Smash All Pots and Pans To Go to School - Chapter 43

[Chapter 43]

The aesthetics of this book is not too thick, about forty pages, but Yu Qingfei talked a lot about the content. Carefully paint the inside of the mecha at a certain angle, and there will be a little trace when attacking, the most beautiful and delicate.

In short, it is invisible coercion.

The coloring and matching were different on each page, but after reading half of the book, Wei San found that the mecha parts that Yu Qingfei used as an example were the same mecha.

Yu Qingfei explained the coloring of each mecha part in great detail. According to the model diagram of the parts in the book, Wei San silently calculated the data of the parts of the mecha according to the paint area he gave.

But these data alone are useless, and without the data fictional mechanism, Wei San can’t see anything.

Staring at the coloring book for a long time, Wei San remembered the design section in the Rubik’s Cube Forum, where data could be transmitted and then constructed.

Ever since meeting a love liar and being busy in reality, Wei San has not been online for a long time.

As soon as I logged in, the red dot of the private message began to flash again, Weisan obsessive-compulsive disorder, I thought about it when I saw it.

Clicking in, there is a message: [Hello, I have money, can we get to know each other? ]

?

After a love liar, Wei San’s first reaction was that this person wanted to hook up with him.

Could it be that across the net, anyone could see her?

Wei San was in a hurry to build the mecha in Yu Qingfei’s aesthetic book, and threw a sentence: [You have money, what does it have to do with me? ]

But when he said to the other party that he was rich, Wei San subconsciously did not block him.

She entered the design section, put on a brain interface helmet, imported the calculated mecha data bit by bit according to the aesthetic diagram in her memory, and then outlined the shape.

All of these depend on perception, through the head-mounted brain interface, input into the design section interface of the Rubik’s Cube Forum.

Starting from the head, shoulders, necks, arms… These data shapes can really be pieced together little by little.

Wei San was a little excited. She had never known S-class mecha so closely before, so she couldn’t help calculating the data faster.

There was only the sound of flipping books in the bedroom.

[It’s raining outside, the headmaster’s bastard went to Gu Yuxing to talk about business, when I thought that he might be in the rain, and I was nestled in a warm room. My heart is full of joyful (crossed out) sympathy, so this aesthetics note will stop here and not continue. ]

Turning to the last page of Wei San: “…”

Then he looked up at the design section interface, only one-third of the upper body of the mecha model, Wei San’s heart suddenly filled with depression.

Does he dare to write more? !

‘Tick-tick–‘

Wei San suddenly felt the back of her hand warm, looked down, a large drop of blood fell on her hand, and when she lowered her head, there was still blood dripping down.

She raised her hand and touched the underside of her nose in surprise, her hand was warm and sticky.

Nosebleeds are still flowing.

Wei San remembered what Ying Chenghe had said, that non-S-level forcible construction of the S pole will cause brain damage, so she…

Wei San immediately disconnected the brain interface, got up and took a paper to wipe the nosebleed, but her brain was still a little groggy.

“…” The

S-class mecha hasn’t been completed yet, is she going to be stupid?

Wei San couldn’t help feeling depressed, stuffed his nose, lay on the bed, and then sent Jin Ke a message to explain the funeral.

Secretly begging: [I still have 43.42 million star coins in my account. If something goes wrong, remember to help me give the money to Mr. Li Pi and his wife. 】

Jin Jiafacai: 【Where did you get so much money? ! Developed, iron juice! 】

Secretly begging: 【…A normal person should ask what happened at this time and do you need help. 】

Jin Jiafacai: [You can still send messages, it should be safe for a while, satisfy my curiosity first, where can I make so much money. There is a way to take me one! 】

Secretly begging: 【Go away! 】

These two weekends have been teaming up with Qi’anxi and the others to fight in the arena, with 5 million stars per game, and three people playing seven games a day. The mecha was not damaged much, and the mecha master was not hired. All the money won .

Wei San has not been engaged in mecha recently.

As long as the money is not related to the mecha, the money can basically be saved, and there is so much in two weeks. Ordinary people can even live a good life for most of their lives.

Personally, the mecha is a bottomless pit.

Jin Jiafacai: [What happened to you? ]

Wei San threw the paper into the trash can, shook his head, found that he was no longer dizzy, silently calculated a math problem, and found that his brain could still think normally.

Shouldn’t hurt badly.

Secretly begging: [It’s okay, I’m just testing the friendship between us, it really seems very unstable now. 】

Jin Jiafacai: 【Try again, come over again, I will do well! 】

Secretly begging: 【Goodbye. ]

So people with A-level perception just build mecha models on the page, can’t they?

But… Wei San raised her hand and touched her nose, feeling that this level was bearable, she glanced at her online and offline time, 93 minutes, less than two hours.

For an hour at a time, it might be better.

Wei San, who didn’t know the consequences of A-level forcibly crossing S-level, thought it was a good idea.

On the other end, Ying Chenghe received a reminder from the Rubik’s Cube forum, and when he opened it, he saw the message ‘The poor have no money to make mecha’, but this person was already offline.

Ying Chenghe subconsciously clicked into this person’s homepage, and found that there was a new update. He actually imported the data of the S-machine mecha. Is it really an S-class mecha master?

Ying Chenghe just glanced at the data of this mecha. It is very common model data of S-class medium-sized mecha, nothing special.

