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Chapter 500

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During Fang Zhao's performance on Planet Yin, there had been no lack of discussions about him on the internet. Discussions about the Poseidonsaur skeleton were still ongoing. Although it wasn't as popular as when it had first been excavated, its influence was still there. Museums and major collectors from various continents wanted to discuss collaborations with Fang Zhao, but they couldn't find him. This time, even Nanfeng couldn't be contacted.

It wasn't easy to finally get in touch with him on this day, but the number of messages exploded in an instant. Nanfeng couldn't even look at them all.

There was too much work to do. Nanfeng was even more excited and assured Fang Zhao that he would complete the task!

As long as he performed well, he would be promoted and get a raise!

Apart from the Poseidonsaur skeleton, the hottest topic online was also related to music.

The songs of the singers who purchased Fang Zhao's graduation concert works were released one after another.

As soon as the single was released, it soared to the top of the charts on various music platforms.

High-quality adaptations and powerful singers brought their own popularity, and they quickly joined the battle for the top spot on the charts.

Fans scrolled through the song's information and discovered that the original song was actually Fang Zhao's work?

The pure music lovers were overjoyed. However …

He searched for the original song, but found nothing.

He switched to a professional search engine. This time, there was one, but it only showed: One of Fang Zhao's graduation concert works. Due to the request of the copyright owner, temporarily unavailable.

F * ck!

It was another graduation concert!

Under normal circumstances, it was unknown how long it would take to listen to the original song. Maybe a few months, maybe a year or two, or even longer. It all depended on the requirements of the copyright holder.

For example, when Planet Bu and Planet Baiji released the latest propaganda theme song for conscription, if you wanted to listen to it, you could only extract the propaganda video version. However, there were too many background sounds. There were the sounds of people, engines, wind, water, and even the roars of some extraterrestrial beasts. When combined with these sounds, there was a lot of feeling, but there were also people who preferred the pure music version.

Unfortunately, Planet Bu and Planet Baiji were unwilling to release the original song. If he wanted to listen to it, he could only extract it from the promotional video or watch the recruitment advertisement again.

In the music industry, in recent times, two big names in the music industry had released new songs, both of which had been adapted from Fang Zhao's graduation concert. The adapted songs had completely different styles, which made people even more curious about the original songs.

Thus, Fang Zhao, who had disappeared from the public eye, was constantly being mentioned.

The so-called paparazzi king of Yanzhou, Wang Tie, was dragged out once again.

"Wang Tie! Come out and be scolded! "

"It's time to work! Do you know that Fang Zhao has disappeared? "

"Teacher Wang, I won't scold you. Why don't you reveal some juicy information about Fang Zhao?"

However, Wang Tie was still the same as before, unmoved by force or persuasion. He either played dead or used some other incident to divert everyone's attention. He just didn't post anything about Fang Zhao.

Wang Tie felt bitter. I know where he went, but I can't post it! I also want to do sponsored partnerships!

Wang Tie didn't want to provoke Fang Zhao, but he was more afraid of Planet Yin. Who would be so f * cking suicidal to touch the high-voltage wires of a military location? It was not that he was exaggerating, but if he revealed the truth today, there would be no need to wait until tomorrow. Someone would immediately send him to an alien planet for mining and labor reform.

Yanbei Retirement Facility.

Great-grandfather Fang, who hadn't been able to find out about Fang Zhao's activities online, hadn't been going online much lately. It was boring, so all he could do was go out and chat with others.

One day, Great-grandfather Fang held two walnuts in one hand and a walking stick in the other as he sat there listening to a group of old men and old women grumbling.

When the family grew bigger and there were more people, there would naturally be those who were promising and those who weren't so outstanding among the descendants. And those who were prejudiced might not necessarily be the ones with the best prospects.

An old grandpa was angrily reprimanding his disappointing grandson. "I have already followed his path, yet he still blames me for not helping him walk when he can't? He's 30 years old, not 3! I'm so angry that I didn't even eat dinner! "

The old man beside him consoled him before mocking himself. "I'm not as capable as you guys, so I can't help them much at work. That's why all of them are eyeing my meager pension!"

Of course, "meager pension" was being modest. Based on the contributions they made and the retirement benefits they enjoyed, the monthly pension they received was already rather high for most people.

Another person added, "Who says it isn't? But I'm a little better than you guys. I still have a granddaughter and great-grandson who are more promising. I don't have to worry about them and can still comfort me. As for the others, I won't even mention them. They are a bunch of troublemakers, yet they still blame me for being biased. Sigh!"

Great-grandfather Fang had to say a few words at the mention of this.

"Tsk, look at your bitter faces. You asked for it!" Great-grandfather Fang leisurely fiddled with a walnut. "It's not that I want to criticize you guys, but before you retired, all of you had to be scheming and resourceful. But now? You can't even handle these little brats at home? In the end, you still can't harden your heart! Can't harden it!! I'm different from you guys. I'll help whoever I want, and I'll give my pension to whoever I want. A bunch of little brats still dares to control me? I have to be domineering!! Look at me. Among my descendants, if I say one thing, no one dares to say another … "

Great-grandfather Fang had yet to finish his sentence when he was interrupted by the old grandpa beside him. "Stop bragging. Look at how scared you were when you were on the phone with your Little Zhao."

