Superstars of Tomorrow

As it was the first time he accepted such an invitation, Nan Feng was at a loss. When Fang Zhao was left there by Mr. Mo Lang to make up lessons, he, Zuo Yu, and Yan Biao went to the venue to check out the venue first, and asked more questions from those over there. Staff, there must be an understanding.

The students participating in the Stellar Cup Challenge lived in a hotel, and the venue was right next to the hotel. When Nanfeng and the others passed by, they could still see students wearing school uniforms from various continents walking around. There are also some reporters waiting in the lobby of the hotel. There are reporters from educational periodicals and entertainment reporters. Some of them can make interviews with students, while others wait there.

The person who received Nanfeng was a member of the Association for Science and Technology. Since Fang Zhao didn't need to stay in the hotel here, Nanfeng directly asked him to take them to see the venue. Nanfeng's focus was on how the organizers arranged and what requirements they had, while Zuo Yu and Yan Biao focused on inspecting the venue. As bodyguards, they had to be familiar with the venue when Fang Zhao came over to protect his safety.

It has to be said that the organizers of the Stellar Cup have taken good care of these gifted students.

When Zuo Yu and Yan Biao checked the venue, Nanfeng had already learned about the arrangements and procedures of the celebration meeting from the member of the Association for Science and Technology, and also made notes on the matters that need attention.

"Where is it?" Nanfeng pointed to the door at the end of the passage ahead. The door was half closed, and a voice came from there.

"There is a conference room over there. Today, students from several teams communicated together." The member of the Association for Science and Technology explained.

"Can I go over and have a look?" Nanfeng asked. He's curious about the underage elite.

"Uh... yes."

In the conference room, several leading teachers were chatting and laughing in the corner, because the Stellar Cup Challenge was over, and they looked very relaxed while talking and laughing. As for the students, three or five together, discuss their research directions.

"These brats...are also modifying spaceships and space battleships. It's a little bragging, but it's good to have such ambitions." The member of the Science and Technology Association who brought Nanfeng said with a smile, and listened for a while , I feel that some of the things these young students said are not realistic enough. No matter how much they say, the theory involves too much knowledge. He is not researching that aspect, so he will not express his views anymore.

As for Nan Feng, he was at a loss since he came in.

With this opportunity to get close to the pillars of the future scientific research circle, Nanfeng was originally in a happy mood, but after he came in, he found that he could not understand what these students were saying at all. He could understand a few words occasionally, but he couldn't understand them together.

Because they are already middle school students, many students are also very tall. Height is Nan Feng's pain point. After he came in, not only his IQ was suppressed, he couldn't even find an advantage in height, and he had no sense of existence at all, which made Nan Feng very depressed.

When two strangers came in, the students just glanced at them and didn't look any further. Some of them were in the middle of chatting, and didn't pay attention to the newcomers at all, completely ignoring them.

"Who are you?" Finally a student asked, his eyes swept across the work card of the member of the Science and Technology Association, and then looked at Nanfeng. Nanfeng didn't have any identity badges such as work badges on him.

"Hey, I'm...a staff member. I'll take a look at the celebration banquet first." Nan Feng didn't have the nerve to say that he was Fang Zhao's assistant. If he couldn't answer the questions asked by the students later, then Aren't you embarrassing your boss?

Hearing that Nanfeng was also a staff member, the curious students around him immediately lost interest.

Nanfeng met the student in front of him who hadn't participated in the small group discussion, so he asked, "Who did you vote for this time?"

"Fang Zhao." The student said, "I like Fang Zhao's music."

Nan Feng was overjoyed, and continued to ask: "Is there the legendary Divine Comedy for brushing the questions?" He remembered reading a report before, saying that some students liked to listen to Fang Zhao's music while brushing the questions.

"No, listening to it while doing experiments, it gives me a sense of mission!" the student replied.

"Huh? Listening to songs won't be talked about during the experiment?" Nan Feng was puzzled.

The student looked inexplicable: "Why is my own lab listening to music being mentioned?"

Nanfeng: "...Ha, my own laboratory."

Laughing awkwardly, in order not to expose his ignorance, when Nan Feng asked the second student, the other party also said that he liked listening to music while doing experiments, so he sighed: "Being in my own laboratory is freedom."

However, the other party looked at Nanfeng with a look of foolish eyes: "Of course it is the school's laboratory! We applied for the laboratory and funding. What makes you think that I, a poor student, can support such an expensive scientific research experiment?" ?”

"Then you said listening to music in the lab..."

"Wear headphones!"

Nanfeng: "...Oh." I feel like I have lost my mind today.

"Do you know Fang Zhao?" the student asked suddenly.

"It's not counting... I know... well." Nan Feng stammered back.

"That's a good understanding." The student nodded, "I have a question to ask, can Fang Zhao really hear infrasound waves lower than 20Hz and ultrasonic waves higher than 20kHz? Of course, this is not the point, I am more curious The most important thing is, when the frequency is above 4000Hz, can he accurately distinguish the two tones with a difference of 1Hz? And..."

Nanfeng: "..." Farewell!

As a qualified assistant, Nanfeng doesn't want to discuss his boss's precious ears with others! !

