Chapter 439 The sky and the earth are paintings, mountains and rivers are books
No matter what object, as long as there are enough of them, placed in the boundless place, it will always give people a strange feeling at a glance.
I just traveled through time and space, and the Chinese ink landscape painting from the sky and the earth, and the mountains and rivers as the calligraphy, transformed into steampunk, seamlessly in an instant.
But this was just the beginning, and soon countless robot pandas appeared in the field of vision.
Chinese science fiction, Panda Sea.
"Boss, there are so many! Is this true or is it a fake?!" Director Gu was stuttered in shock.
“This is true.” Although Boss Zhou experienced it personally, he was a little surprised when he saw it.
At that time, the agricultural company he was affiliated with in Hulin saw robot pandas everywhere he looked, not from the perspective of a drone.
Now from a high position, seeing the robot pandas all over the mountains and plains ready to go, even Boss Zhou found it a bit incredible.
It was as if the person facing these robotic pandas was not him, but someone else.
In the picture, Boss Zhou took a step forward and raised his hand.
In the office, Boss Zhou raised his hand subconsciously, as if he had returned to Hulin Agricultural Company in a dream.
A crisp finger snap.
The sound of rustling is uniform.
The endless robot pandas standing up all over the mountains and plains.
Their movements should be driven by software, neat and clean, and even the rustling sounds should be the same.
The weak rustling sounds merged into one, like thunder coming from the ground.
At that moment, Boss Zhou in the picture looked flushed, but extremely serious, as if he had returned to the battlefield decades ago.
The robotic panda in the front row stood up, saluted, and then, like the bamboo, twisted its buttocks and walked towards the combine harvester.
Without the cosplay of the panda suit, the robot dog's pace would look unrecognizable and look a bit awkward.
But with cosplay, everything has changed. Appearance determines everything, no matter which plane or time and space you are in.
As the number of cute robot pandas increases, the entire atmosphere changes.
As the robotic pandas got on the combine harvester one after another, they began to start the huge machine.
Tu tu tu tu~~~
The diesel engine was started, black smoke emitted from the huge machine, and the sound resounded through the sky.
Director Gu stared at this scene blankly, feeling inexplicably surprised.
“Boss, are today’s robot dogs so awesome?” Director Gu asked in surprise.
"The post-production only includes the part where the robotic panda and the bamboo go to the combine harvester together." Boss Zhou explained reluctantly.
It seems that he particularly wants this paragraph to be true.
Bamboo carries a robot panda? !
Director Gu was startled. He didn't notice at all that Zhu Zhu brought the robotic panda onto the combine harvester.
“But Xiaoluohao said that in a few years, combine harvesters will become unmanned, and scene recognition is relatively simple and extremely difficult.
The only difficult thing is—— The combine harvesters are provided by private enterprises. In August and September every year, carts pull the combine harvesters from south to north. Start harvesting. If there is no one, you have to get in touch with these companies, otherwise there will be too much resistance.
Moving money is like killing parents, but it is technically simple.”
These are all trivial matters. Gu Huaiming looked blankly at the robotic panda sitting on the combine harvester.
Admittedly, according to the boss's description, these robot pandas are just "embellishments".
But just think about the countless unmanned combine harvesters running across the vast wilderness. Isn’t this the boss’s dream when he was young?
“Roar~~~”
A robot panda stood up and roared loudly.
Gu Huaiming discovered immediately that it was not a robot panda, but a bamboo!
Like a leader, Bamboo gave an order and the robotic panda sitting on the combine harvester skillfully started the combine harvester and drove towards the endless fields.
The roar was like thunder, and the combine harvesters seemed to have gone through countless rehearsals, neatly like a military parade.
Even the fragrance of harvested rice condenses into substance, overflowing the screen and lingering between the mouth and nose.
"Old..." Gu Huaiming turned his head and saw his boss burst into tears.
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“Holy shit, Tiangong really made something so awesome!” Chen Yong was surprised.
"I didn't expect it either, especially during the transition. It was so smooth and I couldn't see any problems." Luo Hao was also a little surprised.
