Listening to Gu Fan's complaints, Gu Meng, who was lying in his father's arms, raised his head: "Didn't Dad awaken his ability? Couldn't Dad's superpowers let you get a good job? It seems that the ability to become a robot is useless?"

"Dad is not just a robot, he can do anything. If I am in a hurry, I can go directly to the bank to change the account information. Gu Fan explained earnestly: "However, a certain bureau has a rule that the behavior of not working hard will cause bad guidance to young people, and all books must be sealed." ”

"It doesn't matter if I'm comfortable, a guy named Yuhuang is going crazy. In addition, when changing bank data, it is impossible not to leave traces of chaotic algorithms. This is considered a non-terrestrial information technology proliferation, and it is also illegal. ”

Gu Meng looked at her father with disdain: "Oh, Dad, don't lie to Mengmeng." If he can do anything, why can't Dad find a job yet?"

"Haha, it's a shame that I'm in control of this body. Gu Fan pinched his daughter's face lovingly: "If it is a chaotic algorithm, this will have been killed by your logical paradox, my daughter is amazing." ”

The main difference between humans and programmed algorithms is that humans can survive paradoxes.

When the program algorithm is faced with a paradox, if it can't jump over, the system will collapse. My daughter's problem just now was enough to shut down many computer programs.

"What do you mean?" Seeing his father smiling so happily, Gu Meng blinked: "Dad was verbally praising Mengmeng just now?"

Gu Fan nodded: "That's true." ”

After receiving her father's affirmation, the little girl immediately smiled: "Spiritual rewards alone are not enough, Mengmeng wants material rewards." Let's get a big ice cream first. ”

"But Daddy hasn't found a job yet, and he doesn't have much money left in his pocket. Gu Fan couldn't help but smile and patted his pocket and said, "If I buy you ice cream again, our father and daughter will be hungry tomorrow." Are you sure you want to eat ice cream?"

The disappointment in the little guy's eyes flashed: "Write it down in the account first, and then make up for it when Dad finds a job later." ”

Gu Fan said deliberately: "It's hard to find a job." You also saw it today, they don't let Dad take Meng Meng to work. ”

After the little girl pondered for a while, she made a difficult decision: "Otherwise, Dad will leave Mengmeng at home." When Meng Meng is home alone, she promises to be obedient. Neither playing with fire nor climbing windowsills. ”

The daughter's well-behaved made Gu Fan feel a little distressed. Although her daughter's suggestion has reference value, Gu Fan is not very willing to implement it.

Since he was pulled into the path of evolution, he has not seen his daughter for four years now.

Only those who have walked around in the sea of swords and fires know how valuable it is to be able to enjoy a happy life with their daughter.

Four years of missing, four years of worry, and four years of doing everything to make Gu Fan not want to miss every day with his daughter.

"Tomorrow we will continue to come out to look for a job," Gu Fan shook his head, "I don't believe that I can't find a job where I can take my children to work." It's a big deal, I'm going to work as a nursery worker in a kindergarten! I go to work in class, and the father and daughter go home together after work. ”

"No, Dad is a cute dad and can't be shared with other children. Gu Meng protested loudly: "Who dares to rob Mengmeng of her father's concern, Mengmeng will beat them mercilessly!"

I'll go, the little girl's determination to defend her sovereignty is quite firm, and she even does not hesitate to use violence for this.

Gu Fan pinched his daughter's face helplessly: "This doesn't work, that's not good, you want me a good job?"

The little girl blinked her eyes and made a self-righteous suggestion: "Mengmeng is so cute, and now that the Internet is so developed, maybe Dad can make a crowdfunding to raise Mengmeng?"

WeChat crowdfunding to raise a daughter?

Gu Fan pondered carefully for a while: "Wait, isn't that the evolved version of cloud computing - Yun's adopted daughter? Doesn't this mean that the people who participate in Mengmeng's crowdfunding are all cloud fathers and cloud mothers?"

"No, Mengmeng is Dad's daughter. The privilege of raising Meng Meng belongs to me and cannot be shared with others. Whoever dares to snatch custody of his daughter from me, his father will beat them to death mercilessly. Gu Fan rejected his daughter's idea.

Listening to her father's answer, Gu Mengle couldn't help but kiss her father: "Well, it's exactly the same as Mengmeng's answer just now, you are really Mengmeng's father." It seems that there is only one way left for Meng Meng and her father to go to the street to sing and sing. ”

As she spoke, the little girl held her little face and fell into the picture of brain supplementation: "Handsome father, smart, lively and cute cute, and an accompanying instrument, it is simply a super invincible street art combination." ”

"Hey, girl, why do you have eight adjectives, and only two adjectives for daddy?" Gu Fan protested dissatisfiedly.

Gu Meng hugged her father's neck, closed her eyes and kept smiling: "Could it be that Dad is a super good father, Mengmeng will talk nonsense everywhere?" Mengmeng just hid the praise of her father, lest Dad be proud and complacent after hearing the praise. ”

Caressing Gu Meng's back, Gu Fan was full of emotion: A quirky daughter like Meng Meng is the most precious gift God has given me. If I'm proud, I'm proud of you.

But then again, since the daughter has the idea of being a street performer, being a father should also try to satisfy her.

Gu Fan touched his chin and started the algorithm to calculate the feasibility.

In less than a fraction of a second, the chaos algorithm came to the conclusion that my daughter's suggestion was very good and highly feasible.

With the chaotic algorithm and the liquid metal microelectronic brain, Gu Fan's learning ability is absolutely outstanding, and it is difficult for him to sing or play musical instruments. Fine-tune his appearance, he can even compete with Xiao Xianrou.

"Girl, go play a musical instrument with Daddy. After making up his mind, Gu Fan turned around and walked to the nearest music equipment store.

There's nothing you can't do when you buy a musical instrument and start a business.

As for whether it would be faceless to perform on the streets, the innocent Gu Meng didn't think about it, and Gu Fan didn't think about it at all.

In the game of Evolution Road, Gu Fan has sold his teammates countless times, what is it compared to street singing?

As long as his daughter is happy, he doesn't bother to think about other issues at all.

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Whale Sea Recreational Supplies Store is the "largest" recreational goods store in Chengnan District, covering an area of 100 square meters, mainly engaged in various student supplies.

Because of the fair price, students from several junior high and high schools in the neighborhood come here to buy things. Considering the limited purchasing power of students, the sports equipment and music equipment in the store are not expensive.

Thanks to the affordability, elementary school students in the neighborhood come here to buy food.

The recorder alone sells thousands of flutes every year.

Together with the harmonica and basketball, football, and table tennis, they constitute the "Four Heavenly Kings" of in-store sales. If it weren't for the fact that the store also sells some stationery, the shopkeeper would have been unable to play anymore.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, when the boss was drowsy, a man led a little girl into the store.

"Boss," the little girl called in a milky voice, driving away the boss's drowsiness in an instant, "Take out the best and most expensive musical instruments in your store." ”

"The best musical instrument?" Seeing a big customer come to the door, the boss couldn't help but perk up: "Little sister, what instrument do you want?"

I saw the little girl holding her finger against her lower lip, she looked back at her father, showing an embarrassed expression: "Dad, you said, there are so many musical instruments, which one should Mengmeng choose?

They have all been reduced to student stationery stores to buy musical instruments, what kind of temperament is there?

As soon as the shopkeeper said a word, he heard the man speak: "Boss, what's the most expensive instrument you have here?"

"The most expensive instrument?" the shopkeeper thought for a moment, vaguely like a violin that had not been sold for a year?