New Year's Eve: A Quantum Satellite, Shocking the World

that button.

connected to the motherboard.

It is the only button of the whole big remote.

can be determined.

That's the switch button.

Along with it, everyone's expectations.

Lin Fan pressed that button.

on site.

Shen Bingbing was watching the rocket.

A 'click' sound.

The base of that rocket.

Shake slightly.

Immediately after.

Bottom of the rocket.

A small air mass.

Spread out.

in the room.

Quickly formed, a circle of air waves.

In an instant, all over the country.

More than 300 million viewers, their expressions changed slightly.

"Good guy, it can really start!"

"Move, really move!"

"My God, it's really moving!"

"God, that's too good."

"This child, there is something."

But soon.

Lin Fan pressed the button.

Flapping again.

that rocket.

It also stopped shaking immediately.

in the live room.

"what?"

"Why don't you move?"

"Didn't you read it, Lin Fan is closed."

"Yes, the roof is only three meters away from the ground."

"Although it's a toy, it's two meters tall."

"A two-meter-high toy can't really unfold."

"Should find an open space."

For a while, the barrage was discussed again.

And on the spot.

Witnessing the scene just now.

The expression on Shen Bingbing's face was extremely surprised.

She really didn't think so.

that rocket.

It can actually start.

at the same time.

She also has an excellent sense of security to Lin Fan.

Some surprises.

After all, she just saw Lin Fan for the first time.

He was dragging his rucksack and walking down the street alone.

in the studio.

A director who keeps an eye on the progress of the show.

Seeing this, he immediately sent a message to Shen Bingbing.

Get her before the party arrives.

To Lin Fan.

Keep interviewing.

After receiving the message.

Shen Bingbing smiled.

"Baby, what are you going to do next?"

Shen Bingbing said with concern.

At this moment, Lin Fan was stopping his hand to pack the toolbox.

"Wait until twelve o'clock, I'm going to the yard and magnify the fireworks!"

"Big fireworks are big rockets!"

With that said, Lin Fan pointed his hand to the rocket.

With just a testimony.

The enthusiasm of the audience in the live broadcast room was instantly ignited.

use this opportunity.

Shen Bingbing also faced the camera.

Ask the audience.

"Audience friends from all over the country."

"Presumably the scene just now was seen by everyone."

"This little boy named Lin Fan is beyond imagination."

"under."

"Let's interview this kid."

"Look at him, how he got to the present step by step."

"Little Lin Fan, how did you learn to make a big remote control?"

talking.

Shen Bingbing handed the microphone to Lin Fan.

"follow me."

"I took my sister to visit, my work cabin."

After all, Lin Fan pushed open the door.

The photographer brother quickly followed.

Live room screen.

It also turned to a side bedroom door.

Lin Fan stood on tiptoe and pushed in the door.

Turn the light on.

Immediately.

A house full of blueprints.

and large and small.

More than ten artboards.

presented to the audience.

"Sister, this is where I work!"

when saying this.

Lin Fan's expression is quite serious.

But match it up.

His milky voice.

It was extremely unbelievable.

"Good guy, at a young age, he has his own studio."

"Don't say it, it's surprising."

"Look at the ground, there are at least a few hundred pieces of drawing paper."

"Not only, at least a thousand."

"My God, how interested is he in designing toys?"

"Kids, they must all love this."

"However, he is quite talented."

"That's right, it depends on talent."

"Look, there are design sketches on those drawing boards."

"Yo, really."

"I can't see clearly."

"It does have a round outline."

"Please come closer, brother photographer."

In the barrage, many viewers expressed their approval.

Seeing this, the photographer brother moved forward.

Aim the lens at that drawing board.

In an instant.

Every stroke above, every detail.

All clearly visible.

"My God, is this really drawn by a child?"

"You can't draw such standard lines, can you?"

"I bet, people who haven't studied art can't draw."

"Brother, I study art, but I can't draw."

"My God, did this kid draw it?"

"I feel like it shouldn't be."

"I don't feel it either."

"This line can't be drawn by a child at all."

"Yes, my children are already considered to be better at drawing in the class."

"But there's still a bit of a curvature."

"Children's hands are inherently difficult to write easily."

"yes."

"Speaking of which, what is painted on it?"

"A sphere is divided into dozens of parts."

"It feels like a high-tech concept blueprint."

"I feel like it's a bit like a satellite blueprint.".