Chapter 206: Jianghu Night Rain Ten Years of Lights (39)

The netizens were just joking, but they didn't expect that after this episode, Shen Minghuan's shots in the variety show would become less and less, and he became the first "flying guest" in the history of "Extraordinary".

Director Zhao had already searched so hard that he didn't even let go of every shot of Shen Minghuan going out and entering the door. Even so, netizens still felt that it was too little, which shows how hurried Shen Minghuan actually was.

In the end, even Director Zhao felt sorry for him. Not only did he not arrange any tasks for him, but he also took the initiative to let him have more time to rest, so that he didn't have to rush back every time.

The detector sent into space a month ago detected a slight fluctuation. After speculation, this undetectable fluctuation signal was not naturally generated, but more like an energy change caused by a certain object moving at high speed.

If we imagine it from the most terrifying angle, perhaps the other party's goal is to attack the earth.

There is no way not to be cautious, as they still have confirmed foreign enemies. After confirming that the signal was unusual, they notified Shen Minghuan as soon as possible, and immediately took the analyzed data to find the movie emperor system.

"I don't understand. Who knows what you wrote, meow." The movie star system licked its cat paws and looked at its snow-white fur with satisfaction.

What a handsome little cat, it deserves to be called it.

The researchers were puzzled, "You don't understand?"

But they wrote it very clearly, and isn't the alien AI assigned by this country and found from nowhere very powerful? Obviously, they could get perfect answers to questions they asked it before?

The movie star system lay lazily on the fluffy blanket, and said confidently: "There is no such thing in my database."

"It means that it can only search, but can't think. After all, it is not smart." Shen Minghuan, who had just come out of the laboratory, leaned against the door and said slowly.

The system was furious. It stood up and angrily "meowed", "Who! Who scolded me! You lowly... Hey, it's the boss, boss, please sit down."

The system immediately became timid after seeing who was coming. It stretched out its claws flatteringly, trying to lick: "Boss, do you want to touch me? My fur is very good to touch."

Humans seem to like to touch it. Don't think it didn't notice that these researchers asked it questions seriously on the surface, but in fact, each of them secretly stretched out their claws to it!

The system cherishes this fur very much. It is worried about being rubbed bald. It usually doesn't let people touch it. It will only be so proactive to Shen Minghuan.

The researchers have become accustomed to the system's different treatment. Every time they see Shen Minghuan, they will stretch out their claws persistently, but Shen Minghuan basically ignores them.

The system is indifferent to them. Shen Minghuan is beyond the reach of the system. After all, the top of the food chain is still the people in their institute, which is not a loss.

They looked at Shen Minghuan with some expectation: "Minghuan, how is it?"

They knew Shen Minghuan was a genius before, but now they found out that he could be so talented. They didn't know how he could easily deal with alien civilization when they all grew up on Earth.

Shen Minghuan said casually: "It's okay. According to the decomposed data, it will take at least 20 years for them to arrive on Earth."

The researchers breathed a sigh of relief when they learned that there were still 20 years to go.

The system still couldn't control its mean temper and said disdainfully: "Only you humans would think that 20 years is so long. In our opinion, this time is just like that. If you put it in the length of the entire civilization, it is just a blink of an eye. In just 20 years, can you still change the world?"

The atmosphere at the scene became a little solemn because of this sentence.

Shen Minghuan glanced at it: "Why not?"

The system choked.

Although it felt that Shen Minghuan was bragging, it didn't dare to refute it!

And that group of ignorant humans actually jumped up in excitement, which was really unreasonable. Just wait and see, in twenty years, they will know that what the system said is correct.

Xu Xiangdong pushed a chair over, "Minghuan, sit here."

This person stayed in the laboratory for several hours before coming out, Xu Xiangdong felt that he must be very tired.

Shen Minghuan took out his mobile phone and looked at the time: "No, it's getting late, I'll go back first and come back tomorrow."

"Can't I just stay here?" Xu Xiangdong couldn't help asking, with a little hope.

Shen Minghuan has been running back and forth for more than half a month, running back and forth, and has hardly slept a full night. Just like Director Zhao would persuade him to put down the variety show recording temporarily, the professors also persuaded him not to always think about the research institute, after all, they can still do it.

But Shen Minghuan said that he was worried until he saw the results, and he would stay in the laboratory for a long time every day until the professors came to catch him, and he would change the venue to continue busy.

The professors couldn't do anything about him, and advised him to quit the program if he really couldn't do it, anyway, they were not unable to pay the penalty. Shen Minghuan also said that he had already promised Director Zhao that it would be bad to go back on his word, and the program would only be recorded for one month anyway.

In short, he was right.

Shen Minghuan said "ah" and said in embarrassment: "Today is the end, I'd better go back."

He had missed a lot, and he couldn't even miss the last day of farewell.

Xu Xiangdong opened his mouth, but finally just said "um" in a muffled voice.

He looked at the pure guilt on Shen Minghuan's face, and felt a sore pain in his chest - why didn't Shen Minghuan think about himself?

