Exiled on the deserted star, the plants I planted have 100 million points of magic

Ai Moye waited for more than ten minutes before Di Lie came down.

He borrowed books with his ID card, and when he came to Aimoye, the latter had just closed the search interface.

"I'll go back to the military headquarters later if I have something to do. Annie is already on her way to pick you up."

After placing the book on the table, Di Lie raised his fingers and tapped it lightly, and then said, "Remember to translate."

Ai Moye said eagerly, "Can I take a picture of you?"

"Of course." Di Lie smiled.

Ai Moye didn't expect that he would agree so easily. He immediately took 360° shots with his mobile phone, laughing so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

After getting into Annie's car and separated from Di Lie, Aimoye couldn't wait to search using facial recognition.

However, as soon as she uploaded the photo, she was called back within a second.

System prompt: The review failed.

Reason: Sensitivity.

Ai Moye went crazy, "You're so sensitive. Are you exposing your breasts or is it an unhealthy color? Tell me where I'm sensitive!"

She uploaded more than a dozen pictures in different ways, repeatedly reminding her of her sensitivity, and finally even her search account was blocked.

One letter lasts seven days, so it is really sensitive.

Ai Moye was so angry that she threw her phone.

Annie concentrated on driving, feeling sympathy.

Silly boy, it is impossible for the marshal's daily photos to be uploaded to the Internet privately, and even high-definition versions run the risk of not being reviewed.

Ai Moye said miserably, "I searched for the name 'Di Lie' on the Internet, and there wasn't even an encyclopedia. Is Uncle Di really just an ordinary senior officer?"

Anne hummed vaguely, feeling even more sympathetic.

Poor little girl, the marshal's official name is Felix, not Dilie.

Until she returned to school, Aimoye had no interest in it. She carried her schoolbag and immersed herself in the campus without remembering to say goodbye to Annie.

Annie wasn't angry either, she just looked at her back with infinite emotion.

Sometimes, the marshal really likes to tease people.

However, the marshal is willing to play with the little girl, maybe...

Annie shook her head and drove away.

There are classes in the evening, and the test papers from the previous exams have been handed out.

Ai Moye took a look at the score, which was much higher than the passing line. It was worthy of her to improvise.

She casually glanced at Lin Jiahui's scores again, and her eyes suddenly froze.

"Why is it only 97 points? Let me see where I went wrong?" Lin Jiahui bit her thumbnail and looked for the wrong question full of doubts.

Aimoye asked quietly, "Didn't you say that you didn't perform well?"

"Yes, this is not only 97 points, but a full score of 100 points." Lin Jiahui found the wrong question and was very upset, "Damn it, I filled in the wrong reading question card, I should have got full marks!"

Ai Moye: "..."

What an annoying top student!

Lin Jiahui said while correcting the topic, "I only have some advantages in theoretical courses. My family is poor and my abilities are weak. I was able to get into Heyuan because I got perfect scores in all subjects in the college entrance examination."

Ai Moye covered her chest, "I don't want to hear the word 'man' in the short term, please don't say it."

As soon as the test papers were handed out, some people in the class were happy and some were sad.

Ai Moye stayed for another two days and returned to Star 2B on Friday.

She brought back two textile machines, one of which was an ancient version made with modern technology, imitating the machine in the ancient book, for live broadcast.

The other one has been modified, combining the advantages of modern textile machines with a sense of intelligence and technology, greatly improving efficiency and convenience.

Ai Moye was in a complicated mood, touched the loom and whispered, "When I learn to weave, I'd better give a wool blanket to Uncle Di first."

"What? What?" Jiya suddenly appeared, hugged her shoulders and asked, "Who did you just say you wanted to give to?"

"I said, wool is very comfortable to touch. Let's raise a few more goats."

Jiya, who thought she heard the gossip, suddenly lost her enthusiasm and smacked her lips dryly, saying, "What is the difference between a goat and a sheep?"

"In terms of wool, it's the difference between cashmere and wool. I don't know the details." Aimoye thought it was not important and asked, "What did the center say? Is it in stock?"

"Of course the center doesn't have any. If you want to raise them, you have to buy them from extraterrestrial sources." Jiya added, "If sheep can also eat sweet potato vines and wheat bran, I suggest raising more of them."

Nowadays, there are more and more crops in the fields, especially sweet potatoes, which are growing in batches after batches, and the sweet potato vines cannot eat them at all.

Even if you feed pigs and cows, most of it will eventually become rotten fertilizer.

Raising more sheep can also solve the problem of sweet potato vines, wheat bran and rice bran that people don’t eat.

Aimoye thought it was feasible, and immediately ordered five sheep and ten goats from the center to raise them together.

After that, she continued to tinker with the loom, and from time to time she would read a book and explore again.

Da Da has grown up a lot. She can run and jump, but she is very quiet.

Usually when Aimoye is doing live broadcasts in class or working, it just lies on the side obediently, with its head pressed against Aimoye's thigh or waist, and its faint green eyes glance at Aimoye from time to time, filled with Aimoye's figure.

After tinkering with the book for a long time, Aimoye carefully started to practice.

The ancient version of the textile machine is not troublesome, but its efficiency is extremely low, and it is not as convenient and fast as the interstellar craft. If it wasn't for the live broadcast, Aimoye wouldn't have done this.

In the middle of the night, she was still busy working, and Dada lay beside her and slept lightly.

When Mai Ma got up at night, she saw that the lights in her room were still on, so she went to heat up two cups of milk.

"Sister, it's already midnight, you can go to bed after drinking the milk."

Mai Ma put a cup in front of Aimo Ye, then picked up Da Da and fed her another cup.

Ai Moye was so sleepy that she could hardly open her eyes, and said, "I have classes again on Monday. I have to hurry up and learn this, and then start the live broadcast."

She is really too busy. What she can learn as quickly as possible must be mastered immediately. She must complete the textile live broadcast at least on Sunday. Besides, I must keep what I promised my fans before.

After Mai Ma fed Da Da milk, she carried her back to Dan Hu's room, and came to play with Ai Moye again.

After several hours of hard work, the two finally figured out the weaving.

I thought it wouldn't be troublesome, but it turns out that if you really want to master it perfectly, you have to spend a lot of effort.

Ai Moye first hung up the textile trailer in the live broadcast room, and then took a long nap to replenish her energy.

Over the weekend, the goats and sheep were delivered, and Aimoye paid the balance, leaving a little change in the account.

Jiya expanded the sheepfold in advance, drove the sheep back, and cooked some feed to feed the sheep.

Ai Moye and Mai Ma made preparations and started the live broadcast when the time came.

Fans have also been waiting early, and because it is an ancient earth craft, it has been warmed up for a long time. As soon as the live broadcast room started, tens of thousands of people watched it online, and many people came in one after another.

Ai Moye's live broadcast room data is very real, there are no trolls or background data brushing at all, so it is very active and quickly became popular.

When the camera focused on the ancient textile machine, the live broadcast room exploded.

[It’s too common. Did our ancestors really rely on this to weave clothes? 】

[Have you heard the story of Weaver Lang and Cow Girl? It's the Cow Girl, hey, it seems to be the Weaver Girl? 】

[Don’t mess with popular science and see how the anchor operates. Anyway, there will be big surprises every time]