Chapter 11 Weird Kids 11
After reading the introduction, Yan Xia was speechless for even longer this time. There were so many things to complain about that he didn't know where to start.
As an old employee of the bureau, Brother Fo seemed accustomed to this situation. He added a few more words while Yan Xia finished reading the introduction.
The gist of it is that he has already roughly checked it out and found that the new powerful guy was only involved in a small part of the project. So far, there seems to be no major problems and he probably won't be spinning and jumping non-stop in the future.
As for wanting to completely resolve this bug, the same thing applies: I’m not in the game anymore, so I can only wait for the update.
Yan Xia stared at a series of uncertain words such as "roughly, currently, estimated" for a long time before replying to Brother Fo.
[Another person]: "You have changed, you started playing word games, you are heartless."
It also came with a picture of a black heart.
The second manifestation of old employees is that they have more emoticons than others.
[Namo Amitabha]: [The Buddha is always in my heart, and I can purify it with one click.JPG]
Yan Xia: “…”
Does the Buddha know that he has this ability?
It doesn’t matter whether the Buddha knows about it or not, Yan Xia immediately collected it. Modern college students are very particular about taking pictures quickly, accurately and ruthlessly.
After taking it, I forgot to reply to Brother Fo.
If you take something, you will get something back. It will not be difficult to get again.
The quality is strange. √
After several rounds of communication, Yan Xia saw that the other party didn't seem to be in a hurry to chant the sutra, so he took a screenshot of the previous chicken-duck communication problem and sent it to Brother Fo.
The problem with the picture presentation is simple and clear.
A duck circle is full of people who can communicate freely, while a chicken circle is full of people who can’t be defeated.
[Another person]: "Is this an old feature? You didn't test it thoroughly enough."
[Thomas the Hammer hits repeatedly.gif]
It was implanted into his sea of consciousness when he first became a system. Wasn't it several years ago? Maybe even longer.
[Another person]: "No other system has responded?"
Brother Buddha has his own understanding of this: "Maybe you are born to be suitable for it."
Yan Xia: “???”
What are you born for?
Being a duck? ?
[Another person]: [Buddha asks you to withdraw.JPG]
Brother Buddha was very calm: "It's just the literal meaning."
The implication is that...
You over-understand, you heart.
Yan Xia: “…”
It doesn’t matter, the Buddha will help to purify it.
Buddha: Why am I so busy every day?
After the verbal attack, Brother Fo was still the responsible and competent guy. Although this ancient function was not developed by him, he was in charge of the person now, so he immediately said that he would go and ask.
While waiting for Brother Fo, Yan Xia continued to sit on the small stone, watching Yi Jingchen walking with his short legs in the fields, performing a drama with the butterflies where the butterfly ran away and he chased, and the butterfly spread its wings and flew away.
The child had a good attitude and just ran around following the butterfly, not showing any intention of getting angry if he couldn't catch it.
Ten minutes later, Brother Fo sent another message, clearly stating that there was no problem with the function, but some people were born unable to learn the expression "chicken".
It’s just like how some people in today’s society can’t learn English no matter how hard they try. They can read along, but they forget what the words mean in the blink of an eye.
Yan Xia, a certain person, didn't have any extra thoughts on this. He replied to Brother Buddha with an emoticon of Buddha making an OK sign, indicating that he understood.
Anyway, there aren't many opportunities to use it, and the character of a hammer king is enough for him to travel around the chicken coop.
Yan Xia also asked the Buddha to bow for him for his behavior of wrongly accusing the R&D personnel.
The competent veteran employee Brother Fo was still continuing the message he hadn’t finished sending, which was a screenshot of a chat between him and other colleagues.
Yan Xia clicked on the picture. The person on the left side of the message box was probably the developer of this function. He gave a long speech with data and facts, saying that someone had responded to it a long time ago.
That person can't speak pig language at all. When he hums, it looks like a real person, but it can only express one sentence...
"Don't leave, let's fight until dawn!"
His host was originally a large pig farmer, so you can imagine what happened next. Every time he hummed, his host would be attacked by a group of pigs.
At first I thought it was just that his pigs were more irritable, but after several times I realized that I was the one who was challenging him every time.
Some people said they don’t know tiger language, and when they went to the zoo, they were provocative to the tigers. They just wanted to say hello in a friendly way, but later they realized that they were talking the whole time…
"Hit me! Hit me!"
On that day, the tourists visiting the tiger park were all very satisfied. Not only did some of them imitate the tiger roar very well, but the tigers were also particularly active, one after another were trying to break through the glass, whereas every time they went there before, they would lazily lie on the ground and not move.
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Two consecutive examples of facts made Yan Xia laugh. It turns out that life requires comparison.
In comparison, his problem seems a bit insignificant.
After sending the screenshot, Brother Buddha went offline. Yan Xia stared at the grayed-out avatar on the page and guessed quietly that the other party might have gone to offer sacrifices to the Buddha. After all, he had been busy for the whole morning.
After Yan Xia's consciousness exited the sea of consciousness, he waved the small wooden stick in his hand boredly, and secretly thought that he would offer one to the Buddha when he had time.
"Brother Xiaoxia~", a soft and baby voice interrupted the menu that Yan Xia was making for the Buddha in his mind.
Not sure if it was because he had been running for too long or because of the sun, Yi Jingchen's face was flushed and he was panting slightly: "Brother Xiaoxia, let's go see the ducks!"
The drama of it running away and him chasing has just come to an end. The little butterfly has proved with its actions that it has the ability to fly away.
