"Please tell me" Yang Huan didn't show any hesitation.
Copy this address and browse 7777772e626971692e6d65 Norman Foster also admired this very much.
This young master Huan is so vigorous and resolute in his work.
"You know, to complete a successful architectural design, it is often not possible to do it alone.
I hope to cooperate with Herzog & de Meuron Architects in Switzerland.
They have rich experience in designing sports venues. experience.”
Yang Huan knew this architectural firm.
The famous Bird's Nest and Allianz Stadium were created by them.
Many people may not know that when Herzog and de Meuron designed the Bird's Nest, they specially invited Norman Foster to serve as a design consultant.
This kind of thing is quite common in the construction field.
After all, the water here is too deep and there are too many doorways.
No one person can master everything, so cooperation is needed.
Just like on the football field, no one can play eleven positions by himself.
"Okay, okay."
Yang Huan agreed readily.
"By the way, Norman, speaking of cooperation, I have a very good friend who studies at the University of Southampton.
She is a very enthusiastic fan of yours and has always wanted to learn from you.
I wonder if there is such an opportunity. " Norman Foster noticed that Yang Huan was talking about a woman and immediately laughed.
He had heard a lot about Master Huan, and many British newspapers had reported on him and Lin Yuner, for example.
"Master Huan introduced me, of course there is no problem."
After Yang Huan saw Norman Foster agree, he secretly wondered if he should use this as a bargaining chip.
At the very least, Huang Ying must be burned after reading it.
But, wouldn’t it be too ungentlemanly?
Forget it, gentlemen these days are all about rolling their balls, and only villains can play with it.
As the saying goes, men are not bad and women are not in love.
If you want to pick up girls, you must not be too gentleman.
"Master Huan, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first.
It's rare for me to come to China.
I want to walk around."
Norman Foster is over 70 years old, how many topics can he have in common with 20-year-old Yang Huan?
Basically, after talking about the matter, he stood up and left.
Yang Huan didn't hold back and sent him to the door.
Just in time to see Zhang Ning carrying a cardboard box upstairs.
"Master Huan, your express delivery."
"Express delivery" Yang Huan was a little surprised, "I haven't bought anything before, how could there be express delivery?"
"I don't know.
It seems to have been sent from the United States and sent to Long Hai's office.
They quickly flew it to Sanya."
Zhang Ning carried the box and followed Yang Huan back to the living room.
Yang Huan tilted his head and asked in a feigned panic: "It's from the United States.
Is there a bomb inside?"
I haven't done anything harmful to the world.
At best, I just pick up girls.
No one should assassinate me.
"Bomb" Zhang Ning chuckled.
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This young master Huan's ability to associate is too strong.
A package can be associated with a bomb Do you really think you are the leader of some country and the target of terrorist attacks?
"Don't say it, it's really possible."
Yang Huan said seriously, carefully placing the cardboard box on the table.
It looked like it would really explode if you weren't careful.
Zhang Ning found it funny to see him pretending to be a ghost like this.
"Stop pretending, take it apart quickly and see what it is.
Make it look like someone is really trying to assassinate you."
Yang Huan looked like you are really not careful enough, "There are many people who want to assassinate me, those who are jealous of my handsomeness, those who are envious of my talent, and those who can't stand the fact that I always have a cute girl around me.
Zhang Damei’s” Zhang Ning heard what he said before and kept throwing hygienic glances at him.
This person is too narcissistic.
But hearing him say it to the end made his ears turn red.
Unexpectedly, Yang Huan clicked his tongue twice, "If you think about it carefully, there are really many people who want to assassinate me."
After he finished speaking, he laughed out loud and waved his hand, "So, Zhang Ning, get out quickly and be careful of bombs."
Zhang Ning was smiling from ear to ear, but he was squatting in front of the table, facing Yang Huan, with the cardboard box in between.
He had no intention of leaving at all.
His look seemed to say, "Just take it apart, I just want to watch."
You tear it apart "Touched.
At the critical moment, before the bomb, you actually promised me life and death.
I am so touched."
These words made Zhang Ning giggle, and he couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Just hurry up and take it apart."
She was quite curious, what on earth was it?
Yang Huan took a fruit knife from the table, gently cut open the carton, and saw that there was still a layer of foam inside.
"It's wrapped well," Yang Huan said with a casual smile.
"What is this?"
Zhang Ning came over curiously.
She was wearing a red shirt today with an open collar.
When she moved forward, the collar immediately dropped, revealing her charming collarbone.
It's a pity, if there were more buttons on the collar, it would be visible.
When Zhang Ning saw that Yang Huan didn't make a move, she raised her head and saw a pair of his eyes staring at her chest.
Although she knew clearly that she would not be exposed, she still patted her collar hard, her pink face slightly red.
He cursed shyly, "Pervert"
"Why am I such a pervert?
I appreciate your beauty with a very artistic eye, okay?"
Yang Huan defended herself aggrievedly, "Compared with those artists who paint human bodies, I just can't paint.
It’s just a painting, but the eyes for appreciating art are the same, do you understand?”
Zhang Ning found it funny.
Anyway, this guy had his own reasons for everything he said and did.
"Besides, I've already touched it, and I'm afraid others will see it."
This sentence made Zhang Ning extremely embarrassed.
She knew that if she continued to stay, he would definitely become more and more outrageous.
"Forget it, don't you just want to drive me away?
I'm going out."
Zhang Ning stood up angrily.
