I Am a Giant Baby, the Country Supports Me (7)

When Zheng Qinghui entered the dormitory today, he immediately discovered that Ji Changze, who was supposed to be reading quietly, was not reading today.

Instead, he sat at the table, holding a part and looking at it thoughtfully.

"Changze, what are you looking at?"

He came forward very enthusiastically, looked at the part curiously, and couldn't see where it could be used.

Ji Changze: "I plan to make a robot."

Zheng Qinghui was shocked, but not too shocked.

After all, the seniors in their school also made robots. He was still a junior high school student at the time. When he learned that there was a robot competition, he went to visit it.

The first prize at that time was from their university.

Otherwise, why did he work so hard in high school to get into this university?

Changze is so smart, he will definitely succeed!

He immediately said with support: "Do it!! I support you!"

"Yeah."

Ji Changze nodded, and his usually cold voice had a hint of depression: "There is a problem."

"What's the problem? Is there something you don't understand?" Zheng Qinghui suddenly became energetic.

It turns out that the academic master also has things he doesn't understand?

I felt a little comforted for some reason.

He patted his chest and said with great loyalty: "I know several powerful seniors, one of whom has made robots before. How about I give you their contact information and you ask them?"

As the person who admires the academic master the most, he has planned and planned to hook up with him since he entered school. Pah, he has made friends with several powerful seniors.

Strive to get some fairy spirit.

Ji Changze's voice became more depressed: "Not a problem."

"Yes..."

He put the part on the table, expressionless: "My money is only enough to buy it after deducting living expenses."

Zheng Qinghui: "..."

He looked at Ji Changze, and then at the part in front of him that was not even as big as a fingernail.

He recalled the life-size robots he had seen before.

Hmm...

It's a big problem indeed.

He thought for a few seconds and said, "How about this, I'll pay for the robot, but after it's built, I'll take it to the competition, and then I don't want to split the prize money, just return the money I paid."

In fact, Zheng Qinghui wanted to pat his chest and promise, saying that you just go and make the money and I'll pay.

After all, it was the first time for him to "participate" in the production of a robot.

But although Zheng Qinghui admires academic masters, he is not a son who cheats his father.

Don't look at him spending money lavishly and never being stingy, that's because he is his father's son.

His father's son spending his father's money, of course, is okay.

But the cost of making a robot is not low, his father's money is not blown down by the wind, and he doesn't earn his own money now, so of course he has to be cautious.

After listening to him, the young man revealed a trace of confusion in his eyes; "Robot Competition?"

"Yes, it is held every two years. It will be held in two months. The time is a bit tight, but it doesn't matter. We can bring Yueyang and Laojun together to work faster."

Zheng Qinghui finished talking nonstop, and saw Ji Changze looking at him quietly. Although his face was expressionless, his dark eyes seemed to reveal a trace of confusion.

Zheng Qinghui: "... You don't know about the Robot Conference?"

Ji Changze: "Should I know?"

Zheng Qinghui: "..."

Sure enough, it was a familiar answer.

"Oh right." He suddenly thought of the previous Weibo experiment and asked, "Why do you only have so little money left? Didn't the marketing company want to buy the data you made?"

"There are meetings, approvals, and procedures to go through."

Ji Changze: "Besides, that money is not enough."

"No, Changze, you are so smart, why does your mother have to work so hard?"

Ji Changze frowned slightly:

"Is there any connection between my high IQ and my mother's hard work?"

Zheng Qinghui: "You are smart, you can participate in competitions to win prizes, write papers to get royalties, if not, you have such a good memory, go to that shorthand program, as long as you pass with full marks, you can get a prize of one million."

Ji Changze stood up.

Put down the parts in his hand and was about to walk out. 、

Zheng Qinghui: "???"

"Hey hey hey! Wait, where are you going? We are chatting."

Ji Changze looked back at him and said in a faint voice: "To participate in the shorthand program."

Zheng Qinghui: "... Do you know where the program group is?"

Ji Changze shook his head.

