From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

He pinched her feet, which were small, not even as big as his palm.

I really don't know how she looks like this, but every part of her just hits his aesthetic point.

After putting on shoes, Meng Liu shouted again, "I want to wash my face and brush my teeth."

"I've squeezed the toothpaste for you."

Meng Liu narrowed his eyes and said, "Brush it for me."

Before Yue Qiyan could answer, Li Mingxian frowned and spoke: "Meng Liu, I have to say something to you. You are already an adult, why do you still let others do everything for you?"

He finally experienced what it meant to be spoiled by being spoiled.

It turns out that being good-looking really allows you to do whatever you want. Even a handsome guy like Yue Qi Yan is willing to be someone's slave.

Meng Liu raised one eye: "Yue Qi Yan, you don't want to?"

"No." He retorted subconsciously, but felt that his words were a bit cold, so he hurriedly added, "My pleasure."

Li Ming: “…”

He is such a jerk! Why is he giving orders blindly? People are willing to fight and be beaten.

After washing up, they gathered in the playground. Everyone else was busy moving bricks. Yue Qi Yan found the prison guard. It was unknown what the two of them said to each other. They seemed to be arguing for a while. The prison guard nodded in embarrassment.

After Yue Qi Yan left, Meng Liu went over again.

"Why do you have so many requests today? You are here to be reformed! Don't assume that it will be the same as when you were outside!"

Meng Liu nodded in agreement: "Yes, what is the purpose of prison reform? Isn't it to make us useful to society and the country when we are released from prison in the future! Now our research is for the sake of the country. Think about it, how do foreign countries sanction us every time there is a conflict because they have top-notch chips?! We invest a lot of manpower and material resources every year but still cannot develop chips of the same level. We can only import them with our noses pinched. Can you tolerate it? As the saying goes, you can't fight for your reputation without making money. We are a great country with a history of 5,000 years. I don't believe we can't do it!"

The prison guard was so excited by Meng Liu's words, but it was useless if the warden was not excited too. He was just a small civil servant and had no right to make any promises.

Meng Liu pulled Wang Ming, who was exhausted from working, over and said, "He is a top student from the University of Electronic Science and Technology of China."

Then he pulled the two Mings and Yue Qi Yan over.

"He is an outstanding graduate of XX University, a key university in XX Province."

"He has won the XX University Outstanding Scholarship for four consecutive years."

"He is the top scorer in the college entrance examination with a score of over 700!"

"Where are we lacking? Why can't we develop top-notch chips?"

The prison guards were stunned by the fright, and the others felt embarrassed. Only Yue Qi Yan accepted it well. He remembered that he had not told Meng Liu that he was the top scorer in the college entrance examination.

The other inmates all put down their work.

He nudged Li Ming with his elbow: "Wow, I didn't realize you were so capable."

"What a waste of talent! How did you, a group of top students, end up in jail?"

"It seems like we will be super beautiful in the next second and become the best in the world!"

Although they are all prisoners, they still have basic national self-confidence. In other words, even if they have done wrong, their love for their country and family is no less than that of ordinary people.

So most of the discussions were positive jokes and banter.

Only a big guy with tattoos on his face came out with a gloomy face and pulled Wang Ming over: "I don't care what you want to do, but don't drag my Xiao Ming into this."

"Chen Ming, this is a great thing that benefits the country and the people. It's a good thing that Wang Ming can participate! Don't always control him."

Chen Ming turned around and spat at him: "What do you know? Do you want your wife to hang out with a bunch of men every day?"

The man stopped talking, thinking that this made sense.

Zhang Ming wondered, "But Wang Ming is not your wife."

"How can he not be? I've been protecting him since he went to prison."

Li Ming continued: "But he's not with us. He still hangs out with a bunch of men every day."

Wang Ming is a man. Why doesn’t he hang out with men but with women?

We can't deprive someone of the right to make friends just because he is a weak female 0.

It was a bit too much to not let him mix with the men in a men's prison.

Seeing that no one was working and was openly slacking off, the prison guard got so angry that he took an electric baton and hit the table twice.

"Disperse! Disperse! Don't you know that you are not allowed to gather in prison? What do you want to do? Rebellion! If you don't finish today's work, you won't be allowed to eat lunch!"

A group of people went back to carry bricks in disappointment, complaining in low voices.

“Even worse than those black-hearted coal bosses.”

"Is this really a prison or a black coal mine? Why can't we finish the work and not eat?"

"The landlords in the 1950s and 1960s weren't so heartless!"

"Forget it, forget it. Who told us that we have no human rights when we make mistakes? We are locked up and we are left to be punished by them."

The prison guard didn't hear the discussion, and only said to Meng Liu: "It's a good thing that you have this intention, but you can see that there is so much work to do in prison every day. You have to move bricks in the morning and operate the sewing machine in the afternoon. Even if the warden agrees, you don't have time to study."

Meng Liu rolled her eyes and said, "There are so many people in our prison, it doesn't matter if we are missing five people. If we divide the work of five people among everyone, each person will just move two more bricks and make two more bras. Talents like us should naturally be put in the right positions to do more important things, don't you think?"

Anyway, I would rather my friend die than let myself die.

It would be great if I could get rid of all these messy physical work because of research.

Meng Liu said this in a very low voice, for she was afraid that others would hear it and cause public outrage.

The prison guard was a little speechless. No matter how much he liked Meng Liu, he could not agree to this request. If he really agreed, others would follow suit and everyone would claim to want to do research, and there would be no one to do the work!

Meng Liu just mentioned it casually. It would be great if you agreed, but it wouldn't be a big deal if you didn't agree.

Regardless of whether she agreed or not, she never did any work by herself.

"I'll think about it, you go ahead and do your work."

Meng Liu grabbed his sleeve and said, "No, just tell the warden when you change shifts later. We are serious about this. Take a look at my plan."

She took out two pieces of paper, which detailed the process and difficulties of chip manufacturing.

The prison guards were not trained in this field, so they couldn’t understand it. But the more they didn’t understand, the more mysterious it seemed to them.

What about market demand and technology trend analysis, architecture design, circuit design and simulation, process selection and optimization, tape-out and testing, feedback and iteration, mass production and market promotion...

Not to mention fooling laymen, even an expert standing here would not be able to tell where the defects are.

“Think about why we always rank last in the prison’s year-end evaluation?

I heard that there was a death row inmate who developed a brushless motor the day before he was executed, and successfully commuted his death sentence to life imprisonment. He then improved the system loopholes in the prison and changed his sentence to fixed-term imprisonment.

That detention center eventually became a national model detention center! There are only 20 such centers in the country!

Think about the bonuses that the warden and prison guards received that year. Give it a try. If it doesn't work, it's just a waste of money on materials. But what if it does work?"