The Big Bang was just a "shell" on the outermost layer, and the two halves that flew away formed a hollow area.

In the lower right corner of the shell, there is a palm-sized golden nameplate with the creator's name written on it.

[Creator:negativeparticles]

Negative particles.

This phrase perfectly completed a pounding blow to Zhou Ziheng's heart.

[Donor: Zhou Ziheng]

There is also a message engraved below.

[The vast universe cannot be private, but it can be stored in the eyes of pursuing ideals.]

As he entered the center of the "Big Bang", he was like stepping into a vacuum universe. The noisy discussion closed in an instant and disappeared in Zhou Ziheng's ears. His steps became slow, and his heart was deceived by the feeling of weightlessness and floated.

Inside the shell is a little boy cast in copper, with a small rose in his chest pocket. He holds a book in both hands, and the pages are connected to two rotating and rising spirochetes, one of which is composed of many white particles, and the other is black. The two completely opposite forces repel each other in attraction and blend in confrontation.

Positive particles and negative particles tangle and dance together in the Milky Way.

The little boy holding the book raised his head, and Zhou Ziheng also raised his head, his eyes moving up little by little with the beautiful spirochete.

At the center of the Big Bang, at the top of the collision and fusion of positive and negative particles, a planet hangs.

In Zhou Ziheng's gentle eyes as he looked up, it shone quietly.

"I would like to ask you a question for outstanding graduates from the School of Physics."

A familiar voice came from behind, which was the lowest probability that Zhou Ziheng had expected before seeing the sculpture.

The radio signal sent from this vivid and beautiful space station travels through billions of light years, brushes away the bright star dust floating and spreads, and breaks into his lonely and quiet universe.

Turning back, his eyes hit the spaceship catching up with the speed of light and landing on the face that was more beautiful than the nebula.

The suspended heart arrives at his destination in his smile.

Xia Xiqing stretched out his right hand behind him, and the hand wrapped in gauze held a red rose and handed it over. He looked up and pointed to the glowing star, with innocent and gentle eyes.
Chapter completed!