Zheng Qinghui: "...Then do you know how to sign up?"

Ji Changze shook his head again.

Zheng Qinghui: "...Then how do you participate? Rely on your mind?"

The handsome face of the young man showed thinking, and after a few seconds, he sat back silently.

Zheng Qinghui: Auntie, I understand why you must follow your son to the capital.

Ji Changze is smart, but really...

To put it bluntly, this guy is completely desperate.

When they whitewashed the forum, they didn't hold on to the point that [Ji Changze is not a giant baby].

After all, Ji Changze is indeed...completely without any ability to survive.

Before, they were not close to Ji Changze, and of course they didn't think about taking the initiative to get to know this roommate, and they all wanted to turn a blind eye to him.

But these few days are different.

They saw with their own eyes that Ji Changze didn't even know the most basic thing, that he should wash apples before eating.

It's not that he's stupid, it's that he has no such awareness at all.

His smart head seems to be completely filled with knowledge.

These days, the three of them occasionally encountered something they didn't understand, and they would ask Ji Changze, and the answers they got were quite perfect.

This shows how powerful Ji Changze is.

As for why they didn't realize that he was so powerful before?

Wasn't it because they didn't have a good relationship before!

Who would ask a question to someone who doesn't have a good relationship with them?

So it's not that Ji Changze is not smart.

It's that they only recently discovered that Ji Changze is very smart.

Zheng Qinghui hurriedly pulled Ji Changze: "You'd better not go. Although there is a bonus for going on this show, your brain is more valuable than one million. If you want to make money, there is no way!"

Why do you have to go on the show? It's hard work, and you have to face a series of things after being exposed.

Ji Changze: "One million."

"Yes, yes, I know there is one million. Think about it. If this robot is done and someone likes it, let alone one million, even five million, someone might buy it!"

Zheng Qinghui's words were just nonsense.

In fact, he didn't know whether the homemade robot could be sold for money. He only knew that he had to keep Ji Changze stable first.

This guy will definitely be a big shot in the future, so he'd better not get involved in the show.

He watched Ji Changze's eyes light up after he said five million.

I suddenly laughed in my heart.

Ji Changze, he really didn't know how to use his smart brain to make money.

Yes, it would be strange if he knew.

After all, he had been framed like that before, and this guy was like a wild man in the mountains who didn't know anything.

I automatically made it up for Ji Changze in my heart.

Zheng Qinghui added: "In short, let's make this robot first. If we win first place, we will get a bonus. If someone else likes our robot and is willing to buy it, we will be rich."

Ji Changze nodded thoughtfully.

His voice was still cold, but a little faster than before:

"What kind of robot would someone like?"

"What kind? Let me think."

The first thing that popped into Zheng Qinghui's mind was a robot beauty with a beautiful face, a slim figure, fair skin and beautiful appearance.

The beauty smiled, opened her red lips, and called sweetly: "Master..."

No!!!

Wait!!!

How could he have such an evil idea.

Ji Changze was serious about wanting to cash in on his talent, but he was full of dirty thoughts.

I couldn't help but curse myself in my heart.

Pooh! Superficial!

Zheng Qinghui simply told Ji Changze about the image of the robot he wanted to design in the future according to his childhood:

"First of all, his actions should look no different from those of normal people, the smaller the better, and then, his sense of touch and other things cannot be weak, and he must accept commands, and he is automatically equipped with a rescue function. For example, if a robot is walking on the road and suddenly a car accident is about to happen in front of it, the robot will rush up and push the person away."

"And it would be best if it also has a cooking function, so that you don't have to cook by yourself. By the way, when I wrote this composition when I was a child, I also wrote a short story about a girl who bought a robot, and then one day the girl was robbed, and the robot's protection function was activated, and it immediately rescued him."

"I think if our robot is equipped with a protection function, there should be a big boss who will like it. Just think about it, a robot protecting its owner sounds very cool."

While he secretly congratulated himself on his good memory, remembering things so clearly after such a long time, he also thought that his childhood self was really whimsical and dared to think so.