However, he had read the content sent by Danizi intermittently and knew it well, so he could remain calm.
Amidst the roar of the combine harvester, the entire cinema began to boil after a period of silence.
The familiar robotic panda, the one that Professor Luo always carries, has transformed into thousands of forms, just like a bamboo tree that takes a handful of cat hair and blows on it and turns into countless bamboos.
Thousands of incarnations, thousands of incarnations.
No one expected to see such a big scene. The last time they saw a similar scene was Havoc in Heaven produced by Mordu Art Film Studio.
Discussions came and went, mostly meaningless sentiments.
Luo Hao didn't care, just watching this scene quietly.
"Luo Hao, what do you think if there were the same number of drones?" Chen Yong asked.
"You want to vent your anger on me?"
"Yes, are you awesome? Do you think you are causing trouble?" Chen Yong asked thoughtfully.
Luo Hao didn't speak, just smiled.
There is no need to rush this kind of thing.
As the drone begins to climb, a grand narrative rhythm begins.
The surrounding robotic pandas are getting smaller and smaller, turning into countless black spots. Only large agricultural machinery is busy harvesting in the fertile fields.
People saw a picture called magnificent.
In the picture, it no longer matters who drives the combine harvester. Thousands of miles of fertile fields that once required thousands of strong laborers to harvest day and night are being harvested at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The eight words "Heaven and earth are paintings, mountains and rivers are books" seem so real at this moment.
Although most of the people present were from Beijiang Province and were locals, few had actually seen such a magnificent scene.
The noise rang out, but quickly disappeared. Everyone looked at this scene in a daze, watching the legendary unmanned port appear on the thousands of miles of fertile wilderness in the northeast.
The editor seemed to know the audience's emotions. The screen did not switch quickly, but watched quietly from the perspective of a drone.
The huge combine harvester is moving, and the previous picture begins to slowly change.
This change is very slow and requires careful observation.
This change happened very quickly. For a moment, the picture completely changed.
About a minute later, the field of vision moved downwards again.
As the angle of view of the drone is lowered, every frame of the picture is different, fresh and unique.
But as the screen lowered, when Mr. Zhou appeared in the field of vision again, the whole audience was stunned.
Mr. Zhou is riding on a bamboo body, with a whining robotic panda behind him. In his left hand is a large black man with half a face. His right arm is bent and raised, and a red-crowned crane lands on Mr. Zhou's right shoulder.
Ta-ta-ta-ta~~~
As the clicking sound sounded, the screen instantly turned into black and white, and the strong AFP style rushed towards my face.
The left hand holds the yellow, the right holds the blue sky, wearing a brocade hat and mink fur coat, and thousands of horses riding around the hill.
Familiar painting style, familiar taste, familiar poetry, familiar core.
In black and white, a ray of light falls on Boss Zhou's face. On the sunny side, he looks kind and kind. His outstretched right arm falls on the leg of the red-crowned crane, seeming to help it correct its position. It's like playing with children and grandchildren.
In the light and shadow, the kindness and simplicity overflowing on Boss Zhou's face can be seen with the naked eye.
On the other side, the visibility has become lower, and the same kind and kind face has changed to a serious and serious face through a filter. Standing in the darkness and looking into the light, there is a faint trace of boss Zhou. The breath of iron blood.
Dahei followed Bamboo, looking up at the drone. Against the black background, Dahei was fierce and terrifying, looking slightly ferocious.
The corners of the big black lips with only half of the face slightly raised, the fangs exposed, the fierceness condensed into substance, and suddenly hit everyone's heart.
As the field of vision continues to decrease, this scene gradually becomes clearer.
The clearer it is, the more solemn everything in the picture is.
At the junction of darkness and light, every wrinkle on Boss Zhou's face can be clearly seen.
The ravines are crisscrossed like history books.
The hundreds of robotic pandas behind Boss Zhou no longer look cute. In the AFP filter, they look like warriors, waiting for orders and charging at any time.
The majestic momentum made people unable to breathe, and there was a dead silence in the huge cinema.
