"Mr. Lu," White put a dozen scraps of paper in front of him, "can't figure it out."
Lu Bixing looked a little tired, there was a circle of dark blue under his eyes, and he pressed to and fro between his eyebrows and temples from time to time.
In the empty workshop, the robots that do not know their sufferings are silently displayed like terracotta warriors, and they are lifeless.
Lu Bixing propped his forehead and flipped through White's homework. The morning light from the energy tower slanted into the workshop, casting a thin circle of shadows on his face. He was silent for a while, until White had an illusion, as if In the next second, he would push the dozens of calculation papers and tell them it was over, and they would never have to do this kind of useless work again.
This kind of pre-judgment made Young White feel a little uneasy, although he didn't know the reason for his uneasy.
But he waited anxiously for a while, Lu Bixing just asked calmly: "Have you read the reference books, what do you understand?"
The four students glanced at each other awkwardly, and the cockfight said gruffly, "I don't understand anything."
"It's impossible to understand anything," Lu Bixing lightly arranged the messy draft papers into a stack, "unless the book is not read."
He usually talks to people with gentleness and enthusiasm, making the people in front of him feel that he is valued wholeheartedly. However, at this time, although he is still gentle and patient with the students, he shows a little bit of it. Burnout after restraint.
After all the words are done, the people who are still unable to impress people, maybe they are really stones in human skin. They have died since the day they were born, so they don’t care about the flesh being rotted again.
The door to the workshop was always open, and it was always empty.
Lu Bixing glanced over, very disappointed, and felt that his insistence was a bit ridiculous and a bit despicable - because there was an invisible death countdown hanging above this base, he knew it well, but he didn't plan to tell anyone.
Involving the Silver Ten Guards must be a major military move. Even if Lin doesn't intend to use the base as bait, the three-sect and nine-class gangsters in the base are absolutely untrustworthy. The paradox is that he understands this clearly and still delusions himself. Can set a little fire on them with crude flint.
This logic is simply inconsistent.
"I can't understand the mathematical models used." Mint said boldly, "I don't even know how to put the numbers into it."
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Lu Bixing came back and paused: "Well, so 'it has reached the corresponding level of elementary education' is really a lie, right? How much did you buy your elementary degree certificates?"
White clenched his hands and answered cautiously, "I didn't buy it, I just didn't use it later, and I forgot a lot of things."
Mint interrupted him: "The 80 yuan is guaranteed. The Education Bureau can find the serial number. If you add another 200 yuan, you can buy a complete set of application materials."
"It's expensive," Lu Bixing opened his personal terminal and took out the reference book, "The old dean of the School of Information said that one hundred and thirty-eight can be done for a full set. You've been tricked."
"Mr. Lu, the primary education of other galaxies in the alliance covers all the classic mathematical models," Huang Jingshu nodded her temple, "When their children's brains develop to a certain stage, of course, they are normal brains, and the Garden of Eden will take these Known conclusions are poured in from them, as if they were born."
Lu Bixing raised his head and shot two cool eyes at her: "What do you want to say?"
"The ancient savages who drank blood were human, and the ancients who never left the atmosphere in their lives are human, and we are also human, but human beings are different - we are also different from alliance people, what they are born with is our life. We can't achieve anything." Huang Jingshu said, "Mr. Lu, don't you think it's unfair that you use the league's primary education level to demand us?"
"I don't think so," Lu Bixing raised the corner of his mouth without a smile, and flicked the e-book floating on his personal terminal, "Do you consider understanding a small model of elementary mathematics as an achievement? This view is very interesting. It seems that the existing mathematical models are just tools, no different from hammers, hammers, and hemp ropes. The first person to invent the hammer can be called an 'achievement of genius'. Could it be that those who smashed walnuts and skulls with hammers later The gorilla who also came to name this 'Genius Achievement Award'?"
His words accidentally left the category of humor, and could be called acerbic. Huang Jingshu could sense the anger in his voice: "Mr. Lu, what's the matter with you?"
"It's nothing." Lu Bixing lowered his eyes and softened his tone slightly, "Read the math book for yourself, the library permission on the personal terminal has been opened to you, and several classic models used are explained in detail. If you don’t understand something, you can pick it out and ask me, but I won’t read the hammer’s safety instructions, what else is there?”
White said hesitantly, "Mr. Lu, do we still need to do this homework?"
Lu Bixing said very briefly, "Do it."
"But"
"If you believe that something is useful, you try to convince others. If you can't convince others, you can do whatever you want." Lu Bixing said, "In a war situation, the energy issue is the top priority, no matter how you say it. Solve it, you can't escape."
Otherwise, even if Baiyinjiu landed, after all, they came all the way from outside the region, without a foothold and a stable energy system, it would be a problem.
Disappointment is disappointment, what to do and what to do.
The four students exchanged glances very cleverly, and all silently stepped aside without disturbing them.
The word "mathematics" makes people feel unattainable, but the "safety instructions for the use of hammers" are much more approachable, probably because they changed their mentality, and when it was near noon, the four students who finally settled down to the "instructions", It seems that the young children who started to stumbling and assembling building blocks for the first time, while clearly dividing the labor and learning by themselves, gathered together to discuss in a low voice, and sometimes cursed a few words, and noisily spelled out a general context.
