Chapter 236 New Year’s Eve

As the government's supervision of consciousness networks becomes increasingly strict, more and more members of consciousness networks have begun to apply to join the space station, and the space station staff have begun to continuously connect their families to the space station. But at the same time, there are also space station members who want to leave here and return to the world they are familiar with.

On February 15th, Valentine's Day just passed, on the 30th day of the 12th lunar month (virtual year, don't pursue it), the first batch of people who took the initiative to withdraw from the consciousness network appeared in the space station. A large part of them are ordinary space station workers. Feng Jingting recruited through a domestic labor company during the expansion of the space station more than two months ago and has been engaged in the assembly of the space station. They hope to go home and reunite on this most important festival for Chinese people.

At the same time, they also tactfully proposed that after the holiday, they might not come. Because the current government strictly manages, the communicator on them will definitely be confiscated as soon as they get home. And after all, it is their real home. Although the space station is not bad and the treatment is good, for them, it is just a place to "work".

At around 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the alarm clock of the mobile phone rang on time. Lin Quan was reminded by the music that automatically rang in his headphones. He opened his eyes, but found that Wu Tongzheng, who was in the same office, was staring blankly at the wall. Lin Quan knew that he had just had a fight with his family and was not in a good mood recently.

Lin Quan called him and said, "Let's go have dinner together. Today is New Year's Eve. I heard that the cafeteria has specially prepared the New Year's Eve dinner..."

Wu Tong was stunned for a moment with a sluggish reaction before nodding and answering: "Okay."

At the second floor, we went to the stairs on the first floor, and the two happened to meet Hua Tingting, Yifan, Wang Youxiang and Nangong Yun who had just returned from the library.

As a student at Ningzhou University, Wu Tong also knew Nangong Yun. He even said hello after seeing him, but the other party obviously did not know him, and just smiled politely to him.

Hua Tingting and Lin Quan were already very familiar with each other. As she walked, she asked him, "Where is Liu Yan? Why didn't she see her? I saw her at noon."

"She said she wanted to go home for the New Year."

"Then why don't you go to her house for the New Year?" Hua Tingting teased Lin Quan.

Lin Quan smiled and fought back: "Then why don't you let Yifan go to your house to celebrate the New Year?"

Hua Tingting smiled proudly: "Of course the king must be in his own kingdom!"

Wu Tong, who had been walking at the end, heard Hua Tingting's words and unconsciously raised his head, but noticed that Nangong Yun seemed to have slowed down a little deliberately.

When passing by her, Wu Tong subconsciously looked at her again, but saw the lingering dimness in her eyes.

It's like a dusty mirror.

When he was at Ningzhou University, Wu Tong heard about some "scandals" about Ivan and Nangong Yun, but he just listened to it and was just a joke. No one took it seriously - Ivan's nerd personality was the most reassuring thing for his male compatriots.

However, from the current situation, it seems not that simple.

The New Year’s Eve dinner was spontaneously organized by a group of Chinese employees. Many ingredients were brought from the New Year’s goods prepared at home. They were very Chinese-style, ***, boiled eggs + meat balls, braised fish, salted chicken...

These familiar foods and the special atmosphere on New Year's Eve almost made everyone forget the fact that they were in a foreign land at this moment.

Most of the people were already here, and the dining room tables were pieced together into long striped tables, which looked a bit like the magic school dining in Harry Potter.

If there are floating candles above your head, it might be even more like this.

When Ivan stepped into the cafeteria, the busy cafeteria staff, or the crowd waiting for dinner, suddenly all gave up the actions they were actually doing, or talked, and stood up spontaneously.

Wu Tong, who was walking behind, felt the suggestion from Li Litian from the consciousness network: "Salute to the king!"

This suggestion resonated with everyone quickly. Everyone present spontaneously raised their hand with the communicator, and with the neat movement of "swish", the whole room was shining with blue light.

This action lasted for about 2 seconds and was put away neatly. In an instant, the crowd returned to noisy again.

If it weren't for the solemn and serious feeling of the salute just now, Wu Tong would almost feel that this was a collective prank.

However, as Lin Quan said, rituals are rituals. Although some rituals seem ridiculous on the surface, once people inject real emotions into them, plus a certain number of people, to form this uniform sense of collectiveness, it can indeed create a great impact on the senses.

I remember that in the previous stage, in front of the White House, the demonstrators on the consciousness network were best at using the method that they could use through the consciousness network without anyone being guided, and at the same time clapped their hands or stomped their feet. It is said that the resonance generated by thousands of people made everyone present feel like an earthquake.

