Siheyuan: Lao Liu appears, everyone is confused

Chapter 104 Give dad another chance!

The next day.

The sky was gray and Wang Hao got up early as usual.

After a brief wash, he left the courtyard and started his morning exercises day after day.

however.

What Wang Hao didn't notice was.

And not long after he left, Silly Zhu appeared from the hallway of the central courtyard and followed him furtively.

After talking to Yi Zhonghai last night, Shazhu decided that there was something wrong with Wang Hao. The two chatted a lot. They studied almost everything Wang Hao had done before and recently, and listed it Some suspicious places.

And this includes Wang Hao getting up early every day to do morning exercises during this period.

This is so anomalous.

I have never seen Wang Hao like this before, and he persists every day.

In the name of exercising, I might have secretly hooked up with someone.

Today, before it gets dark, Silly Zhu has already woken up and stayed here early.

As soon as he saw Wang Hao going out, he quickly followed him.

As soon as he came out of the courtyard, Shazhu almost lost sight of Wang Hao and ran away far away at first sight.

Silly Zhu was shocked.

I almost thought I had been discovered.

Consoling himself that Wang Hao was not that smart, maybe because of his overthinking, Silly Zhu ran after him from behind.

This run almost killed him.

Although he has brute strength, he has learned a few fighting moves, but his endurance is not good and he has not been trained much. He is incomparable with Wang Hao, who has already started running in the morning.

There was no need to deliberately keep a distance, even if Silly Zhu tried his best and ran out of breath, in the end he could only look at Wang Hao's retreating figure, barely keeping his distance.

Finally, seeing Wang Hao stop in a secluded open space, Shazhu breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when Shazhu found a place to hide, waiting for the "connector" to appear, Wang Hao practiced Baduanjin on the spot.

Silly Zhu couldn't understand these eight sections of brocade, but Wang Hao's flowing movements, even if he didn't want to admit it in his heart, still had an incomprehensible and powerful feeling.

Waiting and waiting, Silly Zhu's legs were almost numb from squatting, but the "connector" he imagined was still nowhere to be seen.

Seeing Wang Hao still practicing that set of moves, Shazhu was almost numb at the end.

After Wang Hao finally finished, moved for a while and left here, Si Zhu also stretched out his legs to follow, but found that his legs could not move at all, as if they were filled with lead.

One of them even lost control of his body balance and fell hard on his butt while squatting.

"Fuck!"

The stones on the ground hurt, and Silly Zhu cursed.

Because of the distance between him and Shazhu, Wang Hao was not noticed, but he inexplicably received several negative emotional values ​​​​from Shazhu in his mind, which made him a little confused.

Why is this idiot so crazy so early in the morning?

After complaining, even though he was a little helpless, Wang Hao didn't bother to answer.

After leaving here, Wang Hao jogged all the way to a nearby breakfast shop.

Now Wang Hao seldom cooks in the morning and mostly eats out after morning exercise.

It saves me the trouble and makes me too lazy to cook.

Secondly, I can eat something good outside secretly and change restaurants from time to time, so I don’t have to worry about being discovered.

Otherwise, staying in the courtyard all day long, with people watching everything you eat and drink, is not an option after a long time.

It's okay to eat whole grains and cabbage occasionally. Wang Hao has no intention of abusing his stomach just so that others won't suspect him. He can't lower his quality of life no matter what he does.

Of course.

It is still necessary to cook something delicious in the yard from time to time to harvest emotional value.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still a piece of meat.

Just don't do it too frequently, otherwise everyone will get used to it and become numb, and the emotional value given will be less.

Occasionally do a few more waves.

After eating and drinking, Wang Hao was on his way back to the courtyard. When he passed by a steamed bun shop, he bought some and put them away in his pocket when no one was around.

The three years of famine have passed, and there is no need to worry about running out of food in the future. Wang Hao is just lazy and prepared it for when he doesn't want to cook.

When I returned to the courtyard, I happened to bump into Silly Zhu who was limping back from outside.

"Hey! Silly Zhu, where did you go this early in the morning and get kicked back?"

Seeing Silly Zhu's unlucky look, Wang Hao couldn't help but joke.

[The negative emotion value from He Yuzhu is +99! 】

Gee!

It was so early in the morning, and I didn’t know where I could feel such resentment.

Silly Zhu ignored Wang Hao, turned around and walked in, but he had already cursed in his heart.

This Nima...

It's not all your fault!

For the previous fall, Silly Zhu placed all the blame on Wang Hao.

Wang Hao had nothing to say to Silly Zhu, and he was too lazy to pursue him to attract hatred.

