Chapter 1449 Do I Have to Make an Appointment to Go Back to My Home?

Halfway up Zijin Mountain.

There is no maglev road here, and Lu Zhou came here by bus at the foot of the mountain.

The landscape changes along the way are not particularly large, basically retaining the appearance of a century ago.

It's just that the sign of Zhongshan International Community has disappeared, replaced by a sign of "Lu Zhou's former residence", which focuses on "modern style" cultural and tourist attractions.

Those who come here are all old men and women, or adults with children, and a small group of young students, doing extracurricular activities under the leadership of teachers or tour guides.

Overall, the surrounding atmosphere is quite lively. In addition to some vendors and street shops selling art, there are also some small restaurants with "characteristics of the times" open here, selling some of his favorite foods during his lifetime. food.

For example, barbecue bibimbap with various flavors.

The only thing that confuses Lu Zhou is that he understands what it means to sell braised pork knuckle rice at his door.

He doesn't remember at all that he loves to eat this stuff...

Referring to the navigation path given by the AR glasses, Lu Zhou followed the completely unfamiliar tree-lined path and soon came to the door of his house.

To be precise, this is no longer my home, but a museum that has been renovated many times. According to the chairman of Pan-Asia Cooperation, the museum is currently managed and operated by the local government of Jinling, the Yangtze River Delta urban agglomeration, and has become a part of the city's public service resources.

The bricks and tiles here are no different from what I remember. The only thing that has changed is that the two trees in the front yard have been cut down, and some beautiful landscape beads have been planted in their place.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar house, Lu Zhou couldn't help feeling a little nostalgia in his eyes.

He still remembers that when he first bought the house, Wang Peng suggested to himself that the two trees in front of the window would cause a blind spot in his vision, and suggested that he cut them down, but in the end he insisted on keeping them.

Unexpectedly, after 100 years, those two trees were finally removed.

Lu Zhou smiled, but he didn't really care about it, but with a little nostalgia on his expression, he walked through the courtyard gate, and walked along the moss-covered stone path to his house.

However, when he just stepped through the courtyard gate, there was a hurried shout from behind.

"Hey! The people in front wait a minute!"

Looking at Lu Zhou who was walking towards the museum, a man in the uniform of the museum trotted up and said.

"The former residence of Academician Lu is not open to individual visitors. If you want to enter, you must make an appointment online in advance!"

Hearing this sentence, Lu Zhou was stunned for a moment, and immediately became unhappy, staring at the museum staff and asked back.

"I'm going back to my home, do I still need to make an appointment in advance?"

This time, the museum staff was stunned, looking at Lu Zhou strangely, wondering what this guy was talking about.

Suddenly remembering that he was facing a strange face, Lu Zhou immediately reached out and pressed on the necklace around his neck, took off the necklace and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Look carefully, who am I!"

He stared straight at Lu Zhou and suddenly changed his face. The staff of the museum seemed to have seen a ghost.

If he was just confused before, then he is completely stupid now.

Perhaps hearing the noise in the courtyard, a voice suddenly came from the direction of the courtyard gate.

"What happened?"

Lu Zhou looked towards the gate of the courtyard, and saw a tall, thin middle-aged man with glasses on the bridge of his nose, walking towards him quickly.

The moment he saw Lu Zhou, the man was stunned subconsciously, and soon understood what happened here.

"curator……"

Seeing the staff member who wanted to say something, the curator said it immediately.

"Okay, I already know the situation, you can go back to your post first."

"yes……"

Watching the employee leave, the man called the curator stared at Lu Zhou for a while, pushed his glasses, and asked straight to the point.

"You... are you really Lu Zhou?"

"Otherwise," Lu Zhou said with a sigh, "I've already explained this question many times, and I don't bother to explain it again. Believe it or not."

"I read the news, and I don't believe it. The main reason is...you came from Mars. That place has a bad reputation, and the history books all say that you have unfortunately died," that The man called the curator smiled awkwardly, and stretched out his right hand, "Anyway, let me introduce myself. My name is King Kong, the curator of the Lu Zhou Museum—"

"puff……"

Seeing Lu Zhou who suddenly laughed out loud, King Kong was slightly taken aback, and said in a somewhat puzzled manner.

