It is said that the ideal is very sexy, the reality is very skinny, and the distance between reality and the ideal is only a window, but this is on more than 20 floors After almost a month, Guan Ming found that he was sometimes a little idealistic, and his original goal might be achieved in the future, but it was much more difficult now.
At the end of the day, it's the hardware.
Metal 3D printers can print metal, but they can only print metal, and hardware, including CU and GU, is not something that metal 3D printers can handle.
Not to mention the problem of resolution, everyone has their own unique brain shape, this is not a derogatory meaning, and there is no special meaning, that is, the shape of the head, the distance between the screen and the eyes can not be fixed on a certain value, the best choice is to automatically adjust the distance, of course, this part can adjust the display content "Double star, whether there is a right calculation in the database, I didn't say it."
Guan Ming waved his hand and sat on the chair a little helplessly.
A lot of information that can't be put on the Internet is either lacking key data and steps, or it's already common, and most importantly, Guan Ming doesn't have much patience for it.
Guan Ming can be capricious and has the qualifications to be capricious.
Halfway through the words, although he didn't know Guan Ming's psychological changes, Shuangxing knew very clearly when he should appear and when he shouldn't. got up, Guan Ming straightened his body, and prepared to go home.
In December, the weather in Shanghai is not cold, but due to the influence of the season, some flowers and trees have also withered.
The big tree erected in the center of the hall on the first floor of the company, Guan Ming doesn't know what the name is, but it belongs to the four seasons of evergreen, adding a bit of color to the sky in December.
Zhou Wu drove the car and followed behind Guan Ming's car, and he didn't return to his post until he was sure that Guan Ming had gone home.
Zhou Wu is very satisfied with his life, he is not as nervous as he used to work, he doesn't need to think about salary, he doesn't need to worry about safety, he doesn't have to figure out what his boss thinks, etc.
Everyone has their own way of life, at least in Zhou Wu's opinion, he is very comfortable, after all, there is such a thing as a villa, even if it does not belong to him, but it is good to live in it, the only pity is that he does not have a girlfriend.
The biggest disadvantage of following Guan Ming is that he can't have a big health care, his girlfriend is a rigid need, Zhou Wu suddenly remembered Ma Qingyun, the person who became a bodyguard with him "Son, it's the twentieth today."
Guan Ma was holding a small notebook with a ballpoint pen pinned to it.
"Well, what are you doing" I was in a bad mood today, Guan Ming came back early, and he was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and pretending to be a corpse, but fortunately, there was more than one sofa in the living room, and Guan Ming didn't need to get up to make a place.
"How's your girlfriend doing, it's Christmas soon, bring it back and see."
Just listening to the voice, you can hear the fantasy of the infinite anticipation of the mother, and the ghost knows how she would know about this foreign festival.
Turning his head sideways and opening his eyes, Guan Ming's expression was a little helpless, "Come on, I'll handle my own affairs." ” Mu Xiaoxiao's recent visits are a bit small, but Guan Ming at least guarantees to meet once a week, not to mention Ma Qingyun on the side, at least Guan Ming doesn't think it's a big problem, after all, when Mu Xiaoxiao was in his third year of high school, the two of them only met once a week, compared to that time, now there is still a chance to eat and sing KTV together, Guan Ming is very satisfied with his current life, although he can't show his sword yet.
"I know what to hide every day, what to hide, is there anything we don't know" Guan Ma listened, immediately unhappy, last year said to move over to live together to tell the news of his girlfriend, now I have lived for several months, in addition to the word girlfriend, Guan Ma does not even know whether it is a man or a woman "What the hell are you doing Xiao Ming, tell me to your father, didn't you tell your girlfriend that our family is rich" Guan Dad took a cup of tea and sat on the sofa under Guan Ming, in the eyes of the old couple, this should be the greatest possibility.
Although he didn't sit on his calf, it was somewhat uncomfortable, so Guan Ming had to get up helplessly.
"Yes, I don't know that our family is rich, and I sigh that I have the same name as that big guy Guan Ming."
Put his feet on the coffee table, and then rubbed left and right, Guan Ming lay down vertically, but there was no pillow, the cushions were a little thick, and Guan Ming had a little neck.
When Guan Dad heard this, he held a teacup in one hand, and gestured a 2 to Guan Ma with the other hand, which resembled Oh yes's hand.
Guan Ming was not lame, so he naturally looked at Guan Ma.
I saw that Guan Ma didn't hide it, opened the small book in her hand, back and forth, and finally determined a certain page, and then looked up, "Son, I made a plan for you to pick up girls, I think you need to keep pace with the times" "Cough cough cough" Guan Ming choked on a mouthful of saliva, and the whole person was like a shrimp in the boiling water, bending his back.
"Get up, it's cold on the ground" Guan Ma hurriedly came over and helped Guan Ming up, patted him on the back, and asked him to swallow this breath, no, it was spit out "I don't know how old you are on the ground, and I know what pickle girl plan is still keeping pace with the times, I'm about to laugh off."
Because of the cough, Guan Ming's face was flushed, and he jumped to his feet angrily.
Guan Ming didn't know if he had met a fake mother, and he kept pace with the times, but he didn't look at Guan Dad's face over there.
"What nonsense, was it discussed before?"
Guan Dad had a tiger face, and he looked unhappy.
"Hey, isn't this a quick mouth, do you want a grandson" Guan Ma pinched her waist, rebounded, and glared back.
"I'll see what you've all discussed."
Guan Ming said, took the notebook from Guan Ma's hand, looked up and down, it was not bad, there was no trace of alteration, indicating that it must have been copied again, and it is estimated that the original manuscript has not been changed.
When Guan Ming took a closer look, he said that he couldn't control his expression a little, and the muscles on his face twitched a little.
Guan Mom, oh no, and Guan Dad, these old couple's brains are really keeping pace with the times.
Ordering a candlelit dinner at a Western restaurant is the least advanced, because it only uses one line to describe it.
Prepare fireworks and balloons beforehand, and the routine of courtship confession at Christmas is romantic, and it costs two lines here.
The rest is to pretend to be x and slap the face, for example, find a few security guards in the company to pretend to be gangsters and harass, and then there are two options given, one is to settle with money, the other is to play fake boxing, and then according to two different options, it will start to fork like a skill tree.
Guan Ming felt that the old couple was delayed, and the screenwriter and director were delayed by the heavy pressure of life.
"That's it, let's get there, let's not say that he is a college student, and he has a little IQ, you haven't considered the option of calling the police in case there are enthusiastic citizens" patted the script on his hand, Guan Ming's smile was a little helpless.
"Then add the option of calling the police," Guan Ma scratched her head and asked.
"Who are you asking" Rolling his eyes, Guan Ming casually threw the notebook on the sofa, and walked upstairs to the house.
Christmas: He began to study Christmas during the Spring Festival this year: