When Aquaman crossed over to the Otome game, the car overturned

Meng Gaohan didn't say anything about He Wen still alive.

Firstly, there is too little evidence, and secondly, he is not sure whether the new experimental materials can effectively protect and buffer.

The materials obtained in the new experiment actually come from the exoskeleton bracket brought by Zhong Jiamu at first. The skeleton of the bracket is made of carbon fiber composite material. This material is very tough, but it is also very light in weight. It can support the weight of 10G that the human body can bear.

After Meng Gaohan imitated the material, He Wen suggested that Meng Gaohan implement it in his previous fall prevention design.

In the design drawing, a few points are pasted on the joints of the human body. These points sense abnormal pressure and will pop out like a car's airbag.

It is easy to make a device, but it is much more difficult to pass the test.

A few days ago, He Wen approached Meng Gaohan and asked to try out this equipment.

Meng Gaohan asked casually: "Excuse me, what occasion is it used in? I can make corresponding adjustments."

"Falling from a building," He Wen said, "If you calculate it at a height of 50 meters, you need to prevent sharp objects from being scratched, and you need to be able to absorb half of the force."

This kind of request is simply unbelievable. Out of safety considerations, Meng Gaohan resolutely refused: "Mr. He, based on the current experimental results, it is difficult to meet your needs. I'm afraid I need to give me another month..."

He Wen has always been tough in dealing with people, but he is not the kind of character that cannot be discussed.

But this time, He Wen had no intention of retreating at all, "Whether you meet the requirements or not, please be sure to hand over the things to me tomorrow."

It will be delivered tomorrow, so Meng Gaohan only has one night.

The sensor of the test product is still not sensitive, so Meng Gaohan can only add a manual deployment button on it.

When Meng Gaohan delivered the goods the next day, he asked He Wen to sign a letter of commitment as insurance.

But he didn't expect that the next time he saw He Wen would be on TV.

But Meng Gaohan always felt that He Wen was still alive, because he had not heard any news about the carbon fiber material, and there were no debris at the scene, which means that the test product withstood the pressure of falling from a high altitude.

"is it?"

The gel pen was twirling back and forth in Zhong Jiamu's hand, and he finally said, "That's good."

Zhong Jiamu's reaction was so light that Meng Gaohan felt that he had done something wrong again.

Meng Gaohan retracted his finger on the table at a loss, "If you don't care about He Wen, then just pretend I didn't say anything."

When Meng Gaohan wanted to retreat, Zhong Jiamu finally replied: "No."

Meng Gaohan watched Zhong Jiamu raise his head to look at himself, and smiled with crooked eyes: "Thank you, Teacher Meng."

The window of the library was open, and the hot wind with hot air broke through the strict defense of air-conditioning, bypassed Zhong Jiamu's forehead hair, and then rushed towards Meng Gaohan.

At that moment, Meng Gaohan's skin seemed to be scalded by heat, and his whole body was red with blood.

"It's okay." All the thoughts of Meng Gaohan were steamed out of his head by the heat, he didn't dare to look at Zhong Jiamu's face, and moved his eyes to the concrete road outside the library, which was brightly illuminated by the sun, "It looks really hot outside. "

Zhong Jiamu looked out following Meng Gaohan's gaze, and replied, "After all, it's summer vacation."

Meng Gaohan is just the teacher of Zhong Jiamu's elective course. After this semester is over, the next meeting will almost depend on luck.

Outside the library, Cicada, holding the sycamore tree, yelled loudly, trying to pass through the air-conditioned room, but there was not much sound coming from the small gap in the window, and the rest was covered by double-layer vacuum glass. blocked outside.

Meng Gaohan grabbed the exoskeleton bracket next to his leg, opened his mouth, and let out a soft "ah".

The voice was too low to catch Zhong Jiamu's attention.

Zhong Jiamu seemed to feel that the wind outside was getting a little hot, so he stretched out his hand to close the window.

For a moment, the entire library was silent.

Zhong Jiamu then looked up at Meng Gaohan who was standing there, as if asking if he had anything else to do?

"I brought the things," Meng Gaohan sighed very lightly, "Come on for the exam."

Meng Gaohan seemed to vaguely understand Zhong Jiamu's thoughts.

Maybe Zhong Jiamu used to be happy because of his confession, but now it's impossible.

People are subject to change. Things that used to make people happy can only bring people trouble now.

This is what Mr. Meng learned from Mr. Zhong this semester.

Although he owed so many courses, fortunately, the burden of art students was not too great, and Zhong Jiamu had read the whole book.

Originally, the dog ears were planned to be drawn with the mixed golden paint, but after being suggested by Meng Gaohan in the library, and under the pressure of possible failure, the dog ears were not drawn as real objects, but were set off by the light and shadow behind them.

Zhong Jiamu was still the same as the previous exams, he wrote all the questions he could write, and if he couldn't, he translated the questions into three meanings, at least filling the grids to the brim.

Regardless of whether it will or not, at least it must show the struggle and begging for mercy of the scumbag, so that the marking teacher will show compassion and give a low-altitude flying score.