...
Gu Huaiming looked at this scene in a daze.
He had no doubt that his boss was excited.
The combine harvester has blended into the black background, as if it were some ferocious beast that could strike at any time and anywhere.
There are densely packed robot pandas behind the boss, which are clearly distinguishable in black and white.
The boss's kindness and murderous intent mixed together, turning into an inexplicable emotion that haunted his heart.
Maybe when I just saw my boss, the memory he left to me was like the scene I saw in front of me? Gu Huaiming thought to himself.
That happened many years ago. Gu Huaiming thought he had forgotten about it, but once he encountered a similar scene deep in his heart, those dusty memories were immediately brought back.
This is the boss in my memory.
Luo Hao actually captured the energy of the history books in his photos.
The scene seemed to freeze and time seemed to stop passing. Everyone, including Gu Huaiming, ignored the moving combine harvester in the background.
This picture remains in their hearts and will become eternal.
I don’t know how many seconds or a minute passed. As Bamboo shook his head, the picture slowly exited from the AFP filter.
The exit process is very smooth and does not feel abrupt or stiff.
As the filter changed, Mr. Zhou became warmer, and the corners of his eyes and brows became more kind.
The fonts of the left holding a yellow hand, the right holding a blue sky, the brocade hat and mink fur, Qian Qijuan Pinggang also gradually faded, as if time was like water, diluting everything, turning the former murderous young man into a kind-hearted old man.
But the endless robotic panda behind him is still there, and the sense of oppression that makes trypophobia instantly attack is still there.
The murderous aura that seems to be real is still there.
In the picture, Mr. Zhou patted the red-crowned crane, and the bamboo roared. The red-crowned crane seemed to understand and spread its wings to fly high.
Mr. Zhou was quite satisfied with the bamboo. He bent down and hugged the bamboo's plump neck, pressing it against his ear as if to say something.
"Boss, did you talk to Zhuzi?" Gu Huaiming asked.
"Praise it, bamboo understands human nature, it understands everything you say." Mr. Zhou said softly with a contented expression on his face.
At this moment, Gu Huaiming also felt envious. He was envious to the core of his being.
“Boss, is it safe to ride a panda?”
"He, Lao Chai, can ride, why can't I? When I was young, I rode a fierce horse, what has Lao Chai done? If it weren't for Xiao Luo Hao, he would never know the feeling of galloping in his life." Mr. Zhou scolded dissatisfiedly. .
"Boss Chai has really ridden bamboo?" Gu Huaiming was stunned.
"I said I rode it when I went to Suzhou. Xiaoluohao is really good at flattering me." Mr. Zhou snorted coldly, but looking at his expression, he felt very comfortable.
That's bamboo. Can the feeling of galloping on the national treasure giant panda be the same as riding a horse?
Not even King Qin’s Six Horses can do it.
Gu Huaiming was envious in his heart, but before he could speak, he heard his boss say, "At that time, the leader of the forestry company proposed to ride bamboo, but Xiaoluohao refused with a cold face, without any hesitation."
"Ah. ?" Gu Huaiming said, then a smile appeared on his face.
"He said that even he couldn't bear to ride it. Only Lao Chai and I have ridden it. They are nothing, but they also want to ride bamboo?"
"..."
< br>Gu Huaiming sighed and completely suppressed the extravagant hopes in his heart.
He knew Luo Hao and had already guessed that only his boss and Boss Chai could enjoy such a good thing, and even Luo Hao himself was reluctant to part with it.
Zhuzi is so obedient. Gu Huaiming's eyes turned red, looking at the picture of Zhuzi acting coquettishly with his boss.
Sitting like a baby, lying down like a baby, rolling like a baby, as long as Bamboo is in the boss's sight, he can do nothing but act like a baby.
Tsk.
There are endless mechanical bamboos behind the bamboos, which look exactly like Sun Dasheng plucking a bunch of hair and blowing on them.
Mr. Zhou rode the bamboo farther and farther, and his figure gradually became hazy and blurred.
