Crossing the Future Maker

The department transfer procedures were handled very quickly, Feng Jing accompanied the whole process, and the teaching office gave an immediate reply without any hesitation.

Feng Jing sent him to the classroom all the way, gave him some serious advice, and then turned to leave.

Feng Yan was a little moved, no matter what purpose this elder brother had for making friends with him, since they met, Feng Jing has indeed treated him very well.

With Feng Jing in charge, his life in the mech manufacturing department is like a fish in water.On the day of signing up, the aristocrats of his family faintly looked down on him. After seeing the young master of the Feng family, they immediately made a friendly policy.

Feng Yan was noncommittal about this, but it's better to be flattered by someone than to make trouble for him.

As for the rumors about him, with the resignation of Mr. Chen, all voices disappeared.

Feng Yan once again felt that power is really a good thing!

In class, the teacher treats him as a transparent person, doesn't care about him, doesn't look at him, doesn't ask questions, and it's been two months since the school started, and he didn't learn the previous courses, and he suddenly jumped in, the teacher must be dissatisfied.

However, the teacher's attitude was exactly what he wanted.

In his mind, he had his own process of making mechas, and he came to study to verify each other. Feng Yan didn't think that what the school taught would be better than the various knowledge in his mind.

He likes this peaceful campus life very much.

After class, on the way back to the dormitory, Feng Yan unexpectedly met an acquaintance, Zhou Jiawei!

"Feng Yan, it's really you. You came to school, why didn't you go to class?" Zhou Jiawei was very pleasantly surprised, and his cheerful tone was as straightforward as before.

Feng Yan glanced at him indifferently, nodded slightly, and continued walking without looking sideways.

"Hey, hello!" Zhou Jiawei looked annoyed. As a person from a third-class planet, he always wanted to hug his thigh. He once had a thick leg in front of his eyes, but he didn't cherish it. He regretted it too much.

At this time, he didn't know that Feng Yan had already transferred to another department. When the news came out the next day, he really regretted it. Unfortunately, it was too late, and Feng Yan could no longer arouse his interest in making friends with his classmates.

Time flies like water, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Feng Yan and Qin Nan also became second-year students.

Tianranju has taken root in the imperial capital, opened a total of thirteen branches, and made a lot of money every day.

Feng Jing was promoted to become the director of the Ministry of Finance.

They have good news one after another. Thanks to Feng Jing's care, they have developed rapidly in the past year, and the news has been well concealed. Feng Yan is just an insignificant little person. As long as the Feng family does not deliberately investigate, Feng Jing intercepts some news. , It's so easy, after all, he is the young master of the Feng family, and this title is not for nothing.

After a year of training, Feng Yan's mental power has been able to condense eight silk threads, and the length range has been extended to 20 meters, that is to say, within 20 meters, he can attack the enemy and the invisible.

This was his trump card, Feng Yan quietly buried the matter in his heart, besides making mechas, he worked harder on mental strength training.

It's another year for Mr. Feng's birthday. Miss Feng was so beautiful last year, but this year she is so miserable.

I heard that Patriarch Gong was ambushed on the front line, and Gong Hao went to rescue him. On the way back, he was accidentally attacked. Patriarch Gong died on the spot, and Gong Hao was also severely injured. His physical and mental strength suffered a huge blow, and he is now in a coma. , Whether it can be saved or not is still up for debate.

Feng Yan felt a little regretful, he still remembered that the elder brother of the Gong family seemed to be very fond of the Feng family, but he didn't know if the Feng family's love would continue after his accident.

Patriarch Gong died, and Gong Hao fell into a coma again. The second uncle of the Gong family had already started to take over the position of patriarch, and quickly took control of half of the military power. When Gong Hao woke up, the matter was a foregone conclusion. It can be described as a human tragedy.

There was a red light in Feng Yuan's eyes. Others thought she was worried about her fiancé, so she cried sadly, but Feng Yan felt that Feng Yuan's crying was true, and her worry about her fiancé was false. She might just wish that Gong Hao died, Because only after she dies, she doesn't have to fulfill the marriage contract. Without the position of heir, how can she be willing to marry with the arrogance of the young lady of the Feng family.

However, these things have nothing to do with him. Feng Yan sighed for the impermanence of the world, and put it behind him in a flash. He would never have thought that a few months later, this matter would be inextricably linked to him. , Of course, these are things for later.

"Feng Yan, I met Senior Hu today."

Feng Yan lowered his head and fiddled with the mecha parts in his hand. Hearing Qin Nan's words, he raised his eyebrows and signaled to continue. In a year, not only himself has changed, Qin Nan has also matured a lot, and he will no longer bluff Call him Xiao Yanzi.

"Senior Hu asked you about mahjong. He said that after many investigations and verifications, mahjong is indeed a game and entertainment item for ancient people, and has nothing to do with passwords." Qin Nan looked disdainful, and it took a year to verify it. Either someone Press the message, or the ancient culture experts are too incompetent, no matter what, Qin Nan will never forget the faces of those people last year.

"Oh!" Feng Yan responded calmly, and there was no more words.

