Your Distance

Chapter 36: I didn't expect it to be so long

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Reading glasses

Boss Bai is in his prime, how can he be presbyopic

Just a little farsighted.

slightly.

"Ting," Bai Changyi corrected in the tone of teaching key concepts, "this is called distance, vision, eye, mirror."

Ting Shuang saw Bai Changyi's face, and felt that she was going to be beaten when she went back. Put your glasses back on?"

I couldn't help but repeatedly test on the edge of being beaten.

Stimulate.

"But Boss Bai, I'm so close to you now, can you see my face clearly?" Ting Shuang's troubled mouth couldn't stop at all, "How about I step back a little bit? Like... thousands of miles away?"

Spinning and jumping on the edge of being beaten with eyes closed.

Stimulate.

Bai Changyi put on his glasses and glanced at Tingshuang, his eyes were understated, but the meaning was clear: just make trouble, and when you get back to the hotel, you will know what it means for adults to be responsible for their own words and deeds.

Ting Shuang, who was still alive and dead, was still happily picking out her sunglasses. He found that the sunglasses just now had a pair of sunglasses clips from the same series, also with thin gold rims and light blue lenses, which could be clipped to Bai Changyi's glasses.

This should be considered a couple's model... right

"Try this." Ting Shuang clipped the sunglasses to Bai Changyi, and put on the pair of sunglasses just now.

The two stood side by side in front of the mirror—a young boy in a hoodie and shorts, a mature man in a shirt, trousers and tie, and sunglasses from the same collection.

There seems to be something wrong.

Not quite as expected...

"Boss Bai..." Ting Shuang fell into contemplation. After thinking for a while, he tortured, "Why does this series of sunglasses look like parent-child models..."

Hmm... it's probably not a problem with sunglasses.

Who is it? Professor Bo does not intend to go into detail.

Just buy it.

At seven o'clock the next morning, Bai Changyi asked Ting Shuang to get up. They needed to have breakfast with all the exhibitors, and then went to the exhibition site together.

Classmate Ting Shuang paid a heavy price for reading glasses and parent-child money the night before. She closed her eyes, frowned, and made a weak voice with difficulty: "Well... I want to sleep... Can I get up? Come… "

In fact, it's okay not to go.

If the child wants to sleep, let him sleep longer.

Bai Changyi kissed Ting Shuang's forehead and whispered, "Well, then I'll go."

Let's go, let's go, Ting Shuang thought sleepily, the old beasts hurry up, don't be human all day long...

but…

What is the old professor doing

Hmm... Seems like there was a live report this morning...

There shouldn't be anything to see in the on-site report, that is, the well-dressed old professor standing under the spotlight in the exhibition hall, facing the microphone, using his top academic level, deep and elegant voice, and gestures of demeanor, he just turned all living beings upside down and caused chaos in the world. , what to see...

Hmph who likes to see who sees...

Anyway, his court frost...

"Boss Bai, take me—" Ting Shuang jumped up from the bed.

Don't just focus on sentient beings and the human world, old professor, and by the way, turn me upside down and mess me up!

"Well—" Ting Shuang's movements froze when she got out of bed.

Fuck... my ass hurts.

Getting out of bed shouldn't be that big...

Bai Changyi, who was about to go out, hooked his lips when he heard the sound, glanced at his watch, and said, "Ten minutes for you." After that, he went to the sofa to read the newspaper and wait.

"I'll be right now." Ting Shuang flew into the bathroom to take a shower. Only when he took a shower did he notice his body: his chest was swollen on both sides; his waist and thighs were red marks; his ankles were suspiciously stretched mark…

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge; it is not too late for a professor to take revenge that night.

Fine.

Anyway, if you wear formal clothes later, others should not see it.

There was not much time. After taking a shower, he wrapped the towel around and realized that it might be too late, so he squeezed the toothpaste and shouted, "Boss Bai, come in and blow my hair, I can't do it in ten minutes-" So Ting Shuang two With one hand brushing his teeth and shaving in front of him, Bai Changyi stood behind him and dried his hair.

The child still thinks that the blowing is not good enough, and his face is covered with shaving cream. He is still pointing the country in the mirror, and he has a lot of opinions: "The front must not be blown down, it must be shaped, and the sides must be blown naturally. Come on, you'll comb it with a comb later, and that..."

toss people.

Bai Changyi said, "Well, I see."

After finally blowing her hair, Ting Shuang hurried out to get dressed.

As he was pulling on his pants, he suddenly noticed a tightness in his hips. The trousers are cut closer to the body and have no elasticity, which is especially obvious when they are tightened.

It was just right when I wore it yesterday, why is it a little small today...

Ting Shuang turned her back to the full-length mirror, turned her head to look in the mirror, and looked behind her—it wasn't that her pants were too small, but her butt was swollen.

"Look!" Ting Shuang glared at Bai Changyi and complained, "You did a good job... I told you to stop beating yesterday... What should I do now!"

The trousers can be put on, but they are very full, and the two upturned balls are particularly hot against the naked back and the concave waist line, as if they are seductive.