The scene switched unconsciously. Before Mr. Zhou disappeared, the plants around the farm turned yellow and the autumn wind rustled.
The white snow is falling from the sky, and the goose feathers are falling in the fields.
Da da da~
Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest.
Five big characters appeared.
The angle of view of the drone was raised again, to a very high place, and the field of vision suddenly broadened.
The sky and the earth are the same color, white, and there is no one inhabited as far as the eye can see, but it seems to be pregnant with hope for next year.
Delayed photography, time flies, and the stars change.
The camera footage gradually moved downwards, deep into the white snow and into the greasy black soil below.
People seem to have entered the perspective of the universe and the earth.
After some time, a seed began to grow, take root and sprout.
Spring is warm and flowers are blooming.
When the branches and buds emerge from the ground, the screen is filled with green and full of vitality.
A black mass appeared next to the newly grown buds. It was too close to see clearly.
But the black mass seemed to be moving.
The field of vision continued to change, and soon everyone saw clearly that it was a robot panda.
Wearing casual clothes, Mr. Zhou stood on the ground with Zhuzi, a bamboo chair and a pot of tea.
Mr. Zhou was drinking tea leisurely. On the left was a bamboo, and on the right was a large black man with half his face. The red-crowned crane was nowhere to be seen.
The robot panda is patrolling the fields, bending down from time to time to pull out weeds.
"Luo Hao, this doesn't seem to be enough for the cost of the machine." Chen Yong said in a low voice.
“Of course we don’t care about the cost of our own grain fields.” Luo Hao replied, “We need to use other methods to cultivate large areas of land.”
“Small farmer economy?”
"Not really, it's just a metaphor. Besides, who says this model can't be promoted. It's almost done in fifty years. Maybe it won't be used." Luo Hao said leisurely.
Fifty years? Will controllable nuclear fusion last fifty years? Chen Yong raised the corners of his mouth, showing a disdainful smile.
But his smile immediately turned joyful. The bamboo on the screen was so cute. You didn’t have to do anything, just lay down there.
No matter where the bamboo lies, it is the "c" position.
Can’t get enough of it.
This paragraph seems to be a still scene. It seems that there is only one picture. Neither Zhou Lao, Bamboo, nor Dahei moved.
Only the robotic pandas weeding in the fields are working hard.
They are tireless, with looming solar photovoltaic panels on their bodies, charging while working, just like cows and horses buying themselves coffee with CBD to refresh themselves.
"The Tian family has a free month, but in May people are twice as busy?" Chen Yong chuckled, "Looking at Boss Zhou, he doesn't feel twice as busy at all."
"Technology To make progress, we can’t use all our skill points on editing viruses, bacteria, and new viruses that destroy humanity. We are not the kind of nation that is anti-human.”
Chen Yong pretended and laughed silently.
Since returning from the United States, Luo Hao's "imperial" trend has become more and more obvious, and he has not tried to hide it at all.
But Chen Yong likes it.
“Machines replace human work, material is extremely abundant, and human beings can concentrate on exploration and art. Isn’t this part of communism.”
That goal is so far away that it seems that people have already thought of it. I forgot, but inadvertently, Luo Hao shot a promotional video using Zhou Lao and bamboo, which seemed to lift the veil of the future while promoting Northeastern agriculture.
Is that okay?
Isn’t it possible?
Is it really not possible?
Chen Yong doesn't want to think so much.
The picture continues to be filmed with delay, the sky is full of wind and clouds, and it is already noon.
Mr. Zhou raised his hand and patted the bamboo. The bamboo stood up and roared. The robotic panda in the field seemed to have heard the order, calling one after another in succession.
In the green wheat field, countless black figures suddenly appeared and ran back to Mr. Zhou.
That kind of vitality has burst out of the screen.
Gradually and unknowingly, the picture turned into an AFP filter.
No matter how you cover it up, you can't hide the vitality of all things competing.
As the robot pandas appeared one after another in front of Mr. Zhou, the scene gradually faded.
Jiangbei Province Cultural Tourism Promotion, a few words appeared on the screen.
