Chapter 4 Home

When she came out of the airport, the sun dazzled Luo Ying's eyes. She hadn't seen the early morning sun on the Martian soil for five years, and she had almost forgotten what it was like.The sky on the earth is blue, the sun is a warm orange-red, but Mars is different, black is black, white is white, there is no mess, no occlusion. The airport hall is spacious and bright. This is a newly completed building after Luo Ying left. She and her partner walked side by side, not talking much along the way.The walls, dome, and ground are still glass as usual, and the ground has marble patterns.There is no decoration on the wall, except for the steel and iron frame, only the color of the heat-insulating gas rolling between the two layers of glass can be seen, which is very light and wisps.Getting off the space shuttle is a conveyor belt, with one seat for each person, like flowing on the assembly line of a factory. When it falls to the ground, it is the exit. After the identification channel, there is a sign of home in the wide hall.

Luo Ying and Chenia walked together.They couldn't help smiling when they saw the appearance of the Earth Mission.The Earth representatives followed the Martian delegation and walked ahead of the student group. Their clothes were more gorgeous than the Martians, but they were obviously unprepared for the process along the way. The chief representative, Mr. Beverly, walked in the first place in a personable manner, but he was stunned in front of the fingerprint recognition machine and was at a loss.Like a tentacle, the iris tester stretched out in front of him from one side, and made a light "bang" sound very close to his face, and the filming was completed, which made him jump back a big step in surprise, hitting the Didi's call came out from the radiation detection probe that had just been stretched out behind him, causing everyone in the quiet hall to look sideways.Mr. Beverly blushed, pretended to be calm and smiled at others, stretched out his hand and stroked the probe, unexpectedly the sound of the probe became louder, he was startled, the representative of the Mars delegation hurriedly Came over with a smile to clear the siege.Luo Ying and the others also smiled slightly, deliberately not looking at him, and skillfully pulled the luggage through the tentacles protruding from both sides, shaking their heads and waving their hands as if they were dancing, or shaking hands with electronic eyes to say hello.

Beverly held the letter of authorization of the chief representative with the badge in his hand, and walked all the way down, but did not meet a testing officer. He walked through the instrument all the way to the exit hall. He stood awkwardly, not knowing who to show the certificate to . The hall is fan-shaped, one corner is the flight exit, and the opposite curved wall is neatly lined with the entrance of the tunnel car.Catering gift-buying machines line two straight sides, displaying fresh pastries and fruit.There are several glass panels in the middle of the hall, on which the intricate map of the tunnel car is drawn, like a colorful tapestry, slowly changing.There is a small screen terminal between the entrances of the tunnel car, and representatives of Mars have walked over one after another, choosing the terminal of home.

Luo Ying and Chenia stood outside the exit, watching all this, hesitated for a while. "Are you home?" Chenia asked softly, as if asking Luo Ying, or talking to herself. "Hmm. Yeah." "How do you feel now?" "no feelings." "Really?" Chenia turned to look at her. "Hmm." Luo Ying nodded, "Strange, isn't it?" "Not surprising. I didn't feel it either." Luo Ying looked at the clean and bright hall and said, "Tell me, what's the difference between the airport at home and the airports on Earth we've been to?"

Chenia thought for a while and said, "The names are different." Luo Ying turned her head to look at her long messy hair, and said, "Go back to bed early, there will be activities at night." "Well, you too." The student group bid farewell to each other and quickly dispersed.The number of partings is too many, and there will be no sadness when parting again.The wine from last night has not yet sobered up, and the image of the starry sky at night is still in everyone's head.The light at the airport is bright and dazzling, leaving no desire for expression.Breakups are as quick as a detector.

Luo Ying was at the end of the student group, and she saw the representatives of the earth delegation standing in a pile, wandering in the middle of the hall in a daze.Someone excitedly picked up the small food by the wall and ate it, not knowing that money was being silently deducted from his temporary account. When the Martians were about to empty out, the automatic door in the center of the fan-shaped hall slid open, and a group of people strode in. Luo Ying saw that the leader was Grandpa.He led a group of uncles to the Earth delegation and extended his hand to Mr. Beverly. The two groups stood facing each other, and the hands of the two planets were held together.Mars has a lower gravity than Earth, and the average height of Martians is significantly higher than that of Earthlings. The two groups of people form an unbalanced contrast, sizing each other up, silently, and greeting each other formally.

