……
Finally, at 4 o'clock in the morning on Monday, Jiang Yan successfully completed all the work, sprayed the paint on it, and printed the logo of Jiangjiang Toy Factory.
In order to prevent the newly painted paint from fading, Jiang Yan protected the entire car with an iron cover.
Jiang Yan looked at his watch. It was only 4:[-] in the morning, which was still early.
He immediately came to Jiang Xiaomeng's bedroom and knocked on the door vigorously.
"Sister! Wake up!! Receive the goods!!"
Chapter 2 If you don't know gizmos, don't sign up randomly!
"Little Meng!"
"Little Meng!"
"Wake up!!"
Jiang Yan knocked on Jiang Xiaomeng's bedroom door and shouted loudly.
After a while, Jiang Xiaomeng's yell came from the bedroom.
"Jiang Yan, you are going to die!"
"4 in the morning! You wake me up?"
Jiang Yan chuckled.
"Great time, what are you going to sleep on? Wake up!"
"As the saying goes, there is no need to sleep too much when you are alive, you can sleep forever after death..."
With a bang, the bedroom door was pulled open by Xiaomeng and hit the wall.
Jiang Xiaomeng had a gloomy face, and a pair of resentful eyes stared at Jiang Yan viciously.
Just when she was about to pounce on Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan hurriedly got down to business with a nervous face.
"Sister, calm down, let's take a look at your goods."
At this time, Jiang Xiaomeng's drowsiness had faded a lot. Hearing this, she immediately lifted her spirits.
"Gizmo, finished?"
Jiang Yan nodded proudly.
The two came to the small warehouse outside the house.
When Jiang Yan opened the warehouse door, Jiang Xiaomeng stared wide-eyed, almost spurting out a mouthful of old blood.
"Jiang Yan! After all these days of work, you made me an iron cube? This is not as good as my paper airplane."
"You're a big iron cube. I just finished painting the car and protected it with a shell. If some dust falls on it, it will all be ruined."
Jiang Xiaomeng looked at Jiang Yan suspiciously.
"Brother, will this little invention you made work?"
Jiang Yan sneered.
"Ok?"
"Let me tell you the truth, this toy car has black technology that you can't imagine."
"Fully intelligent AI voice control."
"Fully automatic safe driving!"
"The strongest anti-gravity system!"
"You can go up to nine days to embrace the bright moon!"
"Go down to the East China Sea to catch Jiaolong!"
……
"That's right! Brother, stop talking, I believe, can't I believe you?"
"True?"
"I believe you a ghost!"
Although Jiang Xiaomeng concluded that Jiang Yan was talking nonsense, she didn't mind.
Because she was originally there to make soy sauce, as long as she didn't bring a paper airplane to the stage, she would do anything.
In order to be able to go to the classroom to sleep on time, the two of them finished their breakfast, Jiang Yan drove the small truck at home, and together with Jiang Xiaomeng, transported the toy car to the gate of the experimental primary school.
After arguing with the guard for a long time, the toy car was successfully transported to the gizmo competition venue.
"Sister, the paint isn't dry yet, so wait until you're on stage to open it."
"I know, I know!"
"It's okay, I'll go to school to sleep, and then you can control the toy car with your voice."
Jiang Xiaomeng was taken aback when he heard that.
"Huh? Why do you control it by voice?"
Jiang Yan's expression suddenly became serious again.
"You can control it, go to the nine heavens to embrace the bright moon, and go down to the East China Sea..."
Before Jiang Yan could finish speaking, Jiang Xiaomeng interrupted him.
"You can do it, let's go!"
Jiang Xiaomeng couldn't listen to Jiang Yan's endless bullshit anymore, so he pushed him out of elementary school.
Regardless of whether the toy car really has so many fancy functions as Jiang Yan said.
Jiang Xiaomeng didn't want to perform at all.
She just wanted to get a participation award.
When the time comes, get on stage, unbox, applaud, and get off stage.
She has already thought out the whole process, the only thing that worries her is the appearance of this toy car.
