Superstars of Tomorrow

After Song Ping sent Fang Zhao and others back to the base, he went to report to Commander Flemington.

"Fang Zhao didn't hear anything useful?" This was what Flemington was most concerned about.

"No." Song Ping replied.

Flemington couldn't help showing disappointment on his face, but this result was also expected by him, and he was mentally prepared for it.

"Sure enough, the rumors are all exaggerated." Flemington sighed and waved his hand, "Forget it, just take this group of people to play outside, and they will be willing to pay if they are happy. How are these people? bring?"

Song Ping recalled the performance of several guests today, and reported truthfully: "Fortunately, you are a bit coquettish and self-willed, and your character is not as bad as others say. Salo and Wu Tianhao had a good time playing cars, and they said they would donate one to us. Where's the convoy!"

"Haha, that's good!" The disappointment in Flemington's heart dissipated instantly.

As long as the guests don't make trouble and are willing to donate more things to their base, this time they will make a lot of money by cooperating with the program group.

"Execute Plan A." Flemington said in a relaxed tone.

When the program team was recruited to seek cooperation, Flemington discussed with other high-level military officers on the base and formulated two sets of response plans. If the guests performed well, they would try their best to cooperate, which is the "Plan A" he just mentioned. If the guests are playing with their temper and making troubles, they will get tough and make these people suffer, that is, "Plan B".

Now it seems that everything is going well, and Flemington is of course willing to take the "Plan A" route, so that the program crew can enjoy the filming, and they can relax, get what they need, and achieve mutual benefit and win-win.

After Song Ping left, Flemington checked the photos and videos submitted by Song Ping in a good mood, which were all the performances of today's five guests.

However, looking at it, Flemington's expression was not right.

The ones in the photo that are spread out neatly on the ground like salted fish are the ones that their base regards as one of the most difficult to kill pests in the farmland? !

Flemington thought he was dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes and zoomed in on the photo to take a closer look. That's right, those were the things that gave him a headache for a long time!

Just now Song Ping said that Fang Zhao's dog worth 200 million was a good catcher. He thought Song Ping was joking and used some exaggerated rhetorical techniques. Unexpectedly, the facts were even more exaggerated than the description!

Night at the base is upon us.

The sky is full of dust and dust outside, the storm has not yet passed, but inside the base, it is quite quiet.

The base has few entertainment facilities, and there are no rich entertainment activities. There is no free Internet access, and many people fall asleep early.

Fang Zhao had a good harvest today. He took a walk outside and got some inspiration. After writing the score in his notebook for a while, he lay down to rest. He didn't fall asleep, but quietly listened to various sounds.

Although the sound insulation effect of the base is good, as long as Fang Zhao listens intently, he can still hear various movements of the wind and sand hitting the base.

That is the rhythm brought by nature, which cannot be made by manpower.

Wind, sand, stone, earth, and solid barriers made by people. The sound of all things interacting.

All the sounds are divided into notes in Fang Zhao's brain, forming a unique rhythm that belongs to Bu Xing.

Suddenly, a small, unfamiliar note that was difficult to catch was noticed by Fang Zhao.

That sound was as weak as an ant under the feet of an active crowd, which might be trampled out at any moment, but it still struggled and luckily broke out.

The combination of strong and weak beats is like a time segment measured by the most accurate ruler in the world, and it loops over and over again tirelessly, like a call and a plea.

What exactly is that?

Just as Fang Zhao was thinking, Curly ran to Fang Zhao's bedside humming.

Opening his eyes, Fang Zhao looked at Curly Hair.

Curly hummed in a low voice, those seemingly innocent dog eyes stared at Fang Zhao, so serious that he didn't even shake his tail.

The behavior of curly hair is to ask for something. When I was at home, it meant that I wanted to play games. But now, Fang Zhao didn't think Curly called him in the middle of the night because he wanted to play games. Noisy about playing games in the middle of the night, don't you deserve a beating?

"You heard that too? That voice." Fang Zhao asked. For some reason, he just had a feeling that Curly must have heard the same voice.

"Wow!" The curly hair flicked its tail, turned around in a circle, then ran a few steps towards the door, and looked back at Fang Zhao.

Fang Zhao still sat by the bed and didn't move.

He is thinking.

He didn't know what that voice was, it shouldn't be a threat. If it is other important information, the base should also be able to capture this signal.

If he couldn't even capture the base, but he heard it...

For him, Fang Zhao himself was not sure whether it was a disaster or a blessing. Bai Jixing's time seemed beautiful, but Fang Zhao knew that many people were staring at him, and many researchers wanted to study his ears. I believe there must be some people discussing the ownership of Fang Zhao's body after his natural or accidental death.

This time, Fang Zhao can completely pretend that nothing happened, according to the arrangement of the program group and the base, finish recording this episode of the program, and then go back to continue his life.