The children, who had no butterflies to chase, finally remembered that they still had a mission to accomplish, and wanted to go and see if their mission objects were staying in the river obediently.
After all, it is about whether I can earn a living to support my elderly father today.
As the ducks swam, they could only see a little bit of the ducks' tails from where they were sitting. If the ducks swam a little further away, they would probably be out of their field of vision.
"Let's go."
Yan Xia naturally took the little hand that Yi Jingchen handed over.
For the next hour or so, the two walked and stopped along the river following the ducks.
During this time, the four-year-old child was also curious about exploring the countryside. He smelled this flower and that grass, and asked a hundred thousand questions, asking about all the new things he had never seen before.
As the answerer of 100,000 whys, Yan Xia once again shocked the audience after his spinning jump this morning. The barrage of comments passed by, and many people lamented that they had just spent another day on earth and that the future was promising.
Neither of the two parties being discussed was surprised by the other's self-awareness. One thought it was normal that the other was older than him and knew more.
One is that since he became a system, his waist and legs no longer hurt, and his IQ has risen to a higher level. He knows everything about astronomy and geography. The answer to this kind of popular science question appears in his mind almost the next second after it is asked.
As the task was coming to an end, the image of Yan Xia, who could spin and jump with kinetic energy, answer questions with stillness, and imitate the calls of small animals, gradually became more deeply rooted in the audience's minds.
I have to sigh to everyone I meet, saying that today's children are really amazing. Fortunately, they are adults now and can lie down as a matter of course.
The amazing Yan Xia looked at the time and felt that the ducks' time of freedom had come. If they continued to be free, it would be a bit too much.
Just like the little gray duck in front of you that was not staying in the water well, the joy of swimming in the water may no longer satisfy its unrestrained and freedom-loving heart. I don't know when it flew to the tree trunk and stood in a row with several other birds.
If he hadn't been thinking about going back just now and counted the number of ducks, he wouldn't have noticed that one was missing.
Yan Xia clenched the small wooden stick in his hand and walked straight towards the tree where the birds and ducks were resting. As soon as he approached, the birds standing in a row flew away in a flash.
It seems like although we originally stopped at one tree, disaster is imminent... I'd better leave first out of respect.
Yi Jingchen was like a little tail, following his brother Xiao Xia wherever he went. As soon as he followed Yan Xia to the tree, he raised his round head and exclaimed innocently, "That bird looks like a duck!"
Yan Xia: “…………”
Is there a possibility? It is!
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The duck cosplaying as a bird is not very big and is still in the growth stage. The branch it is perched on is not very high, so it probably cannot fly to a higher place.
Yan Xia waved a small wooden stick and knocked on the branch, trying to knock the duck that yearned for freedom down.
The little gray duck turned its head to look, moved its claws slightly, and then stood still again.
Yan Xia looked up and clicked his tongue, then turned around and picked up a large wooden stick nearby. With one hit of the stick, the little gray duck flew into the water with a 'quack' and followed obediently behind the flock of ducks below.
But this pure sound without any meaning inexplicably revealed a bit of stubbornness, as if to say...
You can control its body, but you cannot control its free mind. It just wants to fly and be that undefined duck.
What does an undefined duck look like? Even as a system, Yan Xia on the river bank did not know the answer. He only knew that he was a little hungry and he and his brother should share three big bowls of food.
Yan Xia took the wooden stick and knocked it regularly on the grass on the river bank. This was what his grandmother taught him before he went out. She said that by knocking like this, the ducks would know it was time to go home.
After a few hits, the leading big duck really came to the shore.
After all the ducks were on shore, Yan Xia took Yi Jingchen by the hand and followed the last of the flock on their way home.
The way back was the same as the way here, except for a few minor issues.
When they came to a small path, Yan Xia and Yi Jingchen were walking at the end and watched helplessly as a few ducklings in the middle of the flock were squeezed by the big ducks and fell into an empty ditch on the side.
Yi Jingchen immediately shouted at the mother duck in a baby voice: "Your duckling has fallen!"
Unfortunately, the mother duck turned a deaf ear to it and strode forward without leaving a trace. Maybe she forgot about her cubs and drank too much river water when she was in the water just now. The dozen or so big ducks behind her also flew straight past.
A true duck never looks back at its young.
After the last duck flew past, Yan Xia jumped into the empty ditch and scooped up the frightened ducklings.
A few ducklings quacked twice, and after landing, they quickly chased after the main group. When their parents are unreliable, the ducklings have to work hard to be self-reliant.
There were no problems in the second half of the journey, and we returned to the grandmother's house smoothly.
A middle-aged man, the old lady's son, was standing next to the duck pen. After all the ducks entered the pen, the uncle stretched out his finger and began to count.
After counting, he said, "Not one is missing. Your mission is accomplished."
Yan Xia glanced at the uncle and inexplicably heard a hint of regret in his calm tone.
Is it a pity that they actually brought back every single one?
It seems that the uncle knew that there was a rebellious duck in his flock, but he didn't say anything when he went out.
Love is waiting here!
Tsk tsk, adults’ hearts are really dirty, the kind that even Buddha is unwilling to purify.
Yan Xia was still sighing when he heard the old lady calling them in to get food.
Within two minutes, Yan Xia came out carrying a small basket with two thermos buckets neatly placed inside.
When Yan Xia got the meal and passed by the duck pen, he happened to meet the eyes of the big fat duck leading the group through the gap in the fence. The big fat duck stretched its neck and quacked twice.
"Haha, it's delicious! It's delicious!"
Yan Xia thought about the braised duck in the thermos and replied.
"Haha, this is your second uncle."
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