When we returned to the front yard, every household had already started eating.

It was still early before going to work, so Wang Hao was not in a hurry to go out, but took a rest at home.

After Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and Shazhu went out, Wang Hao slowly pushed his bicycle outside.

After a while, Wang Hao, who was riding a bicycle, was already walking in front of them.

"Hey! This thief!"

No matter what happened or not, Silly Zhu is a mean-mouthed guy. He can't stop talking when he sees something unpleasant, and he has to curse to feel comfortable.

Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu beside them didn't say anything, and Quan acted as if they didn't hear anything.

It was impossible for them to speak for Wang Hao and persuade Silly Zhu to keep his mouth clean.

Nothing good was left behind by then, and it made Silly Zhu unhappy.

As for joining in to denounce Wang Hao, I don't even bother to waste my time. I might as well save some energy and wait until I get to work.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, seeing Wang Hao turn a direction on his bicycle and then disappear in front of them, Shazhu said in shock: "Master, this thief is riding on the wrong road, it seems he is not going to work in the factory..." …”

……

Just like what Shazhu said.

Wang Hao is indeed not going to work in the steel rolling mill.

Yesterday afternoon, Wang Hao had specially asked for leave from section chief Gong Fusheng to go to the library to check information.

Because he likes to watch the videos of some hard-core technology bloggers of later generations and also likes to do things, Wang Hao can come up with some things that are not available in this era. However, Wang Hao is not a major in this field at university. He does not master many theories and basic knowledge. Not reliable.

For his own sake, when he takes out something, he must be able to justify it.

So now he needs to be exposed to and learn more things.

Some things can be explained by chance, but like technological inventions, using such excuses is not an option.

It won't work!

If you want to be convincing, you must at least be able to tell me one, two, three.

Moreover, Wang Hao also needs to further understand the current level and status of technological development and what is suitable for use.

But to be honest, Wang Hao doesn't really know much now.

If he were asked to engage in nuclear weapons or space satellites, it would be nonsense.

Not to mention anything else, he can't even build a complete motorcycle now.

Even if there is a system, he is still an ordinary person.

Of course.

It would be different if the system draws out some rewards related to technology later.

But so far, even if the portable space, Baduanjin, cooking and benchwork skills, and the talent of photographic memory have been extracted, technology-related ones have not appeared yet.

After arriving at the library, Wang Hao directly found some books related to industry and machinery and started reading.

With the ability of photographic memory, Wang Hao is not slow in reading.

As for understanding, it is not that difficult for Wang Hao, who came from later generations.

The key point is that Wang Hao is not a complete novice in this area. He has some high or low foundation. He has gained a lot by drawing parallels.

The feeling of having all kinds of knowledge lingering and colliding in my mind is really refreshing. It reminded Wang Hao of the feeling he had when he was studying.

After two hours, Wang Hao, who felt a little strenuous, stopped.

Looking at the key points jotted down in his notebook from time to time, and recalling what he had just read, everything clearly appeared in his mind at this moment, and Wang Hao felt comfortable.

This photographic memory is truly unrivaled.

If he had to have this kind of memory, which university wouldn't he just take the exam casually?

The most important thing is that you don’t have to study so hard.

Taking advantage of the break, Wang Hao was going to draw a prize and relax.

I drew three high-level draws in the past two days, and used up [-] emotional points, leaving about [-] left. However, it has increased a bit in the past two days, and the emotional value has reached more than [-].

"Conduct an advanced lottery draw!"

Wang Hao thought silently in his heart.

[Successful draw! 】

[Congratulations to the host for acquiring the top-level understanding of talent (there is a certain probability of inheriting it to his own offspring)! 】

See talent rewards again!

At ease!

After reading the system's explanation of this talent, it was simply prepared for him now.

As the name suggests, it is top-level understanding ability.

With photographic memory and this gift of top-level understanding, it is simply incomprehensible.

Lottery is a metaphysics, it does not mean that you will get what you want. After such a long time of lottery experience, Wang Hao also discovered a pattern.

It seems that the things obtained in the lottery are related to the location of the lottery and Wang Hao's current situation to a certain extent.

Just like the Baduanjin I drew in the hospital lottery, the little blue pills and tiger bone wine I drew while lying on the bed at home, and the talent reward I just drew.

But this is just Wang Hao's speculation at the moment.

When you are occasionally unlucky, it doesn't matter if it has anything to do with it.

"Two more premium draws!"

Taking advantage of his good luck, Wang Hao used the remaining two high-level lottery opportunities in one go.

