2037: C2037 Fu Zhendong I Have an Immature Idea

C2037 Fu Zhendong I Have an Immature Idea

Hearing everyone's words, Fu Zhendong smiled: "Then what if we completely smooth over this depression?"

Smooth the depression!

This was exactly what everyone was thinking, yet their efforts were fruitless.

After pondering for a moment, Qin Luo asked, "Academician Fu, what solution do you have?"

"I remember one time when I was driving, I accidentally hit a telephone pole and the front of the car was hit by a huge dent."

"After arriving at the workshop, the repairman used a special tool to absorb the sunken areas …"

"I think, dealing with the rocket crater should be no different from dealing with the car crater …"

Fu Zhendong smiled brightly: "I think we can give it a try."

Repair a car? Repair rockets?

Emm, Academician Fu, can you joke a little bit more?

Yes, this joke was a bit too funny.

Is it the same thing as fixing a car and showing off a rocket?

No! No! There was not even a dime between them.

"Academician Fu, do you think this is feasible?" Gritting his teeth, Qin Luo looked at Fu Zhendong speechlessly: "Do you really think repairing a car and fixing a rocket is the same thing?"

Fu Zhendong: "..."

Looking at Qin Luo's serious expression, he could feel the unfriendly tone in Qin Luo's words.

Fu Zhendong's heart skipped a beat.

The situation didn't seem to be quite right...

"Cough cough, this is just a hypothesis that I'm not very familiar with. Qin Luo, if you feel that something is amiss, then forget it. Just pretend that I didn't say anything." Fu Zhendong said with a coy smile.

You didn't say anything?

You might not believe it, that's what I thought.

Qin Luo rolled his eyes at Fu Zhendong and swept his gaze across everyone before saying, "Everyone, you can raise any opinion you want."

Everyone: "..."

We'd like to, but the problem is that there doesn't seem to be any objection in the brain.

"Cough cough, I still have something to say …" At this moment, Fu Zhendong gathered once again.

Say, a hammer!

Before Qin Luo could open his mouth to speak, the others had already spoken: "Academician Fu, don't say anymore, we don't want to hear it …"

Fu Zhendong: "..."

For some reason, at this moment, Fu Zhendong felt that he was being discriminated against.

Furthermore, it was the type that was naked and frugal …

But he didn't want to say it, and Fu Zhendong was a bit unwilling to accept it.2

"Everyone, I really have something to say. You guys are listening …" Fu Zhendong hurriedly said.

Listen?

Listen, did you call a repairman?

Hehe, it's not that we despise you, it's just two different things, it's impossible to confuse them.

Ignoring Fu Zhendong's words, Qin Luo, Bai Hang, and Yin Guodong started to discuss among themselves.

Fu Zhendong: "! @ $%... &

With rage burning in his chest, Fu Zhendong wanted to leave immediately.

However, after thinking about it, Fu Zhendong decided to leave it at that.

He thought for a moment, then continued, "Since he can cave in, why don't we try and prop him up with fuel?"

Prop it up?

Hearing Fu Zhendong's words, the corner of Chen Qiangsheng's mouth twitched crazily.

Listen, is this really something that a human can say?

To be honest, if it was him, he really couldn't say it out loud.

"Cough, cough …" Chen Qiangsheng covered his mouth with his hand and coughed lightly. Then, he said with a smile, "Academician Fu, you better not say anymore. Let them think about it..."

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