But what do you mean by a data model that only puts your head and hands?

In addition to transforming and researching mechas, Ying Chenghe basically spent his free time thinking about this person’s intentions. I went to the public relations forum to post the S-class mecha data, but I didn’t post all of it. I don’t know why.

He was speculating on the idea of ‘the poor do not have the money to make mechas’, and Wei San was still struggling with the S-class mecha that Yu Qingfei brought out inadvertently in the aesthetics.

Later, she went to the reference room to look through other notes, and most of them could find some traces, but they were incomplete. One end was in the east and the other was in the west. Wei San pieced it together, and could actually understand a little bit.

But soon she ran out of time to study.

When the training ground assembled, Chen Ci spoke on the podium on behalf of the other teachers.

“Nearly two months of training, all the data of each of you have been collected by statistics.” Chen Ci looked at the 1,000 students under him, plus 500 substitutes, “After discussion among the teachers, the school team leader will be selected today. , play a leadership role in the competition.”

Everyone looked up at Chen Ci with a solemn expression, the Hephaestus competition is not an ordinary competition, it can be said that the competition is the most cruel selection method to the military region.

The best people in the military regions of the past dynasties have all come out of the competition. This is a road that has been poured out with blood.

“I believe you all know what role the school team’s general soldier plays in the competition and what risks he takes.” Chen Ci’s eyes fell on the third guard in the front row, and she couldn’t help but paused when she saw that she was dazed and had nothing to do with her. “In the game, apart from the main member, the school team’s general soldier will often be the sixth person to be targeted. The general soldiers of other military schools will follow you. If the main commander is free and has spare time, the first target to strike is also the school. Captain of the team.”

“Teacher Chen Ci back then…” Ding Hemei moved his mouth slightly while standing beside Wei San.

“After discussions with all the teachers, we unanimously recommended…”

“I became the 4th school team chief.”

“Wei San is here to be the chief soldier of this school team.”

Wei San, who was distracted by listening to Ding Hemei’s whispered gossip, quietly gave a thumbs up and sighed: “It’s awesome.” ” It

‘s awesome–” “Cow– Force

—ah—”

Chen Ci: “…”

All the school team students present at the venue: “…” In the

school offices, the teachers on the road: “…”

According to the usual practice, on behalf of the teachers announced that the school team’s general soldiers will be replaced by Whoever holds the position will make a miniature flight video recorder fly off the podium to the front of the commander-in-chief.

At this time, the podium will project where and who the selected varsity general is. There is also a radio on the video recorder, and the commander-in-chief will speak later, which can be broadcast throughout the school through the sound on the stage.

The speeches of the previous varsity captains were all inspiring or tragic. No matter who, from the moment they were selected, their life and death were put aside.

Chen Ci also didn’t expect the miniature video recorder to fly over, and the first sentence of Wei San was recorded, and it spread throughout the Damocles Military Academy in an instant, and her thumb, which was very sticky on her side, was also caught. recorded clearly.

Except for Ding Hemei, the picture in everyone’s eyes is: After Teacher Chen Ci announced Wei San as the school team’s chief soldier, Wei San not only gave herself a thumbs up, but also sighed from the bottom of her heart, “It’s awesome! ‘.

Whoever watched this, who heard it, must not say a word!

Chen Ci: “…I know you’re so good. What does General Wei have to say to the school team?”

Wei San is thick-skinned, although he was misunderstood, he didn’t rush to explain, but he actually acquiesced.

She cleared her throat: “There’s nothing to say, since the teacher chose me, then everyone will follow me and get them!”

These words sounded like an uneducated idiot.

“What’s Wei Zongbing’s vision for the competition?” Chen Ci mechanically asked, be a ruthless and indifferent interview machine that won’t run down to grab Weisan.

This is the second practice question.

Outlook? Wei San really has no prospects.

She thought for a while and said seriously: “I want to see the fire of the empire rise.”

Everyone: “?”

“What kind of fire of the empire?” Ding Hemei turned her head and asked everyone’s heart.

“Imperial Double Star has long hair, it’s a pity that good hair doesn’t burn.” Wei San brought a little longing, she and Jin Ke both wanted to see this fire.

Hearing her provocative words, Chen Ci stood on the stage and smiled: “I hope your vision will come true.”

But this is impossible, let’s not say whether Ying Xingjue will lose, even if he loses, it is impossible to let People touch his hair, not to mention Ji Chuyu is always beside him.

After the school team’s generals were selected, the students were taken to training by their teachers. However, that night, Wei San’s words, “Awesome”, were thoroughly circulated among the teachers in the whole school.

The name ‘Guardian’ once again became famous.

On the special day of the selection of the school team’s chief soldier, when Wei San was mentioned, the teachers remembered not the Wei San general soldier, but Wei San’s ‘brilliant’.

When it comes to Wei San, it’s all: That awesome student?

To outsiders, they really thought Wei San was very arrogant.

The famous Wei San won not only the title, but also all the teachers gave it, that is, high-pressure training.

During the period of time when the teachers were teaching Wei San, they experienced various mental processes one after another: good seedlings – good seedlings who try their best to be lazy – can this also be lazy?

Only Chen Ci, who had experienced poisoning, was a little calmer: such a cunning and shameless student, I hope other military academies in the competition will also come to see it.

[End of This Chapter]