We Live In Nanjing - Chapter 117

  Chapter 117 The Lost SpongeBob SquarePants and Pai Daxing

  At six o’clock that night, Bai Yang came back from school with Forsythia.

Bai Yang is wearing a down jacket, bloated like a Michelin tire, Forsythia is still lightly dressed, wearing a gray fleece sweater, carrying his schoolbag in her hand, looking like a young mother who just picked up her child from kindergarten school.

“According to the results of our experiments so far, as long as the facts confirmed by BG4MSR are unchangeable.” Bai Yang climbed up to the eighth floor, took a breath, and took out the key to open the door. “No matter what you want to do, the world will always It will get you back on its established track.”

   “It sounds as if the fate has been determined.” Forsythia carried the bag, “We are all puppets, manipulated by something.”

   “You mean we don’t have free will?” Bai Yang opened the door and turned to ask.

  Forsythia nodded.

“Perhaps our free will is responsible for this result.” Bai Yang said, “I always thought that before. At the time when BG4MSR lived, most of the buildings in the city were still there, such as the 12 next door. I think if we blow up 12 buildings, what will happen to her building?”

  Forsythia was taken aback.

“I have always wanted to think about this problem, and I have been entangled. In theory, this can be done, right?” Bai Yang said, “In theory, we can indeed blow up 12 buildings, and BG4MSR previously told us about the 12 buildings on her side. It still exists, don’t the facts of those two eras match up?”

“right.”

“But theory and reality are two different things. In theory, we can bomb 12 buildings. In fact, we can’t do it at all.” Bai Yang entered the door and bent over to change shoes. It won’t be counter-logic. This is different from doing physics questions. In the physics test paper, we only need to solve the theoretical problems. You can blow up the earth on the test paper. It’s okay, but it’s not in real life. In real life, you want to do it. It’s different from what you can do, so the question is…why is there a difference between the two contexts in theory and in reality? What makes such a huge difference?”

  Poplar stuffed the sneakers into the shoe rack, and then said:

“In fact, it is free will. Our self-righteous free will is just like your intellect tells you that planning a building bombing will not only fail, but it will also let you enter the game… The consciousness and thinking that directs our actions is just the right thing. It’s the main factor that allows us to follow that established route.”

“Do you know that there is a concept in psychology called the self-fulfilling prophecy effect?” Forsythia followed Bai Yang in the door. Prophecy becomes reality.”

   “What are you talking about?”

  Bai Zhen sat on the sofa, stamped at the desk, and glanced up at the two people at the door.

   “We are discussing, it seems that the future seen by BG4MSR will definitely become an unalterable reality.” Forsythia said, “So, isn’t the end of the day inevitable?”

   “Yes.” Wang Ning was immersed in writing materials without looking up.

   “But this…”

   “What must happen?” Wang Ning threw the file in his hand to Bai Zhen, “Does it prevent us from working? Old Bai! Stamp!”

  ”Click!” With a click, Bai Zhen stamped a bright red stamp on the document.

  ”Are you hungry?” Mom shouted in the kitchen, “Supper is a while! Shall we eat something first?”

   “I’m not hungry, Xiaobai and I ate a bowl of dragons on the road.” Forsythia threw the schoolbag to Bai Yang, turned around and went into the kitchen, “Sister, I’ll help!”

  Lianqiao is a good girl. My mother likes her with naked eyes, but the relationship between them is running wildly in the direction of the sisters. Forsythia yells her mother a bite and a sister, which makes her exasperated.

Forsythia does not know how to cook, but she is always very enthusiastic about helping the kitchen, washing dishes and pots. She has fast hands and feet. She works hard and fast. She never procrastinates. At first, Bai Yang was puzzled and said that this sister received Is her task to be an assistant for his mother? Before his dull mind turned around, Forsythia got the admiration and love of the hidden person behind the command headquarters with a thunder and thunderous momentum-the chief executive and the empress dowager’s mother, good fellow, Bai Yang. The reaction was over, but it was too late-Forsythia received the full support of the Queen Mother, and from then on, she has been domineering in front of Bai Yang.

  There is a mother behind her back, Bai Yang can no longer resist Forsythia’s lewd power, Forsythia let him stand, Bai Yang can’t sit, otherwise his mother will just say “Listen to your counselor! Stand taller!”

Forsythia has formulated a precise schedule, and is responsible for the task of transporting Baiyang to school every day. He always helps him carry his schoolbags. Forsythia has a regular routine. He takes Baiyang out for a run every morning and takes him when he finishes running. Going to school, the schedule for the day is clearly arranged.

  But Forsythia did not follow up with the school. After Bai Yang stepped into the school gate, the sister didn’t know where she went. Bai Yang suspected that she would go to a nearby restaurant or some place to volunteer.

This kind of speculation has basis. After a long time, people parted ways, and Forsythia completed the task and returned to the team. Bai Yang heard the young waitress in a nearby restaurant humming “Jinwa Jinluang Temple, the emperor can’t see it”. The great sister used to work here and can pick up six plates in one hand.

