The program team entered the mountain, and the mecha I built was exposed

"Professor Zeng, I don't agree with your point of view."

"Oh?" Zeng Aiguo raised his eyebrows.

Bai Susu sighed: "There is a fierce tiger living in my heart, but I can also sniff the fragile rose gently."

"As the host said, it's hard for us to imagine what kind of a young man is able to complete such a huge project alone in the mountains."

"I don't want to comment on technology, and I don't want to comment on whether he has creativity and imagination."

"I just want to say that just one work can be priced at 18 billion, and it's just asking for rent."

"He really needs to care about the approval of our program group, the support fund of 10 yuan?!"

"No need! He doesn't need these things at all!"

"But we need it, our program group needs it!"

"It's like the Nobel Prize is famous not because of the high prize money, but because of the name!"

"And now, maybe our program team will be even more brilliant and honored because we award the trophy of civilian scientists to the creators of the mech models!"

At this moment, almost everyone at the scene, including Mr. Zeng, was moved.

The hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room seemed to be moved as well, and launched bullet screens one after another.

"Speaking well!"

"My Susu sister is domineering!"

"There should be applause here!"

"I agree that the citizen scientist trophy will definitely be honored for him."

"One positive and one negative, the final result depends on Professor Liang's opinion."

At the same time, the host also took over the microphone from Bai Susu.

Then handed it to Liang Xuehai.

Liang Xuehai took the microphone and coughed dryly: "Maybe Miss Bai is right."

"The medal of civilian scientist in our program group may become more brilliant and glorious because of the maker of the mech model."

Hear this.

Master Zeng Aiguo's heart sank.

But Bai Susu was overjoyed.

The host took the opportunity to answer: "What do you mean?"

"Glory itself is a false proposition. Compared with such illusory things, I think from a rational point of view, Professor Zeng's point of view is more reasonable."

"So, unfortunately, I think that the maker of the mecha model cannot be regarded as a civilian scientist!"

……

Follow Liang Xuehai's words.

The scene fell into a brief silence for an instant.

Even Mr. Zeng didn't expect such a result.

But after thinking about it for a while, he felt relieved.

As a buyer, Bai Susu was understandable for licking the seller and the people on the seller's side.

And Liang Xuehai, like him, as a person in the academic and scientific circles, and knowing that the mecha model may be a semi-finished product, it is absolutely impossible to vote for it.

On the other hand, the host Gu Xiaoqing looked regretful: "The result is already obvious."

"Both Professor Zeng and Professor Liang don't think that the maker of the mecha model can be identified as a civilian scientist."

"Although I am very sorry, I can only say that this episode of "Looking for Civilian Scientists" program, looking for civilian scientists is missing...!"

"Wait a moment!"

An Xiaoya screamed.

The eyes of everyone on the scene were instantly attracted.

The moderator also paused the announcement of the final results.

Following the eyes of everyone, he looked at the angry girl.

But An Xiaoya was happy and fearless.

The expression on his face was undisguised.

At the same time, it also shows that she is not at peace.

Humph……!

It seems that it is impossible not to show some real kung fu.

Ugh……!

But then again.

Brother Feng didn't show his face.

You can earn more than one billion.

Why come to me.

Even earning 10 yuan is so difficult.

An Xiaoya's small mouth pouts unconsciously.

Even the eyes that looked at the people at the scene became sad.

The host coughed dryly: "Miss An, is there any question?"

"Sister Gu, that mecha hasn't officially started showing yet..."

Everyone was stunned: "What do you mean?!"

"It's literally." An Xiaoya said casually, shaking her head lightly.

"But... what does it mean that the show has not officially started?!"

Is it? !

"The official display, of course, has started."

WTF? !

Everyone at the scene couldn't help trembling in their hearts.

Regardless of Bai Susu who voted for it.

Zeng Aiguo and Liang Xuehai voted against it.

And everyone in the program group, including the host Gu Xiaoqing.

It's all unbelievable.

Can this thing move? !

real or fake?

What kind of international joke are you making, you!

The audience in the live broadcast room also recovered from the stunned, and began to frantically send barrage.

"Fuck, what did I hear?!"

"shocked!"

"An Xiaoya humming: That's it? It hasn't started yet. (Frightened) (Frightened)"

"But having said that, is it true or not? To move this thing, remove the outer armor, and install drive units, bearings, support frames, etc., at least hundreds of thousands of tons, right? How does this move? Overall Driven or partially driven? Driverless or manned? Electric drive or oil drive?”

"Hey, my god, where are there so many problems upstairs, just wait until it's over."

"An Xiaoya Tsundere: Heh, mortals, watch out!"

……

Chapter 14 Oh, mortals, be optimistic

Tanhua Village.

Inside the warehouse of an abandoned chemical factory.

In the extremely complicated eyes of everyone.

An Xiaoya took small steps unhurriedly.

Go to a wall that looks a little smoother.

Stand still.

Then, under the puzzled eyes of everyone.

Hold out your little finger.

Slightly weak point.

A series of slight mechanical sounds sounded.

Then, a simple operation table with a mechanical handle appeared in front of everyone.

On the side, the host Gu Xiaoqing was a little puzzled: "Three, do you see anything?"

Bai Susu and Liang Xuehai shook their heads at the same time.

The current situation is a bit beyond the scope of their cognition.

And Mr. Zeng Aiguo pondered for a moment, then said, "Do you know why the plane can't be started with one button?"

The three were stunned.

Well, what plane?

But Gu Xiaoqing still asked: "Why?"