"This... Is there something wrong with my self-introduction?"

Lu Zhou coughed twice and said, "I'm sorry, it's nothing, it's just that there are too many elements... It's an old meme from a century ago, so don't mention it."

Looking at Lu Zhou in a daze, King Kong finally decided not to care about these minutiae.

After calming down, he continued.

"In short, I've seen your story on the news. Although this is my professional field, I really can't tell what it is... The dormant capsule of Martian civilization sounds too unbelievable. What is it like? The hibernation chamber can only be preserved for two or three billion years, and it is so coincident that it still has energy."

"Logically speaking, I don't quite believe that you are real... But, I don't think anyone will specially pretend to be Academician Lu, just to avoid tickets."

Although he didn't say anything to death, the distrust in his eyes was clear.

However, Lu Zhou didn't care, he just said casually.

"I can understand your doubts. It's nothing. More than 90% of the logic in this world has no logic. It's just to convince myself to believe those self-righteous common sense."

"However, you don't have to be so wary of me. I don't plan to take this old house back. After all, it's been a hundred years and it's been repaired so many times. I guess the house is still here. , It’s not the building I lived in.”

Said, Lu Zhou shrugged his shoulders.

"It's just that I haven't been home for so many years. I want to go back to my own home to have a look. It won't make me go for nothing."

"I'm very grateful for your understanding!" Looking at Lu Zhou in surprise, Director Jin nodded slightly, showing some respect at last, "Whether you are really Academician Lu or not, I am willing to accept you as the curator of the museum. , accompany you back to 'home' to have a look."

...

The door opened.

Following in the footsteps of Curator Jin, Lu Zhou finally returned to his home after a century.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar layout, he couldn't help but feel nostalgic in his eyes.

Glancing at him from the side, Curator Jin said with a faint smile.

"How does it feel?"

"It's still like that," Lu Zhou nodded, and after giving a pertinent evaluation, he casually pointed in the room, "It's just that the location of the shoe cabinet is different from what I remembered, and The dress hanging at the door is definitely not mine."

"This... After all these years, it's normal for some places to have discrepancies. They are generally the same. Including the shoe cabinet you mentioned, a lot of furniture here is actually imitated later," Jin coughed dryly. The curator touched the bridge of his nose, and his tone was slightly smug, "Actually, besides the curator of the Lu Zhou Museum, I am also a professor of modern history at Jinling College of Arts and Sciences, and my research direction... happens to be related to you. .”

Lu Zhou froze for a moment, and said with interest.

"I?"

"Yes, in modern historiography, research on you has always been a popular research direction. Huaguo has experienced two technological leaps in modern times, and these two technological leaps can be said to have directly established the current Huaguo's dominance of Pan-Asia. , Pan-Asia dominates the world’s international political landscape.”

"These two technological leaps correspond to two landmark events, one is the successful ignition of controlled fusion, and the other is the establishment of the Lunar Orbit Construction Committee... and both times, you played the role of chief designer. "

Hearing that history had such a high evaluation of him, Lu Zhou couldn't help showing a smile on his face, and continued to ask with interest.

"That's right, then what? What else have you studied?"

"All kinds of things," Director Jin smiled sheepishly, "including your academic career, personal experience, and some rumors about your relationship..."

I don't know if it's his own illusion, but Lu Zhou always feels that this smile is a bit unusual.

At this moment, he heard footsteps upstairs, so he looked at Director Jin and asked.

"Is there anyone else here?"

"It's a cultural tourism activity organized by a nearby middle school. This museum is generally aimed at elementary and middle school students. Most individual tourists just take a photo outside and leave. Few people want to come in and have a look."

Lu Zhou nodded and said nothing after looking around the living room.

"My study is upstairs. I want to go back and have a look...and my bedroom. There shouldn't be any problem, right?"

"Of course not, this way please!"

Following in the footsteps of Director Jin, Lu Zhou walked up the stairs to the second floor.

Just when he stepped onto the second floor, he happened to see a tour guide with a dozen children crowded in the corridor on the side of the second floor, explaining these things around a picture hanging on the wall.

Although he didn't have the impression that he hung this painting in the corridor, Lu Zhou didn't bother to care about these details. After all, this is a museum, so it's normal to hang a few portraits.

