C position for 12 years, go home to farm

He Jun said it in a slightly joking tone, but it was rather vague.

When he first wrote Pogo Seesaw, he really wrote it casually.It was only later that a teacher saw this "spring seesaw" and thought it was a bit interesting, turned around and checked the information, and helped to apply for a patent.The whole process cannot be summed up in a few sentences at all.

They even had someone make two models, big and small.The big model is for playing, and the small model is for viewing.

During the period when the application was successful, the company received a lot of letters from companies that cast a wide net and wanted to buy this patent.But a few of them didn't intend to go to toy designers, so they only took it as an experience, and they didn't even pay the subsequent patent annual fee by themselves.

Several people from Vacation had just formed a group at that time, running wildly on both sides of the school and the company all day long.In the case of both cultural and art classes, they have to go through commercial announcements, and they are too busy to worry about too many things.

Earlier, He Jun mentioned asking Lao Liu to make something interesting to apply for a patent. Unexpectedly, after a while, the topic was brought up again.

Lao Liu didn't know about the old history of Vacation. After being shocked by the "patent", his thoughts moved slightly: "I'll look back and see. If it works, apply for it, and if it doesn't work, just do it yourself."

He Jun smiled: "I will introduce you to the teacher who helped us apply for a patent back then."

Old Liu thanked and nodded: "Okay."

Regardless of whether the patent is applied for or not, the cooling circulating water curtain is still to be done.After Lao Liu finished writing the general idea, he discussed with He Jun about the size of the waterwheel and water curtain, and made a purchase list for He Jun.

The wood factory has enough wood and hardware materials, but there are really no other materials.They need plastic water pipes, sound-proof sponges, etc., and they have to purchase them separately.

Both the waterwheel and the water curtain will come into contact with water. In order to prevent water leakage, Lao Liu also needs several barrels of waterproof materials: "In the past, the wood of our wooden boats was soaked in tung oil, painted, and the waterproof effect is good. It can be preserved for hundreds of years. Now it is convenient. Just buy a few buckets of paint and let it dry."

He Jun responded and sent the materials to the group again.

The teaching and discussion time was very fast. He Jun and Guan Zhengyang stayed in the wood factory for half a day, and selected wood with Lao Liu.Lao Liu is very pragmatic, he did what he said, and first made the water "transportation" groove.

He chose a piece of wood, and after easily dividing it into nine points, he hollowed out the middle, and punched two holes at the bottom that did not go through, and he chose it directly.

He Jun didn't react when he looked at it.

Lao Liu used two arms-thick bifurcated wood as a bracket to support this piece of wood, and a section of water tank that can be placed on the ground was completed.

After reacting, He Jun and Guan Zhengyang applauded enthusiastically: "Old Liu is amazing!"

Old Liu chuckled, "That's right!"

Old Liu made a move, and it was impossible for He Jun and Guan Zhengyang to completely watch.The two were in charge of delivering tools at the beginning, and then they were assigned some simple tasks by Lao Liu to help out.

The other three people from Vacation finished their work and rode their bicycles to meet He Jun and Guan Zhengyang.Teams of two helpers quickly turned into teams of five.The entire woodwork factory was filled with the exclamation of electrical appliances running and several people from Vacation.

As time passed, night fell.

Lao Liu, who had been working all afternoon, went home for dinner, and so did the rest of Vacation.

Five bicycles rode from the wood factory back to the rice fields.

He Jun rode at the front, thinking about the precautions for installing the waterwheel mentioned by Lao Liu when he was working, and was a little distracted. He didn't regain consciousness until the bicycle was bumped by a stone.

Ye Hao rode not far away, yawned big, and said vaguely against the wind: "I feel a little tired today. I guess it was so comfortable to soak in the hot spring yesterday."

Yawning is contagious, Tong Wenle glanced at it, and then yawned.Qiu Feng noticed and yawned too.Turning around, the five people yawned in turn.

After yawning, sleepiness seems to have surfaced.

He Jun was blowing the evening breeze, and suddenly said: "I want to eat watermelon."

This made everyone a little bit excited.Qiu Feng is familiar with the kitchen: "The program team has bought it, the local 8424, and put it in the corner of the kitchen, so we can eat it secretly."

Vacation is of course willing to do things that can make the program crew frustrated.Several people collectively passed this proposal and decided to open a program group Watermelon tonight.

"What's for dinner?"

"I marinated eggs, chicken wings, chicken feet, chicken legs, and dried tofu in soy sauce in the refrigerator. I will add beer and spices to the rice cooker later to make a lo mei. I have prepared a lot."

"Chef Qiu Feng Sai Gao!"

"Fry two more vegetables."

"I want to eat lettuce with oyster sauce."

"Boiled water is healthy." "I want to consume oil!"

A group of people made noise until they reached the rice fields.In the rice field, ten ducklings live in groups of twos and threes.I don't know how these birds are raised, and they don't like to move at home, and they don't like to move in the rice fields.

The duckling lost its immature charm of goose yellow, occasionally patted its brown wings, the duckling slid with its webs, moved slowly for a certain distance, and stopped moving with its neck curled up.It doesn't have the style of the two hens at home causing trouble everywhere.

It can't be that I came out and followed the bicycle too much, and my feet were tired.