The toy car that Dad built was really ugly. Even though Jiang Yan had repainted it, Jiang Xiaomeng was still worried.
the other side.
Jiang Yan came to the classroom of Class 1, Senior One early, found his seat, put on a good posture, put on earplugs, and fell asleep soundly.
Now just wait patiently for the results.
He has not slept for two days and must sleep well today.
……
Dajiang City Experimental Primary School, the [-]th Gizmodo Contest is about to start.
Jiang Xiaomeng's big iron box caught the attention of the students in the class.
"Hahaha, Xiaomeng, I told you, don't sign up if you don't know gizmos. Big iron boxes are not considered gizmos. You'll be ashamed now."
"Xiaomeng, do you want me to fold a paper airplane for you to compete in? It must be better than your iron box, hehe."
Jiang Xiaomeng sat on the big iron box and shook hands at them.
"Go, go, what do you know?"
"My dad's toy car is so ugly, I asked my brother to repaint it, and it's not dry yet?"
Xiaohong and Jiang Xiaomeng have the best relationship in the class. She reminded Jiang Xiaomeng: "Xiaomeng, if you take your family's toy car to the competition, the judges will definitely give you a low score."
Jiang Xiaomeng looked indifferent, "I'm just a soy saucer, why do I care about scoring?"
Jiang Xiaomeng's indifferent attitude left everyone speechless.
At this moment, the students suddenly became commotion.
"Look, why are there so many reporters here?"
With an exclamation, all the students discovered the abnormality.
"Our school's gizmo competition won't be on TV, right?"
"I do not know."
……
Amidst the doubts of the crowd,
Several high-end commercial vehicles slowly drove into the primary school,
Immediately, the hearts of all the students accelerated.The discussion suddenly became noisy.
Surrounded and watched by everyone, an old man with white hair got off the leading car.
Many classmates and teachers recognized this person, and there was another commotion at the scene.
"Look quickly! That's Liu Tianhe! I saw him in the documentary about approaching science."
"That's right, students! He is Liu Tianhe. Our country's fourth-generation and fifth-generation fighters are all made according to his manuscripts!"
"Oh my god, that's amazing! I'm so excited!"
"Is our elementary school so powerful? Can such a powerful person be invited here?"
……
The school leaders greeted them, and the reporters also started live broadcasting.
"Everyone, I'm currently at Dajiang Experimental Primary School. That old gentleman is the chief engineer of the South Academy of Sciences, Liu Tianhe, Professor Liu."
"Professor Liu participated in and designed the fourth-generation and fifth-generation fighter jets of our country. He once presented two sharp swords to the Chinese Air Force that can frighten all directions!"
……
in the public eye.
Liu Tianhe took the microphone from the school.
Surrounded by everyone, he came to the center of the competition ring.
He was smiling and kind,
But he actually refused in his heart.
He didn't want to come out to show his face at all, especially when he had to face a group of hairy kids who didn't understand anything.
It's all Dean Zhou's fault!
It is said that the propaganda work of the Southern Academy of Sciences should start from the baby.
I also helped myself contact and arrange the publicity work of this competition.
Although he didn't agree with this kind of propaganda, he was the dean after all.
At this time, Liu Tianhe could only sigh silently in his heart.
He adjusted his mood and recalled a little, the speech he had prepared before.
"Hello, kids, I'm Liu Tianhe from the Southern Academy of Sciences, Old Man Liu."
Mr. Liu's joking self-deprecation immediately amused the students.
"I heard that you have a gizmo contest here, so I sneaked over here immediately. I hope that in the meeting over there, no one will notice that there is an old man missing."
As he spoke, the students laughed again.
"I'm old, and I don't have any hobbies. I just like technology and innovation."
"I came here today just to see what level of technological innovation our country's Huaguduo have reached."
"I hope that among you, there will be some technological genius."
"I hope that some of you will be able to design a seventh-generation or eighth-generation fighter in the not-too-distant future and contribute to the prosperity of the motherland."
Chapter 3 Then, I'll make a fool of myself!
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