But it is true.

After all, when he was a child, he seriously considered whether to go to Tsinghua University or Peking University when he grew up.

Ji Changze asked with a serious look in his eyes: "Will robots with the function of protecting their owners be more popular?"

"Of course."

Although his childhood thoughts were a bit unrealistic, Zheng Qinghui was still very sure about this: "Of course, ordinary students like us are not afraid, but those big bosses are definitely different. They make a lot of money. What if they are targeted by kidnappers or robbers? For bodyguards, they are also afraid that the bodyguards will be distracted or bribed. But robots are different. As for robots, as long as you enter the program, they will do whatever you tell them to do."

After speaking, he touched his chin: "But there seems to be no such robot on the market. Anyway, if we really make it, the worst case is to enter some Taekwondo or Muay Thai, and then practice on the stage. Hey! Wouldn't this attract people!"

Seeing that Ji Changze listened very seriously, he felt proud and happy.

Of course he was happy that the academic bully was willing to listen to him so seriously.

Ji Changze confirmed again: "How high does the attack power need to be?"

How high can a robot's attack power be.

Zheng Qinghui waved his hand indifferently: "Of course the higher the better."

"Don't worry, Changze, you are so smart, there will be no problem."

Even if it is really impossible to make a practical robot, ahem, you can also consider making a good-looking face.

Ji Changze nodded, his voice faint;

"I see."

"As long as you understand, that's good. If you don't suggest it, I'll ask Yueyang to go with Laojun, right?"

Although I am the largest sponsor of this [Operation Robot], if I decide to call two roommates, they will definitely sign their names together.

Although he knew that Ji Changze's temperament didn't seem to care about these things, Zheng Qinghui still had to ask clearly.

Ji Changze really didn't care.

"OK."

Zheng Qinghui immediately called someone.

The roommates in 301 got together and bought all the accessories according to the names and styles given by Ji Changze for five days.

There are some items that are not shown in the pictures, or are not allowed to be purchased due to state regulations, so they can only quietly find factories to make them themselves. If that doesn't work, they have to find other substitutes.

The three of them all agreed that they did not want Ji Changze to come with them.

Can genius’ time be the same as their time?

So, when Zheng Qinghui and the others came back, they saw Ji Changze constantly assembling parts in his hands, but his eyes fell on a book on the table.

There is a stack of books under the book, and there is also a stack of books on Ji Changze's right side.

The roommates have gotten to know Ji Changze very well through observation in the past few days.

Obviously, the one on the right has already been read.

The ones you are reading and the ones below are the ones you haven’t finished yet.

Cheng Yueyang curiously stepped forward and read the titles: "Weapons Knowledge", "Light Weapons", "Weapon Development History", "Quantum Mechanics", "Theoretical Direction of Physics"..."

What is this all about?

He asked Ji Changze in confusion: "Changze, why are you looking at these?"

Ji Changze: "Qing Hui gave it to me."

Zheng Qinghui met the doubtful looks of his two roommates, and remembered that he asked Ji Changze to study the guardian, and smiled:

"Yes, isn't this for our robots?"

The two of them didn't ask any more questions.

Zhang Zejun was a little worried: "There are only less than two months left. Will we have time? Don't wait until everyone else goes to compete. We haven't even made one yet."

Ji Changze silently took out a hand from the table and handed it over: "Hand."

Zheng Zejun: "?? I thought what you were doing was your hand."

Ji Changze: "This is a hand accessory."

He looked at Zheng Qinghui again: "Qinghui asked me to do it."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!"

Zheng Qinghui finally found the opportunity and laughed back: "You're stupid, I told you, the difference between geniuses and us is like gods and mortals. With Nagasawa here, we will definitely win the third prize." !”

"Maybe we can even look forward to the first prize."

Ji Changze: Smile.

The four of them worked hard for two months. Among them, Ji Changze mainly devoted his mental activities, while the remaining three sighed "Big Brother 666" while frantically absorbing experience and knowledge.

