The child secretly caught a glimpse of Hu-day’s shocked face, and he couldn’t help but feel happy and proud. "Now that you have read this bamboo slip, please say something about your feelings. If it makes sense, this first test will let you pass."
"So this is the first test." Hu-day finally knew what the first test was hard to say and easy to say.
He thought to himself, "What is written in this bamboo slip is that the clever layman wants me to talk about the concept of mechanical technology. It is to examine whether my own concept conflicts with the clever layman. No wonder that the white fox is stuck here."
Nowadays, the development of mechanical technology has been full of schools and colorful ideas. As far as the field of repair is concerned, the biggest alliance of mechanical technology is the alliance of four families: Hu, Jing, Mo and Xuanyuan. Pan Guxing Hu’s family is the branch of mechanical Hu’s family in these four families.
Every ten years, these four families will compete with each other. The reason is that each machine has different ideas, and no one is the same. The fact is that Hu Jiabu’s ideas about machine are also complicated. At the beginning, ancestor Hu Tian was pushed out to Pan Guxing because of the disagreement of ideas.
"The white fox must be different from the clever layman’s concept. This was brushed away. The clever layman wanted to take care of himself and knew how great the disaster would be if the inheritance fell into the wrong idea, but it would be better not to leave it to fate."
Thought of this, Hu Tian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The clever lay man wanted to inherit the tradition, but he wanted to choose a person who was both gifted and had similar ideas. For this reason, Hu Tian never passed again. Although his machine was weak, he read a book of bamboo slips made by Hu Jiazu’s robot horse, but instead it was like a blank piece of paper, which was more suitable for describing what machine idea he didn’t even form himself. After reading "Machine Theory", he felt that there was no source of conflict between clever lay men.
The lead child then warned, "The idea is the idea. I hope you can speak frankly. The idea of the machine is the soul of practicing the machine, just like the meaning of the sword heart to the sword repair. The idea can’t be disguised at a glance. You can show your legacy by teaching you to assemble a machine, so you’d better tell the truth."
"Well …" Hu-day listened to the words of Jieyin Tong, and after a little reflection on some wording, Kan Kan said, "I think the machine is a kind of creation, and the most exquisite is a creative and unconstrained style that reflects the miracle of life in the universe …"
He mixed up his own understanding of Machine Theory and Bamboo Slips Made by Machine Fighting Horse, and 100% of the words were the views in Machine Theory, but they were mixed with his own humble views, which were not based on the teachings.
Machine violet lead child just frowning face impatiently listening to hu-day, but gradually he looked focused and moved a pair of eyes staring at hu-day, as dignified "these views and’m idea is just the same! It’s really strange. Is it possible that this naive Hu is waiting for thousands of people? Well, although there is no conflict in his words, I will try him just to be on the safe side. "
After Hu Tian elaborated, he took the lead and waved his hand. "Since you said that creativity is the root idea of machine technology, please create a machine in half an hour. The square table there is the material. I will personally urge you to do it."
"Machine-made?" Hu tianyi frowned at once, and there was a big problem in his heart. He had more than ten kinds of machine objects and read machine classics, but it was always a paper talk about the practical ability of the soldiers. Now he suddenly asked him to use tools to make them, so he was so good.
"Why? Cann’t do it? If so, it proves that what you just said is a lie, disguised flattery. "This leads to childlike innocence and exquisiteness. It is difficult for Hu-day to see him as soon as he senses."
"It’s just crustily skin of head." Hu-day touched his nose with a wry smile and turned to sit at the square table to check the tools.
This is really difficult for him!
He can recognize 30% of these machine tools according to his own speculation, and 30% of them can vaguely guess some achievements, but he needs experiments, and the remaining 40% can’t recognize them even if he is scratching his head to break his head.
"Why don’t you do it?" Pick up the child and ask again with a frown
Hu Tian scratched his head and said frankly, "I don’t know some tools here."
The child suddenly laughed. "You are honest and tell you the truth. Many of the tools here are created by the master himself. It’s understandable that you don’t know them. Speaking of it, there are only a few dozen people who don’t know some tools here. You can ask me and I’ll answer them for you."
It’s not true that I hate Hu-day’s idea to ask questions now, but it impressed Hu-day that his heart rose slightly and brought out a little affection.
"This is the best. Then I ask what this is for?" Hu-day smell speech is a joy. He should draw a strange thing like an enlarged key from a pile of tools beside him.
"This? ！” Lead the child with a dull face and then a wink toward Hu Tianda shouted, "This is the most basic tool among the ever-changing schools of pen and machine deformation! You don’t even know this? ！”
Just formed a good impression and suddenly swayed.
"Hehe," Hu Tianxiao asked with a smile, "What’s wrong with this ever-changing machine pen?"
Lead the child’s black face because of the fact that he has just promised to hand over to treat Hu Tianru like this ever-changing machine pen.
"Oh-!" Hu Tian’s long tone was white, and he was pleasantly surprised, "It’s amazing! People who sent this machine pen are very good!"
The child took a clap on his forehead and looked at Hu Tiandao suspiciously. "This machine pen has gradually developed and improved. It is said that the originator has to go back to ancient times when the school of shapeshifters was the golden age of development and growth."
Hu Tian pulled out a ball with various button machine tools and asked, "What the hell is this?"
Pick up the child’s hands and pick up the hat. Lotus leaves are generally crazy. "Please! This is a basic tool for making a specific shape of spar! "
"So that’s it!" Hu Tian looked suddenly enlightened and suddenly asked, "What’s wrong with this grinder?"
The child’s face suddenly became dull …
After a full five hours, the lead child completely collapsed on the rosette, looked up vigorously and shouted "Oh, my God …" and stretched out his little hand to make a bird’s paw twitch.
Hu-day finally made these machine tools white. It was the first time that he really came into contact with these machine tools. His interest increased greatly and he couldn’t help but try to fiddle with them with his fingers.