Chapter Eleven
On all sides of the small cruise ship are huge multifunctional walls. At first, this kind of wall can only change the appearance of temperature and hardness, be bulletproof, and move within a certain range. With the decades of peace, this completely military multifunctional material has inevitably developed some entertainment functions - for example, it can be used as an LED screen, can connect the earth's signals with remote satellites, and can also play 3D games.
...The latter was strictly prohibited during the mission.
It was lunch time, and a food program from the earth was playing on the wall.
"Then the restaurant I recommend to you today is the most famous delicacy is not lobster or abalone, but this - the treasure of the restaurant, Dangdang!" For some reason, the female host of the food program has the size and food intake of anorexia patients, which shows that it is not easy to please all kinds of viewers.
I saw the pretty female host uncovering a quaint casserole lid, and a white air suddenly emerged. The HD 4D TV wall immediately exuded a realistic smell. The female host sighed deeply and murmured: "It's so fragrant."
Several men squatting in front of the screen wall in a wall-facing posture were holding a box of cans in their hands, and raised their necks at the same time, swallowing.
"When treating food, you must be sincere. Now let's take a closer look with me. Do you know that the fragrance is layered? First, the herbs have a little bitter wood fragrance, which is not pungent at all, and it smells particularly slurry. Then there is the rich fragrance cooked from various mountain delicacies such as mushrooms and ginseng, and the rice fragrance is the first to be cultivated in colder areas in the north. It was originally promoted in Russia. The yield is very, very low, but it is very delicious. The rice grains are clearly distinguished, the rice soup is thick, and the rice fragrance is the meat fragrance after the rice fragrance..."
Several indecent audience members were very immersed in the role, and they treated the compressed can of wax in their hands in the way of "seeing, listening, asking and touching" in their hands, and tried hard to show the intoxicating expression of a neurotic disease.
Ye Wenlin and the captain of the sharp knife, Jiang Jin, came in at this time. The two were talking in a low voice. When they first smelled the synthesis fragrance of the room and the virtues of their teammates, they immediately realized that this was the "Earth Space Edition Playing House" session of routine every day - in the absence of important props, they performed how they ate as rich as the king.
Although the gravity system has been simulated in the spacecraft, it is probably due to psychological effects and always feels that it is still far from the real "down-to-earth" feeling.
They are the most elite special pioneers in space, and are looked up to by countless military academy students, and even the "sharp knife" of mythology. However, the days of carrying out missions are not so much legendary. Most of the time, they are doing their own ordinary daily cruise work as meticulously as possible in this boring and boring atmosphere, interspersed with the most rigorous training courses. Only in the gaps of eating, drinking, defecating, can they try every means to find some boring fun.
The food provided for them is of course the best. Whether it is nutritional value or health, it is carefully calculated and adjusted to the best compressed can, which can ensure that the soldiers drifting in space retain their peak physical strength.
Unfortunately, no one appreciates it. They agreed that these canned foods are not worthy of being called food, but only being called nutritional agents.
Compared with food, what is nutrition? What is health? Dog food is also high-quality and proportional. Isn’t it always a failure in the face of sausages with excessive additives and excessive salt.
Jiang Jin glared and said, "Look at your promising prospects, you will be corroded by such sugar-coated shells!"
He was tall and big, with a scar on his face. The scar slashed through the upper eyelid of his left eye and pulled it to his temple, pulling it down, making the originally large left eye a small triangle eye asymmetrical to the right, looking scary.
Originally, this level of scar removal and plastic surgery was a simpler surgery than applying a Band-Aid, but Captain Jiang has been dominating the sharp knife for eight years and has long been tempered into a freak among freaks. His aesthetic view is particularly distorted. He was extremely full of this face that seemed quite abstract and profound after his appearance was broken. After leaving three military doctors one after another, he successfully preserved the scar that he claimed to be "very handsome".
When the team members received the scolding, they had to straighten their backs one by one, show the rigorous attitude of political study, and look at the TV wall seriously.
"All the essence is in this milky white soup... Wow, everyone sees this soup, it's so delicate. When it's served like this, it's like digging a piece of chalcedony with a spoon. It's crystal clear and you can't see any oily flowers. I'll try it for everyone... Um!"
The clear swallowing sound on the TV and the sigh after the food was in the mouth came into the serious ears of Captain Jiang, the black-faced god, and his throat couldn't help but move.
