"It's over!" Seeing the small racing car assembled with various plastic sheets suddenly jumping high and then falling down, Yang Yan couldn't help but sniff the corner of his mouth and whipped it gently, feeling a little painful.

It was a big drop now, which was much more powerful than Luoluo's previous control of the small racing car rushing around at home. After all, the small racing car is not driving fast at home, and some of the furniture is soft. Now, it is really falling on the hard brick and stone floor!

Yang Yan walked over quickly and squatted down to check.

The small racing car turned over and couldn't see any problem for a while, because its wheels were still idling "swish" until Xia Yu turned it off in the distance, so Yang Yan could reach out to grab it.

"What's wrong? Why don't you move?" Xia Yu saw the movement from afar, grabbed the remote control and hurriedly ran over.

"I fell a little." Yang Yan smiled bitterly and showed Xia Yu the small racing car.

There was a little dent on the mouse. Of course, this had little impact. The one with a strong impact should be when it hits an obstacle or when it flips and smashes down, it touches the broken front of the car!

Originally, there was a "bumper" with rotating wheels on both sides. In the cartoon, this rotating wheel can reduce the friction between the body and the curved track side walls, ensuring the car's rapid progress.

But now, the "bumper" on one side was broken and the knob was broken. Although it was still broken just now, Yang Yan touched it gently and turned it over!

The bigger problem is that after the front of the car broke, the wheels on this side were also exposed. Just by swaying gently, the wheels swung up and down, which was obviously unstable!

"Why did it go like this?" Xia Yu hugged his head in annoyance.

Of course, Xia Yu himself saw the reason. The territory of the small racing car was too low. When it hit a bumpy brick and stone road, it was like hitting a big stone and flew up with inertia.

At this time, Luo Luo, who had not been waiting for the small racing car to arrive, finally couldn't help it. Although the little man was blocked by the bushes and could not see his parents, she still followed the curve when she came.

Just as the little girl came over, she heard the "diagnosis result" of her father for the small racing car: "It broke, and now it's impossible to play!"

Luo Luo's smart little head quickly filtered out two important information: Can't play anymore? It's broken?

Her little eyes looked at the small racing car in her father's hand with some concern and nervousness, and her eyes quickly fell on the small piece that was obviously missing.

"Woo... dad..." The little girl blinked her big watery eyes hard, her little mouth pouted slightly, and approached her father's thighs. The weak little voice expressed the helplessness she didn't want to believe what she saw and heard.

The little girl just wanted to hear from her father that the little racing car was nothing to comfort.

However, Yang Yan did not tell a lie of kindness. His big hand gently stroked Luo Luo's soft and smooth hair and said softly: "Luo Luo, can we go for a walk? This car is broken. When Dad fixes it, we will..."

Yang Yan’s idea was to find a time tomorrow, buy a 502 glue and glue the broken part back, and fix the wheels that the small racing car would swing, and then play with Luoluo.

Anyway, they are small racing cars made of plastic, so just stick them back. As long as you run on the stable ground at home, it shouldn’t have much impact. Even if you hit them again, wouldn’t it be enough to stick them again?

However, before my father finished speaking, Luo Luo opened her mouth in a little collapsed and started crying "wow".

"Dad is ready tomorrow, you can play! Why are you crying now?" Yang Yan explained with laughter and crying. Seeing her crying in grievance, golden beans fell from the corners of his eyes, he became nervous.

"It's all my fault that my mother broke the small racing car. Luo Luo didn't cry!" Xia Yu felt uncomfortable, so he started to blame himself.

"Woo woo..." The little girl's crying quickly became much smaller, as if she felt more grievance than sadness. After a while, she sobbed, and her tender voice twitched and cried to her parents, "Mama, Mawan... Luo, Luoluo, no..."

Although Luo Luo's intermittent crying was not easy to understand, as long as she thinks a little from her perspective, experiences the situation where she has been waiting for so long after she just finished her meal, and now she has broken down before she has played the small racing car, she can understand the little girl's meaning!

"Mom knows that Luoluo hasn't played yet, and it's not impossible to play now. Look, this wheel can still rotate, but it's a little broken. If you play here, the more you run, the worse it will be." Xia Yu controlled the remote control and made the wheels of the racing car turn "squeaking".

"Yes, Luoluo, look, it moved again!" Yang Yan smiled, pulled Luoluo's little hand and shook it, letting her look over.

However, Luo Luo just paused her crying, and her long eyelashes with tears moved slightly. After seeing the little racing car clearly, the little girl squeezed into her father's arms without hesitation. Her little hand clenched her fist and pressed her little face against her father's chest, crying very well.

"So what's wrong? Why are you crying again?" Yang Yan was confused by Luo Luo's reaction.

"Chi, chi..." The little girl seemed to hear her father's question in the gap between crying, so she pointed a little hand at the small racing car with a "horn". While sobbing sadly, she choked up with her father in a vague way, "Car, car... is bad, um, fall, it's not good-looking..."

She was saying that the car broke down and became unfavorable.

But in fact, under the influence of crying, the little girl's expression was difficult to hear clearly. Xia Yu failed to understand it at the beginning, and Yang Yan analyzed it to her with laughter and cry. Only then did she understand: "Luoluo thought there was a piece missing there, and it was not good-looking!"

Listening to his father's words, Luo Luo closed her small lips tightly and nodded in grievance. The little face of pear blossoms with rain became red because of the crying. It looked like a little red apple that had just been washed, which made people love and feel distressed.

"Then Dad will stick it to you, or make a better look again?" Yang Yan comforted his daughter, and suddenly had a sudden idea, with a more profound and hardcore transformation plan.

Isn’t Meow Xiaomi afraid of rushing around? She simply finds some sensors and designs a toy car that can chase cats... or can be designed as a dual-purpose toy car that can be remotely controlled, intelligently tracked and automatically controlled.

Don’t think this is difficult to achieve. Yang Yan has already made an intelligent human recognition system for facial recognition. It is not impossible to rewrite the program code slightly and turn it into an intelligent cat recognition system!

With this intelligent recognition and tracking, Yang Yan only needs to write a mini program that can drive the automatic turn of a small car, and it can be said that 80% has been completed, and the rest is only some hardware combinations...

Of course, according to his idea, this petite little racing car is a bit inappropriate now!

Yang Yan also knew that if he just used glue to glue the broken front of the car back, it would not be able to return to its stable appearance before.

Why not find a new body and design another one!
Chapter completed!