Superstars of Tomorrow

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

"Is there any useful thing that Fang Zhao didn't hear?" This is what Flemington is most concerned about.

"No." Song Ping replied.

Flemington's face could not help but reveal the color of disappointment, but this result is also expected, and he is psychologically prepared.

"Sure enough, the rumors are exaggerated." Flemington sighed and waved. "Forget it, let the people play outside with them. If you are happy, they will give up money. How are these people?" band?"

Song Ping recalled the performance of several guests today, and truthfully reported: "Fortunately, the delicate and self-willed is a bit, the character is actually not as bad as anyone else said. Salo and Wu Tianhao have a good time playing with the car, and said that they should donate one to us. The team!"

"Haha, that's good!" Flemington's heart was disappointing.

As long as the guests do not do things, they are willing to donate more things to their bases. This time, they will make a lot of money in cooperation with the program group.

"Executing a plan." Flamington has a relaxed tone.

When the program team came to seek cooperation, Flemington discussed with other senior officers of the base and formulated two sets of response plans. If the guests performed well, they would try their best to cooperate, that is, the "a plan" he just said. If the guests are tempering and doing things, they will be tough and let the people suffer, that is, "b plan."

Now it seems that everything is going well. Flemington is also willing to take the "a plan" route, so that the program group is happy to shoot, they are also easy, each needs, mutual benefit and win-win.

When Song Ping left, Flemington looked at the photos and videos submitted by Song Ping in a good mood, which is the performance of the five guests today.

Just, looking at it, Flemington's face was not right.

The photos in the photo are spread out on the ground like salted fish. Is it the kind that the base is regarded as one of the most difficult to kill pests in the farmland? !

Flemington thought that he was blind, rubbing his eyes and zooming in and taking a closer look. That's right, it's the things that made him headache for a long time!

Just now Song Ping said that the 200 million dog worthy of Fang Zhao was a small expert. He thought that Song Ping was joking and used some exaggerated rhetorical techniques. I did not expect that the facts were exaggerated than the description!

The night of the base is coming.

The dust is everywhere, the storm has not passed, and the interior of the base is quite quiet.

The base has few recreational facilities, and there is no rich entertainment. It is not free to go online. Many people fall asleep early.

Fang Zhao’s harvest today is good. He walked outside and had some inspiration. After writing the music sheet in the book, he lay down and rested. Not sleeping, but quietly listening to various voices.

Although the sound insulation effect of the base is good, but the party can only listen to the sounds of the sand blowing base.

That is the rhythm that nature can't make, the nature brings.

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

All the sounds are differentiated into notes one by one in the brain of the call, forming a temperament that is unique to the comet.

Daddy, small, difficult to capture strange notes, was noticed by the party.

The sound, faintly like the ants at the foot of the active crowd, was always destroyed, but still struggled and fortunately smashed out.

The beat of the strong and weak combination, like the time slice measured by the most accurate ruler in the world, loops over and over again without exhaustion, like a call, but also a request.

What is it?

At the time of the call, the curls ran to the side of the bed.

Open your eyes and call to look at the curls.

The curls whispered, and the seemingly innocent dog eyes stared at Fang Zhao, and the tail was not moved.

This kind of performance is a request. When I was at home, it meant to play games. But now, Fang Zhao does not think that curling in the middle of the night told him that he wants to play games. In the middle of the night, I have to play games, owe it?

"You heard it too? That voice." Fang Zhao asked. I don't know why, he just has a feeling, and the curl is sure to be the same voice.

"Wang!" The curled tail smashed, turned around in a circle, and then ran a few steps toward the door, looking back at Fang Zhao.

Fang Zhao still sat on the edge of the bed and did not move.

He is thinking.

He didn't know what the 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 the base could not capture it, he heard it...

For him, it is a curse and a blessing. At that time, Baijixing seemed to be beautiful, but Fang Zhao knew that he was stared by many people. How many researchers wanted to study his ears. I believe that there are still people who have discussed the issue of belonging to the body after the natural or accidental death.

This time, Fang Zhao can completely treat nothing as it happened. According to the arrangement of the program group and the base, he recorded the program and then went back to continue his life.

The curls saw the party not moving, and ran back to lift the dog's claws and pull the trouser legs that were called under the two.