Obviously, this is not a good time to say hello to grandpa.She looked at Grandpa's tall and straight figure, turned her head silently, and pressed the button to go home. ※※※ Five years ago, Mars selected the first batch of international students to go to Earth. The House of Commons discussed this for a long time at that time.Three months of written research, three weeks of online public consultation, three days of discussion among members of the House of Representatives, and finally the final vote by the chiefs of the nine major systems, the governor and the minister of education. Statues, ballots.Such a serious national discussion on the issue of juvenile education is still unique in the 40 years after the war.Since the establishment of the Jianguo education system, all educators took an oath to teach for creation under the name of Yasen. It has been many years since there has been such a mobilization of teachers for the youth.This time the debate was very intense. In the end, six votes were in favor and five votes were against. The final hammer hit the gold-lined presiding platform, leaving a series of empty echoes in the black chamber with high pillars.The fate of the boy is written into history.

In fact, the decision-makers on Mars are not very clear about what children can experience on Earth.They themselves were born on Mars. For the noisy business society, they only have the memory of the previous life, and have no experience in this world.The entire country of Mars is just a city, a fully enclosed glass city, with public ownership of land, highly intelligent control, no real estate transactions, no smuggling, no futures, and no private banks.No one can tell whether a child born and raised in such a country can adapt to the bombardment of advertisements when he suddenly enters the world of the market.Before departure, they gave the children a lot of temporary courses explaining the system. However, the harsh reality can show that the inner growth of teenagers can never be taught in the classroom.

Sitting on the tunnel car returning home, Luo Ying leaned against the glass, focused and confused. The scenery outside the window is prosperous and still.The sunlight hit the edge of the blue glass roof, passed through the treetops, and printed the low leaves on the roof of the tunnel and on her face.She was the only one in the carriage, and there was no one outside the window.It was unreally quiet all around.The walls of the carriage are clear and cold to the touch, passing over the roof, one can see the still trees in the garden. The confusion she had been hiding for many days evaporated into her heart at this moment.

She didn't know why she went to Earth.On Maeus, she found that she didn't seem to be qualified. It was a night when they were chatting casually in front of the porthole. Someone mentioned the exam questions of the selection that year, and everyone responded with a lot of chatter. The memory was quickly pieced together to outline the outline of the test, and the memories were happily transpired because of sharing.Luo Ying fell silent amidst their joyful voices.From their mouths, she found that, based on the level of their answers and her own answers back then, her grades must be far from the selected scores.Star-studded, she felt ashamed in the crowd.

She wondered if the suspicion was true.If not, then it's business as usual; if it is, then her selection was dictated, a conclusion that sounds grim.This not only shows that she is not capable enough, but also shows that the so-called turning point and fate are actually only secretly manipulated by someone.She thought she had caught the chance, but in fact it was just the chance that caught her. She thought of grandpa.If someone can secretly change the selection results, then there is no one else but grandpa.She doesn't know why.No one mentioned it.If it weren't for this accidental discovery, she might never have noticed. She wanted to go home and ask Grandpa, but she didn't know if she could speak.She was not considered close to her grandfather, she only moved in with him after her parents died.He buys her candy but rarely hugs her.Earthlings call him the Great Dictator.He always walks alone.She didn't know if she dared to speak.She also thought about asking her brother to check for her.Her brother is her protective umbrella, and every time she is bored, he always changes his ways to make her happy.It's just that her brother is a person who is determined to move forward, and she doesn't know if he can understand her insistence on going back. The tunnel car glides in the air, soundlessly, and shuttles quickly like a memory. She passes the small assembly hall, the tree-lined avenue, the playground where she played in her childhood, and the garden with a slide.The surroundings are as quiet as a dream.Occasionally, a leisurely woman can be seen pushing a stroller and chatting on the trail. She asked herself why she wanted to know so persistently.At first she just felt an urge to feel uneasy in her heart, thinking it was just curiosity, but later she discovered that the reason for the uneasiness was due to fate.She understands the coercion of fate, but she never thought that people have two kinds of fate.One is natural objectivity, which people can only face and bear, while the other is artificial arrangement, with reasons and purposes, and