"Fang, wake up."
"I haven't slept, Zhang."
Fang Lin flipped over from the bed and then realized the person waking him up wasn't Zhang Zhiguang, but Li Wei.
"Director Li!"
Li Wei glanced at the pants Fang Lin was wearing and understood that the latter must also be too excited to sleep, which was quite normal.
It was now 3 a.m. on July 1st, and the three astronauts were woken up one by one, even as the sky outside in the summer heat of Qiongzhou remained dark.
Li Wei draped a coat over Fang Lin's shoulders, standing on his toes to neatly adjust the folds at the shoulders.
"Green military coat, I just picked up one at random back then, and now it's almost become a tradition."
Fang Lin: "Then let's all share in your good luck and achieve success the moment we arrive."
Li Wei smiled, told him to get ready, and then went to wake the other two.
