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Chapter 1026

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What could hundreds of standard sports fibers do?

There were too few materials to make a robot. There were too many left to make a clamp or tweezers.

So …

A pair of ultra-light metal hand bones were printed by the metal powder printer.

Hundreds of sports fibers were being neatly attached to the bones of the hands.

The outline of a pair of slender hands took shape little by little in the transparent dust-proof cover. When the liquid printer finally sprayed a layer of carefully tuned bionic skin on the sports fibers.

A pair of beautiful industrial works of art quietly appeared in front of Ye Qing.

It was a pair of slender and soft hands, slightly cold as if there was no temperature. It was so beautiful that people couldn't help but feel sorry for it.

Ye Qing subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch it, but under his hands was a cold metal tray, destroying his beautiful fantasy.

Ye Qing patted himself and reminded himself that this was just an industrial product.

This was only the first experimental product of the bionic motor.

Ye Qing coughed a few times, put away his emotions, and prepared to show off a high-end operation.

In the past two days, Ye Qing was a little obsessed with the black and white music app. Every night before going to bed, he would refresh it for a while.

Of course, there was also the reason why Ye Qing participated in the interaction.

The day before yesterday, Ye Qing suddenly had an idea and let the chief officer of a 60,000-ton ship blow the whistle. After posting the video, it unexpectedly received an unprecedented response.

More than 80,000 likes and more than 2,000 comments.

"Brother, your rank is too high. You can't match."

"66, your tonnage is too big. When you greet people, they don't dare to reply at all."

"A single whistle shattered the windows of my Ferrari."

"I wanted to say hello, but I became deaf."

"Brother, are you a sailor? This chief officer is so cooperative. As a sailor, he is scolded like a dog every day by the chief officer."

Although Ye Qing's video was not as good as those people who easily had hundreds of thousands of likes and tens of thousands of replies. But as a new account, the first video could achieve such results. Many people were envious. In addition, many people in the comments thought that Ye Qing was either a sailor or a port staff member.

Because the ship was docked at the harbor and Ye Qing's voice sounded very young.

Yep ~ He's a young man who knows how to have fun.

Originally, Ye Qing did not plan to release the video in the short term. After all, he just wanted to participate in it for fun. But now, Ye Qing felt the need to post another one.

Moreover, they had to film it seriously and match it with just the right music.

The pair of bionic motor hands were moved to the corner of the office. The Electronic Messenger referred to many popular finger videos downloaded from the Internet and dismantled every finger movement in the video one by one. It was editing a new digital motion signal according to the rhythm of a new song.

When the motion signal was edited, the Electronic Messenger lay on the sofa, holding up the bionic electric muscle hand connected to multiple cables.

Ye Qing, on the other hand, stood to the side and took out his phone to find a suitable angle to film it.

"Ahem ~ My hundreds of fans, in order to thank you for your attention, I will let my girlfriend do a finger dance for everyone today."

"My girlfriend is ugly, but her hands are beautiful. There are a few modeling agencies that want to invite her to be a hand model."

At the end of the monologue, a cool song was played by Ye Qing.

The melodious music with some sadness and beauty slowly flowed in the corner of the office.

It was getting cooler at night …

The flowers fell to the ground and turned into frost …

You are far away …

In the video, the pair of unadorned white hands slowly opened their fingers and danced with the music when the beautiful music sounded.

The Electronic Messenger lay on the sofa and moved the bionic electric muscle hand up and down according to the rhythm, making it look like it really grew on the arm of a beautiful woman.

"Wait ~ Stop."

"What's the matter, boss?" The blue-gray-skinned Electronic Messenger turned his head and asked with a little confusion, "Did I dance wrong? I followed the movements in the video. "

Ye Qing tried to hold back his laughter. When he was shooting just now, the camera had been following the movement of the bionic electric muscle hand. From the video, the movements of the hands were flawless.

The Electronic Messenger also cooperated perfectly. He held the bionic electric hand and moved it back and forth, completely eliminating the defect of the bionic electric hand without arms.

"Haha ~ It's not your problem. I think these hands are too plain."

"Go to the workshop and find some red paint and paint the nails of these hands red."

Ten minutes later, the shooting continued.

The vermilion paint was dotted on each nail of the hands, making these slender hands suddenly not so cold, but a little cute.

It was getting cooler at night …

The flowers fell to the ground and turned into frost …

You are far away …

The video was 60 seconds long, which happened to be the highlight of the song. Ye Qing replayed it twice, and after confirming that the Electronic Messenger lying on the sofa had not exposed himself, he sent the video while laughing and twitching.

Ye Qing wanted to test the audience to see if they could find anything wrong in this video.

Was the technology of Monster Industries superior, or were the eyes of the audience more poisonous?

After the video was sent, Ye Qing sent the Electronic Messenger out and sat on the sofa and refreshed his personal homepage with a smile.

Ye Qing's video of "Chief Mate, pull the whistle" was still popular. Usually, the audience who saw this video would laugh, and then click on the author's personal space to see if this guy had uploaded any other funny videos.

In addition, Ye Qing had more than 300 fans who didn't know the truth.

A minute later, the video had been played more than 20 times, but there were no comments.

Two minutes later, there was suddenly a comment under it.

"Damn, brother ~ Please forgive me for not having read many books. There is no way to describe these hands with idioms. She's so beautiful that my heart can't stop pounding. "

"My heart is pounding …"

"Haha ~"

Ye Qing couldn't hold it in anymore and hammered the sofa with laughter.

Soon, the second comment came.

"I see a slightly sorrowful soul in these hands. She is so pure and flawless."

"A white and flawless soul …"

"No … I can't, I laughed until my stomach hurts." Ye Qing looked at the bionic electric muscle hands connected to colorful cables on the desk and laughed so hard that he couldn't speak.

"My God, brother, you are not bragging. These hands are so beautiful, more beautiful than the hands of those models in jewelry commercials."

"Brother, if my girlfriend had such hands, I would accept it even if she looked like a pig."

"The fingers are as slender as tender, and the skin is as white as cream. I fell in love with these hands."

"Beautiful and thrilling. This is the most beautiful dance I have ever seen. Brother, you are so lucky."

"Elegant and graceful, you should resign quickly. It is very dangerous to be a sailor. Let me tell you, you are at sea for half a year. I am afraid you can't protect the owner of these hands …"

"Brother, I want to be friends with you."

Two hours later, Ye Qing's video had more than 50,000 likes and more than 4,000 comments.

The next morning.

This video reached the top of the trending list and was officially recommended, with more than 700,000 likes.

By noon, Ye Qing's account had more than 10,000 fans. More than half of them were female fans, and there was no lack of well-known celebrities with good looks.

None of these people felt that there was anything wrong with these hands.

There were more than 200 private messages.

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