Five in the morning is the darkest time of the night.

On the broad road, the empty and shadowy buildings are like black holes, and they are like real or fake buildings.

When everything is quiet, occasionally the wind blows, and the sound of wiping the ground is extremely clear.

Wearing a green army coat, a backpack and a mask, Xiao Qin quietly waited at the door of the distribution station.

10 Minutes later, a newspaper van came slowly.

Xiao Qin and his colleagues quietly split the two sides, helping the driver of the newspaper delivery truck to unload the newspapers and periodicals belonging to the distribution station. During the whole process, no one spoke, so as to avoid the cold wind pouring into the body.

After the delivery truck left, Xiao Qin and others squatted on the ground again and tied up the unloaded newspapers and magazines according to the number and categories. Then, Xiao Qin mentioned the part he was responsible for, put it on the bicycle and pedaled it hard.

He wants to deliver these newspapers and magazines to the subscribers before dawn.

The wind, the cold.

Xiao Qin has been used to it for a long time. He even pulled the scarf open to let the heat generated by cycling dissipate.

Along the road, a few units of newspapers and magazines into the black door mailbox, you can see the Haidian District genetic engineering laboratory in front, standing on the street with bright lights.

Xiao Qin tut tut two, quickly rode a few times, and then let the bike slide in place, jumped down, said with a smile: "brother Feng, come so early?"

The gatepost of the genetic engineering laboratory is surrounded by glass, but there is a stove burning inside, and the transpiration of hot tea.

Feng Guanghan opened the door with a smile and said, "come in to be warm. You can't come here early. You can't be busy these days."

Xiao Qin, with a smile, leaned his bicycle to the gate, flashed in, and naturally put his hand on the stove. He felt that his whole body was getting hot. Then he said, "it's a good job for you. You can't bask in the sun in summer, but you have a stove in winter."

"Temporary workers, not like you." Feng Guanghan himself was satisfied, and he was modest by the way.

Xiao Qin took over his father's job and finally got the job of delivering newspapers. He was also satisfied with his identity in the establishment, so he said with a smile: "these two days are better, and winter is hard. By the way, pour you a cup of hot water."

With that, Xiao Qin took out his tea cup, poured a full cup of hot tea and began to drink it. Now there is no portable kettle. It's not easy to drink hot water.

Feng Guanghan also likes Xiao Qin to come to the sentry box for a cup of tea every day, especially in the early morning. He is most bored. He is also afraid that he will fall asleep and lose his job.

After half a cup of tea, Xiao Qin felt warm all over. He didn't dare to delay any longer, so he ordered out all the magazines and newspapers that the genetic engineering laboratory had subscribed to. He is in charge of several tabloids and magazines. He runs fewer units and has a longer distance than the newspaper delivery staff of big newspapers like people's daily.

Feng Guanghan divided newspapers and magazines into piles, opened the catalogue and browsed them.

Xiao Qin had already put on his hat and asked curiously, "what are you looking for?"

"See if there are any papers published by the researchers in our laboratory..." Feng Guanghan said, picked up the inside phone, rang twice, and said: "there are papers published by researchers sun and Wang... Yes, it's from this issue... OK, I'll wait."

Xiao Qin was surprised and said, "someone in your unit has published articles."

In this era of literature and art, as long as any writing is printed, it is the object of worship, so the number of hoodwinked girls is unknown.

Although Comrade Xiao Qin is an over aged young man, he still looks at Feng Guanghan.

Feng Guanghan was a little proud. He laughed twice, and the Beijing accent that he had just learned came out: "as usual, our unit is engaged in scientific research, and we will publish articles when we make achievements."

"Do you really do scientific research?" Xiao Qin blurted out.

Feng Guanghan gave him a puzzled look and said, "what else?"

Xiaoqin said with a smile: "I see your unit lights up from morning till night, and those who do scientific research work in the early morning?"

"Why not? That's how our unit is." Feng Guanghan said it was painful. Yang Rui doesn't ask him and other employees to go to work early or late every day. However, when the researchers all volunteer to go to work, Feng Guanghan thinks about it and feels embarrassed to work eight hours.

Furthermore, fengguanghan is still a temporary worker, so how can he not perform well.

Xiao Qin expressed his sigh, and his heart suddenly balanced a lot. He works early every day, and the temperature is low in the early morning. But as long as he finishes his morning work, the task of the day will be completed, and the rest of the time will be at his own disposal. Compared with Feng Guanghan, who has to get up early and return late, and other people in his unit, he doesn't know where the beauty is."You're busy. I'll finish the rest." Xiao Qin came out of the guard box, closed the door, looked up at the still dark sky, his heart was full of happiness.

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Dada dada.

When Xiao Qin pushed up his bicycle, suspicious footsteps suddenly sounded behind him.

Xiao Qin turned his head fiercely and saw a dark shadow running from far and near.

Under the dim halo of the sentry box, the speed of the shadow is extremely fast, the outline is extremely large, and the sound of trampling on the ground is extremely loud.

Xiao Qin froze with a cry.

A few seconds later, the shadow showed his true face and rushed into the guard box immediately: "Xiao Feng, do you have my name?"

"Yes, congratulations to researcher sun. Your paper has been published." Feng Guanghan is very pleased to say that he is the youngest in the laboratory, and it doesn't hurt him to say something nice.

Besides, Feng Guanghan, like Xiao Qin, admires the researcher in the laboratory. He joined the army after graduating from junior high school. Although he also studied some cultural courses in the army, he doesn't pay much attention to them. Nowadays, not to mention publishing articles, it's the limit of his ability to write a complete examination. Looking at the forms, images, and articles in journals, he doesn't know how to be strict Fengguanghan still has some feelings about numbers and nouns.

It's a different life. It's around, but it doesn't belong to him.

With emotion, Feng Guanghan handed sun Zhengchu's Journal of animal husbandry and veterinary medicine to him.

Today's journals are plain in appearance. In addition to the black and white patterns, the names of several important papers are listed on the covers.

At a glance, sun Zhengchu saw his own name on the cover and the title of his paper.

"Published, so fast." Sun Zhengchu was surprised. Even if I met Zheng Xiu, editor in chief of the Journal of animal husbandry and veterinary medicine, I still feel incredible about the papers published in that month.

This is a complete subversion of his understanding. It's just like shopping without food stamps in the previous 10 years, which has changed his common sense.

"Congratulations to researcher sun." Xiaoqin thought it was interesting, and he also congratulated with a smile. He had delivered newspapers for several years, and he still said "thank you, thank you." At this time, Feng Guanghan woke up and said thanks again and again. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Feng Guanghan and Xiao Qin respectively.

Two people are not polite, smiling point up, very happy.

Sun Zhengchu also gave himself a point, and then slowly opened the journal, slowly turned to his paper page, suddenly thought of the signature, and a little nervous.

There are only four signatures on the paper. Yang Rui's corresponding author's signature is in the list. Sun Zhengchu's sun Zhengchu takes a hard puff of smoke, and he is intoxicated. In a trance, he only feels that his scientific research career in the past ten years has been wasted.

If he had met such a laboratory earlier, and such a person in charge as Yang Rui, what would he be like? Sun Zhengchu didn't dare to think about it.

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