Yang Huan smiled and waved his hand, "Sha Youlala."
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Zhang Ning is now full of doubts.
He doesn't know what is in this box.
It's so mysterious that he doesn't dare to let himself see it.
Could it be an inflatable doll?
The more I think about it, the more likely it is I heard that when he was in the UK, this guy and a beautiful reporter exchanged certain toys that were not suitable for children.
However, since they all said they were leaving, I was embarrassed to stay.
Watching Zhang Ning leave, Yang Huan smiled mischievously.
Looking at her expression, this girl must have thought wrongly.
There's actually nothing big going on here, it's just a virtual helmet.
Yang Huan didn't expect that the other party would be so efficient, and it only took a few days to send it from the United States.
Taking out the foam from the carton revealed the true face inside.
"Wow, no, it's such a rough and crude thing."
Yang Huan felt like he was collapsing.
This helmet can basically be said to be assembled together.
Many places still need to be wrapped with tape.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like the kind of thing that fools people.
But for it, Yang Huan spent 10,000 US dollars.
"It's a rip-off, this is too copycat," Yang Huan smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Money is really not too important to him.
The most important thing is that he is a little disappointed with this prototype.
Currently, the biggest use of virtual helmets is playing games, but in Yang Huan's view, there are too many places where they can be used.
For example, it is used in player training.
I once saw a newspaper in my previous life.
Chelsea has a kind of training called the Meditation House.
It is said that it was brought by Ancelotti.
Through hypnosis, players can return to the scenes of various mistakes they made in the game and then experience them personally.
Experience it.
Just imagine, if there is a virtual helmet, why not hypnotize players and directly let the players train wearing the virtual helmet.
When the time comes, combined with things like ball servers, the competition venue can be simulated to the greatest extent.
Not only the adult team, but also the youth team can participate in such training.
This kind of training that is as close to actual combat as possible has a great effect on the improvement and progress of players.
If combined with data analysis, it may be possible to maximize the success rate of youth training.
In other words, artificial genius is not far away.
In fact, when it comes to artificial genius, there is no need to make it seem very far-fetched or science fiction.
Real Madrid's Cristiano Ronaldo and Barcelona's Messi are the masterpieces of two of the greatest artificial geniuses in the world.
Everything they have is the coaches and trainers around them, who follow tailor-made scientific training and are precise.
Crafted with care.
Anyone who saw Cristiano Ronaldo and Messi when they were coming out and then looks at them now will not deny this.
In addition to football, there are many places where virtual helmets can be applied.
However, after seeing this virtual helmet that looked very fake, he was disappointed.
Two sets of lenses, an ED display screen, and two rough pictures form a bad 3D effect.
This is the virtual helmet.
Yang Huan even thought that if he went to Shenzhen, the capital of copycats, to find someone to make this thing, it probably wouldn't take much time.
"It's just a piece of shit, and it still requires investment."
After wearing it for a while, Yang Huan felt dizzy and threw it on the table.
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If that guy named Palmer Lucky, or the guy who created the gift card on Facebook, were in front of him at this moment, he would definitely want to give them a slap in the face.
It's just deception "Hey, Brother Huan, why do you have this thing?"
Zhuang Zicheng was standing at the door at some point and was shocked when he saw Yang Huan casually throwing the virtual helmet on the table.
I saw him running over quickly, and he held up the virtual helmet on the table that Yang Huan had just abandoned like a piece of shit.
He looked left and right.
It felt familiar no matter how he looked at it, especially that A strong sense of cottage.
Isn't this something his friend made?
"Do you know what this is?"
Yang Huan asked strangely.
"Virtual helmet."
When Zhuang Zicheng answered, he stared at Yang Huan seriously.
"Brother Huan, is the account you are using called Master Huan?"
Yang Huan nodded, "Yes, this is the only one, there is no other semicolon."
"It's really you" Zhuang Zicheng's face was full of shock, and he didn't even care that the virtual helmet in his hand fell off.
"I've been wondering, who is so rich and can give you $10,000 all at once, and the mailing address is also the WeChat company headquarters in Longhai, so I guessed it should be you."
He wanted to find Yang Huan to invest before, but who would have thought that Yang Huan came to him on his own.
But he understood, but Yang Huan was still confused.
"Wait, wait, let's explain clearly what's going on."
Zhuang Zicheng chuckled and spread his hands, "I am the creator of the gift card, z.c.zhuang."
Yang Huan was a little dumbfounded.
Just now, he was thinking that if he saw the establishment of the gift card, he would be taught a lesson.
Unexpectedly, he turned around and he took the initiative to deliver it to his door.
However, can such a little piece of meat be used?
"Wow, this life is so fucked up," Yang Huan could only think like this.
Where do so many coincidences come from?
"Wait, how do you know the mailing address and my information?"
Yang Huan thought, something was wrong.
Isn't this something only that guy named Palmer Lucky can see?
Zhuang Zicheng smiled harmlessly.
"You are a hacker" Yang Huan was a little surprised.
Oh my God, it turns out that hackers look like this Too tender "That's right."
Zhuang Zicheng nodded.
But Yang Huan shook his head, "I don't believe it."
"Why?"
Zhuang Zicheng was dumbfounded.
Is there any reason to believe this?
"Unless you prove it to me."
Yang Huan followed suit this time.
Damn it, don’t turn around and be fooled again.
"How to prove" "Please help me add an extra zero to the number in my bank account":