I asked you to write a book, but I didn’t ask you to reveal your criminal record!

In the main control room.

Sun Cheng, Director of the Statistics Office of the National Weapons Research Institute, is 1.8 meters tall. He wears a well-tailored dark suit with a white shirt underneath. He has his hands behind his back. He has broad shoulders and a straight back. He has short hair and is capable and energetic. , a few strands of white hair are slightly exposed on his forehead.

This is not caused by old age, but by long-term mental work.

At this time, he was staring intently at the electronic screen in front of him and the gun in Shen Qianqian's hand.

It was like he was looking at a perfect piece of art.

"Yes, I'll go right away."

On the side, Zhao Xiaoli received the order and executed it immediately.

Sun Cheng nodded slightly, a hint of joy quietly appeared on his face, and said in his heart: "This detective's design is currently the most eye-catching weapon, no, it should be the most perfect weapon for this competition!"

As the director of the 'Data Statistics Office', although he is not an absolute authority, he has been immersed in the data information of various weapons for many years, and he can definitely be called a versatile expert among weapons experts.

For every weapon, he can tell accurate data in a short time.

——So many treasures.

This time, when he saw Shen Qianqian's "amazing work", he immediately gave a high evaluation, that is, this gun was not in Kyoto, otherwise he would have taken people to visit Shen Qianqian overnight and asked her to explain the gun in detail. Design process and detailed data.

In addition, firearms experts from the research institute were called in to conduct data evaluation and technical appraisal overnight.

If everything passes, the production department of the Weapons Research Institute will conduct 100% detailed production tomorrow to ensure that this gun is truly perfectly displayed!

‘Bang, bang, bang. ’

Sun Cheng stretched out his thumb and fingers and couldn't help but make a 'gun' gesture. His hands itched to try two shots.

call--

He took a deep breath and calmed down.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoli had returned to the live broadcast room, her face remained the same as before, with a slight smile on her face, and she nodded lightly towards the host Zhou Nan.

Zhou Nan immediately understood and continued the conversation with Shen Qianqian: "Comrade Shen Qianqian, the time for your introduction has come. This gun is perfectly designed. The jury is reviewing and scoring your entries. The results will be announced after the preliminary round. , please pay attention.”

"Okay." Shen Qianqian nodded.

Immediately, the connection ends.

Zhao Xiaoli took the words and smiled: "Dear viewers in the live broadcast room, in order to thank you for your strong support for this weapon design competition, we will randomly select 100 lucky viewers in each event live broadcast room and give away Commemorative model of J-10'.

This is the interactive link between venues.

——Sending benefits to military fans.

The military fans in the live broadcast room are still thinking about the gun designed by Shen Qianqian.

[I would venture to guess that the police comrade just now should be the first place in this design competition! 】

[I watched several event live broadcast rooms in turn. To be honest, her design is the most amazing! 】

【Highlight a major! It should be at the level of a firearms expert! 】

[This little girl has a bright future! 】

[Did she really design this alone? 】

[If she designed it alone, that would be terrible! 】

[Genius, definitely a genius! 】

【……】

In Anling Police Station.

Shen Qianqian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still very nervous. She did not expect that there would be so many viewers in the live broadcast room, as many as 100,000.

This is equivalent to her showing off the weapons she designed in front of 100,000 people.

My mood was pounding with nervousness.

Fortunately, this 'modular new rifle' had Lin Chuan's participation and all aspects had been optimized, so she had some confidence.

"That's great, Qianqian!"

Xia Qingqing smiled and sincerely congratulated her friend.

Tonight, Shen Qianqian competed on behalf of the Anling Police Station. Many of her colleagues were watching, watching the live broadcast and looking at Shen Qianqian.

They saw the barrage in the live broadcast room!

"Let me see this gun."

As the captain of the criminal police, Hu Daqiang didn't have much airs. He came up and looked at the model gun in front of Shen Qianqian with burning eyes.

Shen Qianqian handed over the model gun gracefully.

Hu Daqiang took it carefully.

Afterwards, he looked at it carefully and gently touched the body, barrel, butt and other parts of the gun, as if he were treating his white moonlight. He couldn't put it down and exclaimed in admiration.

aside.

Xia Qingqing smiled and said: "Qianqian, this gun of yours has been highly praised!"

"As you know, I am not the real designer of this gun." Shen Qianqian said modestly, not taking the credit for herself.

The real designer of this gun should be Lin Chuan.

She proposed the design concept, and Lin Chuan helped her realize the entire process of the gun from conception to implementation.

"Are you talking about him?"

Xia Qingqing made a little joke, "After the interactive session, it's time to show off his weapons. Maybe you enter the finals and win first place, but he won't even be able to enter the finals!"

"Then I have to laugh at him hard!"

If this is the case, Shen Qianqian will not let go of this good opportunity to 'add insult to injury'.

However, she had seen the design of the rocket launcher.

——Super awesome.

This chance is a bit slim.

"Take me with you when the time comes, and I'll join in the fun." Xia Qingqing smiled softly, but it seemed that this guy hadn't missed it yet.

If you lose your hand this time, tease him first and then comfort him.

"Qianqian, how is this gun of yours designed?" Hu Daqiang, who was standing next to him, looked at the gun model with a curious look on his face.

Shen Qianqian was about to explain.

suddenly.

Ring ring ring——

On the table, her cell phone rang.

Caller ID: Unknown.

"Who is calling me at this time?" Shen Qianqian muttered, then picked up the phone and answered the call.

"Qianqian, hello, I am Zhao Xiaoli."

A familiar voice came from the phone.

"Comrade Zhao Xiaoli, hello, hello."

Shen Qianqian quickly responded, "This is a staff member of the Weapons Research Institute."

She called in person, was it about weapons?

"Qianqian, just call me Xiaoli."

Zhao Xiaoli's voice was gentle, calm and brisk, "The 'modular new rifle' you designed is very eye-catching, so we want to communicate with you the detailed information and data of this gun. Is it convenient for you now?" "

"convenient."

Shen Qianqian's face suddenly became happy when her gun was approved.

"Qianqian, thank you very much for your cooperation."

Zhao Xiaoli had a good attitude and was very polite, "Did you draw any drawings when you were designing this gun?"

"have."

Qianqian explained: "But because it is a gun model, it is relatively simple and many of it is not perfect. If you need it, I can pass it on to you now."

"Okay, add your contact information now."

"OK."

"Qianqian, the above attaches great importance to this gun. We hope that you can keep the design, data and other information of this gun confidential. In two days, we will arrange special staff to go to Anling City to connect with you. "

Zhao Xiaoli's tone was somewhat solemn.

Shen Qianqian nodded: "I understand."

"thanks for your cooperation!"

Zhao Xiaoli said sincerely.

Afterwards, the two ended the call, and Shen Qianqian immediately agreed to Zhao Xiaoli's friend application and sent the drawings and other information to her.

In the live broadcast room.

Host Zhou Nan is still interacting with the audience in the live broadcast room, drawing lucky viewers and giving away commemorative models.

In the control room.

Zhao Xiaoli put down the phone and waited for Shen Qianqian's message.

Ding dong.

The message is coming.

"Director, Comrade Shen Qianqian sent the drawings." Zhao Xiaoli raised her head and looked at Sun Cheng, the director of the Statistics Office, with questioning eyes.

"Quick, put it on the big screen and take a look at this drawing right away!"

Sun Cheng spoke very quickly.

Zhao Xiaoli could tell that her immediate boss attached great importance to the weapon designed by Shen Qianqian!

Not a moment later.

A 2D model drawing of a rifle appeared on the large electronic screen.

The various numerical values ​​​​of the gun and various firearm parts are marked in detail above, as well as important parts and novel designs are explained.

"The upper and lower shells, hand guards, and grips are all made of aluminum alloy. The magazine and quick charger are made of plastic. Good, very good! Sure enough, the design is very professional!"

Sun Cheng admired from the bottom of his heart.

He admired every detail of the 'new modular rifle' one by one and was full of praise.

Subsequently.

Sun Cheng took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found a phone number in his address book, pressed the 'dial button', coughed twice, and cleared his throat.

Toot toot—

The call was connected.

"Old Ming, is there any progress in the 'gun modularization' you are researching?" Sun Chengxin said happily, with a sense of casual chat in his tone.

On the other end of the phone.

The person who was replaced as 'Lao Ming' replied: "Of course there is progress. I can tell you that in less than three years, I will be able to lead a team to develop a 'modular gun' that can be put into use. It must be a gun. A milestone in history!”

"In less than three years, won't it be a bit long?"

Sun Cheng smiled softly and teased.

"I'll give you five years, you can do what you want." Lao Ming, who must be good friends with Sun Cheng, immediately retorted.

"Hahaha!"

Sun Cheng laughed unscrupulously, and his voice almost penetrated the floor of the control room and floated in the night sky.

"why are you laughing?"

Lao Ming only felt that the laughter was a bit harsh, and he always felt that there was some mockery in it.

"In less than five years, I can show the results now!" Sun Cheng said with pride.

"What are you bragging about?"

Lao Ming complained mercilessly.

"It only takes half an hour to come from your side to my place, right? In half an hour, you will see the new world." Sun Cheng said with a smile.

"Who are you fooling?" Lao Ming didn't seem to believe it.

"If you don't come, you will regret it for the rest of your life." Sun Cheng finished his sentence and pressed the 'hang up button'.

The words didn't quite suit his identity, but they worked.

His good friend, Lao Ming, was so upset by him that he had to put down what he was doing and go to the Statistics Office.

In the control room.

Sun Cheng hummed a little tune, put his hands behind his back, and paced leisurely indoors.

The appearance of this weapon alone has already won this year’s ‘National Weapon Innovation Design Competition’.