the possibility of questioning and giving up.The latter fate needs to be chosen by herself, and she cannot push herself to move on until she sees it clearly. Why go to earth, why go.She asked herself this question many times, but never more directly than this time.She has walked many, many roads on the earth, so many that it is difficult to be moved by the roads, but she doesn't know why she goes. There is music in the carriage, the cello is far away, and the piano is near, embellishing the quiet scenery even more abundantly.Slowly, home looms on the horizon.From a distance, you can see the small open windows in the attic, with brown borders, reflecting the sunlight and shining serenely under the hemispherical glass dome. Luo Ying hadn't thought about the feeling at the moment of going home many times, excited, trembling, nostalgic, homesick, and slightly uneasy, but she never thought that she didn't feel anything in her heart.She was slightly saddened by such innocence.She passed through the hustle and bustle of five years and returned to the tranquility of her previous life, but she lost a kind of pastoral feeling called homesickness, which was lost forever. The tunnel car stopped accurately and arrived home.She saw the sun hitting the familiar red door, and she cried. ※※※ The moment the door opened, golden light shot into the car.Luo Ying's eyes were dazzled by the golden light, and she raised her hand to cover her forehead.There are bright little stars floating in the air, and the air is shining brightly.A golden bench stopped in front of her, the whole body was clear, with the texture of a balloon, round and smooth, with a slender and graceful shape. She looked at the house opposite, the window on the second floor was open, her brother was smiling and waving to her, his face bursting with high spirits as before. She also smiled at the window, and sat on the bench with her luggage in her arms.The bench rises, hangs in the air, and floats obliquely upwards.She looked around in the air, the drop-shaped garden square, fan-shaped flower beds, umbrella-shaped trees, spherical glass dome, crimson door, orange trapezoidal letter post, the open window on the second floor, under which hangs Flower fence.Everything is still the same as when I was a child. The bench was parked by the window, and Ludy took her luggage, arms outstretched.With a slight push of her, Lu Di hugged her firmly and put her on the ground gently. The moment her toes stepped on the ground, she felt that the ground was very stable. My brother has grown a lot taller and more straight than five years ago. Although his hair is not as curly as when he was a child, it is still golden. "Are you tired?" Ludy asked. She shook her head. Lu Di stretched out his hand, gesticulating on top of Luo Ying's head, and said, "You're so tall. You were so small last time I saw you." He made a comparison on his waist. Luo Ying smiled softly: "How come? According to your comparison, I am 30 centimeters longer." This was the first time she spoke when she came home, her voice was a little hoarse, and she sounded a little unreal. In five years, Luo Ying only grew five centimeters taller.When she first arrived, she was taller than the earth girls, but when she left, she was no longer conspicuous.The reason for this is clear to her herself: the gravity of the earth is too great for Martian children to adapt to. What she experienced was a kind of depressive growth. Her bones were tested, her heart was under heavy pressure, and her soft tissues were swollen. Every inch of her growth was against herself. breakthrough. "Are you okay?" she asked her brother. "Me? It's fine." Lu Di smiled. "Which studio did you enter?" "Electromagnetic fifth." "How about it?" "Not bad, I'm leading a team now." "Really? Very good." "What's wrong with you?" Lu Di noticed her tiredness, rubbed her hair and asked, "Are you okay? How many years?" Luo Ying lowered her head and said, "I don't know." "I don't know, is it okay?" "If you don't know, you don't know." "Is that bad?" "No. I just don't know how to describe it." Luo Ying has lived in many places on the earth, and the homeland in her heart disintegrated step by step in those places. In a city in East Asia, she lives on the 180th floor of a skyscraper.She lived and trained there and attended dance school.The building is in the shape of a pyramid, a pyramid made of steel, towering like a giant mountain, and the inside constitutes a complete world. The elevator passage runs along the edge of the pyramid, and the crowd is turbulent, coming and going like a swallowing hurricane, shuttling up and down. On the outskirts of Central Europe, she lives in an old abandoned house at the junction of the city and the countryside.She came here to find inspiration for her dance assignment.The countryside is vast, the golden wheat waves roll, wild birds soar, flowers bloom and fall like clouds and clouds, and clouds roll and clouds like the ebb and flow of tides.The owner of the country is a businessman from afar, who comes here once a year, and outsiders are not allowed to trespass. In the wilds of North America, she lives in the middle of a man-made landscape in the wilderness.Earth officials invite Martian teenagers to come here for vacation.The grassland is as remote as a song, the dead trees are scattered, the sky and the earth are hanging, and