The virtual screen once again replaced what was seen in the eyes, and the position connecting the on and off under the small button switch fell off, that is, the button to turn on the MP3 became ineffective.
"Repair it or not?" The second thought came next. In order to verify the guess in his heart, Cheng Xiaoyu once again gave a positive reply.
The feeling of dizziness became heavier, and the power in the body seemed to be taken away instantly. A stream of energy repaired the damaged buttons, and Cheng Xiaoyu's forehead was dripping with sweat, and his face was slightly blue, as if he had experienced something that was not suitable for him.
It was the same feeling he had after a long run, he was slightly out of breath, and his whole body slumped in the chair.
"Hey, there's nothing wrong with the MP3. What's going on? It's been broken for several days. Why does it work as soon as I get to you? Do you know any magic?" Wang Peipei saw the screen light of the MP3 light up and shouted in surprise.
He snatched it away and shouted in disbelief.
To be surprised, Cheng Xiaoyu was much more surprised than her. It seemed that the two things were not enough to verify his guess. There were several mobile phones in the safe near the wall that were difficult to repair. Cheng Xiaoyu stood up and took out the key to open the safe and took out a
Taiwan's Nokia mobile phones that cannot be repaired in several major second-hand mobile phone markets in Spring City are still being repaired in the same way as before.
"The main chip and power chip are stuck in many places and have virtual connections. Should they be repaired?"
In the picture, the mobile phone circuit board that has been repaired repeatedly is enlarged, and the chips that have been re-soldered and replaced by experts are revealed in front of Cheng Xiaoyu. The chip solder joints are less than one millimeter apart. No matter how skilled the maintenance expert is, they may be stuck and welded. Transplanted chips are used in mobile phone repair.
It can be regarded as the ultimate technology. After all, people are not machines. There are always slight differences. Even with these differences, the success rate of transplantation is very high, 30% to 40%.
"Repair?"
It was obvious that the energy flow this time was greater than the previous two times, but for Cheng Xiaoyu, everything was no longer comparable, because he fainted.
Weighing 180 kilograms, with a bang, his whole body climbed up to the maintenance platform with his arms, and his head hit the maintenance platform directly. Fortunately, his arm was in front, and his head hit the arm, and there was a sound.
Wang Peipei, who was chatting with her cell phone, woke up. She was startled when she saw Cheng Xiaoyu's appearance. She quickly put down her cell phone and reached out to push Cheng Xiaoyu.
"Hey, Dayu, what's wrong with you? Talk!"
The weight of more than 150 kilograms shook violently, waking up Cheng Xiaoyu who was in a coma due to collapse.
"Huh?" Cheng Xiaoyu shook his head, only to feel waves of dizziness coming over him. Everything he saw in his eyes was a double image. Waves of fatigue, hunger and sleepiness came over his body.
"Damn, did you do something immoral last night?" Wang Peipei saw Cheng Xiaoyu wake up, and there was a hint of concern in her seemingly teasing words.
Cheng Xiaoyu waved his hand to indicate that he was fine. He was fiddling with the phone that had been declared scrapped by countless senior mobile phone repairmen. He turned on the power button and found that it turned on normally. Cheng Xiaoyu didn't think of anything else. He had fantasies about working in one industry and another in one industry.
With a general plan, the meat seller hopes that the price of meat will suddenly skyrocket tomorrow and he happens to have a lot of goods; the athlete hopes that his ability will continue to improve and one day stand on the highest podium of the Olympic Games; the person who repairs the mobile phone naturally hopes that no one else can mess with it.
If you can repair things by yourself, you won't make a lot of money. Cheng Xiaoyu is a typical ordinary citizen. At present, he has not expanded this sudden ability. He has taken it for granted and connected it with mobile phone repair. The second-hand mobile phone industry is very popular in 07
It has been restored to its original condition over the years, and you can make money only if you can repair it.
"Is everything okay?" Wang Peipei looked at Cheng Xiaoyu and asked.
"It's really okay."
"Then I'm leaving?" Wang Peipei had no doubt that Cheng Xiaoyu's fainting had anything to do with her.
"Let's go." Cheng Xiaoyu was very unhappy that Wang Peipei left quickly. He now had too many questions that he needed to seek answers to. People always subconsciously keep secrets about their differences from ordinary people. They don't want their differences to be exposed to ordinary people.
As everyone knows, so does Cheng Xiaoyu.
After Wang Peipei left the mobile phone store, Cheng Xiaoyu walked into the kitchen holding on to the wall. Dust and oil stains were all over the balcony kitchen. You can imagine the hygienic condition of the bachelor's kitchen. If it weren't for the girlfriend who had tidied up diligently a few times before,
This kitchen will not be much different from the kitchen in an ordinary small restaurant.
He took out two bags of instant noodles from the carton in the corridor, and did not bother to boil water. He tore them open and chewed them in big mouthfuls. At this moment, Cheng Xiaoyu felt that his stomach was empty and he could not stand the hunger. He had no strength, it seemed.
If you don't quickly replenish some food, you may faint again at any time.
Cheng Xiaoyu feels a bit like the character in the movie City Hunter starring Jackie Chan. He was so hungry that he didn't know what to do. His eyes would shine when he saw food. He swallowed two bags of instant noodles without chewing them completely. The power of food is powerful.
After pouring several large glasses of cold water into his stomach, Cheng Xiaoyu gained some strength and immediately returned to the repair station. Looking at the mobile phone in his hand that had regained its performance, he quickly disassembled his mobile phone and took out the mobile phone card and put it in.
Among them, after turning on the phone, I couldn't wait for the phone book to be read, so I directly pressed one of the most familiar phone numbers.
After a few rings, the phone was connected, and a rich voice came: "Hello, Daewoo, what's the matter?"
"Boss, what are you doing if I have nothing to ask?" Cheng Xiaoyu dialed the number of his brother Xiong Wei.
"What else can I do? What do you think I am doing at this time?" There was a bit of joking anger in Xiong Wei's voice. Cheng Xiaoyu slapped his head and really forgot that Xiong Wei, who had been in Chuncheng for four years, did not
Then there is the innocent young boy in a small mountain village. Forced by life to make money, he embarked on the road that he thought would make money quickly. His strong body and daring character made him become the bodyguard of a bar owner.
To put it bluntly, I just watch the scene in the bar.
Not all bars have countless underlings like those in Hong Kong, and even the money they make is not enough to support them. The so-called guarding in Spring City means being able to control some drunk people and prevent them from causing trouble. If there is a big problem, the boss will come.
The solution is that Xiong Wei is usually sleeping during the day. Cheng Xiaoyu's phone call at this time can be said to have disturbed Xiong Wei's dream. No wonder he talked like that.
"Hahaha, you go back to sleep. I'm fine. I just saw that you were sleeping well and asked you to get up and pee and go back to sleep again." After saying this, Cheng Xiaoyu didn't wait for Xiong Wei over there to get angry, and quickly hung up the phone, using a look that was almost like looking at a monster.
He looked at the phone and his left hand with an expression, then ran to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror carefully. Hasn't it changed?
He has a round face, slightly broken hair, small and clear eyes, and looks very blessed. If he can slim down a few times, he will be a very good-looking sunny boy.
The clenched fist of the left hand is still round, and when the five fingers are stretched out, each finger is chubby. There is no change, but...
Recalling everything that happened last night, first I rushed up and knocked down one with my body, and then the other with a brick, yes, a brick! (To be continued)