"This taste!" The female host seemed to be unable to speak even when she was talking. She was yelling at the camera with an expression that was about to become an immortal, "It's this taste! The taste in her mouth is richer than the olfactory sense of scent just now, and it is definitely beyond your imagination. The originally distinct rice grains melt in the mouth, and the fine and tender meat inside seemed to be soaked in the soup. Just bite it gently, um! It feels like it explodes in the mouth..."
Captain Jiang smacked his lips and regretfully found that he seemed to have been defeated by sugar-coated shells. But he felt that this was because his opponent was too strong. Although he was defeated, he was still honored. So he unceremoniously kicked the two team members away with his toes and grabbed the best position - the place where the simulated smell was most intense, sat down, and reached out like a master: "Get me the cans too."
This month, the "Sharp Knife" has been on its way back.
Ye Wenlin's attention was not on the TV wall. They were almost at the base camp. In the outermost layer of the human space fortress, the remote satellite, it was judged that the signal reception was good from the rich simulation fragrance. So Ye Wenlin took out his phone and put it on his legs. While looking through various information from the earth, he was absent-mindedly eating his canned "dog food".
First, Fu Luo recovered "Oh" a few days ago, and then a regular physical examination report from the hospital.
He looked at every indicator on the report carefully, but the situation did not worsen, and it was even better than he thought. His tense face lines seemed to be a little softer, and then he used mobile banking to transfer 10,000 yuan of Global Tong coins to the hospital account.
Finally, Ye Wenlin flipped out a selfie photo sent by his girlfriend. She was wearing a beautiful dress and a brooch with a strong sense of design on her sweater jacket, which immediately raised the ordinary clothes by two levels.
The happy message was "Your classmate gave it to me, thank her!"
Ye Wenlin laughed and sent Fu Luo a text message: "You are so brave, you are so brave. You are so brave that your senior brother dares to come and dig up my corner as soon as you leave."
It was the new product launch conference of Teacher Robin's studio. After the small gifts were prepared, the employees could pick them away as soon as possible. Fu Luo was originally not interested in this, but later he remembered Xinran, so he specially picked a copy and ordered a courier in the same city, and gave it to her.
Anyway, Ye Wenlin's poor guy will definitely not be able to afford it.
Fu Luo has been very confused recently. She is sitting on a chair in a locker room wearing a work suit vest. Xiao Zhu and another girl are wrapping a plastic fabric of polymer material around her arms, which is said to be inspired by the allusion of ancient people who used breathable food plastic wrap to help lose weight.
It is a very painful, but miraculously effective magical object for muscle obesity.
...Although Fu Luo wanted to know why he was "muscle" and was still called "obese".
"How do you feel?" Xiao Zhu asked.
Fu Luo: "The cytoplasm is no longer flowing."
Xiao Zhu smiled embarrassedly: "Although it is very painful, it is really useful. Someone used this to reduce the muscles of the calf and lost one knuckle within a week."
Fu Luo noodles had dishes: "I want to restore this 'knuckle', and I need at least one year of pull-ups."
"Help me." Xiao Zhu smiled guiltily.
Mr. Robin's clothing design brand has released a transformational work in autumn and winter, called "General."
Although in Fu Luo's eyes, it should be read as "shemale".
It is a men-woman style. The women's clothing number has corrected some of the ratios between the shoulders and chests, and the others have not changed. It is a typical "boyfriend" style. The men's clothing is fancy and complicated, which is also very consistent with the aesthetic taste of the sissy people pretending to be handsome nowadays.
Then, Teacher Robin asked Fu Luo for help in the name of not being able to pick a suitable model.
Xiao Zhu doesn’t know why the boss is like this. As an insider, she knows very well that “not finding a suitable model” is a very nonsense reason. Although neutral style is ever-changing, it doesn’t change the medicine. There were successful cases of male models endorsing female underwear hundreds of years ago. What model will not be found?
In terms of height alone, although Fu Luo is considered the "Pearl of Oriental" among ordinary people, he can only be said to meet the standards among models.
So... is the boss trying to make this relative famous?
Xiao Zhu looked at Fu Luo's sad expression.
Fu Luo is just a military academy student who will go to space to report in two months. This red method will not benefit her in the future. She will not talk about it, but may also give people the feeling that she is not doing her job properly.
Xiao Zhu lowered her eyes and tightened the shaping cloth in her hand.
Chapter completed!