The holiday of the first semester of senior high school comes in a hurry. The temporary cramming class is fixed. The final exam is a psychological evaluation paper with a full score of 100, which is also included in the total score.

It's not surprising that the score of psychological evaluation is the academic achievement.

Strange enough, everyone in Lu Zhengkang's class got full marks.

After the exam, the students are still in the classroom, with a student tablet in hand. Looking at the papers sent by the teachers, they have no waves in their hearts, and they have leisure to talk with each other.

The atmosphere of Yonghang No.1 middle school is more relaxed than that of Ninghu middle school, and everyone is more casual on weekdays, but the academic pressure is still huge, and there are few free time to chat.

Taking advantage of the gap between the exams, the kids are talking happily, but they also know that they will be separated for half a month soon. Without the company of their peers, they will be bored and unbearable at home. Maybe they go out to play and are forced by their homework. On weekdays in school to see things around day by day without change, both inside and outside the desk are cumbersome paper, but once you leave school, but rather miss.

Lu Zhengkang sat at the back of the classroom with his arms in his arms, looking at the happy faces around him, but his mind was digging brain holes in the system. Today's daily tasks have been completed. He continued to accumulate insight, and must open up the hidden conditions of alchemy.

Zhang yingxuan came over and patted him on the shoulder. The old man accompanied him all the way to high school, the same school and the same dormitory, which had never changed. The junior high school friends, Zhou Ping, Wei Changjun, Zou Jiaqi and Bai fengzhe, all stayed in the Department of Ninghu advanced education high school.

Only Zhang yingxuan, a serious classmate, has been walking with Lu Zhengkang. After the rebellious period of junior high school, now he returns to the upright appearance, straight back, square face, sword eyebrows and stars, just as his father expected, a mature human with inner strength.

"Lu Zhengkang, do you have any plans for winter vacation?"

"I don't have any plans. I'll play games, write my homework, go to the rural areas, and then go to the nursing home to see my grandfather." Xiaolu's winter vacation life is a stagnant pool, "where are you going to travel?"

"They are all blocked, and they can only travel in China." Zhang yingxuan hesitated, "my father is still doing business with Lao maozi. I don't know if something will happen."

Lu Zhengkang was surprised, "when did you go?"

"A week ago, I didn't go alone. I had a national mission. It's said that the father of bionic man in the United States is in laomaozi's side. This time, my father may be working as a consultant in the diplomatic team. " Zhang yingxuan said in a cool tone, which was quite classy for a time.

"Oh - great." Lu Zhengkang gives a thumbs up to show his praise.

The conversation between the two of them spread out gradually, and students from all over the world joined in one after another.

At this time, a ruddy and perfect looking woman came into the front door of the classroom. She was a substitute for the class. Her surname was Cen. She was wearing high heels and striding to the platform. She clapped her hands. Everyone quieted down and sat back to their original position to listen.

"Students, please sit down for a while. There's a notice from the school. Your head teacher will come later, and the students whose names are called will come to 302. We have a questionnaire to do. One by one, it should take quite a long time. If it's too late today, you can stay. Those who have talked can leave, but those who haven't been called will come tomorrow. "

Everyone began to howl. They didn't expect that there would be procrastination after class and during holidays. It was too painful.

The head teacher came in and looked at Mr. Cen with a smile to show his friendliness. When he turned to look at the students, he immediately sank his face, "don't talk nonsense. You can leave as soon as you finish it. Now you are free, you can do your homework for a while. Don't chat as soon as you have time. The college entrance examination will be held in two years. Although you are a freshman in high school, you have to hold fast. OK, I don't say you. I know what you think First, Lu Zhengkang, you go first. "

Everyone turned their heads to Xiaolu. He scratched his head and stood up slowly.

"Don't dally, hurry up." The head teacher yelled.

"I see!" Lu Zhengkang answered and trotted to Mr. Cen with a grin.

"Come on."

302 is the consultation room. When Lu Zhengkang came in, there were already two people in it. One was a tall and healthy man, and the other was a psychological teacher, surnamed Wang, female. Mr. Cen said hello to them and told Lu Zhengkang to sit on the chair.

The interior decoration style is cold, with a simple sense of efficiency. The chair under Lu Zhengkang's butt is covered with leather and iron. It's not very hard, but it's not comfortable. In front of me, there is a silver hemispherical metal instrument on the gray plastic desk.

Sitting opposite Mr. Wang took out an answer sheet, "Lu Zhengkang, right?"

"Yes."

"I have a few questions. You can answer them. Time is tight. You should think faster. Now put your hand on this core quantifier. "

"Well." Lu Zhengkang put his right hand on the silver metal hemisphere and felt cool. He shook his legs and felt nervous about going to the examination room.

The tall man over there has a pair of dead steel eyes. His eyes are just like the searchlight in the dark night, which makes people dare not get close to him. It directly produces fear, as if the light in the searchlight hides a fatal bullet, but the darkness is a gentle dwelling."The first question, the ship of Theseus, if all the organs of a human being are replaced by cloned parts, can the human be regarded as the original self?" Mr. Wang's voice is sweet and looks moving, but his words are restrained to the point of depression.

Lu Zhengkang asked, "have you changed your brain?"

"Of course, in modern medicine, we have enough technology to completely copy human consciousness in another brain."

"Count it."

"Not sure?"

"Sure, count."

"Well, second question, what is the standard for defining good people and bad people?"

"The law."

"Not morality?"

"No

"Well, the third question, is the personality higher than the collective will?"

“……”

"No idea?"

"I don't know."

"Well, the fourth question is, now you are in the simulation cabin, and you are enjoying a five mature M7 and beef steak, but in fact, what you eat is a substitute liquid food. What you see is no different from the steak, and the feeling of fullness is the same. Do you think this is a kind of self deception

“……”

"Or not?"

"I will. It's cheating." Lu Zhengkang's palms are sweating, and he moistens the so-called core quantifier. He awkwardly wipes the spherical surface with his sleeve, and then takes a handkerchief to suck up the sweat from his palms.

"Don't be nervous. Last question, do you think time will be defeated by time? Please explain why. "

"Yes, time is only a concept after all. When people who understand the concept are taken away by time, time doesn't matter."

"Thank you for your answer, Lu Zhengkang. You can go back."

"Did I pass?"

"It's just a questionnaire."

"And the result?"

"The results are unknowable to you. Don't care