the birds are lonely.The vast sea of ​​clouds shrouded from all directions, the lightning was like the branches hanging upside down from the zenith, and the branches were like the lightning condensed from the earth. On a highland in Central Asia, she lived among tents at the foot of snow-capped mountains.She followed a group of returnist friends who rallied to demonstrate.The peaks of the snow mountain are crystal clear, hidden in the clouds, and illuminated by the sun in the occasional clouds and fog, shining golden light.The highlands are full of returnist youths from all over the world, shouting passionate slogans and fighting against order.Riots sweep through the dust, but the scenery remains the same in the sun. None of this had been seen in her childhood.Those things don't, or don't happen, on Mars.Mars has no mansions, no countryside, no manor owners, no lightning, no snow-capped mountains.In her memory, there was no blood either. She's been through it all on Earth, but she doesn't know how to describe it.She gained countless memories, but lost her dreams.She has seen all kinds of scenery, but she began to turn away from her homeland.She didn't know how to describe all of this. "Brother," she looked into her brother's eyes and decided to be frank, "there is one thing that I find very strange." "Ok?" "Five years ago, it seemed that I shouldn't have been selected. I was switched in later. Do you know what happened?" After she finished speaking, she waited for his reaction.She felt that although he was calm, he was muttering inwardly.His expression didn't change, but he didn't speak for a while.The atmosphere is a bit weird.She thought he was thinking of an answer. "Who did you hear that from?" he asked. "I haven't heard anyone say it, it's my own feeling." "People's feelings are often inaccurate." "But we talked." "you?" "Me and the other students, the Mercury students, we went back on the test and thought about it. I found out that they must have scored higher than me, I didn't do any of the questions they would do, and they all participated in an interview. , only I didn’t. I still remember the situation at that time, and I remember very clearly. There was no news at first, but suddenly one day I was notified that I could go, and I was going to leave soon, so that I was not mentally prepared. So I was at the last moment Just got swapped in, didn't you? Did you know about that?" She looked at her brother, who shrugged, but there was no expression on his face. "Maybe someone quit temporarily." "yes?" "It's just a possibility." At that moment, Luo Ying suddenly felt far away from her brother.She thinks he knows everything but doesn't want to tell her.His reaction was not normal.He deliberately kept his face quiet, but this is actually not normal.He should be wondering too, or at least try to ask.But his expression is hiding.When they were young, they had always been secret allies. He took her to do all kinds of weird things, without telling the truth from the adults, and he never kept the secret from her.She thought she couldn't ask her grandfather about her doubts, but at least she could ask her brother to help, but now, her brother is no longer on her side.What else does he know, she thought, what else does he know and doesn't tell me? "Then why was I chosen?" she asked stubbornly. "You know about it, don't you?" Lu Di didn't answer. Luo Ying pondered for a while, but decided to ask the question in one breath: "It was arranged by grandpa, right?" Lu Di still didn't speak. The atmosphere is stiff.This is the first time they have spoken like this.I haven't been home for five years. It shouldn't be like this, but I didn't expect it to be like this.They all waited for the other to speak, but neither of them spoke, and they froze in place, like a taut string. After a while, Luo Ying sighed and was about to change the subject, but Lu Di calmed down and asked her peacefully: "Why do you have to ask the truth?" She raised her head, and her voice softened: "Even a retired soldier can always ask about the cause of the war." "It's all over, what's the use of asking?" "It works. Of course it does." She has wandered so many places and lost her faith because of it, shouldn't she know why she went there? Lu Di considered it for a while, and said slowly: "At that time, you were still young. Small, and... emotional." "What does it mean?" "After your parents died, you have been in a bad mood." "Parents?" Luo Ying suddenly held her breath when she heard these words. "Yes. The death of your parents has affected you a lot. So... Grandpa wants to change your mood." Luo Ying became quiet all of a sudden, and after a long silence, she asked softly, "Is this the reason?" "I don't know. I'm just saying maybe." "But," she was a little puzzled, "At that time, my parents had been dead for five years." "Yes. But you have been in a bad mood." "yes?" Luo Ying recalled carefully, but it seemed that she couldn't remember what it was like at that time.Five years ago, she was thirteen years old.She seemed to have forgotten what state and mood she was in at that time.All this sounds like a lifetime away. "Maybe." She felt that the answer sounded reasonable, so she nodded and decided to accept it temporarily. They were silent again, not knowing what to say.Luo Ying looked at her brother.He has grown into a full grown man.The