When taking the last class, Zhong Liu seized the time to go to the company to pick up Zhong Jiamu, planning to have an all-night party tonight.

At first, Zhong Jiamu still felt guilty towards He Wen, but now that he got Meng Gaohan's words, that feeling of guilt was like the carbon dioxide in his lungs, and he vomited it all out.

When Zhong Jiamu left the examination room, he saw Zhong Liu's newly bought wine red SUV at a glance.

He sat in the co-pilot, fastened his seat belt, stretched out his hand and pointed forward, "Go!"

It was still bright now, Zhong Liu kicked the gas pedal, ready to go straight to the restaurant first.

The two ate and drank a lot, and after they were full, Zhong Liu called the waiter to settle the bill.

The two sat in the private room to rest leisurely, Zhong Liu suddenly said to Zhong Jiamu: "I have two news here, one good news and one bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Zhong Jiamu had a bad premonition in his heart, feeling that he was brought into the Hongmen Banquet by Zhong Liu, "Brother, why don't we AA this time?"

"No, no, no," Zhong Liu came and patted Zhong Jiamu on the back, "Be confident, your brother is rich."

Zhong Jiamu thought about it, and finally said cautiously: "Why don't you give me some good news first to give me some confidence."

The corners of Zhong Liu's lips turned upward, "Xi's had an accident, and he wasn't going to vote for our variety show at first, but unexpectedly, on the way, a more heroic benefactor came out, and he directly transferred the budget we reported on the spot, and said that if it is not enough, he can do it at any time." Ask him for."

Zhong Liu's project revived, and Zhong Jiamu was also happy, "What about the bad news?"

Zhong Liu took a deep breath, pretending, "He specified that he needs you to participate in the show."

Good guy, this good and bad news is still separate!

Zhong Jiamu vaguely had a bad feeling about this wealthy financial backer, "It can't be...Yi Wenbai, right?"

Zhong Liu smiled but didn't answer, apparently acquiescing to Zhong Jiamu's words.

Zhong Jiamu's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that his brother betrayed him so easily, "Brother, you actually did such a detrimental thing!"

"I originally refused," Zhong Liu sighed, "but he really gave too much."

"As soon as Yi Wenbai appeared on the stage, he set a budget five times higher than the original plan. I really couldn't bear to refuse the expectant gaze of Director Lu, but he directly agreed to all my requests."

Zhong Jiamu was suddenly curious, "What did he promise?"

"I just started to say that it is impossible to put him in the same group as you, and he nodded and agreed. Then I thought, even if he is not in the same group, I can't stop him from doing anything to you! So I said, he I can't be a guest of this variety show."

Zhong Liu patted the table, showing an outrageous expression, "He agreed without even thinking about it."

"Seeing that he agreed so readily, I felt that Yi Wenbai was definitely going to throw an arrow behind his back." Zhong Liu waved his hand and spoke vividly, "You know, when Director Lu looked at the conditions I raised, I just feel that this show is not going to be any better. If it wasn't for the crowd, he would definitely kneel down and beg me on the spot."

Zhong Jiamu also listened very seriously, he wanted to know how his brother sold himself, "And then what?"

"Then I thought about it for a long time, how to prevent Yi Wenbai from changing on the way," Zhong Liu showed a smug smile at this point, "I asked him to pay the full amount first."

Zhong Jiamu felt a little unbelievable, "He agreed?"

"He agreed."

Now that we have talked about this, it is true that Yi Wenbai made a compromise and gave in for eight hundred miles. The only request for others to give money is to let himself play.

It's just that he is not from the entertainment circle, and he has never been able to sing or dance any musical instrument.

Zhong Jiamu was very embarrassed, "I really won't let everyone see that this show is not good if I go?"

"Don't worry, I've arranged everything," Zhong Liu said, "This competition has an elimination mechanism. With your strength, you will definitely be eliminated in the first round."

Zhong Jiamu thought so too, after all, his brother's first internship project was stillborn, and the start of his career was not smooth.

Zhong Liu had already thought about it for Zhong Jiamu, "Besides, this variety show will only last for two months at most, so you can play for another month during your summer vacation."

Zhong Jiamu was still hesitating.

Zhong Liu took a look, and directly used the final trump card, "The two people with the highest expenses were kicked away, and now the sponsorship is five times more than before. Director Lu said, if you come, I will give you this amount directly."

Zhong Jiamu saw that Zhong Liu made an eight, and couldn't help guessing, "Eighty thousand?"

Zhong Liu shook his head, disdainful of Zhong Jiamu's courage in guessing numbers.

Zhong Jiamu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "80?"

Zhong Liu clicked his tongue three times, "Why do I still call you 80? These days, the little fresh meat you can't name has to start in six or seven figures. I've already negotiated, this variety show will give you 8000 million directly , 5000 million of which will be paid directly to your account as long as you sign the contract."

Zhong Jiamu clutched his chest that fell in love with money at first sight, and couldn't help sighing, "This is really, too much."

5000 million, he can hire a team to design games for him himself!