White armor

Chapter 746 Mecha Movie? No, that's Real Combat

Luo Hao performed the biceps reflex test according to the standard procedure, and the male student's biceps twitched "as expected".

It's nothing, the male student knew he could definitely do it.

But Luo Hao immediately began the second biceps reflex test.

He randomly tapped the male student's arm from a distance far away, completely unlike the biceps test described in the textbook.

But the boy's arm still jumped up, as if his biceps had a reflex.

The male student was stunned for a moment, but immediately realized that it was Luo Hao, the teacher, who was pressing his arm with his fingers, causing his arm, which was resting on Luo Hao's arm, to shake.

These little tricks are like a joke.

But Luo Hao did it extremely discreetly, and even he, who was in the middle of it, didn't notice it for a moment.

"Look, you'll encounter similar methods many times in your life. Although they're not exactly respectable, they're not entirely unusable. During physical examinations and tests, the teachers won't care what you actually did."

"You're all undergraduates, who would make things difficult for you during the exam, right?" Luo Hao smiled and explained to his classmates.

The male student was stunned, wondering why Teacher Luo wanted to show him these tricks.

"Small tricks are part of life too. As long as you have a clear conscience and they make your future path smoother, it doesn't matter." Luo Hao smiled. "Do you understand what I mean?"

The male student seemed to understand but not quite, and shook his head, but then, sensing something was wrong, he nodded again.

Seeing that he didn't understand at all, Luo Hao didn't bother to explain further.

"For example, you coming to see me today is incredibly lucky. At a crucial historical juncture in your life, you made the right choice. Here, let's exchange contact information."

Luo Hao took out his phone.

The male student was stunned at first, then became excited.

After adding Luo Hao's contact information, Luo Hao said to him very seriously, "Don't bother me with trivial matters. I can tell you very clearly that since you came to see me today, and I'm in a pretty good mood, I can help you with a small thing."

"A small matter?" The male student was weighing what constituted a small matter.

"Of course, if you fail a course and pass the retake, that's a small matter; if a graduate or doctoral student can't graduate, I'll just give your supervisor a call, that's also a small matter."

"!!!"

The male student suddenly realized what was happening, and his face turned bright red with excitement.

Is this a small matter?!
This is an absolutely momentous event!

Chen Yan had already come downstairs and saw Luo Hao chatting with his male classmate. He watched with a smile.

Hearing Luo Hao's words, Chen Yan stroked his beard and smiled. The young man was truly ignorant. If it were him now, he would definitely kneel down and kowtow to Luo Hao.

Young Ronaldinho is still young and easily embarrassed. After bowing twice, he didn't say anything, expressed his gratitude, and turned to leave. I bet he'll be in a bind.

In the future, small things will become medium-sized things, such as applying to Luo Hao's graduate program.

Of course, all of this is predicated on the young man being able to win the bet.

However, it's quite fortunate that he's had this serendipitous encounter. As for how far he can go, that's hard to say. Chen Yan watched the young man with great interest, and seeing that he seemed a little confused, he smiled inwardly.

They are still too young and don't know how to seize opportunities.

"Alright, that's enough." Luo Hao waved his phone. "Contact me if anything comes up. Go back and study hard, study like crazy. Study until you drop. China is rising, and we can't let you fall behind."

"!!!"

The male student stood firm, at attention, and bowed deeply.

After getting into the car, Chen Yan laughed and said, "This young man is in great shape. I couldn't do that pose."

"Oh, you still know to come to me. Either you've had a stroke of good luck, or you've been guided by a master. Director Chen, which do you think it is?"

“It must be a stroke of genius,” Chen Yan said. “Giving you a chance is nothing; it’s just a matter of Professor Luo making a phone call.”

Luo Hao started the Peugeot 307, preparing to take Chen Yan to a Western restaurant owned by Ma Zhuang's relatives.

However, since Luo Hao hadn't made a reservation in advance, it wasn't a big deal for him to have a meal in the lobby.

The two chatted as they walked, in a simple and relaxed manner. Chen Yan was more moved by Shen Yifei at home.

In Chen Yan's memory, Shen Yifei was only of average ability, definitely not good enough to apply to Peking Union Medical College.

