170: Chapter 170 These parameters are going to kill our competitors!

"Nonsense."

Lu Li bent over and pried this little meatball off his leg.

"With the level of skill you two have, it's like you have comments plastered all over your faces; it's written clearly."

Wang Peng was shoved to the side, sitting on the floor rubbing his fingers that had been pried off, muttering under his breath, "I thought I was acting pretty well…"

Lu Yaoguang stopped pretending too.

She walked over, sat on the other end of the sofa, crossed her legs, and wore a "caught red-handed but I don't care" smile.

"So, brother, can you reveal just a tiny bit?"

"Just a tiny bit is fine."

"Is the new phone super powerful?"

When she said the words "super powerful," her eyes shone like two searchlights.

Lu Li looked at the two of them with their eager expressions and suddenly found it a bit funny.

He, of course, knew why they had come.

On one hand, it was indeed summer vacation, and they wanted to come over and cling to him.

On the other hand—

For the Guanghui Mobile launch event in September, Wang Peng had been spamming the countdown in the family group chat for a month.

As for Lu Yaoguang, although she didn't say anything out loud, the "Guanghui Technology Unofficial Fan Club" section she moderated on the Jingda campus forum had higher daily activity than many legitimate digital media outlets.

It would be strange if these two hadn't been anxious after holding it in for so long.

Lu Li thought about it.

Anyway, these things would be revealed in a little over a month.

Letting his own family see them early wasn't a big deal.

He stood up and walked toward the study.

"Come in."

"I'll show you something."

Wang Peng and Lu Yaoguang sprang up at the same time.

They looked at each other and saw the same emotion in each other's eyes—

It's here, it's here, it's finally here!

A few minutes later.

The study.

The air conditioning was on full blast, and the chirping of cicadas outside in July was dampened by the soundproof glass into a faint, barely audible background noise.

Sunlight cut through the slats of the blinds, casting a row of neat light grids on the floor.

Lu Li stood in front of the desk and tapped his tablet twice.

A product render that had never been revealed to the public was projected onto the large screen on the wall.

The next second.

All sound in the study vanished.

Wang Peng stopped talking.

Lu Yaoguang stopped talking too.

On the screen was a phone.

To be precise—it was one entire screen.

On the front, you could barely find any traces of the compromises people had grown accustomed to on phones of this era.

No notch.

No waterdrop.

No hole-punch.

No chin or forehead.

No unnecessary elements at all.

It lay quietly in the render, with the front being an entire, fully lit screen, clean to an almost unreasonable degree.

It was as if someone had taken a window to the future and slapped it right in front of them.

Wang Peng blinked once.

Then blinked again.

Then he leaned forward two steps, his thick black-framed glasses almost pressing against the screen.

His mouth agape, his expression cycled through shock, confusion, and disbelief several times.

"Brother…"

"This…"

"Where's the front camera?"

His voice became unusually quiet.

From the moment he entered until now, it was the first time he hadn't shouted or yelled.

Because he was truly stunned.

Although Wang Peng was only twelve years old, his knowledge of mobile phones was deeper than most adults.

He had studied teardown videos of every flagship phone on the market and could recite the processor models and screen supply chains of every manufacturer.

He knew all too well—in the mobile phone industry in 2018, the term "Full-screen display" was, to put it bluntly, just a marketing gimmick.

Every manufacturer was shouting "Full-screen display," but none had truly achieved it.

The notch had to be left for the front camera and sensors, and the chin had to be left for the cables and chip packaging.

These were physical limitations, not designers being lazy.

The entire industry was going in circles in front of this wall, and no one could get over it.

But this image his cousin had casually tossed onto the screen—the wall was gone.

Lu Yaoguang's reaction was different from Wang Peng's.

She didn't lean in but stood where she was, staring at the screen for a long time.

She wasn't an engineering student and wouldn't analyze the technical feasibility like Wang Peng immediately.

But she frequented forums every day, watched reviews every day, and argued with people online every day.

She knew all too well what kind of effect this would have on the market once it was revealed.

"Brother."

When she spoke, her voice was much softer than usual.

"If this thing is taken to the launch event…"

She didn't finish her sentence.

Because the scene she imagined was too exaggerated, so exaggerated that even she couldn't quite believe it.

Lu Li leaned against the desk, watching their reactions, his lips curling slightly.

To be honest, this scene gave him a very strange feeling.

In his past life, when he was gnawing away at Full-screen display technical solutions in the lab day and night, no one was there to make a fuss.

There were only mountains of test reports, screens that were always on, and coffee that was never enough no matter how much he drank.

The exhaustion, anxiety, and the lonely pleasure of finally overcoming the difficulties in those days all remained on another timeline that had already disappeared.

But in this life.

He only needed to casually toss the object onto the screen to see this expression on his sister and cousin's faces.

This was probably the most luxurious part of living a second life.

It wasn't the technology itself.

It was that there were people who could marvel at your achievements.

"Brother!"

Wang Peng finally recovered from the shock.

But the way he recovered was still very "Wang Peng."

He turned around abruptly, grabbed Lu Li's arms with both hands, the flesh on his entire face trembling violently, like a reactor about to reach a critical state.

"Where's the front camera?! Where is it? Where did you hide the front camera?!"

"Under the screen? Impossible, the light transmittance of under-display front cameras at this stage is simply not enough—"

"The side? That's not right either, it won't fit in this curve—"

"Could it be—"

His eyes suddenly widened to their maximum.

"No front camera?"

Lu Li looked down at this meatball that was about to explode on the spot and reached out to flick his forehead.

"You brat, are you starting to guess wildly?"

"Actually, it's—a pop-up front camera."

"To make a truly complete Full-screen display at this stage, this is the best-looking and most stunning solution."

Wang Peng's mouth slowly opened wide.

"Holy crap…"

"Pop-up?"

He turned his head abruptly to look at Lu Yaoguang, as if confirming if he had heard wrong.

"This is too damn… cool, right?"

He almost cursed, but he quickly held it back.

Lu Yaoguang was still staring at the screen, and after a few seconds, she whispered:

"If this is real… then the competition is going to go crazy over this."

Lu Li didn't answer; he just turned around, opened the drawer next to him, took out a real unit still wearing an engineering prototype protective case, and casually tossed it onto the table.

"See for yourself."

Wang Peng and Lu Yaoguang pounced on it almost simultaneously.

Wang Peng's hands were faster than his brain; he grabbed the phone first, turned it over and over for three seconds, and his breathing grew heavy.

"Really no hole?"

"Really no hole?!"

"Brother, are you for real?!"

Lu Li lifted his chin.

"Open the camera and switch to the front camera."

Wang Peng swallowed, his fingers trembling slightly as he opened the camera and switched to the selfie interface.

The next second.

"Buzz—"

A slight but very mechanical-sounding noise came from the top of the device.

A small front camera module slowly rose from the top of the body.

The movement was smooth, the speed was just right, and it carried a strong sense of technological ritual.

Wang Peng froze completely.

Lu Yaoguang also subconsciously held her breath.

A few seconds later, Wang Peng yelled out with a howl as if he had been electrocuted.

"Holy crap!!!"

"It popped up!!!"

"Brother, it really popped up!!!"

The expression on his face was as if he had seen his cousin pull a sci-fi movie prop right out of the screen with his own eyes.