"It's really like a little girl! Xiao Qingchen is still that little Qingchen. It's okay, I will definitely brighten it for you and be at ease. I want to see its true magicality, which is not as simple as a thousand miles of voice transmission. I can't wait now."

Zhang Yang didn't think that saying such words would look like. However, every time Qingchen said Zhang Yang, she was a little shy, especially "Little Qingchen", which was exactly what Zhang Xiaoyang called her on the phone at that time.

At this time, Zhang Yang always paid attention to both ends of the electrode, just for fear of problems. Fortunately, everything was still acceptable, because the ancient gold wire was not as good as copper wire. Although the conductivity was relatively good, the stability was indeed much worse and not a little bit. This is the truth, so Zhang Yang was afraid that the position of the electrode would flash. At that time, not to mention whether the battery panel would be damaged, but an electrode would probably break. It is really not to think about lighting up the phone again in this era.

"Zhang Xiaoyang? Haha." Qingchen also smiled softly. Because of the past week, Zhang Yang's mouth was not always right, and Qingchen also got used to it. He was not as restrained and embarrassed as he was at the beginning. Even now, whenever she sees Zhang Yang beside her and listens to what he says to her, no matter what it is, she really feels that there is something more in her heart. It is not as lonely as before, and she doesn't even have a sense of nowhere to put her down. Maybe this is why she is fulfilled and satisfied!

"It should be OK. Is it hotter if you touch it?" Zhang Yang roughly estimated the time at this time, thinking that it was almost done. Now, according to the future moment, Zhang Yang had already charged for about half an hour, and now it seems that the time is about the same.

At least what Zhang Yang thought was that he needed to check in advance whether there was no charging situation, which also means that the simple hand-crank charger he made had completely failed. I can only say it was a pity, but at that time Zhang Yang had to find some other solutions, such as gunpowder was also a good method, not.

When he heard Zhang Yang's question, Qingchen was also a little expectant. He quickly touched the location of the broken silver pile in the middle of the device. After touching it, Qingchen looked at Zhang Yang with an excited smile and said: "Well, and the temperature is very high, it will probably be seen red after a while. If this continues, it is amazing. It seems that there is a fire furnace forging these broken silvers, and it is really hot. You are not so hot at all."

When Zhang Yang heard this answer, he stopped shaking the rocker roller in his hand and touched it in person. He said it was indeed the same as Qingchen's. Zhang Yang also smiled and replied to Qingchen and said, "This is a magical science called physics. The situation where it makes it like being forged by a furnace is the electric and heating power mentioned in it, which is very interesting. However, if I eat this thing next time, I will show you something, it is really a big mistake."

Zhang Yang carefully took off the poles and then held the electronic version in his hand. At this time, he took the phone beside him and was about to install the battery panel. He was indeed a little nervous and could even feel his heartbeat. If this happens, it means a lot of things. Maybe he can find some ways to go back, but it may not be true?

So, this is Zhang Yang's hope. It seems that he has a little confidence. From Qingchen showing up with such a thing, to the two of them recognizing each other, Zhang Yang remembered the incredible call when he was a child, Zhang Yang always felt that there must be some relationship or channel. No matter what it is, he would definitely be able to return to his own world. And it may not be just himself, but also some other ideas. Zhang Yang has not said it.

"here we go!!!"

"Um!"

Zhang Yang put it on and covered the cover of the phone. At this time, he sat on the stool, but straightened up, and even dared not pay attention to other things. He also felt that he was afraid to open it and did not dare to try it. At this time, Qingchen was always staring at Zhang Yang and the phone he had got. Qingchen knew the name of this thing and wanted to thank Zhang Yang, but she always regarded this as a spell-like thing. It was hard to imagine that a martial arts master began to believe in the existence of magic and immortals because of such a thing that could transmit voices for thousands of miles.

Zhang Yang swallowed his throat and was indeed a little nervous. Even the hand pressing the turn-on button was trembling a little. At the same time, he touched his nose with his left hand, looking very worried and nervous. But now the situation is better. Zhang Yang suddenly realized that Qingchen seemed to feel nervous than him, which was really interesting - haha.

"Dingling!" A crisp and pleasant sound of turning on the phone came out from the phone, and the screen turned from black to light up, and a startup animation began to appear at the same time - it was successful!

"Fuck! Beautiful, pretty!" Zhang Yang jumped up excitedly, with a proud look on his face, as if he had been suppressed for a long time, as if he was a younger brother who had received a 10 million lottery ticket, and he was very excited to say that he was beautiful and dancing.

At this time, Qingchen looked at Zhang Yang's sudden brightening and a very beautiful and moving scene at the same time. He stared at the thing Zhang Yang said on the table with a very beautiful and vivid picture.

Qingchen stuttered a little, looking very unbelievable. He pointed at the thing on the table but looked at Zhang Yang's words in disbelief and said stutteringly: "It ~ it...it's really bright! And - and it can talk and move, and those pictures actually moved! What is that."

"So fussy, you didn't necessarily feel so strange when you answered the phone. By the way, what did you answer when I called you? Isn't there a sound every time? After a song, my voice came out. Why are you so surprised now?"

Zhang Yang was also happy. His mood was very good at this time. At the same time, the depression in his heart seemed to have made him feel much more relaxed. He still had time to joke. Zhang Yang sat back and held his phone in his hand. He had already turned on the phone and entered the main interface, but it was still a familiar landscape background.

"Because every time it screams like I just heard your voice, and I dare not touch it!"

"Oh, answer automatically! Hehe, my little sister asked me to take a photo of you - say, eggplant!"                                                 �
Chapter completed!