Before the official start of the meeting, Li Litian also delivered a speech to everyone on behalf of the Management Committee of the Consciousness Network. The general idea was to thank all members of the Consciousness Network and the Space Station for their achievements in the past period of time, and hope in the future...

Then Ivan raised his wine glass and took the first sip symbolically, indicating that the banquet officially began.

During the meal, as usual in the cafeteria, everyone spontaneously divided into small groups, talking and laughing at each other, making them very lively.

Near Yifan’s area, Cao Jinxue from the laboratory also showed the latest achievements of their laboratory on the dining table - all the boiled eggs have no egg yolks!

Zhang Sheng, who came with him, joked: "Actually, you can eat without saying anything..."

When Zhang Sheng said this, everyone would laugh out loud. Of course, except for Ivan, his laughter has always been particularly high.

In fact, he has tried this way of eating without mouth for many years.

When the banquet was about ten minutes long, everyone spontaneously stood up again, raised the wine glasses in their hands, and collided with each other. A sentence with the same meaning collided back and forth between the consciousnesses of the banquet members, and finally formed a unified voice: "For the consciousness network, for the magic, and for Ivan, cheers!"

"Cheers!..." During this process, no one made any other sounds at the scene, only the crisp sound of wine glasses colliding.

Lawrence, who was sitting next to Linquan, drank the red wine in his hand and complained: "To be honest, for the sake of magic, I have done countless cups of coffee..."

After the New Year’s Eve dinner, according to the Chinese custom of celebrating the Spring Festival, firecrackers are set off on New Year’s Eve.

However, this is obviously not allowed in the space station. Not to mention firecrackers, even lighters used for smoking cannot be carried with you. They are only provided in a special smoking room.

It can be said that once a fire occurs in such a rapidly rotating space station, the flame will turn it into a "hot wheel" in the shortest time, and the fire is the most strictly monitored object in the space station.

However, for space stations with consciousness networks, this problem is actually not difficult to solve.

Space stations need fire protection, but in the virtual world, fireworks and firecrackers are as good as they want to put them, and they will be like whatever they want to put them.

It is not difficult to temporarily create such a scene. You just need to imagine a quiet grassland and a night sky, and then let a large number of patterns and sounds explode in your imagination.

As a temporary scene, everyone can bloom the ideal fireworks pattern in the air according to their imagination.

Of course, the imagination is not just fireworks. Some people imagine that a meteor shower crosses the night sky, while others imagine that a comet is hitting towards the crowd...

The fireworks conference originally prepared quickly became a feast of personal imagination because it did not have too many rules and constraints like other game scenes.

Hua Tingting unceremoniously imagined herself with a pair of wings, turning into an angel, and soaring in the sky.

Other female employees and female families in the space station also followed suit. Soon, the originally blooming night sky became a world of birds.

Wu Tong stared at the crowd laughing in the air. For some reason, he unconsciously remembered the smelly dormitory he stayed in at university and the small room he owned at home.

Maybe he can never go back to that kind of life again, Wu Tong couldn't help thinking in his heart.

Subconsciously, he turned his head to look at Nangong Yun. Wu Tong couldn't tell why. Today he always went to see her unconsciously, maybe because she was really beautiful, maybe because she looked like herself today and was in a bad mood.

Nangong Yun was leaving the crowd a little far away and talking to someone. The man was lying on the grass, staring at the sky, turning his face to say something to Nangong Yun from time to time. Nangong Yun smiled and lowered his head from time to time, smiling brightly. Wu Tong noticed that the loneliness before eating could no longer be seen on her face, and her eyes seemed like colorful pearls, emitting indescribable light.

Curiosity prompted Wu Tong to pretend to be careless and stood up. He passed by a little far away, and just took a peek at him from a distance. He was very sure that the one lying on the ground was Ivan.

Ivan smiled brightly. To be honest, Wu Tong and Ivan have known each other for so long, and have never seen him smile so obviously. This guy always looks serious and serious. Now he knows that in front of the beauty, all men's expressions are the same.

Wu Tong looked up at Hua Tingting, who was flapping her wings and flying around, and could only shake her head.

Just as he was about to return to his position just now and throw this detail out of his mind, he suddenly saw "another Ivan" in the distance, with Lawrence and Wang Ming, and others, placing something seriously on his face. Various complex collection graphics continued to appear in the air in front of them. Wu Tong knew that those magic circles should be imagined.

He suddenly turned around and saw that Ivan beside Nangong Yun was still lying there. He even turned sideways, reached out his hand, pointed to the sky and Nangong Yun at the fireworks pattern blooming in the sky, and Nangong Yun had a look of fascination and happiness on his face.

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