After leaving the venue, Nanfeng immediately sent a message to Fang Zhao: Boss! These brats are watching your ears! !

Nanfeng reported to Fang Zhao what he saw and felt at the venue today, as well as the dialogue with the students. He had to prepare Fang Zhao so that he wouldn't be questioned by those brats.

When Fang Zhao saw the news about Nanfeng, he smiled, put the matter aside, and continued writing his thesis. Mo Lang agreed with his stellar cup celebration, but he had to finish writing this paper before then.

The day before the celebration, Fang Zhao and other invited guests came to the venue of the celebration, and the organizer held a small meeting in advance.

At the venue, Fang Zhao saw the blond-haired Chu Bo. In addition to them, there are also world-renowned football stars, movie stars, hosts who host TV shows for middle school students, etc. They may not be in the same circle, but without exception, they are all very famous, and several of them are also from the Stellar Cup celebration party Familiar faces.

"There are too many bodyguards around Chu Bo." Yan Biao glanced around and said in a low voice, "There are still some outside the venue."

"The one next to Chu Bo, with a square face and short brown hair, I seem to have seen it before." Zuo Yu thought for a while, but couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Tombkeeper." Fang Zhao said.

"That's right! Boss, did we meet that guy when we went to the Jinzhou Martyrs Cemetery?" Zuo Yu remembered that when he was summoned to the various continents Martyrs Cemetery to pay homage in the past, he was beaten several times by the tomb guards there. People stopped to check their identity.

"Tombkeeper?" Nan Feng was surprised. He knew about the grave guards, only those with extremely keen senses would be transferred to the cemetery to guard the grave, and after the time limit expired, they would be transferred to some important posts, which is also one of the "secret weapons" in the army Special arms.

Even if he was transferred to be a bodyguard, the protection would be important because of his identity. He could transfer a tomb guard to be a bodyguard. Although it was because of Chu Bo's family background, Nanfeng believed the rumors that Chu Bo might really be hanged by some people. It's on the assassination list, otherwise the Chu family wouldn't have dispatched a tomb guard. What a precious resource! Salo, Wu Tianhao, Barbara, and Mitis didn't get this kind of treatment!

The discussion here is whether Chu Bo's mouth was full of hatred, so he had to transfer such a special person to protect his personal safety.

Over there, Chu Bo also communicated with the bodyguards around him.

"The security measures here are very good. The students of the Stellar Cup are all future elite researchers. Talents are precious, and the organizer also attaches great importance to their safety." Chu Bo paused as he spoke, and asked in a low voice. People, "Did you find a dangerous person? You have been tense since you came in."

"Found it." The former tomb guard and the current bodyguard replied.

Chu Bo's smile disappeared, and then his expression softened, but his nerves tensed up. It is not easy to get in through the heavy security checks outside the venue. Originally, he wanted to go and say hello to Fang Zhao, but now that the bodyguard said that, he lost his mood.

"Where is it?" Chu Bo's voice was a little stiff.

"Same row as us, seat 05 on the left."

Chu Bo pretended to glance casually, stared for a moment, then confirmed it again, as if in disbelief: "The one sitting in the same row as us at seat 05 on the left, Fang Zhao?"

To be honest, if it was said that it was the one next to Fang Zhao, Chu Bo would also believe it. The man had an evil spirit, although he tried his best to cover it up, but the other party was alert to the surrounding environment and showed a short-term micro-reaction when he saw the bodyguards around him. There are several such people among his bodyguards, and Chu Bo is very familiar with them.

It's just... Fang Zhao?

Seeing that Chu Bo didn't believe it, the former tomb guard continued: "I saw him in the cemetery before. At that time, he was not so famous. At that time, I felt that this person was very dangerous. I can't see it now, but it doesn't mean that he is not dangerous. It's just hidden. The deeper it gets, the more dangerous I think this kind of person is.”

As soon as he heard that it was Fang Zhao, Chu Bo relaxed, and said with a smile, "You are guilty of an occupational disease. I know someone like Fang Zhao. He is a genius. Didn't the Buxing base still treat him a while ago?" Show off your brilliant achievements, I can only admire them."

"He is the kind who has seen blood, and there must be a lot of blood on his hands!" The former grave guard said with certainty.

"If you put it this way, there are internal rumors that his military achievements during his service were actually obtained by killing many terrorists. It should be true!" Chu Bo was emotional, and his desire to make friends with Fang Zhao was even stronger. "I think he is a little None are dangerous!"

The former tomb guard was in a hurry, and he was ordered to keep Chu Bo away from dangerous people. In his opinion, Fang Zhao was the kind of knife that was hidden very deeply, and if he didn't move, he would see blood when he was out of the sheath. Although Fang Zhao has indeed made a lot of contributions, and many bigwigs in the military are also optimistic about Fang Zhao, but his first impression of Fang Zhao is too deep. At that time, the moment he met Fang Zhao in the Jinzhou Cemetery, he wished to stir up the whole area. The feeling of alarm is still clear now. To put it simply, his opponent Zhao has a psychological shadow, a big shadow.

However, no matter what the ex-tomb keeper tried to persuade him, Chu Bo thought that there was nothing to be afraid of a person who was so persistent in music and had such attainments!

See you tomorrow.