"Director Chen, you can't say that. Luck plays a part in life," Luo Hao said after Chen Yan's nth sigh. "I've heard a piece of gossip."

"Oh? What gossip?"

"Before Academician He's lineage became arrogant and domineering, a student who had just finished his postgraduate entrance exam went directly to the Cancer Hospital of the Chinese Academy of Sciences with his luggage, knocking on doors and asking if he could help out during the Spring Festival."

"That's a bit offensive."

“There is some help, but for children whose families can’t offer much assistance, they can only stay at home and lie around if they don’t do this,” Luo Hao said. “It just so happens that Teacher Gao’s group was short-staffed at that time, and Teacher Gao was still leading the group.”

"Oh? Gao what? Gao Yushun?"

“Yes, Professor Gao Yushun.” Luo Hao nodded. “There was no one to do the work, and suddenly a graduate student came. Although he hasn’t started school yet, he can write medical records. He can also help out on stage and lift patients. More people means more work.”

"The road to Academician He's location wasn't smooth. It seems that his trip to the cancer hospital in Beihe was called off at the last minute. It's fortunate that he didn't get in," Chen Yan commented.

“Indeed, he wanted to be the president of my family’s Peking Union Medical College Hospital, but it didn’t work out in the end. At the time, Academician He and my family’s Principal Wang were both eyeing the position, which is a pity.” Luo Hao sighed. “Anyway, that kid stayed, and he’ll be leading a research group soon.”

“What good luck!”

"Luck doesn't come from lying down; it comes from trial and error."

"Oh?" Chen Yan stroked his beard and smiled mysteriously.

Luo Hao paused for a moment, then said, "Director Chen, let's not drive anymore, let's talk about serious matters."

"Hahaha, you're overthinking it. I wasn't driving. You're the one holding the steering wheel." Chen Yan laughed loudly.

Luo Hao was a little helpless. He had become quite familiar with Chen Yan, and Chen Yan was truly unscrupulous.

These old scoundrels in surgery are all the same.

"You have to give it a try. People should enjoy the world first. Like this child today, he mustered up his courage and got a trial card."

"That's true. This trial card should be especially effective. You're really lucky."

"That depends on how far he can go. It's the same with Yifei. If he couldn't score 400 points, I could only help him a little. But now, he's been admitted to Peking Union Medical College as an undergraduate. He'll be considered a direct descendant of my family's Peking Union Medical College, and his path will be smoother than Miao Youfang's."

"Does your Peking Union Medical College really discriminate against students who didn't do their undergraduate studies there?" Chen Yan asked.

"Yes, that's a common saying, but it's mostly unsubstantiated. For example, professors whose undergraduate degrees are from West China Medical Center or Peking University Health Science Center are greatly affected in terms of promotions. That's prejudice, and I don't really agree with it," Luo Hao said seriously.

"Awesome!" Chen Yan exclaimed.

The traffic was heavy, but moving slowly.

Several traffic police officers stopped an electric scooter by the roadside.

Chen Yan showed no reaction to this scene, simply watching indifferently.

Fines, that's all. The government is short of money right now, so they're cutting costs and increasing revenue by laying off a lot of people and increasing fines.

Jiangbei Province is relatively better; compared to many other cities in China, its proportion of fines and confiscations is not very high.

But as the car drove by, Chen Yan was shocked to see traffic police installing a small yellow duck on the electric scooter, with a national flag on it.

"Huh? Xiao Luo, look what that is?" Chen Yan asked in surprise.

Luo Hao glanced at it sideways. "Oh, it's a reward from the traffic police for people who wear helmets while riding electric bikes. It's similar to the little red flower in kindergarten, with a little yellow duck attached. Someone talked to me about it, wanting an image of bamboo."

"?!"

"I don't have the final say on the portrait rights for the bamboo. Qinling and Beidong are negotiating with them. The city isn't offering much money, and they're not very interested. Brother Qiang isn't here either, and I haven't put much effort into promoting it, so we'll just use the little yellow duck for now."

"A reward?!" Chen Yan seized on this point and asked.

