Chapter 439 You Can Smell It Through the Screen

"Sister, I seem to smell the stench of my brother's Hong Kong feet."

"Hahaha, I laughed to death."

"Cough cough cough~" Zhou Yaling laughed instantly while eating the instant noodles, and even choked.

There was no one opposite Zhou Yaling, otherwise she would probably smell like instant noodles.

The little guy held his nose in one hand and held his phone in the other. The flipped camera pointed at the pair of white flat shoes, "Sister, look, brother's big stinky shoes."

"I'll go, Candy, let's not watch this, my sister is still eating instant noodles!"

"Okay~"

At this moment, Mo Jingchun, who had washed his feet, came out of the bathroom.

The suite was so big, and the little guy was shouting so loudly, it would be strange if he couldn't hear him.

Mo Jingchun said with a resentful face: "Guo'er, you despise brother."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"."

As long as the little guy can remember, in her memory, her brother's feet have always been smelly.

It's even better in winter.

Seeing how happy Zhou Yaling was smiling in the mobile phone video, Mo Jingchun chuckled.

"Yeah? Why are you still eating instant noodles?"

"I want to eat instant noodles, I am willing."

"Really or not? Then I'll ask Zero to cancel your staff's dining authority in the cafeteria?"

"You!" Zhou Yaling's teeth itched angrily.

But Zhou Yaling had nothing to do with Mo Jingchun, she couldn't really stop going to the cafeteria to eat.

Instant noodles are okay to eat once in a while, and you can eat them every day without getting sick.

"Evil capitalists."

"What did you say? Why didn't I hear clearly."

"It's nothing." Zhou Yaling took a sip of instant noodles, expressing that she didn't want to talk.

At this time, the little guy snatched the phone and said to the phone camera with his whole face:

"Sister, don't talk anymore, Guoer is already hungry, I want to take my brother to have a big meal."

Um? Have a big meal! In an instant, Zhou Yaling felt that the Laotan sauerkraut noodles in the bucket were no longer fragrant.

"Hang up~bye~"

Under Zhou Yaling's envious eyes, Candy smiled and hung up the WeChat video call.

Killing and punishing the heart is nothing more than that.

What's worse, it wasn't Mo Jingchun who said those words, but her lovely candy! woo woo woo~

It's so sad, this is not the result I wanted~result~

Don't hurt me again~

Huh? Why are you still singing. Zhou Yaling curled her lips, took a sip of the bland sauerkraut noodles, and watched the short video by the way.

In the next second, Zhou Yaling was in a bad mood.

I saw a short video explaining the entire production process of sauerkraut in Laotan sauerkraut noodles.

Those big feet of size 42 stepped on the sauerkraut vigorously.

Thinking of her brother's Hong Kong feet, Zhou Yaling felt like throwing up.

Zhou Yaling who threw the instant noodles into the trash can couldn't help shivering.

"I have decided that I will never eat Laotan sauerkraut noodles again in my life."

On the other side, Mo Jingchun and his group were sitting in a private room, enjoying a table full of delicious dishes.

It is also a five-star hotel, but the taste and service are really not the same price.

The five-star hotel in my hometown still has a long way to go.

Really not, build a five-star hotel by yourself? Or six stars?

Mo Jingchun shook his head, but forget it, a waste of money and energy.

It's better to focus on research and development.

"Brother, I'll give you a big chicken drumstick."

"Oh~ thank you baby~"

"You're welcome~"

At night, the weather forecast said that the weather in Beijing will be fine tomorrow, and the maximum temperature will reach 35 degrees Celsius.

Mo Jingchun, who opened the curtains and looked up at the sky, couldn't help doubting the accuracy of the weather forecast.

The clouds are so dense that you can't even see the moon, let alone the sky full of stars.

With this kind of weather, are you sure tomorrow will be a fine day with clear skies?

Let it go!

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

The little guy was wearing pajamas and size 43 slippers. He walked over curiously and followed the direction Mo Jingchun was looking at.

"It's nothing, I'm looking for the moon."

"Looking for the moon??? Brother, today is not the first day of the Lunar New Year~" Candy scratched her head in doubt.

It is clearly stated in the cartoon that the moon is invisible on the first day of the lunar calendar every month, and the moon is the roundest and largest on the fifteenth day of each month.

"Ahem, brother forgot." Mo Jingchun smiled awkwardly.

Damn, it's actually not as good as a child.

Well, well, the main thing is who has nothing to pay attention to the number of the lunar calendar every day.

It's not even a birthday.

Pulling the curtains, Mo Jingchun cast a sloppy eye and said:

"Go to sleep after playing for a while, and tomorrow I will tutor your elder sister Li Xuanyu."

"I hope she can give more strength."

"Brother, what is power point?"

"Oh, it means very exciting."

The little guy nodded, "Oh, so what is so exciting?"

"Why are you one hundred thousand? Sleep!"

With a snap, the lights in the entire suite dimmed.

"Brother, Guo'er hasn't played yet, so why did he fall asleep?"

"Sleep, brother is sleepy."

"snort!"

The silence was restored in the dark, and the sound insulation of the entire suite was good, which also isolated noises such as the sound of cars outside the hotel.

Under the faint light, the little guy tilted his head and looked at his brother's heaving chest.

It looked like he was really asleep.

At some point, the little guy also fell asleep.

When he woke up, Mo Jingchun found that there was an extra foot on his face, and the big foot had stuck into his nostril.

Mo Jingchun moved his little feet away and looked, as expected, the little guy didn't know how he slept last night, anyway, he was sleeping sideways on the pillow now.

Silently, Mo Jingchun prayed for Zhou Yaling.

All the feet from now on will be hers, Zhou Yaling's.

It's really... gratifying.

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, the little guy hadn't woken up yet, and Mo Jingchun was not in a hurry, so he sat on the sofa and watched short videos for entertainment.

"Huh? TSMC has achieved a 2nm process?"

It is not bad to search domestically again, it has already broken through to 8nm.

In fact, this is already very powerful.

At least, Mo Jingchun thought so.

Faced with the blockade of key technologies and the need to avoid some patented technologies, under such circumstances, it is really amazing to be able to realize domestic 8nm chips.

In fact, today's chips, placed on smartphones ten years ago, absolutely have excess performance.

What about now? No matter how advanced your chip is and how high its performance is, it will be difficult to have excess performance.

Because those software are trying to occupy the performance of the chip and run some useless programs.

"Hehe, it's interesting. As soon as Warwick released the mate 90, TSMC released the 2nm manufacturing process."

"It is estimated that a new generation of fire dragons will also come."

"It's another fight between dragons and tigers."

"Tsk tsk, I don't know if Tianji will pick up the design drawings this year."

But after thinking about it, Mo Jingchun felt that it was meaningless and he had no sense of expectation.

Unlike the past, when a hundred flowers bloomed, every mobile phone was trying its best to build its own system and release various black technologies.

What about now? It seems that 70% of the time in a press conference is about photography.