shoulders are wider, the figure is taller and straighter, the eyebrows are opened, and the eyebrows are not as lively as they were when I was a child.He is twenty-two years old.Joined the studio leadership team to do the project.No more running around, no more talking about spaceship rockets and alien wars.He learned to be silent and started talking to her like an adult. Lu Di suddenly smiled and asked her, "Is there anything else you forgot to ask? I'll give you a chance." Luo Ying froze for a moment, and suddenly understood what he meant. She forgot to ask a word.When he was a child, if he didn't let him say that sentence, he would think about it all day. "How did you do that bench?" Lu Di snapped his fingers: "It's very simple! The chair is made of ordinary glass film, but the surface is alternately plated with nickel and gold films, and the magnetic moment is very strong. As long as a suitable magnetic field is generated in the yard, it will naturally float." As he said that, he pointed out the window, and she saw a circle of white pipes circling around the edge of the small square, presumably it was a simple coil. "It's amazing!" Luo Ying exclaimed. That's it.As long as she kept saying this sentence since she was a child, she would have endless fresh toys. Lu Di smiled and touched the top of her head, gave some instructions, and went downstairs.She looked at his back and knew that he was trying to wake up the past. Only in this way can she ignore the cracks in time and make everything seem to stay in place.Nothing is still where it is, but man will always try to deny it with all his might. After her brother left, Luo Ying stood by the window and turned her gaze out of the window again. In sunlight, all objects appear bright and shadowy.The light is golden, and the shadows are long and deep.Except for the new white coils, everything seems to be the same, the flowers, tea seats, and tunnel car exits.Flowers bloom year after year, and still life erases many invisible past events.She saw her former self outside the window, there was no one around, her shadow was running, wearing pink shoes, braiding her hair, raising her head from the path, smiling brightly and innocently, looking back at the sky while running, her eyes piercing the window, Through the shadows behind the window where she now stands. The garden is very peaceful, with only scattered details showing the traces of time.She saw that the conveyor belt behind the mailbox was empty, as clean as a child's skin.There used to be a small disc there, which was a radiation detector that her brother secretly installed with her when she was a child. When the mail arrived, it could see whether there was a big toy inside.Now it is gone, the long and narrow wall is as smooth as new, empty, like her walking away, like the pointer of time. ※※※ In the afternoon, when she woke up, she suddenly saw grandpa standing in her room. He stood by the wall, facing out the window, holding something in his hand, and didn't hear her wake up.She watched behind Grandpa, watching his back.The sun was about to set, and it shone into one side of the room, where Grandpa stood in the shadows beside the light.He was already tall, and with the floor clock, he was like a stone tablet with words engraved on it.Luo Ying is familiar with this kind of back view.She thought of her grandfather many times on earth, and she always thought of him standing in front of the French window, looking at the distance outside the window, his body half bright and half dark, leaving only a silent and ambiguous back view for her. She sat up and wanted to take this opportunity to ask her grandpa clearly why she went so far. Hearing her move, he turned and smiled.He had already changed into his clothes for the evening banquet. He had a solemn and straight black dress, his gray hair was combed back neatly, and he was wearing a coat. He still looked like a soldier, not like a seventy-year-old man. "Are you awake?" Hans smiled and came to her bed and sat down, his dark gray eyes looked very gentle. "Yeah." She nodded. "How are you doing on the road? Are you tired?" "It's okay. Not too tired." "Is Maeus too old to be comfortable?" "No. Actually sleeping more comfortably than on Earth." "That's good." He smiled slightly, "How are Garcia and Allie?" "Fortunately, let me also say hello to you on their behalf." Luo Ying remembered, "Oh, Grandpa Garcia asked me to bring you a word." "What words?" "Many times, the competition for the treasure is greater than the treasure itself." Hans didn't speak, but nodded, as if he was thinking about something. "What does this mean?" Luo Ying asked. "...just an old saying." "Do we have a bad relationship with the earth now?" He was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's always been like this." Luo Ying wanted to wait for Grandpa to continue explaining, but Grandpa didn't answer.She didn't ask any further questions. She wanted to ask the question in her heart, but when she suddenly caught a glimpse of something in Grandpa's hand, she was stunned.It was a picture of mom and dad.Mom with loose hair, gloves and a sculptural carving knife, with dirt and a casual smile on her face.Dad was behind her, wrapping his arms around her, resting his chin on her neck, smiling happily. Hans noticed her gaze and showed her the photo: "You come back just in time. Tomorrow