He Jun parked his bicycle, got out of the car, picked up a wooden branch from the edge of the rice field, and drove the duck to the bank.

Feeling the attack from the wooden branch, the ducklings in the rice field were frightened, stretched their necks and hopped around.The other four hurried over to help, coaxing the ducklings running around together: "Duck, go."

Five people drove ten ducks, and finally drove the ducks to one nest.They push a bicycle to lead a row of ducks home.The duck shook its head and walked, leaving wet footprints on the ground.The footprints gradually faded and eventually disappeared.The bicycles surround the ducks and escort them.A group of people returned to Happy Farm in mighty force.

Dinner is ready tonight, and the live broadcast room is open.

Dinner was late today, and the live broadcast room was buzzing with crowds watching the meals of Vacation, marveling at the richness of their ingredients, including meat and vegetables, and even the watermelon served by Qiu Fenggang.

Director Hong's voice was faintly heard in the live broadcast room: "Isn't that the watermelon from our program group? Or did they buy it themselves today?"

Another person answered him with grief and indignation: "It's our watermelon! More than 30 yuan!"

The live broadcast room laughed to death on the spot: "Laughing crazy, Vacation cuts the melons of the program group without any hassle."

"Melon: a thing without owner."

"Qiu Feng: Hey, this melon is big and round, it looks very suitable as a fruit at night."

The barrage was crazily accompanied by lyrics, and the Vacationers in the live broadcast room not only did not pretend to be dead, but also jumped and danced on the bottom line of the program group, acting arrogantly.

Tong Wenle bit off the tip of the watermelon in one bite, and the immersive performance was shocked by the deliciousness of the melon: "This, this is the sweetest bite of the melon heart! It is full of refreshing feeling, and the sweetness is not overwhelming. It is the holy product of melons."

Barrage: "Oops, I want to eat!"

Ye Hao's acting skills are much more exaggerated than Tong Wenle's. After tasting it in one bite, Xizi held his heart together: "Ah, my melon. You are the muse in my dreams."

Barrage: "Laughing to death, Ye Hao's muse is a bit too much~ The flower last time was also the muse in the dream, and this melon is also the muse in the dream."

"Ye Haoli is straightforward: As long as I like it, it is the muse in my dreams."

"Damn, I'll be laughed to death by netizens every day."

Some bullet screens were even more outrageous, and they all said that they were the melon that was eaten, and they had no morals at all.

Guan Zhengyang laughed until his hands shook.I was eating watermelon in a good way, but I couldn't help laughing after taking two bites, but I accidentally choked my trachea.He had to cover his mouth, laugh and cough, and fumble for tissues.

This kind of sand sculpture happened to Guan Zhengyang, and there was no sense of disobedience.

He Jun helped to pull two tissues and handed them over, he couldn't help laughing: "It's just a watermelon."

Qiu Feng nodded cooperatively: "Well, the program team secretly hid two, and I cut another one if it wasn't enough. They also hid purple potatoes and sweet potatoes. I threw a lot of them in the stove just now, and they should be cooked by now. Go get it out."

He Jun paused when he handed over the napkin, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Director Hong hadn't planned to appear in the camera of the live broadcast room. Seeing Qiu Feng get up and go to the kitchen to get purple and sweet potatoes, he immediately got up and chased after him: "Hey, how many roasted sweet potatoes have you baked? I'll try it."

Other members of the program group: "?"

Qiu Fengduan brought out a large plate of small purple and sweet potatoes.

The purple potatoes and sweet potatoes baked in the stove are full of woody fragrance, and they are crumpled just after they are taken out. After peeling off, the layer close to the outer skin is slightly burnt, and the inside is unexpectedly crystal clear.The steaming deliciousness can be transmitted to all parts of the country through the lens.

Originally, Qiu Feng only wanted to feed his teammates, so he didn't cook too much.He didn't expect Director Hong to rely on this as the food of the program group, and use the excuse that the members of Vacation can't eat too much, and snatch the food: "How about you, just taste it. Eating so much at night is not digestible. This kind Sins, we all share equally."

This is said with righteousness and righteousness, without a guilty conscience.

Considering that the sugar content is really high today, He Jun and the others almost ended the battle after just one bite of purple and sweet potatoes.

It was a lively dinner.

Guan Zhengyang went back to the room and took out a small and beautiful ukulele from his luggage: "Is there anything you want to hear today? The song of our group?"

Various song titles of Vacation were frantically reported on the barrage, and many people were amazed that Guan Zhengyang actually took out a normal musical instrument.They thought that Guan Zhengyang would cause some strange things again today.

However, Guan Zhengyang did not watch the barrage feedback in the live broadcast room at all, and continued on his own: "Okay, then let's listen to Guan Zhengyang's adaptation of the song "Today I Ate a Watermelon" today."

He cheerfully used a universal chord, and said, "I ate a watermelon today, quack quack quack quack~"

Barrage:"???"

Instruments are normal, music is not normal.What's even more frightening is that this newly composed tune is an adaptation of "Happy Little Frog". The whole is very magical, catchy and extremely brainwashing.

The whole song hasn't been sung yet, and the crazy "quack" is left in everyone's mind.

As for what song was sung that night, when everyone closed the live broadcast room and went to sleep, their memories were a little fuzzy. After closing their eyes, Guan Zhengyang's "quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack ~" was endlessly looping in their minds.