Seeing that Fang Zhao hadn't moved, Curly ran back and raised his dog's paw to pull Zhao's trouser legs, humming.

Looking at the curly hair, Fang Zhao suddenly laughed.

Get up and put it on, pick up the curly fur and pat its dog's head: "Hide it well."

...

Song Ping was watching "Genesis" and glanced at the time. It was getting late, so he went to bed after watching this episode.

But before the end of the episode, Song Ping received a call from Fang Zhao.

"Sound? What sound... wait!! Tell me carefully!"

Ignoring the pursuit of drama, Song Ping hurriedly asked. Unlimited expectations arose in my heart, and I was quite nervous.

On the other side, Commander Flemington had finished dealing with today's affairs, and because he was in a good mood, he rarely had a rest early, and was soundly asleep when he was woken up by a phone call.

It's rare to sleep better today, and was suddenly woken up. Flemington's face was clouded, but he also knew that there must be something urgent to call at this time, and he didn't have time to get angry, so he quickly connected.

"What???!"

Flemington was so startled that he fell off the bed somersaults, and the "what" roar was loud and tinged with dialect.

Over there, Song Ping hurriedly said: "Fang Zhao said he heard some sounds, but I asked the relevant professionals about the sound he said, and I was not sure what it was. It probably has nothing to do with our base, and the equipment didn't capture it. "

"That's right!!" What do you expect from what the instrument can capture? ! Flemington was excited.

Back then, Bai Jixing was unable to detect the ore because of the limited equipment, but Fang Zhao heard it!

Thinking of the history of Bai Jixing's rise, Flemington breathed heavily.

Hahahaha I never thought I would be able to have today! Keep the clouds open to see the moonlight!

Not caring about anything else, Flemington dressed and ran out of the bedroom at the fastest speed in his life.

Fang Zhao was led to Flemington's office by Song Ping, and after a while, the leader of Buxing strode over.

"Hahaha! Fang Zhao, I've heard of you for a long time! I finally saw you today!"

Flemington was full of enthusiasm, and shook Fang Zhao's outstretched hand with both hands slightly, and the light in his eyes seemed to see his own father.

Song Ping, who was standing beside him, said in his heart: Commander, please restrain yourself! Don't scare people away!

Flemington didn't care what others thought, and asked Fang Zhao eagerly: "You said you heard a sound that our base equipment couldn't capture? Is it ore?"

"No." Fang Zhao recalled.

Flemington... the mood fell off a cliff.

Song Ping coughed lightly, "Fang Zhao said it sounded like an electronic device."

"Electronic equipment?" Flemington calmed down, "Isn't it the sound from our outpost or the detection equipment distributed elsewhere?"

"Probably not." Song Ping explained, "We have few outposts here, and the only ones we use are those that are close to each other. The bases have them. I have told Fang Zhao about them, and he said no."

Song Ping is not an impulsive person, and he will not directly report to Flemington before confirming.

"If it weren't for the equipment used in our base and outpost..." Flemington suppressed the disappointment in his heart, and his face became serious. His first thought was: spy!

As if guessing what Song Ping and Flemington were thinking, Fang Zhao said, "It should not be a spy, and it is not aggressive."

"Reason?" Flemington frowned and looked at Fang Zhao.

"Feeling." Fang Zhao recalled.

Flemington was silent.

Curly was lying at Fang Zhao's feet, looking up at Flemington and then at Fang Zhao, those pure little eyes seemed to be completely unable to understand what they were talking about.

Flemington pondered for a while, "Whether the voice is aggressive or not, this matter must be clarified!"

Calling up the weather information and looking at it, Flemington asked Fang Zhao, "Can you hear which direction the sound is coming from?"

"Yes." Fang Zhao pointed in a direction.

"How far?" Flemington asked again.

"Not sure, but not within the base range."

"Is that sound still ringing now? Did you hear it last night?" Flemington asked again.

"I didn't hear it last night, it's still ringing now." Fang Zhao replied truthfully.

Fang Zhao really didn't hear it last night, and Curly didn't show any abnormality, and that voice really didn't sound last night. Of course, it's also possible that the voice was farther away and they didn't hear it.

"Fang Zhao, please do me a favor tonight. I'll send someone out of the base with you to find the source of the sound. The storm outside has begun to weaken. In the direction you pointed, there have been no other irresistible storms within twelve hours."

"Okay. However, the program team will start filming tomorrow." Fang Zhao said.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Flemington made arrangements, thought about it, and went out with Fang Zhao himself. He couldn't sit still on base either. Whether it is good or bad, he always has to figure it out.

The base was very efficient. Flemington quickly mobilized manpower, vehicles, and aircraft, took Fang Zhao out of the base, and a group of people went in the direction Fang Zhao pointed out.

in the base.

Barbara is painting her nails. She went out today and the design on her nails is all messed up.

