The Science Fiction World of Xueba

The latest website: Although the National Science and Technology Awards Conference will be held on January 5, Pang Xuelin arrived in Beijing ahead of schedule on December 31.

The reason is naturally to get together with Yao Bingxia for a few more days.

The last day of 2020.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, Pang Xuelin was wearing a mask, followed the flow of people, came out of the domestic passenger exit of the airport, and saw Yao Bingxia bouncing around and waving at him.

Yao Bingxia wears a pompom cap, a short black down jacket with white trim, a pair of high-waisted wide-leg shorts, flesh-colored leggings wrapping a pair of slender thighs, and a pair of creamy white mid-heel short leather boots , fashion and cute.

"Brother Lin, here, here..."

Pedestrians passing by paid attention and looked at Pang Xuelin, to see which bastard would be cheaper for such a tall, sweet and beautiful girl.

Pushing the suitcase, Pang Xuelin stepped forward quickly, with arms outstretched, holding Yao Bingxia in his arms, smelling the fragrance of the girl's hair, taking a deep breath, and then said with a smile: "How long have you been waiting?"

Yao Bingxia was tickled by Pang Xuelin, and said charmingly: "I arrived at five o'clock, and it didn't take long. Let's go, I drove my dad's car here, my dad and my mom are making dumplings for you at home!"

Yao Bingxia's father is the captain of Air China, and her mother also works for Air China. Because of work, the couple are rarely at home.

When Pang Xuelin came to Beijing in June, he went to their home and met them.

This time they heard that Pang Xuelin was coming to Beijing during the New Year's Day, so they asked for leave to go home and prepared to entertain Pang Xuelin.

For this future son-in-law, the two are naturally extremely satisfied.

At this age, he is already famous all over the world, and he has the title of academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences on his head.

He is handsome, talented, rich, and famous, and even has a lot of hidden political rights. He is simply better than many male gods who appear in YY on female videos.

On the Internet, many netizens joked that Pang Xuelin is the real national husband.

Pang Xuelin pushed the suitcase and followed Yao Bingxia to the parking lot. Yao Bingxia's father's car turned out to be a Volvo S60.

Yao Bingxia threw the car keys into Pang Xuelin's hand,

He took the co-pilot's seat by himself.

"Xiao Xia, you just got your driver's license, you need to practice more!"

Pang Xuelin said while putting his luggage into the trunk.

"With you here, I don't want to drive."

Pang Xuelin shook his head with a smile, set the navigation to Yao Bingxia's house on his mobile phone, and started the car directly.

Yao Bingxia's home is located in the North Fourth Ring Road. Because the New Year's Day holiday is approaching, there are many people leaving the city and few people entering the city. From the Capital Airport to Yao Bingxia's home, Pang Xuelin rarely encountered traffic jams. It took less than an hour to park his car. Drive into the underground parking lot of the community.

Afterwards, the two went straight to the elevator and went upstairs. As soon as they entered the house, Yao Bingxia's mother, Wang Bingyun, came out of the kitchen and said with a smile, "Xiao Lin, here you come. Come in and take a seat. Take a rest first, the dumplings will be ready soon."

Pang Xuelin smiled and said, "Hello, Auntie!"

Then, he put down the suitcase and took out some presents for Yao's father and mother.

These gifts were all prepared by my mother Mei Yuqing.

At this time, Yao Guangyu, wearing an apron and holding a long spoon, also came out of the kitchen when he heard the sound.

"Xiao Lin is here! Go wash your hands, you can eat right away."

Obviously Yao Guangyu is in charge today.

Pang Xuelin smiled and said, "Uncle Yao, I've always heard from Xiaoxia that your dishes are very delicious. Today I want to try your cooking."

Yao Guangyu's craftsmanship is really good. Today's staple food is dumplings stuffed with pork and shrimp. In addition, there are four dishes and one soup, radish and mutton soup, steamed okra, braised pork ribs, stir-fried lotus root slices, and a braised prawn in oil.

After dinner, the family sat in the living room chatting while watching the New Year's Eve party.

At 9:30 in the evening, Wang Bingyun yawned and said, "Xiao Lin, you and Uncle Yao are going to sail early tomorrow morning. Let's go to bed first, and you and Xiao Xia should also go to bed early."

Saying that, Wang Bingyun winked at Yao Guangyu, and the two went straight back to the room.

Pang Xuelin was stunned, looked at Yao Bingxia and asked, "Where should I sleep at night?"

When he went home with Yao Bingxia last time, he could only sleep in the guest room by himself, pitifully.

Yao Bingxia blushed pretty, and said: "I'm going back to my room to sleep too, sleep where you like!"

Saying that, the girl got up directly and returned to the room.

Pang Xuelin blinked, and quickly followed Yao Bingxia into her room. Soon, the sound of girls playing and two people fighting came from the room.

...

For the next two days, Pang Xuelin and Yao Bingxia nestled at home, living a two-person world comfortably, and they almost couldn't think of leaving.

Pang Xuelin originally thought that he would go to the Capital Hotel to report on January 4th.

Unexpectedly, on the afternoon of January 3rd, a phone call from Lu Wenlin directly interrupted Pang Xuelin's leisurely life.

"Academician Pang, I heard that you are in the capital now. Is it convenient for you today?"

Pang Xuelin was slightly taken aback, and asked in doubt: "Minister Lu, it's convenient, what's the matter?"

Lu Wenlin said: "Tell me the address, I will send someone to pick you up later, the chief wants to see you!"

Pang Xuelin quickly told the address of Yao Bingxia's home, and Yao Bingxia who was beside him asked curiously, "Brother Xiao Lin, what's wrong?"

Pang Xuelin said: "The chief wants to see me."

"Chief?!"

Half an hour later, a Hongqi H7 with the beginning of Beijing AG came to the downstairs of Yao Bingxia's community.

Pang Xuelin bid farewell to Yao Bingxia and got into the car directly.

Contrary to Pang Xuelin's expectations, the car didn't drive towards the city, but went west, and entered a secluded courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing.

...

It was not until the next morning that Pang Xuelin came out of the yard.

Lu Wenlin had been waiting outside the courtyard for a long time.

"Academician Pang, how are you talking with the chief?"

Pang Xuelin smiled lightly: "It's okay, Bu Lu, if it's convenient, take me to the Capital Hotel right now."

"OK!"

Pang Xuelin originally thought that the main reason for the chief to meet him was to inquire about the lithium-air battery.

But unexpectedly, after the meeting yesterday afternoon, the chief did not talk to him about lithium-air batteries, but asked him his overall views on China's industrial policy and technology development strategy.

This point is really asking the right person.

In the world of Wandering Earth, Pang Xuelin has served as the leader of the scientific committee for a long time. In the world of rural teachers and the world of dark forests, he has also carried out long-term strategic layout in the field of technology.

It can be said that Pang Xuelin is a real expert in scientific strategic decision-making and technological development direction.

Therefore, this chat lasted from afternoon to night.

The chief originally planned to invite Pang Xuelin to have a meal together, and then ended the meeting.

But Pang Xuelin talked too much dry stuff, and many things surpassed the cognition of this era. The chief was also happy to see Liexin, and had a candle-lit night talk with Pang Xuelin.

It wasn't until late at night that the two of them ended the conversation.

This morning, Pang Xuelin had breakfast with the chief again. Before leaving, the chief mentioned the lithium-air battery and asked him how sure he was.

Pang Xuelin replied that nine out of ten.

The chief smiled lightly and let him leave first.

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