"What is this?" Song Miao squatted down and asked curiously.
"It's a computer," Song Ci said awkwardly.
Her original idea was to make a bracelet personal terminal, but in the end, she didn't succeed.
The main reason is that we can't think of a chip with such strong bearing capacity, and there are many needed parts that can't be replaced.
Finally, I can only make such a thing that I don't know how to describe.
Churong also looked down. Although it looked strange, Churong was confident that he could do it.
However, the idea of Song Ci is really so different.
Others refit the computer, or assemble the computer by themselves, will not change the shape.
Song Ci, however, subverted the means of those people and directly made a metal cuboid.
"What's the use of taking this out and smashing the door?" Song Miao didn't know why.
Let him dissect the corpse and look for clues. He is good at it, but on the Internet, he is a particularly white idiot.
Well, by comparison, he still stays in the stage of sending messages, receiving messages, making calls and answering calls.
Song Miao rolled his eyes and was speechless during the Song Dynasty.
"I think I'm the kind of reckless person? I'm a civilized person." Song Ci said faintly, and his white slender index finger tapped gently on the laser keyboard on the ground.
Chu Rong can't see the finger movement of Song Ci now behind Song Ci, but he can see the picture projected on the door panel.
At a glance, Chu Rong knew what Song Ci was doing.
Without opening his mouth to disturb Song Ci, Chu Rong stood behind and looked quietly.
However, Chu Rong doesn't speak. Others have to say.
For example, song Miao and Jane.
"Young master, are you?" Jane squatted down and looked at Song Ci with curiosity.
"Unlock the lock." Song Ci said naturally.
Song Miao and Jane drew at the same time.
Unlock?
Although Song Ci is very confident, why do they think they don't believe it?
Regardless of their disbelief, Song Ci kept working under him.
Two minutes later, Song Ci raised his hand and gently exhaled.
Seeing the appearance of Song Ci, song Miao thought that Song Ci didn't do anything. Afraid of Song Ci's depression, song Miao comforted: "in fact, it's no big deal. If you can't open it, the person who unlocked it should come soon."
"Yes, those who unlock the lock have learned to open it for a long time. Young master, you haven't learned it. It's normal that you can't open it." hearing song Miao's consolation, Jane hurried to keep up.
I can't help it. The young master has a bad temper. What if he kicks the door?
It doesn't matter if the door is broken. The big deal is to change another door.
However, if something goes wrong with the kick of Song Ci, it will be great.
Song Ci's mouth twitched. Do these two people look down on her too much?!
"Who said it wasn't opened?" Song Ci cried and asked.
"Er..." Song Miao and Jane, who were about to continue comforting, stopped.
"Is it open?" Song Miao asked tentatively.
Song Ci ignored them, put away the computer he had assembled, got up, reached out and held the door handle, turned it gently, and then made a squeak.
The door... Opened.
Opening the door, Song Ci went in directly, and Chu Rong followed closely.
Song Miao and Jane rubbed their eyes, but they still didn't believe it.
Unlock, is it really easy?
I couldn't figure it out. I didn't want to. Seeing that Song Ci and Chu Rong had gone in, they hurried to keep up.