Lu Bixing ignored them. Soon, the maintenance procedures of the first batch of robots have been calibrated, and they can be released to work. However, the number of robots is not enough, and the speed must be slow. Lu Bixing felt that he had better redesign the energy system plan of the base. Simplify.
Just when he sent the first team of robots to the scene and turned back to the workshop, someone suddenly stopped him: "That Lu, the expert."
Lu Bixing looked back and was surprised.
I saw a baby-faced Saturday, a holiday with rabbit ashes on his neck, the old man with a tooth and the lame who fought to the death before, and Lu Bixing, a multimedia movie-loving old lady, always felt that the pot and bowl area was not big enough. Sister, wait, a group of people have come, not only by themselves, but also with a group.
On Saturday, there were bruises on the corners of his mouth, his clothes were disheveled, the buttons flew halfway, revealing several holes that had been torn out of shape, and someone scratched his paw on his neck, leaving three bloodstains on his face, but his face was full of excitement The smile is like a bear child who has just smashed the glass of someone else's house, "proud triumph".
Behind him, about a dozen young people were tied into a string of grasshoppers by a hemp rope. The image was even more tragic. One of them even lost his trousers belt. .
The fat sister was carrying a heavy laser gun on her shoulders—probably a guy who could blow up a thickened iron door when he pulled the trigger. Iron Mian followed the foreman selflessly, seeing the bunch of grasshoppers who were a little slower. , just use it with a muzzle pestle.
The one who was carrying the pants was hit by her with numbness in the elbow, and let go of it off guard. An accident happened at the scene—
I saw his trousers flutter to the ground, revealing two hairy legs and a pair of shorts with dinosaurs painted on them.
Lu Bixing and Dinosaur looked at each other for a moment, confused: "May I ask what custom is this in your base?"
"These people are all from the Self-Defense Forces, they are in the same platoon as me," said Saturday, the blood dripping from his nose. Said, "I asked them to come with me this morning, and they wouldn't, so I had to fight them one by one."
Lu Bixing felt as if he had heard a very retro word: "Excuse me, what are you doing?"
"Duel, Fat Sister and Holiday are all witnesses," said Saturday. "Whoever loses has to listen to the other side and recognize the other side as the boss."
Lu Bixing nodded, counted the heads tied to the hemp rope, and said with a bit of admiration, "So you have fought eighteen fights in the morning without a defeat, you are really a hero."
Saturday smiled proudly, just about to wave his hand and say "not worth mentioning", before he could set the shape, the turbulent nosebleeds flew down again, Saturday hurriedly stood at attention and raised his head, holding his broken nose with both hands.
Lu Bixing glanced at the "strong men" tied with a string of hemp ropes, and thought to himself, "Let's not go away, we're going backwards, so why don't I take advantage of yesterday's invincible state and beat them one by one? So what is civilization doing? "
At this time, the next to the holiday straight frowned and spoke for Saturday, he said: "We are here to find you."
Lu Bixing was stunned.
"You said yesterday, who doesn't want to die like this, and came to see you at the mecha platform today." Holiday said, "We're here, will the self-defense uniforms start to pass tomorrow?"
The old lady in the movie said in a murmur: "I am so old, but no matter what I do, I just come to see it."
The fat sister said, "I still need to do business, so I can only come a while before noon and after lunch."
The old man Huoya laughed slyly: "Can't we fix the sound first?"
The flints that have collided countless times in the dark finally burst into tiny sparks. This is the first batch of people from the base. There are a total of 34 people, although half of them are middle-aged and elderly people, and the young people are mostly forced to Saturday. The coercion of force, one by one seems to be born to interpret "crooked melons and cracked dates".
But they are still a little spark in this endless wasteland.
The residents of the base seemed to live in cans of sardines, but the empty mecha took up half of the area. For more than 30 people, it seemed quite empty, and they had to rely on the intranet to communicate with each other. Working with robots during the day, the robots are super efficient and selfless. They walk a group of handicapped people around like a dog. From time to time, one of the four students is heard rushing past, chasing after Lu Bixing and shouting: "Teacher, this is Is one step counted?"
In the evening, the energy tower began to fall, and the sky became darker. The students finally got their first homework. They were lying in the open space on the mecha platform. Suddenly, the emergency light next to them turned on. Lu Bixing was teaching like a room round. The director came over ruthlessly and kicked each of the two boys' calves: "Get up, today's class hasn't started yet."
White was on all fours and looked at him like a dead dog: "Then what are we doing today?"
Lu Bixing answered as a matter of course: "Make up your homework. If you are late for handing in your homework and delay your class, of course you have to make it up after school. Isn't that what your previous school was like?"
If their previous school had dared to do this, the teacher would have been beaten with sacks long ago. Each of the four students spread out a face like a concubine, and followed him to the mecha platform in pain.
Thirty-four people came on the first day, and all of them had dark circles around their eyes. On the second day, they ran two tiredly, leaving thirty-two.
