"At 9:00 ET on February 1, 22:00 ET, Beijing time, the USS Columbia aircraft lost contact with the control center when it was about to return to the ground, and then disintegrated and crashed over northeastern Texas. All seven astronauts on board were killed..."

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, bad news came from the United States that the Columbia Airlines plane exploded.

In China, the one who feels most heartbreaking about this is undoubtedly Li Taotao, a junior high school in Beijing. Two years ago, she was still in the fifth grade of elementary school. The plan she designed "Silks Sprinkle Silk in Space to Make Cocoons" stood out among more than 900 plans for primary and secondary schools across the country and was selected by the Columbia space shuttle for a carrying experiment.

Now, a few poor silkworm babies have died with seven American astronauts.

It is particularly coincidental that 13 years later, the "Space Silkworm Raising" plan designed by students from Gangcheng Middle School also stood out among many plans for primary and secondary school students across the country, riding China's "Tiangong-2" to spin silk and cocoons in space. This is like a cycle of reincarnation, with beginning and end, and Chinese silkworms are destined to go to heaven and land.

Editors of Sohu, Sina and NetEase, don’t think of resting this Spring Festival, and have all made special reports on Columbia.

In addition to some people who are dying, more people show gloating. Even some rational netizens admit that the seven dead astronauts are heroes, they also mock the United States for their own fault.

The netizens’ performance is that on the one hand, the United States has done too many mischiefs against China in recent years, and on the other hand, it is also because the "Iraq crisis" is at a critical moment. Some netizens even exposed "insider information" that one of the important tasks of the Colombia launching this time is to collect Iraqi military intelligence. Because the United States’ orbital satellite adjustment amplitude and frequency are limited, it takes longer to investigate the entire Iraqi territory, and the picture quality is far from comparable to the space shuttle operating in low-orbit.

Many Chinese netizens choose to believe this statement.

On the fifth day of the space shuttle explosion, when searchers discovered the wreckage of the space shuttle, the United States made a speech on the Iraq issue at the United Nations. Ten days later, anti-war demonstrations broke out in more than 600 cities around the world, with nearly 10 million people participating, strongly opposing the US aggression against Iraq.

On the second day of the global anti-war parade, Guo Bing's wedding was held as scheduled, causing a sensation in the entire Rongping city.

If the only son of the vice president of Xianjiu Group marrys his wife, then he will have to do a big show. Guo Bing’s father has no idea what low-key means. Not only does he set up a sauna in his hometown in the countryside, even beggars can sit on the table and eat casually, he also invited Mr. Liu, the leader of the top ten comedians in Bashu, as the wedding emcee. Well, Mr. Liu is the classic version of Commander Haer.

One is held in my hometown in the countryside, one is held in the Xianjiu Factory area, another is held in the city hotel, and three banquets are held at the same time.

The luxury cars in the wedding party were crowded with people all over the city to watch. Because the scene was so shocking, there were as many as 66 wedding cars, most of which were borrowed or rented.

"So spectacular!" Lin Zhuoyun couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "Why do I make up for you with a big scene?"

Lin Zhuoyun immediately shook her head: "Forget it, it's too troublesome. The welcome and send off can make people tired. And it's too ostentatious. Isn't Guo Bing's family afraid of bad influence from public opinion?"

Song Weiyang said: "I know Uncle Guo. I am usually very low-key and I don't have any opinions. But even the eight cows were unable to come back when he made up his mind. When my father wanted to run a winery, my mother was still thinking about it. Uncle Guo was the first to come forward to respond, and even sold two big fat pigs without telling it."

Speaking of this, Song Weiyang suddenly laughed: "At that time, Uncle Guo's family was eating raw wine at the stutterer of the village. Grandpa Liu invited all the villagers to the 80th birthday. Uncle Guo only took a few sips and lied that he had a stomachache and asked the butcher in the town to take away his fat pig. When my cousin (Guo Bing's grandfather) went home, he thought his family had been thieves, so he ran to the commune police station to call the police. Later, the matter was cleared, and his cousin beat Uncle Guo to death with a shoulder pole. Uncle Guo refused to spit out the money, just saying that he had lost all the money. This was the first shareholder investment of Xianjiu Group."

"I can only say that Uncle Guo is very insightful." Lin Zhuoyun said.

Song Weiyang said: "Uncle Guo is very energetic. When the college entrance examination was just resumed, my father got a batch of review materials, and went to the college entrance examination together with several ambitious young people in the village. As a result, none of them passed the exam. Everyone could only come back to farm in a disheartened manner. Only Uncle Guo chose to continue studying and take the junior college entrance examination. Of course, his foundation was too poor, and he didn't even get the junior college entrance examination in the end. After the veterans of Xianjiu Group were imprisoned, only my father and Uncle Guo insisted on studying in prison. My father finished the "Twenty-Four Histories", and Uncle Guo actually obtained a correspondence degree from Xikang University in prison."

"Can prisoners in custody also take correspondence courses?" Lin Zhuoyun was a little surprised.

Song Weiyang said: "Of course. In 1985, a farmer named Zeng Yinglong in the province put yellow silk in the belly of the giant salamander. The yellow silk said, "Fake dragon sinks, real dragon rises; south of the river, descends to Taiping". Then he compiled these four sentences into children's rhymes, taught the children in the village to sing, and took out the yellow silk from the belly of the giant salamander in front of the whole village. He followed the fate of heaven and ascended the throne and became emperor, and the country was called "Dayou" and the "Taiping Year" of Jianyuan..."

"Hahahaha," Lin Zhuoyun had already bent over before Song Weiyang finished speaking, "Is this a modern version of 'Da Chuxing, King Chen Sheng'?"