Such opportunities are rare for them.

Qi Yishu, after knowing the four people's plans, worked hard to deliver meals to Ji Changze every day.

To be precise, it was the takeaway she ordered.

After all, she can't cook.

The day before the competition, Ji Changze stood in front of the robot and announced the completion after a series of handshakes, name inquiries, information searches, and fitness exercises.

Zheng Qinghui: "What about the function of protecting the Lord? Aren't you the one who has been doing this for the longest time?"

Ji Changze turned around silently: "The function of protecting the master is only once, and it must be demonstrated during the game."

"Once? Isn't that a little too little?"

Zheng Qinghui was a little disappointed.

Ji Changze: "The current conditions are not enough, I will try to increase the amount next time."

Cheng Yueyang's face was full of excitement: "I think our robot is very good even if it doesn't have the function of protecting its owner! Look, if I throw my phone over, it will catch it immediately, and I didn't give it any instructions!"

Zhang Zejun was also full of pride: "Our robot will definitely win the first prize."

Zheng Qinghui patted Ji Changze on the shoulder:

"Nagaze, you have contributed the most to making this robot. When I go on stage to give a demonstration, do you have the confidence?"

Ji Changze nodded: "Yes."

He lowered his head and sent a text message to Qi Yishu, asking her to go watch the game.

The other three people all looked proud.

They know in their hearts that their robots are definitely better than everyone else's.

First place!

absolute! !

On the day of the competition, because it was a college student robot competition, only some young people came.

Qi Yishu used to like wearing jeans, but today she wanted to show off for her boyfriend, so she specially changed into a beautiful little skirt and put on light makeup.

Even if her boyfriend's robot doesn't win first place, her boyfriend's girlfriend still has to win first place! !

Ji Changze and the others were in front, number three.

When he was about to go on stage, the three of them pushed him onto the stage with excitement on their faces: "Nagasawa!! Speak well!! Demonstrate well!! We must let them know how powerful our robot is!!!"

Qi Yishu held a light stick in his hand: "Ah ah ah Nagasawa, you are the best!!!"

Ji Changze nodded and stepped onto the stage calmly.

The people below looked at the handsome student on the stage with an expressionless face and a cold tone:

"Our robot's name is 301."

"It cooks."

The robot cooked food in front of the prepared stove in a decent manner.

"I will also deliver the food to you for you to eat."

The robot delivered the meal to Ji Changze.

"It also has a translation function."

The robot began to translate the words Ji Changze said just now into other languages.

"Moreover, it also has the function of protecting the owner."

Ji Changze said, casually put the spatula in the small room next to him for people to rest, and specially opened the door to see if there was anyone inside.

The host saw him running off the stage, and asked with a smile: "Student, do you mean that your robot can find this spatula by itself?"

Ji Changze walked back silently and asked: "Is there anything valuable in this room?"

Host: "No, it seems that there are only a few tables and chairs."

He looked at the student strangely as if he relaxed, and said to the audience: "Suppose there is a robber who robbed the owner's property, such as the spatula just now. You are walking on the road, and someone suddenly appears and robs your spatula. At this time, when the owner issues a command, 301 will turn on the function of protecting the owner."

As he said, he said to the robot: "301, my spatula was robbed, help me get it back."

The robot nodded and walked to the front of the room step by step.

Raising its arm, parts appeared and assembled automatically, forming something similar to a cannon barrel.

-- Bang! ! !

"Ah!!!!"

There were screams from the audience, and in full view of the crowd, the small house was directly blown into ash.

Everyone: "..."

Everyone was stunned.

In the ash, the robot slowly squatted down, picked up the spatula, and handed it to Ji Changze who was standing there waiting for it.

Ji Changze was next to the host with a terrified expression, trying to raise the corners of his lips.

He showed the spatula in his hand to the audience below.

The young man smiled lightly, and against the backdrop of the ruins next to him, his smile seemed very happy to find the spatula.

"Look, like this, your spatula is back.",,