[The lottery was successful! ]     【Congratulations to the host for acquiring the language skill English (advanced)! 】

[Congratulations to the host for acquiring the language skill Russian (advanced)! 】

Hey!

Two advanced language skills came to me at once.

This is undoubtedly what Wang Hao needs now.

Involving a series of advanced materials such as industrial machinery and physical science, many books in the library are in foreign languages ​​rather than Chinese versions.

After all, many books, works and theoretical research were imported from abroad.

It has to be admitted that domestic development in these fields is still relatively behind the West.

To read and study these foreign works, mastering the language of foreign languages ​​is indispensable.

Speaking of English, Wang Hao had passed CET-[-] in his previous life. If he used an English dictionary, he could barely understand some of the content.

As for Russian, it’s not bad.

Because of the original owner, Wang Hao is actually no stranger to reading Russian now.

Many people may not know that the foreign language taught in schools now is not English, but Russian.

However, due to changes in the international situation, Sino-Russian relations have not been as friendly as they were at the beginning in recent years, and have slowly begun to deteriorate.

If Wang Hao remembers correctly, next year the Ministry of Education will change the foreign language courses set up by the school from the original Russian to English, which will continue into future generations.

But regardless of whether he speaks English or Russian, Wang Hao's current level of proficiency is relatively superficial. When encountering some relatively esoteric and obscure content and unpopular proprietary vocabulary, he will not be able to read smoothly.

For this reason, when Wang Hao was looking for books just now, he deliberately avoided these.

Moreover, he is not exposed to too advanced content now, and all he reads are some relatively basic and conceptual theories.

But just because he doesn't need it now doesn't mean he won't need it in the future!

The emergence of English and Russian language skills can obviously help Wang Hao solve most of his language dyslexia, and save Wang Hao the trouble, time and energy of learning foreign languages.

Looking at the more than a thousand emotion points left, Wang Hao decided to keep them first and save them later.

He was very satisfied with the results of today's three draws.

With a good mood, Wang Hao once again devoted himself to hearty reading and learning, crazily absorbing the nutrients of knowledge.

……

Faculty dormitory of Polytechnic University.

Zhu Zhenyun cooked meals at home as usual and waited for his two daughters to come home for dinner.

When his youngest daughter Zhu Lin came back and saw the music box in her hand, Zhu Zhenyun's face turned a little darker.

No wonder he searched for it at home for a long time in the morning and couldn't find it. It turned out that Zhu Lin had taken it to school.

He saw this music box last night. It was said that it was made by the young man named Wang Hao. Zhu Zhenyun thought it was a bit novel and wanted to borrow it for study, but Zhu Lin disagreed.

I'm afraid he'll break it.

This made Zhu Zhenyun, an old father, very hurt.

I originally wanted to do some research secretly while Zhu Lin was going to school, but whoever thought about it was not at home.

"Zhu Lin, dad wants to criticize you today."

During the next lunch, Zhu Zhenyun suddenly spoke at the dinner table.

When Zhu Yingxue and Zhu Lin heard this, they both looked over.

Zhu Lin, in particular, looked at her father a little angry and inexplicably, wondering what she had done wrong.

"Zhu Lin, dad knows that you like that music box, but you can't take it to school. You should study hard at school and not be too playful." Zhu Zhenyun criticized seriously.

"No!"

"I just brought good things to Xiaoyun and the others to share, and I studied hard in class."

"Dad, you wronged me..."

Zhu Lin was so aggrieved that she almost cried.

She is not that stupid. This music box makes a sound as soon as it is opened. Who would open this during class? Everyone will hear it by then.

She only took it out when get out of class was over, and the teacher didn't say anything when he saw it. He also praised her in front of her classmates for how interesting the music box was!

"Okay, Dad is wrong."

"I'm sorry Zhu Lin, dad wrongly blamed you."

"You are a good boy. Dad shouldn't have said that just now."

"But you can't take this thing to school this afternoon."

"OK?"

Zhu Zhenyun almost made his daughter cry when he saw it. He apologized repeatedly before coaxing Zhu Lin to sleep, but he quietly added a request.

When she went to school at noon, Zhu Lin was obedient and did not take the music box with her, but stayed in her room.

"Dad, don't touch Xiaolin's things, otherwise she will be unhappy."

When Zhu Lin and Zhu Lin went out to go to work, Zhu Yingxue was a few steps behind. Looking at his father Zhu Zhenyun who enthusiastically got up to see them off, he suddenly gave him a reminder.

Zhu Zhenyun was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but was a little embarrassed when he reacted.

This eldest daughter is so smart.

I know him too well.