No, it is a product of something beyond the event.

As Lao Ming said, it should be a ‘milestone in the history of firearms’!

This competition was a great value!

"Let's take a look at the live broadcast room that Xiaoli is in charge of." Sun Cheng told the staff to enlarge Zhao Xiaoli's live broadcast room.

Zhao Xiaoli and Zhou Nan immediately appeared on the electronic screen.

In the live broadcast room.

Zhou Nan smiled and said, "Okay, these are our 100 lucky viewers. Congratulations. Next, we will continue to connect. Please welcome contestant No. 80."

The live broadcast room was immediately divided into two screens on the left and right.

On the right screen, a handsome young man in his twenties appeared. He was wearing a simple white T-shirt, with short and neat hair. He had a faint smile on his face, but his eyebrows were calm and stable, which was inconsistent with his age.

At first glance, he looked like a man with a story.

Looking carefully, he should be dazzled.

—— So young, his story is nothing more than 'painful youth' and 'unrequited love'.

[The little girl just now turned this event into a high-end game. Now the contestants behind are very embarrassed! ]

[Oh, who said it wasn't? My mind is full of that gun now! ]

[I can't even look at other weapons! ]

[This handsome guy is probably better than the girl just now! ]

[...]

Many comments were floating in the live broadcast room.

Lin Chuan politely introduced himself: "Host, judges, hello, I am contestant No. 80, Lin Chuan."

"Hello, Comrade Lin Chuan."

Zhou Nan and Zhao Xiaoli also nodded in a friendly manner.

Compared with Zhou Nan, Zhao Xiaoli's eyes were more interested. The person connected now was the online writer.

"Comrade Lin Chuan, according to the registration information, you are from Anling City, Hanjiang Province, just like the previous contestant, but you are... an online writer?" Zhou Nan was talking to Lin Chuan and introducing Lin Chuan's relevant information.

[Online writers are also participating in the competition. Sure enough, there are great people in all walks of life! ]

[It is said that online writers have big imaginations. Are they going to make some "two-dimensional foil", "space-based weapons" or "photolithography machines" this time? ]

[Is the online writer so awesome? ]

[The guy above, he is playing a role in a different way! ]

[I don't read online writers much, why do you say that? ]

[Then you have to take a look. The bamboo giant and the 'hand-rubbing photolithography machine' in the online writer are all basic operations. ]

[Hiss! It's really exaggerated! ]

[I think this handsome guy is quite calm, and this is a serious competition, so he should design a serious weapon. ]

[It's hard to say, have you forgotten the cruiser No. 78? ]

[……]

In the control room.

Sun Cheng laughed heartily: "There are also online writers participating in the competition. Military fans really cover all walks of life! Let's see what good ideas this guy has."

Lin Chuan nodded gently in the face of Zhou Nan's small question: "Yes, I am an online writer and I am also interested in weapons."

"Have you written novels related to the development of weapons?"

In order to liven up the atmosphere of the live broadcast room, Zhou Nan asked one more question.

After all, many viewers are still reminiscing about the gun.

Lin Chuan smiled softly: "The novel I am about to publish is about weapons."

Zhou Nan and Zhao Xiaoli looked at each other and understood each other tacitly.

Zhao Xiaoli seemed to understand the purpose of Lin Chuan's participation in the 'Weapon Innovation Design Competition' this time.

——Marketing for the new book.

Some of the audience in the live broadcast room also thought so.

[He may want to get some traffic after solving the case! ]

[It's not easy for online writers. Now you may not make money by writing books well. You have to do marketing yourself. ]

[If he has the ability, I don't object to getting traffic, but I have to see if he has the ability! ]

[That's the truth. ]

[……]

"Comrade Lin Chuan, introduce your weapons."

Zhao Xiaoli kept smiling and signaled Lin Chuan to start showing the weapons he designed.

Lin Chuan had naturally anticipated the reactions of the host and the audience, and was well prepared. He maintained his own rhythm:

"Okay, the weapon I designed is a 'long-range box rocket launcher', which uses rocket engines to propel the shells to fly, combined with precision guidance technology to achieve long-range precision strikes, and can currently achieve precision strikes within a range of 600 kilometers."

As soon as these words came out.

Zhou Nan's facial muscles twitched.

In the control room, Sun Cheng laughed out loud, his face full of smiles. This was certainly not a smile of relief, but a smile of relief.

As for the audience in the live broadcast room, they were going crazy!

[Too strong, 600-kilometer precision strikes! ]

[I don't believe it! He is definitely bragging! ]

[If this is true, I will eat the keyboard directly, live broadcast! ]

[For the country's military development, the brothers upstairs are also fighting! I admire you! ]

[If you say 60 kilometers, I really believe it! ]

[But 600 kilometers, no country can do it now, right? 】

【You think so, he didn't have to rub the lithography machine by hand, which is much more realistic than many online writers, right? 】