Qin Nan turned to say: "The college competition is about to start, do you want to participate?"

Feng Yan shook his head. From his point of view, college competitions are just like children's play house, meaningless. If you have that time, it's better to study mecha manufacturing.

In the mecha manufacturing course of the first grade, the teacher only taught mecha parts. Feng Yan already knew these things well, and could make them with his eyes closed, and absenteeism became a common occurrence. Therefore, he became the most disliked student in the eyes of the teacher. But this student has a big backer behind him. As long as his grades pass the test, under normal circumstances, the teacher doesn't even bother to look at him. He is a model of bad students.

Feng Yan likes this kind of unrestricted campus life very much. In his spare time, he just stays in the laboratory. Space twist is the first finished product he made. For this, he spent half a year and wasted countless materials. , and finally figured out the structure and law of space twist.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. He gave Qin Nan the first piece of work, and then made the Space Twist, which became very easy and simple, as if it would happen naturally.

Another week passed.

On the weekend, Feng Jing sent a message: "Let's go, brother will take you to a place."

"Okay!" Feng Yan was in high spirits, and immediately prepared to change clothes. After getting along for a year, he and Feng Jing got closer. Brother, it became Feng Jing's mantra.

Twenty minutes later, Feng Jing came outside the villa, Feng Yan quickly ran out of the house, stepped on the aircraft: "Where are you going?"

"You'll know when you go." Feng Jing smiled mysteriously, with a somewhat unfathomable taste.

Feng Yanbai glanced at it, and didn't ask any more questions. Feng Jing is really good at playing, and I don't know what surprise this time.

The aircraft flew a long way, crossing the imperial city, and didn't stop until a small town next door.

"here is......"

"For you." The two came to the gate of a factory.

Feng Yan was taken aback, but he didn't expect that he would give himself a gift.

Feng Jing patted his head and said with a smile: "In two months, you will be 20 years old, brother will give you a birthday present in advance."

Feng Yan was at a loss, he didn't remember the original owner's birthday, or he didn't take it to heart, even Qin Nan and Qi Rui didn't care, Feng Jing actually thought of it.

"I know you like to make mechas. I just got the news a few days ago that this factory is going to be sold, so I pushed it down. How about it? Are you moved?"

Feng Yan burst out laughing, and the emotion of emotion was swept away.

"Thank you."

"Brother, you are welcome, you are the younger brother I recognize."

"Big brother!"

"Hey! It's finally called Big Brother, it's really not easy——" Feng Jing sighed exaggeratedly, still with an unscrupulous appearance, but Feng Yan could feel the sincerity in it.

"Hmph!" Feng Yan stared disdainfully, raised his chin, and proudly walked towards the factory.

"Hey! Call me again to listen." Feng Jing smiled and chased after him. This younger brother is good at everything, but has a bad temper. He is like an old man all day long. How can he not be teased.

The factory has all the equipment and workers are busy. Seeing the two of them, the supervisor greeted them. He didn't know how to address them. He only knew that the factory had changed hands and who it was transferred to, but he didn't know at all. He only heard about it. Very big.

"My brother, I will be your new boss from now on." Feng Jing was full of momentum, putting on a big air.

Feng Yan sneered, pretending!

"Hi boss, all the workers are here, would you like to take over now?"

Feng Yan shook his head, and only looked at his elder brother. He never liked such tedious things.

Feng Jing patted her head and said angrily, "I'll send someone to you tomorrow."

Feng Yan said to the supervisor: "I won't take over for the time being, I'll take a look around first, you go and do your work, don't worry about us."

The supervisor hesitated for a moment, and retired respectfully.

Feng Yan walked around in a circle, stopped in front of a mecha maker and couldn't move anymore. He concentrated on watching his every move. This is a rare opportunity to observe, not because of how good the master is. , but, he has already reached a bottle, and the lines are separated like mountains. Even if he knows the structure of the mecha, even if he is familiar with every part of the mecha, if no one gives pointers, it seems that there is a gap between them. A layer of fog, this feeling can not be found out by imitation.

He didn't want to be a master forger forever, just repeating other people's masterpieces, he wanted to make his own mecha.

Feng Yan knew very well that the time he had been exposed to mechas was too short after all, and these courses would not be taught until the third grade in school, so he would not let go of the opportunity to observe it.

Seeing the master's movements was like seeing the moon through the clouds and mists. He suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment. All the problems he couldn't understand were solved, and his thinking became clearer.

Feng Jing was bored in every possible way, sitting aside and dozing off.

Three hours later, Feng Yan woke him up, and solemnly said: "My first mecha will definitely be given to you."

Feng Jing yawned, and when she heard Feng Yan's words, she immediately regained her spirits and nodded her head happily: "Okay, I'll wait."

Feng Yan chuckled, he was confident, and after a few more observations, he would definitely be able to create a mecha that would not lose to any master.

Feng Jing felt relieved, she just felt that my family had grown up and finally knew how to be filial.

If Feng Yan knew what he was thinking, he would definitely spray him in the face!Can filial piety be used in this way?