"Yeah, if you follow the traffic rules, you get a little yellow duck installed; if you don't, you get a fine. I think the province did a pretty good job with this. I'll urge Beijing Railway Bureau and Qinling Railway Bureau to take action. It's just a matter of image rights; they don't even grow bamboo."

Chen Yan truly never expected that Jiangbei Province, which was known for its rough and rugged style, would have such a warm and delicate side.

And bamboo is also related to this matter.

If it were bamboo, it would be the mascot of the Ice and Snow Festival!
Just imagining Zhu Zi's adorable look holding a national flag made Chen Yan want to ask Luo Hao for it.

But then he thought that Xiao Luo would definitely give him a ride, so Chen Yan didn't say anything.

If all else fails, just find an electric scooter, put on a helmet, and ride around in front of the traffic police. I'm thick-skinned, unlike those young people.

The car stopped, waiting to turn left. Chen Yan carefully looked at the traffic police and the person riding the electric bike. Sure enough, the traffic police had installed a small yellow duck on his electric bike as a reward.

This reward is nothing special, practically nothing at all, yet it carries a peculiar flavor.

"We still need to hold the Ice and Snow Festival," Chen Yan thought to himself.

Turning his head and looking straight ahead, Chen Yan was still thinking about how the Ice and Snow Festival had brought him nationwide attention, and how the province had issued a strict order that everything must be done according to the rules.

The cause and effect are obvious.

Just then, the man in the car in front of Luo Hao got out of the driver's seat.

???

Chen Yan was puzzled. The red light was only a few dozen seconds long, so why did he get off?

But then he noticed that the left turn signal of the car in front of him wasn't working, so he patted it twice.

"Isn't this just like when my family used to fix the TV when I was a kid? Just pat it a couple of times and it'll be fine," Chen Yan said with a laugh.

But the man's actions were not recognized by the vehicle, and its left turn signal still did not turn on.

Chen Yan just watched the spectacle with amusement. If the traffic police nearby saw this, he might get a fine.

The next second, the man suddenly knelt down.

He kowtowed once, twice, and three times directly into the car headlights.

Although it was just a gesture and he didn't actually hit the ground with his head, the car's turn signal really came on after he kowtowed three times!

I go!

Chen Yan expressed his shock.

"Xiao Luo, what's the principle behind that?" Chen Yan asked.

"Oh, you sometimes need this position while driving, didn't you know, Director Chen?"

"?"

"!"

Chen Yan laughed loudly; he hadn't expected Luo Hao to say this to him.

Driving on this broken road? Ronaldinho is getting more and more reckless.

“Director Chen, let’s just grab something to eat tonight,” Luo Hao said. “Things are strict now. I’m going to be nominated for an award, so I don’t dare go anywhere else, and I certainly don’t dare invite too many people.” “Right! You have to keep a low profile, especially in the two or three months before and after your nomination… I guess I didn’t think that through.”

"It's nothing, it's nothing," Luo Hao smiled.

"How could nothing happen? The mayor of the neighboring city had a meal with the discipline inspection and supervision personnel. It was just a casual meal, and I heard that it cost less than 300 yuan for four people, but he was still criticized in a notice."

"Another thing is that the bank staff went across the street to eat a few bowls of noodles and were also fined. I don't care about the money, I'm just worried about it affecting the review process," Luo Hao added.

"Sigh, I just think I exaggerated a bit when I said that."

"Someone must be trying to get him," Luo Hao said calmly.

"It should be, but we can't give others a handle to use against us. Or maybe we should just forget it. You're going to be nominated for Outstanding Youth, and we can't cause you any trouble."

"It's really nothing, just the two of us, it doesn't count as a dinner party."

Luo Hao drove up to the Western restaurant and just then, several people got into their cars and left in a huff. Without even stopping, Luo Hao reversed into the parking space and got in.

This wasn't the first time Chen Yan had heard that Professor Luo Hao had easy access to parking, but every time he saw it, he found it hard to believe.

"Xiao Luo, you're really lucky! You managed to find a parking spot so easily at this time of day," Chen Yan exclaimed.

"Oh, it's alright." Luo Hao turned off the engine and got out of the car. "This is a restaurant owned by a friend. Director Feng and I ate here once."

