Gu Xiaoqi's little face instantly became tense. She glared at Xu Qingyang angrily and said, "Father, if you don't know how to speak, don't speak!"
Xu Qingyang looked at the bulging cheeks opposite him, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he rubbed it slightly with his fingers. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and poked Gu Xiaoqi's cheek, nodded and said, "Okay."
He never liked to talk, and more than one person said he couldn't talk.
His slender fingers poked Gu Xiaoqi's cheek several times, which made her not sure whether she should be angry or not.
However, the slight pain coming from his cheek made Gu Xiaoqi cover his cheek without hesitation and glared at Xu Qingyang's father and said, "Father, you have been poking me in the face for so many years, why can't you control the intensity!"
Xu Qingyang felt guilty, his eyes averted slightly, and he was speechless.
When Gu Xiaoqi saw it, she became more and more confident. She released her little hand covering her face, pointed at her cheek and said, "Look! It's definitely red!"
this.
No, just a few light pokes
Xu Qingyang clasped his hands behind his back without leaving any trace, and complained: "You have been in the army for so many years, why are you still so squeamish?"
Gu Xiaoqi could hear the loud sound clearly, and she only felt that her hands and teeth were itchy.
Gu Xiaoqi sat directly on the sofa and started to lie down. He randomly found a book on mecha manufacturing and started reading it, without talking to Xu Qingyang's father.
When Xu Qingyang saw that Gu Xiaoqi did not choose to leave immediately, he was relieved. But when he saw Gu Xiaoqi's silent look, he instantly felt nervous.
His brain was running wildly, and after a while he said without any hesitation: "Although there is progress in the current work, due to the internal structure and function of the mecha, the driver's mental power level must not be too low, otherwise the driver will not be able to function normally.
Operating a mecha can easily put a huge strain on his body."
Gu Xiaoqi paused while turning the pages of the book.
Xu Qingyang immediately continued: "However, this situation is not completely insurmountable. We are now looking for something that can replace mental power. We are also transforming or rebuilding mechas, so that all people can become mecha pilots.
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Gu Xiaoqi put down the book in his hand and looked up at his father.
A thought suddenly flashed through Xu Qingyang's mind, and he asked: "What else do you want to know?"
Gu Xiaoqi immediately sat upright, staring at Xu Qingyang with his dark brown eyes without blinking, and said, "I want to know where you are now?"
She was afraid that she would embarrass her father in return, so she immediately continued: "Father, just say what you can."
Xu Qingyang smiled, his always cold face full of smiles: "I said of course, but I have a request."
"What request?" Gu Xiaoqi raised his eyebrows. Xu Qingyang's father had never made any request.
Thinking of this, she became a little curious and looked straight at her father.
Xu Qingyang: "Puff your cheeks and let me poke them."
Gu Xiaoqi: "."
She wanted to bargain, but noticed the desire in her father's eyes and his fingers that were ready to move.
Gu Xiaoqi had no choice but to bite the bullet and pass his head towards Xu Qingyang, puffing up his cheeks and looking pitiful.
Xu Qingyang smiled instantly, slowly stretched out his hand toward Gu Xiaoqi's face, and began to explain in a low voice the current progress and problems encountered.
Gu Xiaoqi listened to his father's words in silence. After Xu Qingyang finished speaking, he asked: "Father, have you ever thought about intelligent mechas?"