is the death day of your parents. I want to discuss with you. Let's bless them when we have dinner tomorrow." Luo Ying's heart sank, she nodded, and took the photo from her grandfather. "You look more and more like your mother." In the silence of the evening, Grandpa's voice was low and deep, with a kind of tranquility that people would not want to break. Luo Ying's mood became complicated.The photo in her hand has a temperature she is not familiar with, whether it is the person in the photo or the hand that handed her the photo.In the photo, mom and dad are still young, but outside the photo, grandpa's gaze is filled with a kind of complicated melancholy.He rarely showed such an expression.Luo Ying watched quietly, and the four people inside and outside the photo seemed to be answering silently.It has been ten years since her parents died, and she almost forgot when was the last time such a reunion was.The afterglow of the setting sun had almost disappeared, and there seemed to be a special warmth between her and grandpa that was linked by death. At this moment, a hurried bell rang. A small red light on the wall came on, indicating an emergency call.Hans suddenly seemed to wake up from a dream, his movements quickly became agile, he strode to the wall and pressed the call button.The wall shook for a moment, and Uncle Hu An's face appeared on the screen with a chilling expression. "Can we have a face-to-face interview?" Uncle Hu An was straightforward and serious when he spoke. "Before dinner?" "Before the dinner." Hans nodded, looking normal, turned off the screen, turned and went out. Luo Ying sat blankly.In just a minute or two, the dream in the room had disappeared. The door was slowly closed inch by inch, and the corridor was still empty and deep. Looking at the back of her grandfather's disappearance, she knew that she still couldn't speak.It would be better for her to ask others for confirmation, which may be easier in comparison.After all, grandpa is still grandpa.He is a flying warrior, always a man of action.There are always many things he does not say.She didn't know how to ask.She looked at the photo in her hand, sat on the bed, and repeatedly recalled in her heart: what she was like five years ago, and what it was like when her parents died. The comeback dinner will be held in the Honor Hall.Important officials from the Mercury Cluster, the Earth Cluster, and Mars were all present.The Hall of Glory is the place where the Mars festival celebrations are held. The rectangular lobby has eight columns on each side, and miniature models of various major historical moments of Mars are displayed between the columns.The murals on the ceiling and side walls are projections, which can be controlled by computer and changed according to the occasion. The banquet hall this night was brilliantly lit, exquisite but not luxurious.The side walls are patterned with lilies, like white and green wallpaper.There are four VIP tables in the center of the small stage, and the other sixteen round tables are placed around in two circles.The table was covered with a white tablecloth, and Mars's cloth was not enough, which was an extremely high treatment.African violets were placed on the table, and Christmas reds were placed on the pillars on both sides.From the dome, ribbons made of glass silk fell, shining brightly. The food conveyor belt is on the left side of the banquet hall, food and beverages are self-serve, and there are no waiters.One corner is arranged like a rural market in the 16th century on the earth, with huge vegetables and fruits displayed, showing space agriculture, which looks nostalgic but full of humor. To Earthlings, a banquet without a waiter seems a step down.They have long been accustomed to elegant waiters wearing black vests with pointed collar shirts and the corners of handkerchiefs in their pockets, smiling and bending over, pouring red wine into the wine glasses that have not been emptied in time, changing a pair of knives and forks and a plate between each course, It seems that this is necessary to reflect one's nobility.But tonight, nothing like that.The conveyor belt draws a curve, protruding from the wall and extending into the wall, with unhurried deliberation, waiting for the distinguished guests to take care of themselves.The wine flows from the faucet on the wall, and guests can take it by themselves. Although it is decorated with patterns, it reminds visitors from the earth of the rustic countryside.The dignified guests held their heads high and deliberately loudly talked about how their country arranged a decent state banquet. Mars has no attendants.There are no service workers anywhere, only intern students and volunteers, no waiters, no servants, no tertiary estates.Everyone on Mars is a researcher in the studio, there is no hotel waiter who has served for a lifetime.The preparation and finishing of the dinner will be done by the organizer himself. The Martian certainly wouldn't introduce such a backdrop at a dinner party.So the whole ballroom presents an interesting aberration.Several Europeans seemed to recall the ancient and luxurious aristocratic life before modern times. Several Asians echoed each other saying that the ancient East already knew how to be polite, and several Arabs proudly stated that men in their own country were strong enough. , the women are free to