The next morning, three people from the BCI Research Office of Zhejiang University came to the airport with equipment of all sizes. Due to the great results, they also enjoyed the treatment of special plane picking up and dropping off this time.

Zhu Xuan was full of curiosity about the plane. From beginning to end, he looked like he had never seen the world. In contrast, the other two were much more reserved. However, when they met the staff of the General Technical Office at the airport, and the other party represented the General Technical Office to welcome them to officially join the project team, everyone showed a look of excitement on their faces.

After all, this is the chief technical officer.

An organization that rises in a short period of time and even has a tendency to exceed the NDRC.

Sitting in the special car heading to the hospital, Zhu Xuan couldn't help but ask:

"Comrade, we participated in the project of the General Technical Office this time. Will we be considered internal personnel in the future? Can we tell us about it? Or are we all confidential personnel and we have to hide our names or something?"

The staff sitting in the front seat smiled and replied:

"You are also internal personnel. The Zhejiang University BCI project has always been our key project, but because your project is mainly civilian, it does not have such a high level of confidentiality."

"After joining the military project, your level of confidentiality will rise slightly, but in fact it will not rise too much, and it will not affect your daily life - after all, the exoskeleton is still a relatively open topic, and all countries are doing it and have their own achievements."

"Oh...what is there any project that is highly concealed?"

Zhu Xuan's expression was a little disappointed. After all, he was still a young man and had a relatively unrestrained temperament. Idealism accounts for a large proportion of his thinking logic. In his opinion, if he could join a national confidentiality project, his style would be incomparable to ordinary results.

Even if you can't mention it to others, only you know it, it will bring a sense of pleasure of trading everything behind the scenes.

The staff looked at his expression and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"...I can't tell you about high-secret projects, otherwise what else can I talk about? However, I heard that you have made great achievements in convolutional neural networks. This area is still used in high-end and sophisticated fields. If there are related projects in the future, someone will definitely contact you, and you will make your own decisions at that time."

"Understood!"

Hope rekindled, and Zhu Xuan's face also looked expectant again.

After driving for more than two hours, several people finally arrived at the military hospital in their destination. The staff arranged for people to move all their equipment out of the car and moved them to the ward.

The first time they walked into the ward, the three of them saw the Chinese soldier who had appeared countless times in the report.

He was wearing sunglasses on his face as usual and wearing loose summer training uniforms. He was sitting in front of the window basking in the sun. A girl opposite listened to him and was peeling an apple in his hand.

Du Fuguo also had a smile on his face. He didn't seem to notice someone coming in, but instead spoke on his own.

"...So, if you want to make a female voice, the most important thing is to close the vocal cords, which is to artificially flatten and lengthen the vocal cords, so that the sound will become higher and thinner."

"At the same time, you should also pay attention to the breath. The breath used by boys to speak is different from that of girls. Girls' breath is mainly vomiting, and they also need to form a pharyngeal resonance."

"Look, I'll demonstrate it to you."

As he said that, Du Fuguo's voice suddenly changed.

"Hello everyone, everyone, this is Midnight Radio, I am your host Xiaolu..."

His voice was sharp and thin. Although it had a little female voice, his skills were obviously not yet in place, which sounded extremely funny.

The girl opposite was amused by him and Zhu Xuan, who had just walked into the ward, couldn't help laughing out loud.

When Du Fuguo heard the sound coming from the door, he was stunned. He noticed someone coming in, so he quickly stood up and stood up. The girl beside him whispered to him. After listening, he said with an awkward smile on his face and said embarrassedly:

"Comrade, I'm sorry, I'm practicing broadcasting skills here. I'm going to set up a broadcasting program before..."

"It's okay, we just think this is quite fun and there is no intention of laughing at you."

Chen Li quickly answered.

He knew that Du Fuguo had been practicing broadcasting and hosting since he was blind and wanted to tell everyone the story of the army through the radio, so he was not surprised to see the other party practicing broadcasting skills.

The only thing that surprised him was that the other party had already started to learn quite professional vocal skills such as falsetto.