Looking at the curls, Fang Zhao suddenly smiled.

Get up and wear it, pick up the curls and pat it on the dog's head: "Hidden."

......

Song Ping is looking at Genesis. It is not too early to look at the time. After reading this episode, go to sleep.

Just did not wait for a episode to finish, Song Ping received a call from Fang Zhao.

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

Without paying attention to the drama, Song Ping rushed to ask. The expectation of rising in my heart is also quite tense.

On the other side, Commander Flemington handled the affairs of today, because he was in a good mood, and he had to rest early, sleep well, and wake up by a phone call.

It’s rare to sleep well today, and I was suddenly woken up. Flemington’s face was overcast, but I also knew that when I called this time, I was in a hurry, and I was so angry that I quickly switched on.

"What???!"

Flemington was shocked to turn down from the bed, and the "squeaky" sounded to stop the cloud with a little dialect.

At that time, Song Ping hurriedly said: "Fang Zhao said that he heard some voices, but the kind of voice he said asked the relevant professionals, saying that it is uncertain, it is likely that it has nothing to do with our base, and the instrument has not captured it. ”

"That's right!!" What else can the instrument expect to capture? ! Flemington was so excited.

When Baijixing was limited by the instrument, it could not detect the ore, but it was heard by the party!

Flemington had a heavy breath when he thought of the rise of Baijixing.

Hahahaha did not expect that I can have it today! Keep the cloud open to see the moon!

Not to mention anything, Flemington ran out of the bedroom at the fastest speed in his life.

Fang Zhao was led by Song Ping to Flemington's office. After a while, the comet leader strode over.

"Ha ha ha! Fang Zhao, long heard the name! I finally saw it today!"

Flemington was full of enthusiasm, and his hands were slightly gripping the hand that the hand was holding out. The light in his eyes was like seeing a relative.

Standing next to Song Ping’s heart: Commander restrains you! Don't scare people away!

Flemington, regardless of what others thought, eagerly asked Fang Zhao: "You said that you heard the sound that our base instruments could not capture? Is it ore?"

"No." Fang recalled.

Flemington... The mood is falling off the cliff.

Song Ping coughed softly. "Fang Zhao said that it is like a sound from an electronic device."

"Electronic devices?" Flemington calmed down. "Isn't it the sound of our outposts or the detection equipment in other places?"

"Should not be." Song Ping explained, "We have fewer whistle here, and the equipment used is close to the base. I have given it to the party. He said no."

Song Ping is not an impulsive person and will not report directly to Flemington before confirmation.

"If it weren't for the equipment used by our bases and posts..." Flemington suppressed the disappointment in his heart and he was serious. His first thought was: spies!

Like guessing what Song Ping and Flemington thought, Fang Zhao said: "It should not be a spy, no aggressiveness."

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

"Feeling." Fang recalled.

Flemington is silent.

The curls lingered at the feet of the party, looked up at Flemington, and looked at Fang Zhao. The pure little eyes seemed to be completely ignorant of what a few people were saying.

Flemington pondered for a moment, "No matter whether the voice is aggressive or not, it must be clarified!"

Looking at the weather information, Flemington asked Fang Zhao, "Can you hear from which direction the voice came from?"

"Can." Fang Zhao pointed to a direction.

“How far?” Flemington asked again.

"Not sure, but not at the base."

"The voice is still ringing? Can you hear it last night?" Flemington asked again.

"I didn't hear it last night. It is still ringing now." Fang Zhao returned truthfully.

The party called did not hear it last night, and the curl did not show an abnormality. The voice did not sound last night. Of course, it is also possible that the voice is farther away and they did not hear it.

"Fang Zhao, you are doing a favor tonight. I sent someone to go out with you to find the source of the sound. The storm outside began to weaken. In the direction you pointed out, there were no other irresistible storms within twelve hours."

"Yes. However, the program group will start shooting tomorrow." Fang Zhaodao.

"Don't worry, I will fix it."

Flemington arranged for it, thought about it, or went out with the party. He can't sit still at the base. Whether it is a good thing or a bad thing, he always has to figure it out.

The base was very efficient, and Flemington quickly mobilized the manpower and vehicles, the aircraft, and left the base with a party call. One team went in the direction of the direction.

In the base.

Barbara is applying nails, and today she went out for a while and the patterns on her nails were spent.

