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Brother Hao, where did you get this painting? I also want to make one. After Fang Bing entered the hall, he felt a burst of momentum erupting when he looked at the painting in the center.

On Taobao, Taobao. Wang Hao said without looking back.

There's still this thing for sale, how much? Fang Bing asked quickly, looking at the painting blankly.

A few hundred, I don't remember.

There is not much furniture in the villa now, but there are still sofas in the hall, and there are beds in several rooms. He plans to wait for his parents to come over and arrange them together.

After Wang Hao replied, he sat on the sofa, called up the monitoring design and looked at it. After thinking about it, he tapped a few keys, and a message of transmission appeared on the screen.

This is an engineering robot that is transmitted to the outside assembly. Naturally, he does not want to install it himself, so he will leave it to the robot to complete it.

Brother Hao, that's not right. I don't think it looks like your name here. After Fang Bing looked at the whole painting, he stared blankly at the place where the signature was signed.

Oh, the person who sold my painting added it, and charged me 50 yuan more for the signature. Wang Hao glanced at Fang Bing and said without blinking.

If you let Fang Bing know that he painted it, you don't have to think about the result.

This finally appeased a wave of Fang Bing's Transformers dream, but he didn't want to be entangled by Fang Bing again because of the painting.

Give me that website, and I'll buy one too. Fang Bing Lao felt a little weird about this, but he couldn't think of any problems.

In fact, this is also related to Fang Bing's knowledge. Fang Bing is a complete layman in Chinese painting, and he has no idea what this painting represents. He just feels that the artistic conception expressed by this painting is very clear.

There is no other feeling, I think other paintings are the same.

Uh, I'll be busy for a while, and I'll find you later. Wang Hao's face darkened slightly, and he looked at the computer with a serious look.

By the way, my parents will come over tomorrow and have a meal together in the evening. Wang Hao thought about it for a while, and quickly changed the subject. Now, about Chinese painting, he can hide it for a while.

Okay, are you eating outside or? Fang Bing didn't think much about it.

right here,

I cook. Originally, according to the customs in this area of ​​Gancheng, such a happy housewarming needs to be organized in a special way.

But Wang Hao didn't have many relatives anymore, and he didn't want to be too troublesome, so he thought that after Zhang's father and mother came over, he would just invite some acquaintances to eat at will.

Aunt and uncle are here? Can you pick me up?

No, I came by car.

Wang Hao shook his head. Gancheng is about 500 kilometers away from Changnan City. If you drive, it will only take about five and a half hours, and the distance is not far.

bell bell bell

Wang Hao glanced at the phone in surprise and picked it up.

Liu Xiao, why are you free to call me? Wang Hao said in surprise.

Wang Hao, you won't forget it, you won't come to see the school, but I've been waiting for you. Principal Liu said with a smile. At first, he thought that after he said it, Wang Hao estimated that he would be gone in a few days. It will come, but after waiting for more than ten days, now he can't wait any longer.

Because it was going to be a holiday soon, Wang Hao still didn't come.

Then I will come to school next Monday, okay? Wang Hao patted his head, thinking of Liu Xiao, who had promised Gancheng No. 1 Middle School before, to go to school a few years ago.

Okay, that's it.

Liu Xiao hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Brother Hao, what is the matter with Liu School of Gancheng No. 1 Middle School looking for you? Fang Bing said curiously.

I'm not sure, let me go back to school and take a look. Wang Hao didn't think about this issue. Since Liu Xiao said to let him go back to school, now that the time is approaching the end of the year, he also put most of the things aside. .

In terms of time, he still has plenty of time.

Let's just leave for half a year. I feel like it's been a long time since I left Gancheng No. 1 Middle School. I'll go back to school with you next Monday to have a look. Fang Bing felt like a long time had passed.

You have the illusion of a more fulfilling life. Wang Hao glanced at Fang Bing. In fact, he also had the same feeling. If he had lived a fulfilling life, he would feel that time had passed for a long time.

Fang Bing has this illusion, and so does he.

Put the assembled robot in that corner, and install the monitoring equipment. The ladder is there. Wang Hao watched the robot move the assembled robot in, pointed to the monitoring equipment, and pointed to a staircase.

These robots have not yet installed the power core, because of the time, the engine has been improved, only one has been produced, and the others are estimated to be in a few days.

Instruction received. The robot's voice sounded, like a scan, and after a few glances, his legs did not move, and he directly used the pulley to move towards the monitoring equipment.

Very flexible to remove the monitoring package, took another triangular staircase and walked out.

Wang Hao had already transmitted the design drawing of the monitoring to the robot. The route map has also been planned, so naturally he doesn't need to worry about it.

Brother Hao, does this robot still climb stairs to install it? Fang Bing revealed curiosity in his eyes.

Well, the stable and stable system is installed, and the movements are actually similar to people... Before Wang Hao finished speaking, he heard a bang outside.

Like something fell.

What is this sound? Fang Bing was startled and looked outside curiously.

The robot fell. Wang Hao glanced at the computer and said indifferently.

Teacher...Teacher, the robot fell down and fell down the stairs. It looked like it fell hard, and it climbed the stairs again after it fell.

Fang Bing was about to speak when Ling Yan's voice came in.

Brother Hao, didn't you say there is a stabilization system? Fang Bing heard Ling Yan's words and knew the reason for the loud noise.

A stable system requires memory. Just like a child learning to walk, growth requires a price. It is estimated that he will fall down in a while. Wang Hao glanced outside and said indifferently.

Wang Hao's words just fell, and there was another 'bang', which made Fang Bing have the urge to cover his face. He knew that the robot fell again, and the sound was as loud as before.

Looking at Wang Hao's calm face, sitting in front of the computer, looking at the computer in a hurry, a black line appeared on Fang Bing's forehead.

Hearing the sound of the fall, he felt distressed, how high-tech the robot is, but in Wang Hao's eyes, it has become an experiment again.

Will it break the robot? Fang Bing rubbed his eyebrows and said with a distressed expression on his face.

It's resistant to falling. Besides, if it is broken, just repair it and continue to use it. Wang Hao looked at the data on the computer and nodded. These data are the results of the self-adjustment of the robot's stable system.

... Fang Bing couldn't find any words to describe it and listened to the voices outside.

Bang...bang....

However, the interval between the sounds became longer and longer, and at the end, it slowly disappeared. Fang Bing knew that this is what Wang Hao said, growing up...