Even before he took action, he already knew what he was going to do next.

"Yingxue, what nonsense are you talking about? Am I planning on Zhu Lin's things?"

The helpless Zhu Zhenyun could only choose to pretend to be stupid, and pretended to be a little unhappy and asked: "Are your dad and I like that?"

"Be careful, don't break it."

Zhu Yingxue rolled her eyes, knowing that she couldn't persuade him, so she could only give a reminder.

"..."

Zhu Zhenyun was speechless.

But there was a feeling of dissatisfaction in my heart, and I felt that I was being underestimated.

After all, I am also an engineering professor at the Polytechnic University.

When the radio or fan at home breaks down, doesn't he fix it himself?

How could an ordinary music box be able to reach him?

Watching Zhu Yingxue and Zhu Lin leave together, and when they gradually walked away, Zhu Zhenyun couldn't wait to go to Zhu Lin's room and take out the music box.

After a brief study, Zhu Zhenyun took out the tools and opened it.

When he opened the inside of the music box and saw the structure inside, he was a little surprised.

I have to admit that the person who made the music box still had a lot of ingenuity in it.

Especially with such a motor unit in such a small box.

Even if he wants to come up with such a thing, it will take a lot of effort and thought.

But that’s it!

Thinking that his little daughter couldn't put it down and praised Wang Hao to the sky, as an old father, Zhu Zhenyun began to be a little duplicitous after he studied some tricks.

"what?"

When Zhu Zhenyun reinstalled the battery and wanted to see if the specific operation was as he imagined, he couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

This little motor inside...

Zhu Zhenyun found something different from what he imagined. When he completely dismantled it, his face became solemn.

I seem to understand but not quite understand.

"This……"

After repeated research and experiments many times, Zhu Zhenyun, who was vaguely enlightened, slammed the table and exclaimed: "It's amazing!"

Zhu Zhenyun is almost certain that this is a new motor that has not yet appeared in China.

But he never expected that such a novel design invention would actually appear on a small music box.

This made Zhu Zhenyun couldn't help but doubt.

Is the man named Wang Hao really a young man?

And just a broadcaster?

For a moment, Zhu Zhenyun became interested in the young man mentioned by his two daughters.

But right now, his mind is still on the music box.

Although he roughly understood the operation and design principles of this motor, he still wanted to conduct further research, and it happened that he did not have a class in the afternoon.

Time passes in minutes and seconds.

When Zhu Zhenyun inadvertently raised his head again and found his little daughter Zhu Lin standing in front of him with red eyes, looking heartbroken at the music box that had been dismantled into pieces on the table, he was completely stunned.

The afternoon passed by unconsciously, and he didn't realize that school was over.

People are numb.

He was not only discovered secretly dismantling his youngest daughter's precious music box, but was also caught on the spot.

"Linlin, don't be angry!"

"Dad was just curious and took it apart for a look. He definitely didn't damage your music box."

"You believe dad, dad will pretend it back for you right away."

"Be good, don't cry!"

"Just watch from the side, and dad will help you get it done."

At this time, Professor Zhu Da, like a child who had made a mistake, quickly apologized and reassured his daughter. He finally coaxed Zhu Lin back from the tears that were about to fall, and quickly started to assemble the music box.

After hearing her father say that it could be reinstalled, Zhu Lin was no longer angry and just stared nervously from the side.

In the past, if anything at home, especially electrical appliances, broke, Zhu Zhenyun would fix it by himself, so she chose to believe it.

From childhood to adulthood, in Zhu Lin's eyes, Zhu Zhenyun's father was actually an omnipotent existence.

Zhu Zhenyun moved very quickly. He had studied it all afternoon and was already very familiar with the structure of the music box.

"All right."

As Zhu Zhenyun reassembled the music box, installed the battery and handed it to Zhu Lin, a huge stone was lifted from his heart.

When Zhu Lin took it with joy, opened the lid of the music box, and heard the familiar crisp and sweet ringtone coming from inside, her face immediately showed a happy expression.

however.

As the melody progressed, the smile on Zhu Lin's face quickly disappeared, and her little face suddenly fell down.

Finding that the melody of the music box was abnormally fast and slow, and then seeing the confused look from his youngest daughter, Zhu Zhenyun froze in embarrassment.

How could this be?

He had clearly done it, and every part he put back in place was in the same position as when it was first taken apart.

"Ahem, dad, try again!"

Seeing that Zhu Lin was unhappy, Zhu Zhenyun quickly took the music box back from Zhu Lin's hand, opened it again for study, and requested confidently:

"Give Dad another chance!"

(End of this chapter)