"But could a child really have drawn this?" Academician Chu suddenly asked, puzzled.
The two Academicians Zhu was with were also taken aback.
Right. They were shocked, but could a child Xiao Qinfeng's age really have drawn this?
Was it unbelievable, or absolutely impossible?
This was even more incredible than God of Science as a child.
After all, God of Science had single-handedly put Western technology more than fifty years ahead of the East. In one era, he had even left his country a hundred years behind its rivals.
What did that feel like?
It was like one of the highest-ranking officials from an ancient dynasty in their country, still riding in a horse-drawn carriage with his men carrying broadswords, visiting a Western nation and seeing towering buildings, guns and cannons, and vehicles speeding along.
When that high-ranking official returned to the Qing dynasty, he fell straight into a depression.
It was like a wild man suddenly entering a civilized society. The shock was too great.
If Xiao Qinfeng had drawn this, then he really was even more incredible than God of Science.
"What's going on?" Qin Lin's voice rang out. He had heard the commotion outside and come out.
Academician Chu exclaimed, "Boss Qin, Xiao Qinfeng might be even more of a prodigy than you. Look at this! Xiao Qinfeng actually drew something like this."
When Qin Lin saw the drawing, he suddenly realized something and hurriedly said, "Academician Chu, I taught Xiao Qinfeng to draw that. I was planning to make him a mechanical toy. We could mass-produce it later, too."
"???" Zhao Moqing immediately looked at Qin Lin, her eyes filled with confusion.
That wasn't what her husband had said just now. Wasn't he changing his story now?
Qin Lin hurriedly ignored Zhao Moqing's gaze. The moment