The entire documentary is not very long, at least it is much worse than the movie.
But the content is overflowing, especially the endless robot panda and the vast black land, which hit everyone's hearts like a heavy punch.
Long aftertaste.
After an unknown amount of time, the lights came on.
Boss Zhou sat motionless in his chair. Gu Huaiming walked to the boss with his heart in a state of excitement.
"Boss, Xiaoluohao is really attentive." Gu Huaiming said solemnly.
"Xiao Gu, do you think I can really see this scene?" Mr. Zhou asked lightly.
"Yes." Gu Huaiming replied in a determined tone, "Although weeding and the like are not possible now, it is not difficult with so many robotic pandas. As long as the driverless combine harvester wants to do it, there is no need to worry about grabbing it. It can become a reality in one or two years.”
Mr. Zhou nodded slightly, with a smile on his face.
Originally, I was just looking at Boss Chai’s Dingjun Shanyan. Why could he, Lao Chai, touch it, but I, Lao Zhou, couldn’t?
I didn't expect Xiaoluohao to come up with such a promotional video, which left me speechless and overjoyed.
Although there are slight flaws, I recall that the filming only took a few days. Most of the time, Luo Hao accompanied him, wandering around the agricultural company headquarters with Zhuzi and Dahei.
In the end, I was lucky enough to see this scene.
Mr. Zhou was in a surging mood.
The content created by Xiaoluohao is indeed beyond my imagination.
It's not just about competing for a short period of time, but the core of it is vaguely consistent with my lifelong pursuit.
This kid is good, pretty good.
Gu Huaiming looked at his boss's expression. He knew exactly what his boss was thinking.
Ronaldinho is really good at flattering. Although it is called providing emotional value now, the emotional value he provides can make the boss eat it from now on until he eats it into the coffin.
It’s really amazing, no wonder the elderly people dote on him, that’s it! Director Gu is already thinking about how to get closer to Xiaoluohao.
This kid is very lucky.
“Boss, when will this be released?”
“It’s not important anymore.” Mr. Zhou smiled slightly, “I heard that Xiaoluo hired someone to poach the brain research team of the Max Planck Institute. ?”
“Well, I guess it will be the next one. Related to AI and artificial intelligence, I even suspect that Xiaoluohao is doing various preparatory work for unmanned hospitals.”
“Someone has to do this kind of work. If you don’t do it, I won’t do it. Do you all believe in the wisdom of future generations? ”
"Haha, I know, boss. I'll follow you on the Xiaoluo side. If you have any difficulties, I'll help." Gu Huaiming said seriously, "If I can't solve it, I will report to you in time."
Mr. Zhou nodded, thoughtfully.
......
In the cinema, there was sparse applause.
It was not a formal occasion. Although the directors and hospital leaders present were surprised and novel, there was no need to overdo it.
After all, Luo Hao is not yet thirty years old. If he licks too much... everyone will be embarrassed.
"Ronaldinho, awesome!" Feng Zixuan came over and said enthusiastically.
“It’s okay, it’s okay.” Luo Hao smiled, “The boss has needs, mainly because the cultural and tourism department also gave a lot of support.”
“I heard that you want to go to school on weekends. "Take the experts from the Max Planck Institute to see the bamboo?" Feng Zixuan asked.
"Well, just look through the cage. He said there are no giant pandas in Marburg. If you want to see them, the nearest place is Berlin."
"Don't you want to get in close contact?"
"I'm not familiar with them, so just take a look through the cage and take a look at Zhuda." Luo Hao replied calmly.
Feng Zixuan smiled. Is Ronaldinho dissatisfied with the experts from the Max Planck Institute? Or do you feel distant and distant in your heart?
But he didn’t ask. It’s better to pretend that he doesn’t know some things.
"Ronaldiner!" Chen Yan came over, twirling his beard, "The promotional video is really good. If you have a chance, take one for me too? Just appear in the camera and act as an extra."
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"No, it's just a coincidence. Let's go have a meal." Luo Hao declined without mercy.
(End of this chapter)