However, just as he was about to turn a corner and go to the study with Curator Jin, the voice of the tour guide behind him almost made him spit out blood.

"The portrait in front of us is Academician Lu's young fiancée, Ms. Chen Yushan. Speaking of this Ms. Chen Yushan, the story between the two can be regarded as a poignant love story."

As soon as they heard that it was a love story, the children around were immediately excited.

One of the children standing in the front row immediately asked enthusiastically.

"What's the story?"

"Then it's a long story," the tour guide smiled, and continued in the tone of someone who has experienced it, "It is said that before Academician Lu went to Mars, the two made a marriage contract. As a token of love, Academician Lu He gave her a star and promised to leave a legend about their love on it."

"However, people have misfortunes and blessings, and there are unpredictable things. The Gate of Hell mountain collapsed in the earthquake, Academician Lu failed to return from Mars safely, and Ms. Chen Yushan was heartbroken. She spent a year planting in the desert of the Northwest. After leaving a forest, she resigned from the position of CEO of Xingkong Technology and disappeared from people's sight, and no one saw her again..."

"Some people say that she is dead, and spent the rest of her life alone in that forest. Others say that she is not dead yet, but has gone to a far, far away place in order to fulfill her love for her lover. Promise, continue to write their legend on that star."

Just when the children were listening to the romantic love story with anticipation, a little fat man who didn't have a girlfriend suddenly jumped out and said a word.

"But why did Academician Lu give her a star? That star is not his!"

"this……"

The tour guide looked embarrassed, and when he was about to explain, an unfamiliar voice floated from the side.

"Because Academician Lu is very rich, he spent 10 billion to register an extrastellar exploration fund." Walking behind the group of children, Lu Zhou restrained the urge to grab the collar of Curator Jin next to him, Pointing to the portrait, he said, "This painting, who the hell hung it up!"

Looking at Lu Zhou who suddenly got angry, the tour guide and curator Jin both looked confused.

Curator Jin was the first to react. He winked at the tour guide next to him, and quickly pulled Lu Zhou and said.

"This... I know that this painting was not originally placed here, but our place is a museum after all, so we have to introduce it to tourists who come here—"

"The problem is that you guys are not my fiancée at all!" Lu Zhou said angrily, "This is my student! My fiancée's cousin! Someone else has a name, Han Mengqi!"

Fuck? !

Upon hearing this sentence, Director Jin was immediately choked to death by Lei's saliva.

"Han...Han what? Wait, hang it wrong? No way? This painting has been hanging here for more than 20 years... When I came to this museum, it was here."

Lu Zhou said with a black face.

"You know it or I know it!"

He can even be sure that these guys probably directly used the stills of the documentary "Great Country Scholar" as photos. If he remembered correctly, the heroine of that documentary—that is, Chen Yushan, happened to be played by Han Mengqi.

Thinking that this painting has been hanging here for more than 20 years, Lu Zhou wished he could strangle this guy to death.

It's fine to hang on to others, but to hang on to my own students. This is to make myself lose my life!

After such a commotion, the children who were standing nearby to watch the fun finally recognized his face.

After staring at Lu Zhou for a while, the little fat man who was arguing with the tour guide before had his eyes widened, jumped out immediately, pointed at Lu Zhou and said excitedly.

"Ah, you are Academician Lu!"

"No, didn't the teacher say that you are dead?"

"Speaking of death! Do you know how to be polite?"

"Bah, bah, bah, you don't know how to be polite! Did I say there's something wrong with being dead? If you have to pick out the word, it's also 'died', okay?"

Listening to the words of these brats, the black line on Lu Zhou's forehead became deeper and deeper.

MMP!

Whether to die or not, to die or not...

I'm so fucking alive!

Curator Jin and the tour guide looked at me and I at you, embarrassment written all over their faces.

Hanging up someone else's student as a fiancée, and hanging up for more than 20 years, this is indeed a bit embarrassing.

"What should I do?"

"How about... withdraw first?"

"But……"

Curator Jin gritted his teeth and made a decision.

"There's nothing wrong with it. Regardless of whether Academician Lu is real or not, let's take this painting down first and then talk about it!"