My Boss, the White-haired Nun

Gong Ming often hears people say that Britain is a country living in history, whether it is in China or in the Far East.Because the heart is in this place in the UK, even on the roadside, you can often see some houses and dwellings with a history of hundreds of years, and they are even still in use today.

However, in Gong Ming's understanding, this situation should not be attributed to the people's awareness of how good the protection of historical sites is. Most of the reason should be that the industrial revolution in the corrupt country was relatively early, and the houses built that year There is not too much difference in quality from the ones built now.And there is no population pressure that does not require large-scale urban and rural reforms.

It is quite stupid to attribute all the gaps to quality problems in the horizontal comparison of the time axis.After all, China has its own national conditions here. [National Conditions] Although the two words are not a panacea for all problems, they can explain many problems.

Gong Ming walked in the university with slow steps. He told the driver just now that he had been away from this place for a long time, so long that many things in this city made him feel strange except for the accent.But if you want to say that there is little change in this city compared with fifty years ago.That must be the university he is now going to.

He walked proficiently on the road in this university, walked along the route in memory to the brown door that he had stepped on countless times, and took two steps forward to the steps in front of the door, as if he was used to it. Sexually raised his hand to open the door.But just before the moment of exertion.However, he slightly paused the movements of his hands.He showed a hesitant look.

With his ability, he could already clearly feel the breath of the four people in the room from this distance, and there were no more others.He believed that the people inside should have known of his arrival, and the surroundings of the house must have been covered with monitoring facilities. No, it should be said that from the moment he stepped into this university, he should have entered their room. In sight.

After all, in various senses, they are now behind the enemy's rear. If they didn't even have this bit of vigilance, they would have been taken over by Tianming or the anti-entropy hawks.

Now, he was standing in front of the door, holding the doorknob with his hand.

Well... Mistake...

He smiled bitterly in his heart.

Even if you really want to hesitate, you should hesitate at the airport or somewhere farther away... At this moment, all the scenes are exposed in their eyes, showing such a gesture is not a good impression anyway.

But, why on earth am I shrinking...

He was suddenly a little confused, and the object of his doubts was about himself.

Obviously, in every sense, I don't owe them anything...

Or is it that my thoughts at the moment are just comforting myself.

After a moment of silence, he began to exert light force on his hand, preparing to open the doorknob.

However, just as he turned the handle slightly halfway, the handle suddenly turned downward, and then pulled inward sharply.Gong Ming was thinking about something in his mind, and in a moment of distraction, he was suddenly pulled inward by that force.

"Why are you so... woah!"

An impatient voice came out from inside, but after finishing speaking, the red-haired girl was seen to be bumped towards her by a black figure, and was directly knocked to the ground.

When Gong Ming's body leaned forward to normal, he reacted abruptly, but after he finished finding someone behind the door, recognized the target, judged it was harmless, and restrained his body's instinct to move, he had already finished with the person in front of him. Collided.

Of course, even so, the red-haired girl was the only one who was knocked over.The moment Gong Ming was about to fall down, Gong Ming directly stretched out his hand to support the wall next to him, his body showed a strange tilt and froze in mid-air.

Just kidding, am I, Gong Ming, trash like the red hair in front of me?

"It hurts... what are you doing!"

The red hair who was knocked to the ground looked at the juggling man in front of him.Said full of annoyance.

"Ah, sorry sorry."

It was only then that Gong Ming remembered that he wanted to help the girl in front of him up.

"Tesla, what's going on over there?"

Hearing the voice here, a woman with long green hair and a long dress came over from the living room, holding a violin that hadn't been put down yet.

"Emma, ​​it's okay. Tesla just fell down." Hearing the voice, Gong Ming replied subconsciously.

"..."

However, there was a sudden silence.

"What do you mean I fell down! Obviously you hit me, okay?" The red-haired girl called Tesla stood up from the ground with Gong Ming's support, and said loudly with her hips on her hips.

"Well, I bumped into you." Gong Ming walked inside while perfunctory, and nodded to Schrödinger, whose left hand was still wrapped in plaster, and Schrödinger squeezed out a smile on his ascetic face, signaling I received his greeting.

After all, she is just old-fashioned, not paralyzed, and she looks pretty when she smiles.

"Come on, don't make any noise, come in first."

Emma Plank reacted from the slight silence, and brought Gong Ming and Tesla in with her usual gentle tone with a smile.

"You... haven't called me Emma for a long time."

It's just that when passing by Gong Ming's side, a light word floated into Gong Ming's ears.

"My dear...cousin."

Gong Ming's body froze, but he returned to normal in an instant.

Several people walked into the room talking and laughing, and sat down on the sofa. Planck put down the violin in his hand and sat beside Gong Ming just like Tesla.Friends who haven't seen each other for many years always have a lot to talk about, especially scientific researchers like them.Even Schrödinger, who was standing aside, would occasionally join in and say a few words about some academic topic.

They were just chatting, but everyone gradually became quiet again.

A trace of embarrassment began to spread in the arena.

They are all the most cutting-edge figures in this industry, and they have an extremely deep understanding of this industry.However, the more profound theories need to be hidden in their current relationship, the more restrained the discussion will be.

At the same time, their profound skills told them that there was also something hidden on the other side.

And when you feel that the person you are chatting with is deliberately hiding a lot of things, it will be difficult to continue chatting this day.

Silence seemed to spread in the field, from the first person to the last person.

No matter how enthusiastic you pretend to be at the beginning, those cautious words will never go back to those unfettered days.

"..."

"Didn't you have a good chat?" Einstein, who had been sitting on the side sofa without saying a word, looked at these silent people.said softly.