serve banquets in mansions.The Martians listened, smiled approvingly, and then got up to eat in twos and threes. The earthlings were very annoyed by this indifferent and slow, whispering and shaking their heads. The Mercury cluster sat at two tables, and Luo Ying was next to Chenia and Anka.They tasted the drinks and food they were familiar with since they were young, talked and laughed happily, and were glad that they could not sit at the same table with adults.Small desserts were sent out on the conveyor belt, and Chenia ran to bring back a large plate.Everyone shared the food, and it was extremely sweet. "It's delicious!" Chania praised loudly, "This is called cooking!" They don't eat well on the earth, and Chania has always called what the earth eats as food. Anka nodded: "Yes. I don't know which chef made it." Luo Ying tasted it, and guessed: "It may be old Molly's. When I was a child, I loved her pudding the most. Every time I encountered sad things, I asked my mother to buy them. No matter how bad my mood was, eating a piece of pudding would make me feel better. " Such sweetness is at odds with the tension brewing in the air.Luo Ying could vaguely feel the tension.The round table of the Mercury cluster is not far from the VIP table, and her position is just close to the junction, so the conversations at the VIP table always faintly drift into her ears.Although not everyone's words can be heard, Uncle Juan's loud voice can always stand out from the restraint of the whole table. "Don't you dare say a 'no' again! I tell you, I saw my grandma was killed. Do you know what it looks like? A second ago she was shaking in the bedroom, praying, saying God bless, the next second was bombed into mud. Don't you know? Haven't heard? This is what you earthlings do: bombing civilians! No more despicable means can be found in the entire history of mankind Already!" The other party didn't know what to say in a low voice.Uncle Juan became even more angry. "Don't fucking disassociate yourself! I don't care if you did it or not, I still have to take responsibility. If you dare to say 'it has nothing to do with me', I'll throw you out of here!" He thought for a while and added , "You know what it's like to throw it outside? Never been to Mars, have you? Tell you about it. Just one click—bang—and you explode, like a red-hot octopus." Luo Ying laughed out loud.She quietly turned her head and looked at the guest table.Beside Uncle Juan, Beverly was sitting in the position of the guest of honor, with an embarrassed expression on his face, and he was constantly wiping his mouth with a napkin. Luo Ying found it very interesting.Beverly is a big star on earth, and has always been known for his gentleness.In this situation, someone else might get angry, but only Beverly will not.He was wearing a retro-style new suit with velvet and gold trim and double-breasted brass buttons. He had the air of aristocrats from hundreds of years ago. He was serious and maintained his image.Anyone could get angry because of the clothes, but he couldn't. There was a long period of silence, and no one said anything more.When Luo Ying heard Uncle Juan's voice again, he stood up from his seat more excitedly than before, and everyone in the restaurant looked sideways, but he didn't care, and just said loudly: "No-can-can. Absolutely not!" There was a commotion in the banquet hall, and people whispered, not knowing what happened.Hindsight asks those around them what happened.No one knew, and those who witnessed it just shrugged blankly.The people at the VIP table where Uncle Juan was sitting were particularly awkward. Some people tried to pull him to sit down, but he didn’t sit down. Some other earth guests wanted to stand up, but they were suppressed by the people around them.Finally, grandpa stood up.He patted Juan on the shoulder lightly, motioning him to sit down, and he had something to say. "Guests from Earth," he raised his wine glass, "just taking this opportunity, I would like to say a few words. First of all, we really welcome your arrival. The past cannot be refuted, and those who come can still be chased. We still have a long way to go. Long-term future. The purpose of holding the expo this time is to achieve mutual benefit, win-win results, and what each needs, so negotiation is always necessary. I believe that in the end we will be able to find a result that satisfies both parties. Yours It is required that we will not ignore it, but we need all the people to pass any final resolution. This is a big event on Mars, and we must be democratic. Moreover, I believe that the delegation is also democratic, and the final decision must be made by all members. Passed with satisfaction. It was a good night. It is too early to draw any conclusions, please let us put aside all disputes, raise our glasses and enjoy our first night together.” The audience raised their glasses together.Chenia asked Luo Ying what they were discussing, Luo Ying shook her head and said she didn't know either. Actually she knows.Grandpa's words are the words of Grandpa Garcia, and the democracy of the delegation is the struggle for treasure.The vague doubts in her heart gradually became clear lines, but she didn't know what treasure the earthlings were fighting for.Grandpa's words just now were too vague for her to judge.She lowered her head and ate, thinking quietly.