There were people waiting for a table at the entrance of the Western restaurant, and others were talking to the waiters.

But the waiter was very assertive and said there were no seats available.

Luo Hao noticed that the seat he had sat in last time was empty, and there was a bamboo figurine on the table. He roughly understood what was going on.

Luo Hao was both amused and exasperated that Ma Zhuang had secretly flattered him to such an extent.

"Mr. Luo!" The waiter saw Luo Hao and immediately pushed through the crowd.

Luo Hao recognized him; he was the one who had mocked Da Nizi for not knowing how to eat steak.

His previous unruly demeanor had transformed into gentleness, courtesy, frugality, and humility—a truly remarkable change. And after so much time, he recognized Luo Hao at a glance.

"So many people!" Luo Hao greeted.

"Mr. Luo, please come upstairs." The waiter bowed and said politely, "Our manager, Mr. Ma, said that the manager's office has been reserved for you."

He spoke very softly, as if afraid that the people next to him would hear him.

Luo Hao was quite satisfied with this.

Keep a low profile, be discreet, and act with caution.

"I was worried that there wouldn't be a seat when you came, and that you might have to argue with the other guests in the lobby, so Manager Ma specifically instructed me to do this."

Chen Yan was dumbfounded. Was Xiao Luo's status in the martial arts world really that high?!

Yes, this is a restaurant owned by his friend, so it's convenient to do anything there.

"I and……"

"No need, just have a bite. I'll chat with Director Chen." Luo Hao stopped the waiter's idea and followed him upstairs.

Upon arriving at the general manager's office, the young waiter raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

The waiter opened the door, and inside, Ma Zhuang's relative was sitting in the boss's chair, holding a mobile phone and looking at something with great interest.

He was so focused that he didn't even look up to see who had come in.

A booming sound came from the phone; it must be some movie, Luo Hao guessed.

"Manager Ma, Professor Luo is here," the waiter said hurriedly.

"Huh?!" Ma Zhuang's relative looked up and was surprised to see Luo Hao walk in.

He rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things.

"Professor Luo, it's an honor to have you here. Why didn't you tell me beforehand?" The manager quickly stood up and tossed his phone aside.

Chen Yan was a little confused. Hadn't Luo Hao already informed him? But then he thought that there might be more than one manager in this kind of place, so he didn't think too much about it.

Luo Hao smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just came to have a casual meal and chat with Director Chen."

As he spoke, Luo Hao's gaze swept over Manager Ma's phone. It was something he would have just glanced at, but after shifting his gaze away, he looked back at it.

He stared at Manager Ma's phone; the screen showed a mecha.

In the distance, smoke billowed and the roar of gunfire could be faintly heard; the mech looked rather flimsy.

"Manager Ma is watching a movie," Chen Yan said with a smile, guessing it must be a mecha-related film.

Manager Ma didn't say anything, but reached out to turn off the phone.

"Wait a moment." Luo Hao frowned and strode over.

Manager Ma shuddered, his hand froze in mid-air, and in the end, he didn't dare to turn off his phone.

"What's wrong with Xiao Luo?" Chen Yan asked, somewhat surprised. Why was he acting like a cat whose tail had been stepped on just because they were watching a movie?

"Did Ma Zhuang send this to you?" Luo Hao walked to the table, looked down at the video, and asked.

"Uh... yes."

"Okay." Luo Hao nodded. "Is it quiet here?"

Manager Ma understood and told the young waiter to go out first, then looked at Chen Yan.

Luo Hao was itching to read it, but he couldn't very well send Chen Yan away. He whispered to Chen Yan, "Director Chen, you can't tell anyone after you've read it, otherwise it might violate the confidentiality regulations."

"!!!"

Chen Yan was stunned.

It's just a movie, not something pornographic, and it's not like it's a national football team match. Why are you being so cautious?!
"Don't worry, I won't tell," Chen Yan said.

"Find a projector, I'll watch it from the beginning," Luo Hao said without room for argument.

"Xiao Luo, what movie is it?" Chen Yan asked.

"It's not a movie, it should be footage of Ma Zhuang and his gang fighting gangs overseas."

"What?!" Chen Yan was stunned.

