Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 944 It's Me
Cao Ruixia didn't care if they were discussing philosophy or logic, in her eyes, these things were useless except to make her dizzy.

"I think Zhang Zhong is right about at least one thing, that is, time is just a concept, or a measuring tool. As for what it is, no one can tell, at least with the current scientific knowledge. Okay. I'm not a physicist, so I don't need to think about these things every day."

They are also scientists, but scientists of different disciplines have different understandings of science.

Zhang Zhong found that physicists and astronomers will eventually involve philosophy, while others such as chemists and biologists are completely different.

If Yang Fan was sitting here today, he would probably seriously discuss the issue of time with Zhang Zhong and Xu Wenxuan.

Because the program on stage had already started, Zhang Zhong and Xu Wenxuan naturally didn't have time to discuss the philosophical question of what time is, and turned to watch the program on stage seriously.

……

After more than two hours, the last program has also ended.

At this time, there were still 5 minutes before zero o'clock, and Yang Xiao took the microphone and walked onto the stage.

Zhang Zhong noticed that the microphone Yang Xiao was holding was a normal black microphone, and he couldn't help criticizing Yang Xiao in his heart.

"Everyone, there are still 4 minutes...31 seconds before zero o'clock. You don't have to worry about the time difference, because we use atomic clocks to accurately celebrate the new year. Just now, Principal Zhang discussed with you what time is. For me, it’s the watch on my hand that tells me what time it is.”

"In the next four minutes or so, I will spend time with everyone on the stage. You can also seriously think about what to think when counting down for a while, because after the countdown, we will enter next year. "

"In the last minute, the countdown will appear on the big screen behind me simultaneously..."

Yang Xiao spoke for more than three minutes on stage, until the last minute, a big countdown timer lit up on the big screen.

At this time, Yang Xiao also stopped talking, and walked to the side to watch the countdown on the screen with everyone.

This 1 minute is no different from any other 1 minute.

But because of the atmosphere at the scene, this minute had a different meaning to the people present.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the screen tightly, for fear of delaying the countdown.

Fifty seconds passed quickly, and at the last ten seconds, Yang Xiao took the microphone and took the lead to read: "Ten, nine..."

The others were infected by him, and they counted down together.

"Eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two...one!"

But after the last number was reported, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers was heard in the auditorium, and the video of fireworks was also played on the big screen.

"Thank you everyone. I announce that this year's...no, it should be said that last year's Shizhong College New Year's Eve party has officially ended. Thank you for your participation. Please cooperate with the security personnel to exit in an orderly manner."

When the song came to an end, the fireworks on the screen were still blooming.

The audience exited in an orderly manner. About 3 minutes later, the fireworks on the screen dissipated and turned into a time again, but this time it was not a countdown, but a normal time form.

It means that this year has officially started.

By the time it was Zhang Zhong's turn to leave, 10 minutes had passed this year.

This time Zhang Zhong did not go backstage, but took his family members home directly.

It's getting late now, it's time to go back and rest.

……

New Year's Day, Spring Festival.

Si Jin got up early in the morning. He planned to get up early to help his mother make glutinous rice balls, but when he got up, the glutinous rice balls had already been made.

He looked at the rubbed glutinous rice balls and said with a smile, "Are there any coins in this year's glutinous rice balls?"

"It's all for one yuan. There are five in total. It depends on who of you has the ability to eat." Mother laughed.

"Hey, it's all one yuan. It's a waste of money. I'll ask them to get up and eat glutinous rice balls."

"Don't worry, let them sleep more..."

Before his mother finished speaking, Si Jin had already yelled into the room, "Everyone is up and eating glutinous rice balls."

"Hey, can't you let them sleep longer? I watched TV until midnight last night." Seeing that Si didn't listen to her, her mother couldn't help muttering.

"The plan for a year lies in the spring, and the plan for a day lies in the morning. It's the first day of the Lunar New Year, so let's get off to a good start." Si Jin said with a chuckle.

After graduating, Si Jin went to Yanjing to work, married a wife and had children in Yanjing, and settled there.

But this New Year, he took his wife and children back to his hometown Nan'an to accompany his parents.

After a while, the whole family got up, and around a table, everyone was holding a bowl and waiting to serve the glutinous rice balls.

Si Jin’s wife Zhu Wen’s hometown does not have the custom of eating glutinous rice balls during the Spring Festival, let alone putting coins in the glutinous rice balls, so she is quite looking forward to the coins in the glutinous rice balls.

But it's a pity that she ate several glutinous rice balls and didn't even get a single coin, but Si Jin got three.

On the first day of the new year, the family stayed in the living room and watched TV after breakfast.

Zhu Wen swiped her phone to watch the news, and after a while, she patted Si Jin, "Did you say before that you and Zhang Chong are classmates?"

Si Jin was watching TV, and when his wife took such a picture, he asked a little strangely, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Then did you ever live in the same dormitory with him?" the wife asked again.

"Yeah, I'm roommate with him, didn't you say you didn't believe it before?"

"I thought you were talking nonsense."

"Why, don't you think I'm talking nonsense now?"

"I'm a little bit convinced now, please read this news and see if he's talking about you."

"What news?" Si Jin stretched out his head to look at his wife's phone.

There was a piece of news on it with the title "On New Year's Eve, Zhang Zhong and the students recalled the past and talked about time".

Looking at the news below, Si Jin soon saw what Zhang Zhong mentioned about their chatting in the dormitory.

Si Jin's thoughts suddenly flew back to that winter eight years ago.

As Zhang Zhong said, the two of them stayed at the end that time, and they chatted for a while before leaving that night, and what Zhang Zhong said was exactly what Zhang Zhong said.

Si Jin's heart jumped suddenly, because he suddenly found that the events of that night seemed to be in front of his eyes, just yesterday, and they were so clearly engraved in his mind.

"Or, wait ten years, we meet again, and still feel that today's conversation seems like yesterday."

Zhang Zhong's words clearly came to mind.

Zhang Chong was right, it was really only a blink of an eye, and eight years had passed.

Seeing Si Jin's expression, his wife asked, "Is this about you?"

Si Jin came back to his senses and nodded at his wife, "It's me."

(End of this chapter)