  Bai Yang can always see Forsythia standing at the gate after school. She is tall and eye-catching, which surprised He Leqin and Yan Zhihan who occasionally travel with her.

  He Dashao and Yan Ge left and right, stab Bai Yang’s waist with an elbow, winking eyebrows: “Yes, Xiao Bai Yang, Sister Yu! Sister Yu! Tell me honestly, how did you hook it up?”

  In less than ten minutes, Forsythia hooked up Yan Zhihan, hooked up his shoulders, and whispered, making the two boys behind him look resentful.

Forsythia told the two that she was Bai Yang’s bodyguard, because Bai Yang was recently asked by a low-key and mysterious billionaire across the ocean to recognize her relatives and became the sole heir to a property of 100 billion US dollars. The people who coveted this property are acting secretly. In order to avoid mistakes in the program, the life of the poplar must be guaranteed. Now every hair of the poplar is worth more than the same weight of gold.

  After talking, He Dashao pulled out a piece of Bai Yang’s hair and made Bai Yang scream, He Leqin said that he would use it to exchange money.

  Lianqiao mysteriously said to Yan Zhihan at last, sister you see the pedestrians on the street, there is a secret whistle in every ten people, all of them are bodyguards invited by Xiao Baiyang.

  White Yang was dumbfounded.

  This sister really doesn’t care.

  After listening to Forsythia’s words, when Brother Yan and He Dashao turned their heads to look at Bai Yang, their eyes were hungry wolf-like eyes. The two asked Bai Yang to pat his chest and touch his conscience to speak. Is this friendship between them worth 100 million?

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Bai Yang threw the schoolbag on the bed, and the “click” sounded in the living room. Father and Uncle Wang were working at the desk, one was approving documents and the other was writing materials. When the division of labor was settled, the two had disputes. After all, compared with stamping and signing, writing materials is more laborious, so why should he do more work?

  Finally determined, the military medals Lao Wang accounted for 60%, and Lao Bai accounted for 40%. Wang Ning was willing to do it.

Of course, he didn’t work for long. Within half a month, Wang Ning seconded Xiao Zhu and promoted him to the deputy director of the headquarters office (Wang Ning told him that this was an organizational reuse with a boundless future), and all the manuscripts and materials were thrown away. Wrote it to Xiao Zhu.

  Wang Ning is responsible for signing a name.

  Zhao Bowen is not there. Uncle Zhao must have gone to the provincial or municipal party committee for a meeting again. He doesn’t know when he will come back. He has always been busy.

Forsythia helped wash all the bowls in the kitchen, and went to the room to discuss fatalism and free will with Bai Yang. She encouraged Bai Yang to do a simple experiment to verify that it was not realistic to bomb 12 buildings, but it was on the wall. Making a mark is simply a matter of effort, anyway, Bai Yang and BG4MSR are in the same room, as long as the former makes a mark on the white wall of his room, the latter can immediately see whether there will be changes.

  Scribble on one’s own wall, this is a plan for a mother to fight.

  But Forsythia convinced my mother.

  So Bai Yang found out the watercolor paints he used in the elementary school art class, first ventilated with BG4MSR, and chose a good wall.

“I told you, you don’t believe it.” Bai Yang curled his lips. “It was verified when we sent the time slow delivery. Then I will verify it for you again. I can now draw a conclusion, no matter what we draw on the wall. What, there will be no changes to the wall on her side.”

   “You draw!”

  Bai Yang drew a SpongeBob squarepants on the white wall, and a Pai Daxing on the opposite wall.

  Next, he used the radio to communicate with BG4MSR.

  Sure enough, the girl’s answer was that there was nothing and nothing changed.

  Forsythia was taken aback.

“Look, what did I say?” Bai Yang slapped his hands. “There won’t be any changes at all. Do you want to know why? It must be because in the near future, my mother or someone else thinks these two things are too much. It’s ugly, it’s really unsightly, so I paste it up again, so I can’t see anything on the other end…”

   Bai Yang made further inferences:

   “But these two paintings should still exist, they are just covered, so I now let BG4MSR scratch the wall, and they will see the sky again.”

  He speaks swearly.

  Forsythia nodded.

  So Bai Yang communicated with each other again, let Banxia scrape the wall under his guidance, and scrape off the white putty layer by layer. If nothing else, she would see SpongeBob SquarePants and Pai Daxing painted by Bai Yang.

  But this time it was Bai Yang’s turn to be surprised.

   Still nothing.

  The pinellia has been scraped to the bottom, and to the cement wall, without any traces of paint. It seems that it is not the same wall, and no one has painted on this wall.

Bai Yang was stunned. He turned his head and looked at SpongeBob SquarePants and Pai Daxing on the wall. The paint that had just been dried was still very bright. For some reason, the two good brothers were lost in the long ups and downs of time.

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  (The author Jun’s gossip: Next is the time for friendly recommendation, recommending the new work “Into the Unscientific” by the novice angler.)

  (End of this chapter)