"Will sweating have any effect?"

"I still can't control my strength now, and the glass will always be crushed."

On the one hand, these problems are problems with the machine itself, and on the other hand, they are problems between the mechanical prosthesis and the user during the running-in stage.

While Jiang Fan was adjusting the prosthesis, he also made some related plans for Peng Yue.

For example, squeeze a balloon with your hands, put eggs on your feet to practice the stability of raising your legs, and thread needles.
  What seemed like some irrelevant training actually brought Peng Yue a lot of trouble. After all, the machine was a group of cold machines put together.

He doesn't want to be as soft and flexible as flesh. When he first practiced threading a needle, he couldn't even do it for me.

I just took out a needle, and with a little force with two fingers, the needle was pinched and deformed.

Fortunately, Peng Yue's character was quite stable and he was neither anxious nor annoyed. He placed the bent needle in a box aside and continued to practice with a new needle.

In this way, after Peng Yue wasted dozens of needles, he was finally able to control the strength of his two hands.

Then we start threading the needle, which is even more of a technical job.

In the process of threading the needle, the coordination and control of the eyes, hands, and brain are tested. If you are not careful, you will fail.

Peng Yue contacted him for two days for this training.

In the process, the first version of the smart prosthetic is essentially complete.

Soon we arrived at Jiang Fan's reporting meeting.

Jiang Fan first explained in detail the research progress during this period, as well as some findings, including which fields they have innovated on based on the original ones, etc.

In another office that also studies prosthetics, several researchers looked quite disdainful.

They even discussed in a low voice: "Look at what he said. Who wouldn't say such false and empty words?"

"Didn't you notice? Everything remains the same. Many of the research logics he mentioned are still the same as ours."

"Fortunately, I came here today to listen. Otherwise, I would have thought that his research was so good. It seems that I was worrying too much."

"It is conceivable that he is a special soldier and is completely different from us. What can he research?"

Jiang Fan's report was quite exciting. After listening to his report, the others couldn't help but applaud.

This made the person in the next office even more disdainful and even rolled his eyes.

Among them, a superior leader raised a question: "Jiang Fan, your report is very exciting. Judging from your report, the progress should be quite good. However, we have not seen your research results so far. We have other plans." ?"

Jiang Fan said: "Please wait a moment, I will bring my research results over right away."

The scene suddenly became noisy.

"What's going on? You came to report, but you didn't bring any research results?"

"Does he think too little of us?"

"Everything sounds nice, but I want to see if it's just words."

Suddenly, the back door of the conference room opened and a man appeared holding a document.

He said quietly: "Sorry, I'm late."

The man was also wearing work clothes, which made the people in the research room next door a little strange: "Aren't there only three people in their office?"

"Who is this man?"

"I always feel like I've seen him somewhere, and he looks familiar."

While everyone was talking about it, Jiang Fan took the document with a smile, pulled the man to the podium and said, "This is the result of my research."

Everyone was stunned.

"Is this a study of a robot?" "What is Jiang Fan doing? Why can't I understand Jiang Fan's logic more and more?"

"This is a formal reporting occasion, so you have to be a bit measured when joking, right?"

Just when the leaders above all had opinions.

There was a person in the next office, and the notebook in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

He said in shock: "I remembered where I saw him."

People in the same office asked: "Where have I seen you?"

"It's not something important. Why are you so surprised?"

"Here's the book for you. What aroused you?"

The man's nervous expression failed miserably. He tried to open his mouth, but no words came out twice. Finally, the people around me urged me again: "What's going on?"

The man then stammered and said: "You guys...do you remember that more than two months ago, Jiang Fan bumped into me and Dang Sheng in the corridor while pushing his wheelchair, and we had a quarrel with him."

Dang Sheng recalled it for a moment and said, "Oh, that's not really a quarrel. At most, it's... holy shit! That man."

The two looked at each other, tacit understanding.

Dang Sheng's face also turned pale: "No way."

The man said: "I hope not."

The leaders in front were also a little impatient. Jiang Fan had been stuck for too long.

Afterwards, Jiang Fan moved a chair to the podium and asked Peng Yue to sit down.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Fan rolled up Peng Yue's trouser legs, and Peng Yue also took off the gloves on his right hand.

For a moment, the whole audience exclaimed.

"Oh my God!"

"You can't even tell it from the outside."

“It feels like it’s going from a movie to reality.”

"What's going on? Is this the finished version already?"

In contrast to the cheers from the superiors, the office next door was completely silent, and everyone even had the same look and expression.

They have also been researching prosthetics. Even before contacting Jiang Fan, they had been researching for more than four years. Finally, they had a framework, and everyone's worries were temporarily relieved.

But Jiang Fan's performance today hit them hard in the face.

They listened to Jiang Fan's explanation in detail later. It seemed that their frame was used, but in fact, the material was also changed to a new material that was more durable, durable and lightweight.

Even structurally, their design concepts are completely different.

It turned out that what they were proud of, even complacent about, was shattered to pieces by Jiang Fan's display of results, along with their original pride.

Finally, Jiang Fan said lightly: "This is just the first version of our design. Because time is limited, we focus on the usability first, and then we will focus on the functional area."

At the end of the report, Jiang Fan also called his two assistants to the stage and introduced in detail the parts that each of them was responsible for, allowing them to gain enough attention in front of their superiors.

Until he returned to the office, Gao Jiahao still felt like he was dreaming.

"I really didn't expect that after only three months here, I would be able to show my face in front of a person of that level. It's worth it! It's worth my death!"

Jiang Fan smiled and said, "Can you make some progress? I'm going to ask you two to report next time. Judging from your state, is it okay?"


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