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Chapter 187 What is the program?
Of course Gu Xiaoqi didn't know what Xu Qingyang was thinking, she nodded and agreed with a bright smile.

This is the first time that Xu Qingyang's father has asked her to contact her directly if she has any questions!She has to take good care of it!

Gu Xiaoqi was full of fighting spirit, and directly sent the blueprint of the intermediate mecha designed by himself to Xu Qingyang's father, and then went to take a bath happily.

At this moment, Gu Xiaoqi had no idea how broken Xu Qingyang was when he got the design drawings!
Xu Qingyang originally accepted this drawing with a smile on his face, and he was already prepared to see a piece of garbage.

but
He never expected that the design drawings of this stinky girl would be so trashy!
Xu Qingyang stood up so angry that he took a deep breath and told himself silently: Don't argue with idiots
This rubbish!

Xu Qingyang was so angry that he directly dialed Gu Xiaoqi's optical brain number, but he waited for a long time, but he still didn't get through to Gu Xiaoqi!
His face was getting darker and darker, and there was a lot of anger in his heart, but he had nowhere to vent it!

This little trash, she waits!

Gu Xiaoqi, who was bathing happily, couldn't help but sneezed, but he didn't care at all.

After she came out of the bathroom, she suddenly found that there were countless video call requests from Xu Qingyang's father on her optical brain.

Gu Xiaoqi subconsciously had an ominous premonition in her heart, but when she thought about how long it took her to draw that blueprint, she felt that it was impossible because the drawing was too poor.

Since this possibility has been ruled out, then.
Is it because I draw too well?
Thinking of this, Gu Xiaoqi instantly felt happy.

She immediately dialed Xu Qingyang's father's optical brain number happily, and Xu Qingyang answered Gu Xiaoqi's video call almost instantly.

Gu Xiaoqi was just waiting for the compliment with a smile all over his face, but Gu Xiaoqi was stunned for a moment with a roar.

"Gu Xiaoqi! What kind of rubbish are you drawing?"

"This blueprint you drew, even if you throw it away, you still hate taking my place!"

"Next time I draw this kind of rubbish, please don't send it to me! Pollution my eyes!"

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Xu Qingyang's father scolded without stopping for 10 minutes, his originally calm face turned red with anger, and his eyes glared at Gu Xiaoqi viciously.

During these 10 minutes, Gu Xiaoqi couldn't find a time to interrupt, and she didn't dare to refute or hang up the computer, so she could only listen to the whole process with her head down.

Finally, Xu Qingyang's father took a deep breath, frowned and glanced at Gu Xiaoqi, sighed and hung up the optical brain directly.

Garbage!Why are you so stupid!
Gu Xiaoqi finally didn't hear the angry scolding on the other side, and she felt a lot more relaxed in an instant.

Isn't it just a poor drawing?
As for saying that what she drew is rubbish?

Gu Xiaoqi's small face was full of grievances, and his mouth was slightly pursed in disbelief.

However, she still took out her blueprint and looked at it carefully for a long time, then sat on the desk and began to redesign the blueprint of the intermediate mecha.

The more Gu Xiaoqi looked at the blueprints he designed, the more he felt that his drawings were really rubbish.
She took out the mecha design blueprint she got from the system at first, and carefully studied the structure on it.

As she learned more and more mecha manufacturing knowledge, Gu Xiaoqi became more and more aware of the importance of this blueprint produced by the system.

She knew that with her current technology, there was no way to manufacture the mecha on this blueprint.

Gu Xiaoqi asked in his heart: "System, do you think our relationship is not bad?"

When the system, which was playing the game happily, heard this, it said perfunctorily without raising its head: "Yes."

She continued to ask: "Just tell me honestly, is this mecha blueprint a product that cannot be manufactured in this era?"

As soon as the system heard this, the game in his hand was no longer good.

It quickly put down the game, and said with a serious face: "Host, the program says it can't reveal too much information."

The system mentioned the program more than once, but what exactly is the program.
　Fourth shift is here!

　　Contest!Deadline is tomorrow at [-]pm!

　　Question: What kind of mech is the mecha on the mecha blueprint?
　　Reward: add another chapter!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)