This person will feel guilty for not being able to concentrate on recording the program, and will be embarrassed for rejecting their request, but...

But all this is obviously not his fault.

Shen Minghuan never seemed to know that he was a hero and that he was doing something great and great.

*

Guan Yang collapsed on the sofa, feeling a little depressed: "Time flies so fast."

Lin Jiashu sat down next to him, nodded in agreement, and sighed: "I really want this show to never end. Director Zhao, Director Zhao, you will record the seventh season, right?"

Chu He happened to enter the living room and only heard a few key words: "Ah? Season 7? When will it start?"

Director Zhao rolled his eyes.

But to be honest, he is quite excited. Today, "Extraordinary" is no longer just a job for him.

Director Zhao hesitated: "But when I promoted it, I said this was the last season..."

He also sold a lot of emotions for this. If there is another seventh season, will netizens say it is false publicity and then scold him for being crazy for money?

Qi Yunzhou smiled and said, "You don't want it to end yet. Do you want to exhaust Ming Huan to death?"

They have all seen Minghuan's fatigue these days, but they can't help him. They can only watch Shen Minghuan running back and forth, and at most they find opportunities to let him rest for a while.

But Shen Minghuan was never willing to rest for too long.

Wen Jianyan, who was sweeping the floor, raised his head: "Director Zhao, today is the last day of recording. Will Ming Huan come back?"

He didn't really want Shen Minghuan to come back, so that this person might be able to rest for a while, but he really wanted to see Shen Minghuan.

If nothing else goes wrong, Shen Minghuan will live in the institute permanently after the recording. It is not easy for them to enter that place. They don't know when they will meet again next time.

Director Zhao rolled his eyes again, "How do I know?"

Although Shen Minghuan is not often in the villa, he can always hear his name. This group of people is so clingy that it makes him tired of hearing it.

The whistle sounded outside the house.

Guan Yang, who was paralyzed on the sofa, instantly jumped up: "It's Ming Huan, Ming Huan is back!"

On Shen Minghuan's first day here, Director Zhao didn't even allow Xu Xiangdong to carry his luggage into the recording area. However, times have changed and Xu Xiangdong is now able to drive the car directly into the yard. When he got off the car, he was directly at the gate of the villa, trying not to let Shen Minghuan have any more trouble. Take a step.

Director Zhao turned a blind eye to this, but the door to the small courtyard was never closed again. Even in the middle of the night, Shen Minghuan could still drive to the door unimpeded when he came back.

Guan Yang ran out happily, followed closely by the others.

As soon as Shen Minghuan got out of the car, he turned his head when he heard the sound and smiled at them. The setting sun softened his brows and eyes. Director Zhao's breathing was slightly stagnant. He moved faster than he thought and instinctively took a picture of this scene.

With his many years of professional acumen, this photo will definitely make contemporary netizens scream!

The next second, Shen Minghuan, who created this beautiful movie shot, blinked and emphasized clearly: "Director Zhao, barbecue feast."

Because Shen Minghuan is always away, the barbecue promised by Director Zhao has been postponed until today. When Qi Yunzhou said "next time", he didn't expect that the "next time" would be the last day of recording.

Director Zhao was stunned: "Shen Minghuan, did they shortchange you?"

Having said that, he still waved his hand and asked the staff to prepare the ingredients.

No one was willing to refuse Shen Minghuan's request.

Director Zhao was a bit romantic at heart, so he had an oven set up in the yard and brought in several large boxes of wine. After the fantasy moon comes out, they can sit around under the starry sky, look at the stars and the moon, and talk about poetry, songs, and philosophy of life.

Fortunately, the yard is spacious enough, but setting up a suitable venue is still a big project. The staff pulled weeds from the ground, laid out mats, and placed colored lights and ribbons around it.

Qi Yunzhou and others also stepped forward to help.

Shen Minghuan didn't want to do it, but it was quite boring for him to be alone, so he slowly picked at weeds and made grasshoppers.

"Ming Huan, I'll pull the weeds. You go and sit over there for a while. You'll be fine soon." Lin Jiashu quickly pulled out all the grass in the area under his hands.

Shen Minghuan stood up boredly, planning to inspect the ingredients for later. Before he got close, Wen Jianyan stuffed him with a plate of cut fruits, "It's okay, Minghuan, I'll do the kitchen work. You can rest your stomach first." "

Shen Minghuan was driven away again.

He walked around in a circle and finally returned to the living room with nothing to do, sat on the sofa, scrolled through his tablet and ate fruit.

"Ming Huan, Ming Huan——"

When Shen Minghuan had almost finished eating his fruit, he heard Qi Yunzhou calling him in the yard.

He put down the tablet slowly, still taking a slow pace.

Everyone was in the yard, turning to look at the gate. When Shen Minghuan appeared, they all smiled.

"Ming Huan." Qi Yunzhou called him and reached out to light the bonfire.

When the night fell, the scorching flames jumped up and reflected in their black pupils, as if they were going to ignite the dark night here.