The hard-working robots worked through the night, dismantling the spare radiation collectors on each mech, and "humming" according to the design drawings and welding them for half a night. Early in the morning, the four students who were tortured by the mecha for half the night, as well as the young people who were beaten by him on Saturday, all carried the radiation collection board with human hands. They worked in groups of two, and a robot led the way. Design stitching.
As a literary and artistic old man, the old lady got a loudspeaker that can enter the museum from nowhere. With an accent she didn’t know, she recited classical literature under their feet: “In front of ghosts and ghosts, they also Have nothing to fear, but seek them out, attack them, defeat them! (Note)"
On the third day, the huge radiation collecting plate like a dome has taken shape. It is far away from the energy tower that has been drifting silently in the air for hundreds of years. There are still twenty-eight of thirty-two fire seeds left. The old lady in the movie said too much. Losing his voice, he had no choice but to hunched his back and sat beside him solemnly to pick his feet.
However, some people began to look around at the periphery of the silent mecha.
On the seventh day, Saturday and holiday, there were also a few young people from the Self-Defense Force who followed behind the students, listening to this mecha designer who might be the most skilled at handcraft in the Eighth Galaxy talking about mecha operation. and internal components.
On the ninth day, the radiation collection board was installed and connected to the base's energy system. The entire mech made waves of "humming noises" like a tidal wave, and the lingering sound couldn't go. Lu Bixing suspended the students' class for the day and took the Draw out the design drawing of the thermoelectric system to be connected to the mecha radiator, and reset the construction procedures of the robots.
Several students held up their wrists, recorded the whole process with their personal terminals, and ran after him. On the low wall outside the workshop, a row of heads stuck out like a meerkat, whispering to each other.
In the early morning of the tenth day, the few people who had run away before came back, all of them cheeky, pretending to be nothing, as if they just went out to go to the toilet, during the half-time work, Saturday and holiday with a pack. Help the younger brother, surrounded and beat a few people who had "defected", and the beating was so loud that the old lady in the movie was videotaped and archived.
In the afternoon, the beaten little sluts didn't go away, they still acted as robot stalkers, and dozens of people came from outside the mecha and silently joined the ranks of the work. The manpower suddenly doubled, and the less intelligent tools such as cranes and manipulators dusted under the mecha were brought out for trimming and oiling, and the construction speed of the thermoelectric system suddenly doubled.
In the early morning of the twelfth day, it was still before dawn at the base, and everyone heard a long roar in the half-sleep and half-awake, like a bagpipe from outside the sky, the silent airflow centered on the cooling tower around the mecha, and the tide water It seemed to spread out all around, squeezing through the chicken coop-like balconies and homes, and every dilapidated door and window squeaked in response.
The one-eyed eagle walked to the balcony of the guest room with a cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the mecha, and saw a behemoth being slowly held up in the air by a magnetic force, with brilliance inside, like an artificial star. The roar suddenly intensified, countless windows were opened, and countless eyes were turned to this side. Then, the base, which could only supply civil power supply for six hours a day, was suddenly brightly lit. The residential area is almost bustling with the illusion of prosperity, the three-dimensional screen is unfolded, and the standby screen of the lotus is faintly swaying in the night wind.
The night became noisy, and Cyclops slowly exhaled a smoke ring and murmured, "Fuck."
Lu Bixing drank a pot of coffee, but was still sleepy. He continued to test the energy system that had just been completed. While no one was looking at him, he hid in the corner and stretched a large slack, before he could open his mouth and yawn. Lu Bixing caught a glimpse of a surveillance camera not far away in a circle.
He was agitated, remembered what Zhan Lu said about "monitoring himself", forcibly held back his yawn, grabbed a handful of hair when he put down his arm, found the angle as quickly as possible, and showed his teeth at the surveillance camera He smiled and waved his hand.
The image quickly penetrated the atmosphere, flew into space, and landed on the screen in front of Lin Jingheng.
Before General Lin could wave his thoughts about this fan meeting, Lu Bixing took a few steps and took the surveillance camera to another direction, just in time to capture the base with thousands of lights behind him.
Lu Bixing put his fingers together and compared his heart, as if he regarded the surveillance screen as a Selfie, and said something to him.
The corner of the screen quickly and intelligently analyzed the lip language and automatically typed subtitles.
Lu Bixing said, "I was wrong, I'll review it and stop being angry, okay?"
The corners of Lin Jingheng's tense mouth hadn't fully relaxed yet. The matter of Scientist Lu posing against the corner was discovered by the people at the base. The self-defense team members who hadn't seen so many lights in so many years were overexcited and rushed over, one by one. The stimulant orangutan indiscriminately surrounded the surveillance camera in the middle, grinning and making all kinds of strange things.
The surveillance camera, which had been in disrepair for a long time, was frightened by the dance of these demons on the spot, and the screen in front of Lin Jingheng was pitch black.
Lin Jingheng: ""
The author has something to say: Note: The sentence recited by the old lady in the movie is from Don Quixote
2333 I said how can I not find this word in the input method, it turned out to be wrong
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