Bai Changyi glanced at it, lowered his head and continued to read the newspaper, and said, "Put on your clothes. I don't have time this morning, next time."

next time

What do you do next time!

Ting Shuang cursed in his mouth, but picked up his shirt with a sense of danger in his hands, and put it on, for fear that the old professor would change his mind and smack his pants.

"Hmm—" The fabric of the shirt was so swollen that the swollen chest hurt.

And when he looked in the mirror, Ting Shuang found out that the white shirt was pushed up with two points, so obvious.

It's still cool in the morning, but at noon, you must take off your coat. It's so eye-catching at two o'clock, what should I do...

Ting Shuang angrily walked to Bai Changyi: "Look!"

Bai Changyi raised his eyes: "What?"

Ting Shuang pointed to his chest angrily: "What to do! It's so obvious... um! You're still pinching it! It hurts!"

Bai Changyi said, "It still hurts?"

Ting Shuang said, "Of course, can you make it so painless?"

Bai Changyi got up and opened the medicine box in the room: "Come here."

Ting Shuang went over: "Why?"

Bai Changyi said, "Unbutton."

Ting Shuang saw the two white band-aids in Bai Changyi's hands, covering the collar of his shirt, and said with shame, "I don't want to put them on!"

Bai Changyi nodded and said, "Then go out like this."

just go out...

My chest still hurts at two o'clock...

It stands so clearly as if it continues to bulge...

Or post it...

"Then... Then give it to me... " Ting Shuang turned her head away from Bai Changyi, just stretched out her hand, took the band-aid, slipped into the bathroom, locked the door, and unbuttoned her shirt...

It's a lot bigger than usual there...

The band-aid seems to be a little too small to cover...

How to do…

"That..." Ting Shuang opened the bathroom door a little and whispered, "Is there any bigger Band-Aid..."

Bai Changyi handed over two new band-aids, and the package said: Large.

Ting Shuang took it awkwardly.

Where he wants to use the large size, he can only use the standard size, but he needs to use the large size for this kind of place...

Fortunately, it can't be seen from the outside after it is posted.

After breakfast, the group went to the Convention and Exhibition Center by car.

After arriving at the exhibition hall where they were located, the representative of the German company asked Bai Changyi to talk about things, and Ting Shuang walked around the exhibition hall alone, waiting for the report at ten o'clock.

This week's exhibitions are all about robots, and the theme of their pavilion is industrial robots. Most of the exhibitors are manufacturing companies, as well as some engineering colleges and research institutes. A high-tech space in the center of the pavilion is the joint booth of LRM Institute, China RoboRun and German HAAS.

The booth is divided into three areas. Area A is an overall smart factory that showcases smart manufacturing under IoT technology. From receiving orders, to checking inventory, to purchasing materials and automatic production scheduling, to cooperation between various intelligent manufacturing units, and finally to product delivery, all are unmanned. Among them, industrial robots play an irreplaceable role. For example, the transportation of materials is automatically completed by RoboRun's T-series transport robots, and the final assembly of products is automatically completed by RoboRun's A-series assembly robots.

Zone B of the booth is a display of various series of industrial robots, and it is very clear how each robot works quickly and accurately.

Area C is an open communication area for reports, discussions and dinners.

Ting Shuang stood in front of a parallel robot in area B, watching how it sorted the mixed pills of three different colors into three different bottles accurately and accurately at a very high speed.

"See what?" Zhu Ao's voice sounded behind him.

"The parallel type is much faster than the plane joint type." Although there was only a quarrel yesterday, Ting Shuang said, "The recognition speed of the visual system is also very high. I remember that I went to the company to see when I was a freshman. It's a long way off now."

Zhu Ao said: "It has been five years, and there should be some progress."

This seems to be more than just talking about robots.

But some things just can't be changed.

"Dad..." Ting Shuang didn't like to beat around the bush, so she asked Zhu Ao directly, "I want to ask, why can't I be with a man? Why? There must be a reason for no."

Just as Zhu Ao was about to speak, Bai Changyi's voice sounded behind the two of them: "Mr. Zhu."

Zhu Ao turned around with a momentary embarrassment on his face.

I don't know how much Professor Bai heard just now.

If he knew that Ting Shuang was gay, he wouldn't know whether Ting Shuang, a foolish boy, could stay in school.

"There are still some things to talk to RoboRun over at HAAS." Bai Changyi's expression seemed to be the same as usual, "I happened to be passing by, so I just came over and said."

"Okay, I'll go over now." Zhu Ao nodded to Bai Changyi, and then instructed Ting Shuang, "Watch the exhibition carefully and don't run around."

After that, he went to HAAS with Bai Changyi.

Bai Changyi said, "Just now—" "Just now, the child was just talking nonsense. Professor Bai, you don't need to worry about him." Zhu Ao smiled and waved his hand.

Bai Changyi laughed lowly and said, "I mean, HAAS just said that SF&M's project is progressing well."

The meaning in that smile was obviously that he heard Ting Shuang's words, but he didn't mention it.

It doesn't seem to mind.

Zhu Ao was silent for a while, sighed, and said, "Professor Bo, being a father is not easy. I take you as my brother, so I won't shy away from that. If you say this is your son, what would you do?"