Perhaps this is just like what he has always pursued, and he must do everything to the extreme.

This is true for mine sweeping and broadcasting.

Chen Li has read the report and also knows the growth process of this mine-sweeping hero.

When he first entered the minesweeping force, Du Fuguo, who had only finished junior high school, actually found it difficult to complete those complex theoretical studies, so he only scored 32 points in the first test of minesweeping theory after joining the team.

However, he never regarded his disadvantages as an obstacle. From the beginning of theoretical study to simulation practice, he spent several times the time and energy of other people. He even practiced for more than 6 hours under the scorching sun. Even his comrades asked him to play basketball and said he had no time.

It is precisely because of this that he passed the assessment in a very short time and was sent to Laoshan for practical training.

During the three years there, he entered and exited the minefield more than 1,000 times, successfully discharged more than 2,400 landmines, dealt with more than 20 dangerous situations, and grew into a top expert in the team.

This is probably a belief?

Chen Li sighed secretly, walked up to hold Du Fuguo's hand and introduced himself:

"Brother Du, we are the operator of the Zhejiang University brain-computer interface team. Today we are here to test you the latest robotic arm. This arm is controlled through brain waves. Other colleagues should have introduced it to you before, right?"

Hearing this, Du Fuguo nodded quickly.

"I have introduced it, introduced it. Thank you for your hard work, so I ran over from afar. Actually, I say that my arm is very easy to use now and I can basically take care of myself in my life. The organization insists on me coming over, which has caused you trouble again."

"What's the point of causing trouble! We thank you, and you're willing to help us test it."

While speaking, Chen Li directed the other two people to start unpacking the equipment. Du Fuguo, who was beside him, heard the voice and asked:

"Is there anything I need to help?"

Chen Li subconsciously wanted to refuse, but then stopped talking. After pondering for a moment, he replied:

"Then I'll trouble you, help us break up the boxes--there are too many boxes. When we boarded the plane, we used tape to wrap them all. It was very difficult to disassemble them. We also had to assemble the equipment. We will be too busy to miss the dinner time later."

"Okay, you guys are busy with yours, I'll help you!"

The two of them squatted down together. Du Fuguo groped and replaced the prosthetic limb on his left wrist with a needle-shaped front frame. Then he used the remaining wrist of his right hand to find the packaging box that Chen Li pushed. After finding the location of the tape, he skillfully cut the tape, and then tore off the tape with his hands and mouth.

The girl next to him just watched his movements and used her hands to help him remove the tape on the corner of his mouth. Even though sweat was already oozing from his forehead, she did not help him wipe it.

More than half an hour later, all the boxes were removed by Du Fuguo, and Chen Li said in surprise:

"It's finished so soon? Brother Du, your move is quick enough."

"That's not!"

Du Fuguo took a few deep breaths, then sat down on the ground, waved his head casually and shook off his sunglasses, supported his clothes with his hands and wiped them on his face twice, and then continued:

"Don't look at me, I can't see my hands now. I'm not affected much in my work. Let me tell you, I can fold the quilt by myself in one month after I get off the operating table, tofu blocks, and thief board!"

"That's really awesome..... Xiao Xuan in our laboratory has been practicing the robotic arm for two weeks, and he still uses it like a monkey."

"Hahahahahahaha, you don't want to say that to yourself comrades."

Hearing the two of them teasing him, Zhu Xuan couldn't help but interrupt and said:

"Brother Du, don't listen to his nonsense. I was forced by him. I did not eat at least twenty bananas to practice peeling bananas yesterday to practice. What is this a monkey?"

“Can you still peel bananas??”

A look of surprise appeared on Du Fuguo's face.

"Yes, it's basically OK to refine the movements. I'm not proficient. In theory, if I'm proficient, it's not a big problem to write with a pen."

Hearing his words, Du Fuguo suddenly fell silent.

The muscles on his face twitched slightly, and he asked after a while:

"But I can't see...is it okay?"

"Of course, we just blindfolded our eyes when we tested."

Hearing this, Du Fuguo's mouth subconsciously grew up, and then said with a slight trembling:
Chapter completed!