"Ma Zhuang found some expired products that had been replaced by military equipment. Poly wanted to conduct real-world testing, so he used them to fight the gangsters."

"!!!"

“Don’t underestimate gangs. In South America, gangs can be as powerful as countries,” Luo Hao explained. “I haven’t seen it either. Ma Zhuang just made things up. How could he send the video back?”

That's what he said, but Luo Hao didn't care at all and wanted to watch.

Manager Ma prepared the projector, then carefully told others not to come in before awkwardly approaching Luo Hao and explaining, "Professor Luo, my brother just wanted to show me something interesting so I'd be aware of things. I'll be there soon too."

"Ah."

A curt "hmm" from him made Manager Ma break out in a cold sweat.

He vaguely knew that the AI ​​content in this series was related to Professor Luo, but he didn't know what trouble his cousin Ma Zhuang had gotten into, or whether he would be locked up if he saw it.

"Professor Luo, it's all my fault. I insisted on watching it. If you feel it's not good, I'll accept any punishment you're willing to give me."

"If it's a matter of willingness to punish, then that's fine. You don't even agree with those four words," Luo Hao laughed. "Are you in middle school yet?"

“Yes, it’s nine years of compulsory education. I’m just trying to be polite, otherwise I’m afraid you’ll be unhappy.”

"It's okay, just don't let anyone see it, and don't want it again in the future," Luo Hao comforted him.

Manager Ma was finally relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is it the person who had surgery last time?" Luo Hao asked.

"Yes, yes, yes! So handsome!" Manager Ma said.

As he spoke, he adjusted the video and started playing it from the beginning.

It was getting dark when a clicking sound came from below as a man wearing an exoskeleton walked across the broken walls and ruins.

Black smoke was faintly rising from the broken wall.

"Holy crap, that's so cool!" Chen Yan exclaimed, his hand having unknowingly snapped off a beard hair without him noticing.

That person wearing the mechanical exoskeleton looks really cool.

The mechanical exoskeleton in the video is different from the mechanical exoskeletons used for mountaineering. It has many attachments and even protective armor.

Mecha!

This is a man's dream, but I never expected it to appear in a video.

"He was a patient who was injured and paralyzed in both lower limbs, so he was fitted with a mechanical exoskeleton," Luo Hao explained.

Chen Yan dismissed Luo Hao's explanation, saying that he would be willing to be paralyzed in both lower limbs if he could wear mechs for the rest of his life.

Moreover, that's not some ordinary mechanical exoskeleton; it's military equipment. Even if it's obsolete, it shouldn't be appearing before our eyes.

The mechanical exoskeleton made a constant clicking sound, and it still looked a bit bulky, but it was precisely this bulkiness that gave the mecha a steampunk feel.

hum~~~
An unmanned shuttle took off behind them, and the camera panned down to show a robot dog every meter or so in front of and behind the man in the mecha suit.

The robot dogs are completely different from the robot pandas in the provincial capital. They have no exterior decorations, only metal skeletons, and exude an aura of death.

There's a gun on these robot dogs, but the gun isn't important; they also carry at least ten drones.

This... isn't this just dog sledding at the Snow Festival? Chen Yan finally understood; the Snow Festival was just a large-scale scene display.

hum~
hum~~
One unmanned shuttle after another flew forward at extremely high speed, and soon a loud explosion was heard from the other side.

Black smoke billowed out, shaped like a mushroom.

"What is this?" Chen Yan was dumbfounded.

"It looks like a small thermobaric bomb. A single drone can detonate it at a specific point and destroy a building," Luo Hao muttered as he watched the live footage intently.

Just as Luo Hao said, about 200 meters in front of the mecha, a five-story building belching black smoke began to collapse.

The scene resembled the end of the world.

"Which drone is this?" Luo Hao asked.

"I don't know," Manager Ma said, looking completely bewildered.

Luo Hao didn't ask any more questions, but watched the video. He guessed it was the second drone, or at most the third.

The first drones to enter were responsible for clearing the passageways, collecting data samples, and finding the building's weaknesses. Then, the last drone shuttle went in with a thermobaric bomb and destroyed the sturdy building with a single shot.

(End of this chapter)