Chapter 100: Doraemon--Uncle Luban

After experimenting with the skills he had just acquired, Hao Yun felt that he had become cute, and he had already mastered five things in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea, and he was getting closer and closer to the omnipotence. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info is really gratifying, congratulations!

After sending away Xiahou Yongyue, who fell into shock and sweetness, Hao Yun continued to conceive of the program that the young man was going to perform in the theatrical performance. According to the original concept, the children were to combine dance and martial arts, while also needing one person to draw behind the backdrop of the stage.

Hao Ling'er pits me!

Hao Yun's heart directly swelled up with this thought, at the beginning, everyone had not yet decided on the candidate to paint in the back, this time there is no need to worry about it--Principal Hao is fine! Hao Ling'er! You have an ancestor!

Although he was cheated by Hao Ling'er, he is indeed the best candidate for painting with master-level art skills and martial arts inheritance. Because according to the design, that canvas is ten meters long and five meters high, how can you paint without good light skills?

Now that the actors have all been decided, in addition to rehearsals, the rest is to prepare props, but there is the almighty Uncle Luban, and the props are absolutely reassuring!

But let's discuss it with the uncle, everyone gathers firewood and the flame is high, Hao Yun also wants to see what kind of surprise Uncle Luban can bring to himself, the last time the nano-level robot made him lose his glasses.

"Uncle, can you make this prop of mine, what is the best material for the canvas?" Hao Yun explained the idea of the performance to Uncle Lu Ban, and then waited for his response with burning eyes.

Lu Ban pondered for a long time, and then took Hao Yun to the underground laboratory of the main teaching building. There are only two people who have the key to this underground laboratory, one is Uncle Luban, and the other is Hao Yun. In addition to being a carpentry expert, Uncle Luban is also a master of materials science and structure!

"The canvas must be tough enough and absorbent at the same time... And also to be translucent, well... Is it graphene flakes or nanoscale bamboo charcoal fibers?" Uncle Luban muttered as he touched his beard.

Of course, a liberal arts student like Hao Yun couldn't understand the words in Uncle Lu Ban's mouth, he just felt that he didn't know how to do it, and the words that could come out of Uncle Lu Ban's mouth were definitely high-tech in high-tech.

However, Hao Yun only has the right to use these experimental results, and does not have the right to develop the experimental results into economic benefits, which is a restriction given to Hao Yun by the system. He can only upgrade his experience by running a school, and all other ways are crooked.

Uncle Luban changed into a neat white coat and took Hao Yun into the ultraviolet sterilization room, steamed a sauna, and then took him into the sterile laboratory. After half an hour of blending, Uncle Lu Ban obtained the recipe for the prototype material of the canvas, and then he took Hao Yun to the laboratory supporting processing workshop on the third basement floor, and successfully produced a translucent canvas ten meters long and five meters wide.

"Alright, take this canvas with you! it will definitely meet all your requirements!" said Uncle Luban proudly, holding a pipe without tobacco leaves.

"Uh... Is one piece enough?" Hao Yun asked weakly.

Uncle Luban stretched out the corner of the canvas and said: "This canvas has memory, when you first start drawing on it, its molecular structure will suck ink into it, but after an hour, its molecular memory system will be restored, and the ink embedded in the molecular structure will be expelled - at this time, whether you wash it with water or wipe it with a rag, you can quickly clean it up!"

"Uncle, this canvas is very functional, is there any other effect?" Hao Yun asked greedily.

The uncle left the laboratory with Hao Yun holding the canvas, walked on the road and lit the tobacco leaves in the pipe, he took a beautiful puff, and said in the smoke: "After the performance, you can use this canvas to make clothes, although it is not good-looking, but its strength is far greater than any body armor on the market, even Kevlar inlaid steel plate body armor!"

"I'll it!" Hao Yun stared at the canvas in his hand with wide eyes, this thing is simply going against the sky! If this material can be popularized, it will definitely benefit countless people!

However, Hao Yun also knew that this material could not appear in large quantities no matter what, and Lu Ban would strictly control the outflow of technology, even Hao Yun would not be able to extract the technology and take it away!

There is such a canvas Hao Yun is already very satisfied, what do you want? What kind of bicycle do you want? Uncle Luban's ease of use has exceeded Hao Yun's imagination, at least compared to a certain blue fat robot cat, in addition to not being able to travel through time and space, Uncle Luban's function is not bad at all!

The problem of the canvas is solved, and all that remains is rehearsal. The joint practice of the dance club and the martial arts club has begun, and Li Mengmeng has also designed the dance moves, and all that remains is the kung fu of ink painting.

The bell rang for the end of school, and Hao Yun came to the dance classroom, the training venue, with a large canvas in his hand. Why did you choose a dance studio? Because the two walls here are mirrors, you can see the flaws of the dance movements very well, and you can better adjust the state.

The little actors who were put on the endurance halo by Hao Yun and wore red and blue buffs all day long were not tired from the day's homework, on the contrary, they felt that there was a fire in their hearts that could only be released by martial arts and dance. So every rehearsal they have to be serious.

In addition to the group dance, there is also a solo dance, and the solo dancer is Hao Yun's eldest apprentice Li Yunfei, and the reason for choosing her is not because of her special relationship with the principal, but because her physical condition is really good! Every joint and every tendon of Li Yunfei's body, who stretches Xiaocheng, is open, as long as she wants to, she can make difficult movements such as a word horse at any time. Among all the primary school students, only Li Yunfei can do this.

There is no way, the time is tight and the task is heavy, Li Yunfei can only shoulder the heavy responsibility. But little Lori seems to enjoy it, her love for dancing is no less than martial arts, once paralyzed in a wheelchair, she envied the dancer the most, and now she has the opportunity to realize her dream, how can she not be happy?

"Come, everyone, follow my movements, prepare, Qi!1234, 5678, 2234, 5678......" Li Mengmeng stood at the front of the team, teaching the children dance moves hand in hand, and seriously correcting the children's movements that were not in place.

Children also learn not to be serious, can choose the dance club of the children psychology is full of real love for dance, they are not forced by parents, interest is the best teacher, even children in the face of their own interests in the activities, will burst out of incomparable persistence.

At this time, Uncle Luban appeared with a long piece of wood in his creaking nest, and he said with a smile: "I'm going to get you a canvas, you need a shelf for such a big canvas!"

Hao Yun patted his head, but the uncle was still thoughtful! Uncle Lu Ban's carpentry work was simply superb! He built a big shelf without using a single nail. The five-meter-high shelf stands in place and is exceptionally stable, no matter how Hao Yun pushes it, it is as stable as Mount Tai. Otherwise, how can this uncle be said to be a master of structure!