Shampoo, nail art, because of Barbara's high standards of high standards, took two or three hours, leaving the last point.

Barbara is still a little artistic, personally designed the pattern to make the maid painting, originally wanted to be diamond-studded, think of the lost diamond ring today, or change the plan, and think about how to retaliate against Salo tomorrow, such as... first pit him One hundred million?

Just thinking, a bodyguard who followed the comet rushed over and whispered a few words to Barbara.

Barbara’s fingers trembled and the pattern on the nails was almost destroyed. The maid twitched and hung her head and did not dare to scream.

However, Barbara did not care about her nails this time, but just asked the bodyguard: "Is the news true?"

"It's true! Flemington has now left the base with a party call."

"Come up!"

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

Barbara raised his chin: "No, go straight, I will bring people to the past!"

"It's too dangerous! Will Flemington be on the outside?" A bodyguard worried.

"They don't dare!" Barbara did not want to continue to explain, arranged to rent a car with the base, and called a bodyguard, "a letter to Salo, let him know, what to call Something, Flemington is now taking him out to look for it."

"Where are the other people? Do you want to disclose it?" asked the bodyguard.

"No, Salo knows, the other two will know." Barbara said with certainty.

Sarona.

The brain of Salo, who is eager to write a book, is full of questions about how to complain to Grandpa and complain. After the draft is finished, an email is sent to set up the Internet and automatically sent.

The agent also didn't sleep, he thought about how to face Barbara's anger tomorrow.

An accompanying bodyguard hurried in, telling Saro that he had just received the news.

“Really?!” Salo looked surprised. I just wrote a letter and wrote it, and I haven’t had time to change it with Reina’s spoiled stupid tone.

"The news is true."

"it is good!!"

Salo first throws aside the "how to practise more effectively" and immediately calls Wu Tianhao to conspiring to do things.

It’s not a good brother to talk 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 the troubles of finding someone to share in the weekdays, even if it’s final, it’s not just I suffer alone.

"Does he discover the mine again?!" This is the first thought of Salo.

"It shouldn't be. This planet doesn't look like it has energy ore. There are not many, the level is not high, and there is no mining value." Wu Tianhao said.

"Is it difficult to have an alien?" Salo guessed again.

"...Exactly, for the indigenous creatures, we are aliens." Wu Tianhao retorted.

"That must be something else! Fang Zhao, this kid, I know, although I am not handsome, but the ear is more than a dog! I can't help but hear something that can't be missed!" Luo Sheng is afraid of Wu Tianhao.

Wu Tianhao is not embarrassed, he is analyzing the pros and cons, and the brain circuit and Salo partially overlap, after plotting, they found that only the pressure of the two of them is still too big, so the insomnia is preparing to go to the sports room to play the game of Mistis .

When Mittis heard what the two men said, he stunned and handed the racket to a bodyguard and quietly gestured him. The bodyguard left the racket for a while, and whispered to Metis when he came back.

Subsequently, Mistis joined the conspiracy activities of Salo and Wu Tianhao.

"Not as good as we first secretly..."

Only then did the three get to know that Barbara had just taken the crowd out of the base.

Three people: "..."

Also stealing steals? Let's take the people off!

The three did not delay, like Barbara, rented a car and an aircraft with the base, and took people out.

The rest of the program group is on the rest area.

The director stared intently at the script, and he just discussed it with the scriptwriter. He added several highlights that he thought were extremely topical, making the program script more perfect.

Full score!

God's pen!

The plot is amazing, ups and downs, and exciting!

Such a script plus five high-level guest configurations, He Wei program can not turn around!

Called the other members of the program group who were equally anxious to sleep, the director won the prize: "This time we will be able to fly!"

The other group members also have a dream, and the promotion and salary increase are in sight!

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

The director with a confident smile has not finished, and he received a notice from the Star Base Army - the program was postponed and used by the guests.

director:"……"

pissed off!

Fang Zhao was borrowed by the army, and the director did not know the reason. However, he thought that he should first appease other guests. Maybe they have grievances?

The director called Salo's agent, and when he opened his mouth, he heard the whistling of the communicator and the movement of the team on the sand.

There is also the scream of "Shu--" that Salo and Wu Tianhao are excited about.

director:"……"

Don't say anything, your heart is tired.