Nail washing and manicure, because of Barbara's high standards and high requirements, took two or three hours, and there was only the last bit left.

Barbara is still a bit artistic, and she designed the pattern for the maid to draw. She originally wanted to set it with diamonds, but when she thought of the diamond ring she lost today, she changed her plan. At the same time, she was thinking about how to get revenge on Sa Luo tomorrow, for example... cheating him first 100 million?

Just as he was thinking, a bodyguard who came to Buxing hurried over and whispered a few words to Barbara.

Barbara's fingers trembled, and the almost-finished pattern on the nails was instantly destroyed. The maid trembled beside her with her head down, not daring to speak.

However, Barbara didn't pay attention to her nails this time, she just asked the bodyguard in a deep voice, "Is the news true?"

"True! Now Flemington has left the base with Fang Zhao."

"Follow!"

"Yes! I sent someone to follow up secretly..."

Barbara raised her chin: "No, just go directly, I will lead someone to follow!"

"It's too dangerous! Will Flemington attack us outside?" A bodyguard worried.

"They don't dare!" Barbara didn't intend to continue explaining. She arranged for someone to rent a car from the base, and called a bodyguard, "Send a letter to Sa Luo and let him know what Fang Zhao heard. Something, and Flemington is now taking him out to find it."

"What about the others? Do you want to reveal it too?" the bodyguard asked.

"No, Sa Luo knows, and the other two will know too." Barbara said with certainty.

Saro over there.

Sa Luo, who was writing hard, was full of how to complain to his grandfather and sue. After finishing the draft, he wrote an email and set it to be sent automatically after being connected to the Internet.

The agent also stayed up worrying, thinking about how to face Barbara's anger tomorrow.

An accompanying bodyguard hurried in and told Sa Luo the news he had just received.

"Really?!" Sa Luo was surprised. I wrote the letter just now with a lot of dedication, and I haven't had time to change my tone of being coquettish and stupid with Captain Reina.

"The news is true."

"good!!"

Sa Luo put aside the matter of "how to cheat his father more effectively", and immediately called Wu Tianhao to plot trouble.

It’s not a good brother who cares about loyalty, and Salo is not as thorough as Barbara’s analysis, but he knows that Dora’s one person has more protection, just like finding someone to share in troubles on weekdays. suffer alone.

"Could it be that he discovered the mine again?!" This was Sa Luo's first thought.

"Probably not, this planet doesn't look like there are energy ores, there are not many, the level is not high, and there is no mining value." Wu Tianhao said.

"Could it be that there are aliens?" Salo guessed again.

"... To be precise, we are aliens to native organisms." Wu Tianhao retorted.

"That must be something else important! I know that Fang Zhao is not as handsome as me, but his ears are better than a dog's! What we hear may be something earth-shattering, we must not miss it!" Sa Luo Sheng was afraid that Wu Tianhao would be discouraged.

Wu Tianhao didn't hesitate, he was analyzing the pros and cons, and his brain circuits partially overlapped with Saro's. After plotting, he found that the pressure on the two of them was still too much, so he stopped Mitis, who was insomnia and was about to go to the sports room to play. .

When Mitis heard what the two said, he was stunned, handed the racket in his hand to a bodyguard, and quietly gestured to him. The bodyguard took the racket and left for a while, then whispered something to Mitis when he came back.

Later, Mitis joins Sa Luo and Wu Tianhao in their conspiracy.

"Why don't we secretly..."

After getting started, the three of them learned that Barbara had led people out of the base with great fanfare just now.

Three people: "..."

What else are you stealing? Hurry up and take people away!

The three of them didn't delay. Like Barbara, they rented a car and aircraft from the base, and took people out with them.

Over there in the rest area of ​​the rest of the program team.

The director stared at the script obsessively. He discussed with the screenwriter just now and added a few highlights that he thought were very topical to make the script of the show more perfect.

Full marks!

A stroke of genius!

The plot is amazing, ups and downs, exciting!

With such a script and five high-level guest configurations, why worry that the show will not turn around!

Calling several other members of the program group who were also too excited to fall asleep, the director was sure of winning: "This time we will be able to soar into the sky!"

Several other team members also looked dreamy, and a promotion and salary increase is just around the corner!

"Wait for tomorrow, let's..."

Before the director with a confident smile finished speaking, he received a notice from the Buxing Base Army that the recording of the program was postponed and he was borrowing a guest.

director:"……"

angry!

Fang Zhao was borrowed by the army, and the director didn't know the reason, but he thought he should appease the other guests first, maybe they had resentment?

The director called Sa Luo's manager, and before he opened his mouth, he heard the whistling wind from the communicator and the sound of the convoy driving on the sand.

There was also Sa Luo and Wu Tianhao's strange screams of "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo by Saro and Wu Tianhao-" were they excited about it."

director:"……"

Don't say anything, I'm so tired.

There should be more tomorrow.