Great-grandfather Fang's face turned red. "How can that be called scared? That's called concern, love, understand?! I was just worried that I would disturb his work, so I was concerned about him! "

Great-grandfather Fang said confidently. "Besides, my Little Zhao isn't on the list of 'little brats'!"

Great-grandfather Fang felt more confident at the mention of Fang Zhao.

"My Little Zhao is so good. So what if I'm biased? It hasn't been easy for that kid, it hasn't been easy at all! I even wanted to give him my meager pension, but he didn't want it. Besides, he has his own capabilities and doesn't care about my meager pension. "

Everyone believed this. Everyone in the retirement facility knew this.

"Fang Zhao is someone who donates tens of billions on a whim. You can't compare," an old grandpa said sourly.

"What's important is that Fang Zhao knows how to be grateful, unlike some ingrates," another person said.

Great-grandfather Fang straightened his back to prove that he didn't have to worry about this issue. "That's why, even if you're biased, you're biased and know how to be grateful. As for those ingrates, who cares about them! We're already so old. We just have to live our remaining days well. "

As he said this, he received a call.

When he saw the caller ID, Great-grandfather Fang wanted to jump up. His walnuts nearly flew off his head. He swung his walking stick to the side and answered the call.

"Hey ~ It's Little Zhao! You're back? Come over tomorrow? Alright, alright, alright … Don't worry, we're in good health … You don't need to buy anything, we don't lack anything. I have plenty of retirement funds … You don't need to buy anything, you just need to come over. I just want to see you … There's really no need, you don't need to bring anything … Cough … I can have this … "

Great-grandfather Fang's voice suddenly rose. "I've flown the Guardian series of space warships before! I'm very familiar … The first generation 'Initial'? 'Initial' is good, I like this model the most! It's a pity it was retired too early. When I was in the military, the 'Initial' model had already been retired. "

After the call ended, Great-grandfather Fang's face was glowing. He didn't bother to hide his flaunting tone as he told the others, "My Little Zhao is coming to see me. He even brought a gift. Do you know what it is? The 'Initial' model of the Guardian series of space warships! "

In the hearts of many people of their generation, the "Initial" model of the Guardian series of space warships was at the level of moonlight.

Was that the "Initial" model?

That was their first love!!

By the time their generation had truly matured, the Guardian series was already a new model. Although there had been upgrades in various aspects, the "Initial" model was still their first love during their youth.

It was just that the "Initial" model was too rare, and official models were never sold commercially. In general, it was very difficult to buy one outside. Now, it was even more difficult to see one.

The other old fogeys were so envious that their eyes turned red. They took deep breaths.

"My heart hurts. I won't be coming out tomorrow!"

"He's starting again. He's starting again!"

"This is too infuriating! I don't want to see him for the rest of the month! "

Thinking about Great-grandfather Fang starting to flaunt his great-grandson again, many people felt stifled and decided to avoid this old fogey from tomorrow onwards.

However, even though they had such thoughts, they still waited anxiously the next day.

They weren't waiting for Great-grandfather Fang. They were waiting for the "Initial."

That was the "Initial"!

The leader of their dream of navigating space!

It had been a long time since they had seen the "Initial." Now that it was mentioned, all sorts of clear and fuzzy memories surged into their minds.

Just one look was enough. Just one look. No need to listen to Great-grandfather Fang's ramblings.

When Fang Zhao arrived at the retirement facility the next day, he only stayed for half a day. He accompanied the two elders for lunch, left some gifts, and left. There were too many calls. Some he could reply to, some he couldn't. His company was looking for him, and there were also business partners looking for him. Nanfeng couldn't handle all of them, so he had to appear personally.

Great-grandfather Fang and Great-grandmother Fang's hearts ached when they saw that Fang Zhao had only eaten four bowls of food. In the past, he had eaten at least five bowls!

"I'm really full."

Fang Zhao felt helpless.

Why had he only eaten four bowls?

Because Great-grandmother Fang had used a bigger bowl to scoop rice for him.

Four bowls was much more than the five bowls from before.

He could continue eating, but that would be too much. If word got out, it would scare people.

After lunch and chatting with the two elders for a while, Fang Zhao left Yanbei retirement facility and flew to Qi 'an City, where his company was located.

Great-grandfather Fang slowly recovered from his previous state of mind after Fang Zhao left.

He hadn't asked Fang Zhao where he had gone this time. Fang Zhao had only said that he had been invited to participate in a performance. Fang Zhao hadn't gone into detail, so Great-grandfather Fang hadn't asked. However, even if Fang Zhao hadn't said anything, Great-grandfather Fang could guess from the model Fang Zhao had given them.

When Great-grandfather Fang had received the model of the "Initial" warship, he had known that this model hadn't been made by an ordinary modeling company. There was a special serial number and a small pattern at the bottom of the model. All of this proved that this model had most likely come from the production site of the Guardian series of warships — Planet Yin!

The exterior of the warship had been replicated perfectly!

The materials, details, and other aspects were impeccable!

Other than the warship manufacturer, who could achieve this? Who would dare to achieve this?!

While his heart ached for Fang Zhao's hard work, Great-grandfather Fang also felt proud.

My Little Zhao is so promising!

As for Planet Yin!

Those invited weren't ordinary people. Which one of them wasn't a well-known figure in their respective fields?

It wasn't easy!

It was a pity that he couldn't be there to watch it live.

Great-grandfather Fang tossed the walnut aside and left with the model box.

He was going to find other colleagues to brag … No, to find someone to "reminisce about the past."

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