Song Weiyang said: "You listen carefully to me. The peasant emperor quickly enfeoffed hundreds of officials and issued an edict. The content of the edict was that "there are land and everyone grows, and the children are born at will." He actually gathered hundreds of people, and then led the "Imperial Guard" to attack the county town, occupied the county hospital, set the county hospital into the palace, and included more than 40 doctors and nurses in the harem. So they were destroyed by the police that day."

Lin Zhuoyun asked: "What's the matter?"

"This emperor sighed: Alas, the pain of the destruction of the country is unforgettable," Song Weiyang smiled. "After being imprisoned, Zeng Yinglong was appointed as an official to his prisoners and called the warden and political commissar the minister. The warden and political commissar at first persuaded and educated him, but in the end they gave up and regarded this guy as a psychopath. Zeng Yinglong reflected on the lessons of the destruction of the country in prison. He said: 'If the country is poor, the country will not be established, and the country will be rich and the army will be strong. If you want to get rich, you must learn science and technology and culture knowledge. I used to study ancient books and ignored the changes in the times outside my hometown. After being imprisoned, I broadened my horizons within the high wall.' Therefore, the emperor applied for a correspondence university in prison."

"Puff!" Lin Zhuoyun laughed and said for a long time. It turned out that the buttons were here.

Song Weiyang couldn't help laughing: "In order to study for correspondence courses, Zeng Yinglong actually issued an edict to the warden and political commissar, and he wanted to collect several hundred yuan in tuition."

Lin Zhuoyun smiled and said, "Have the tuition fee been charged?"

"I've been awarded," said Song Weiyang. "As long as this lunatic is not messing around and learns knowledge honestly, everyone is willing to raise a few hundred yuan for him. In the words of a prison guard at that time, it was: 'Zeng Yinglong was optimistic and obedient to the management. The prison guards and prisoners had a good impression of him and often called him His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His Majesty His

Lin Zhuoyun asked: "This person is out of jail now, right?"

Song Weiyang said: "Life imprisonment. Although he did not kill anyone, the Grand Marshal he appointed killed two nurses when he refused to arrest him."

Before he knew it, the car had arrived at the hotel, and Song Weiyang delivered a big red envelope in the lobby.

Just as he was waiting for the elevator, Chen Tao suddenly came over and smiled at Lin Zhuoyun as if nothing had happened: "Miss Lin, long time no see!"

"Yes, long time no see," Lin Zhuoyun shook hands on his own initiative, "Happy Lantern Festival."

Chen Tao said: "This greeting is a bit late. The Lantern Festival was over yesterday."

Lin Zhuoyun said: "The belated greetings are also greetings."

"Yes," Chen Tao smiled, "Then I wish Miss Lin a happy Lantern Festival too."

Song Weiyang remained silent, looking at the nose and the heart, staring at the changes in the elevator floor. The digital display light seemed particularly beautiful.

"Oh, Boss Song!" A local official who came to wait for the elevator suddenly greeted Song Weiyang excitedly.

When Song Weiyang heard the fairy voice, he shook hands enthusiastically and said, "Hello, hello, may I ask about your surname?"

The official was a little flattered: "I was dismissed from the surname Li, Li Dongyang. I used to work in the Light Industry Bureau. After the Light Industry Bureau was abolished, I stayed in the office of the Municipal Working Committee. Now I am the deputy director of the Working Committee. Mr. Guo and I have known each other for more than 10 years. I will definitely come to get married. By the way, I know your father, Boss Song, and I, too, know him, but I don't know whether he still remembers me."

"I must remember," Song Weiyang talked very much, and even took the initiative to find topics. "I haven't returned to my hometown for a long time, and Rong Ping has changed a lot."

Deputy Director Li smiled and said, "That's thanks to Xifeng and Xianjiu Group, our Rongping City's GDP has reached a new level every year, and the people have become prosperous together and their lives are getting better and better day by day."

As soon as the elevator door was opened, before Song Weiyang stepped in, someone shouted again: "Hey, Song Weiyang! It's you!"

Song Weiyang looked back and saw that it was several high school classmates.

Lin Zhuoyun and Chen Tao no longer competed and walked into the elevator quietly. Song Weiyang became the center focus, everyone was talking around him, and the elevator was full of these people chatting.

When he went upstairs to the wedding scene, Song Weiyang was even more busy. Those who knew him or those who didn't know him took the initiative to come over and talk, which made him overwhelmed.

Not long after, Song Weiyang suddenly saw "Fan Haer", and immediately said goodbye to these people on an excuse, ran to shake hands and said, "Hello, Teacher Liu, I am your loyal fan!"

"Are you Boss Song? Hello, hello!" Teacher Liu shook hands quickly.

Song Weiyang had a hot chat with the Bashu comedian, which made it difficult for others to disturb him. The two kept talking nonsense until the bride and groom entered the venue before stopping.

During the entire wedding banquet, the bride and groom's limelight was stolen by Song Weiyang, and many people came to toast. Even though Song Weiyang was drinking Bings (Xifeng version of Sprite), his stomach was so swelling that he felt very uncomfortable. After clinking glasses with several leaders, he left Chen Tao and Lin Zhuoyun and ran away.

Doudou was still having dinner at the wedding banquet, and no one took Song Weiyang to play "Legend". He simply opened the website to browse the news, and then entered his blog.

Sogou blogs have been particularly popular this year, and websites such as Sina, Sohu and NetEase have launched blog products one after another. But the first-mover advantage is that Sogou blogs have a far ahead of their visits, and even some celebrities have taken the initiative to settle in.

Song Weiyang occasionally writes a few articles to pass the time, and wrote one on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, complaining that he was maliciously pk-killed several times in "Legend". Now when I open it, I see that the reply below is full of gloating, and the reply on the last page is about netizens asking him to analyze why the United States wants to attack Iraq.
Chapter completed!