai Grand Theater together at six o'clock in the evening?"

Han Ziyin felt relieved and nodded sharply, but then shook her head and said softly: "Can I start from home? Let's meet outside the theater."

"Of course, what's the point?"

In front of the braised beef noodle shop, Zhou Rui was preparing to send Han Ziyin back to the dormitory as usual.

Han Ziyin originally refused and said, "I'm tired too, go back and rest."

A battery car passed quickly behind her, and Zhou Rui pulled her sleeve to help her avoid it. new

"After eating, let's go."

He knew that the girl was afraid of the dark, and there were not many street lights on campus at night. He had sent her back because she had been late in the previous experiment.

If a girl says she doesn’t want it, she wants it.

If you say no, no, you really want it.

Have you lost your studies?

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In the afternoon of the next day, Zhou Rui closed the book and looked at the sky outside the window.

The clouds were dark and gloomy, and it was impossible to tell what time it was.

He now has the experience value of "subject entry tasks" at his fingertips. In a few days, the progress of the three new tasks, which almost started from scratch, has reached 30%.

The system is getting more and more free, but Zhou Rui likes it.

A conservative estimate is that he may gain three more [subject entries] before the New Year.

However, after this round of tasks, he was ready to change his taste. He had been studying [Subject Entry] for several months, and he just returned to Qinghe County during the Chinese New Year. He didn't have much time to study, so he could take up other tasks.

The magic of the system is not limited to scientific research.

Throwing the book aside, Zhou Rui took a bath.

After all, this was my first time watching a drama, and I still wanted to clean myself up.

After changing his clothes, Zhou Rui directly called a car and headed towards the "Shanghai Grand Theater".

On the way, I sent a text message to Han Ziyin: "Already set off, see you at Gate 1."

The reply was quick: "Okay, I'm leaving too."

Zhou Rui remembered that he had bought a car and called the salesperson. The salesperson said that the goods might arrive in the next two days, so Zhou Rui should be ready to pick up the car at any time.

As long as there is no delay in returning to Qinghe, this year's Spring Festival is relatively early, January 25th is the New Year's Eve, the winter vacation starts earlier, and the Manchurian Communist Party only has a few days left.

Zhou Rui has been away for a while and really wants to go back to Qinghe.

I wonder if Huang Dewei has developed a leadership aura, and whether Lu Xubo's re-study went smoothly?

After Zhou Rui got off the car, he headed towards Gate 1. At this time, the door was crowded with people, all of whom seemed to be coming to watch the drama.

From a distance, Zhou Rui saw Han Ziyin at a glance. He was so brilliant.

This already tall girl seems to have worn some heels today. She is wearing a white woolen coat, her long hair is draped behind her shoulders, and she is carrying a handbag in both hands. Her cold and proud face seems to be incompatible with this cold winter night. Matching, countless passers-by passed by and couldn't help but look back and take another look.

Han Ziyin seemed to be in a daze, looking at the traffic not far away. She was not sure which direction Zhou Rui would come from.

He exhaled a white breath and tried to warm his green-white fingers, but the cold wind took away more of the warmth.

Seeing Zhou Rui coming up waving, the iceberg melting on his cold face, he also waved.

Zhou Rui: "You are earlier than me."

Han Ziyin shook her head: "We just arrived."

The two of them walked into the theater, and the air conditioner suddenly turned up, making them feel much more comfortable.

"Warm Snow" is in Hall 3, and there is already a queue at the door.

After the two checked in, Zhou Rui looked at the theater hall. It looked a bit like the auditorium in his mind, with rows of densely packed red seats and a location on the second floor.

The ticket in Han Ziyin's hand seemed to be a VIP seat, located in the center of the fifth row with the best distance.

There was a three-page introduction on the seat. Zhou Rui opened it and looked at it casually.

Not surprisingly, it is a drama involving love and hatred.

Well, maybe all dramas in the world are like this, unless they are pure comedies or red dramas.

In the list of actors, there is actually an actor surnamed Guo that Zhou Rui recognizes. He has been quite successful in the film and television industry in the future and has many masterpieces. He is an actor that Zhou Rui liked more in his previous life.

The lights in the hall gradually dimmed, and a person walked onto the center of the stage and talked about some precautions, such as not making loud noises, taking photos, etc.

Zhou Rui tilted his head, feeling quite fresh.

After that person goes down, the drama will officially begin.

All lights went out.

During the change of scene, the entire hall fell into darkness.

A cold little hand secretly reached out to Zhou Rui's big hand.

Zhou Rui turned around and couldn't see Han Ziyin's expression clearly.

I guess this girl is afraid of the dark.

He patted her hand slightly and signaled Han Ziyin not to be nervous.

The jade hand has not been held for a while, but the feel is still as good. I am afraid of watching a drama in the dark, so I guess this girl didn't expect it.

Only this time, Han Ziyin responded to him uncharacteristically.

Without any warning, her fingers intertwined with his.

Every fingertip of Zhou Rui was filled with smooth and cold texture.