Interstellar First Mecha Division

When Zuo Si got up in the morning, he received a warm greeting from Tang Xiu.

As the young and promising No. [-] richest man in the interstellar world, Tang Xiu's mood has stabilized a lot. Now it seems that he will take a good rest after the registration is over.

"Didn't you sign up for the Mecha Contest?" Tang Xiu started to find something to say.

Zuo Si took another look at Tang Xiu. The real Tang Xiu was obviously the same as the Tang Xiu in the hologram network last night, but his temperament was subtly different.

"I was busy with the campus mecha competition, so I missed the registration time for the star network mecha competition." Zuo Si scratched his face and found a random reason.

"For you, your school's mecha competition is more important, don't be distracted." Tang Xiu immediately encouraged him.

After Zuo Si finished his breakfast, Tang Xiu looked at his back as he went out, and the more he watched, the more satisfied he became.

His original choice was really correct.

Zuo Si didn't know about Tang Xiu's mental activities. After he rushed to the school and got together with the group, he began to submit his group's choice to the competition guide.

This is not a trivial matter, because they will go to get a mecha that has been refitted by the teachers of the school in a while.

Marshall stood nearby at first, craning his neck to see the others' choices.

Not surprisingly, everyone basically chose the eight most common ones.

After all, there is always a reason for being the most widely used.

For the others, they also chose the more familiar eighteen types.

Marshall watched with enthusiasm, it seems that only their group will choose the type of mecha that is hard to hear at ordinary times, isn't this the beginning of those cool revenge stories?

"No one chooses the uncommon." Marshall slipped back to the team and reported to them excitedly.

"Isn't this a normal thing?" Zuo Si was looking at Bawanghua's mech structure diagram.

Marshall: "..."

Marshall decided not to talk to Zuo Si for now, he turned his head and repeated this sentence to Qin Yingda and Joshua.

"Yes, this is a very normal thing." Qin Yingda nodded, if Zuo Si hadn't said to test, they would have chosen those eight types of mechs.

Those of mecha engineering themselves are more familiar with these eight kinds of mechas. This time, it was not because of Marshall's driving level that they had to find another way and specially selected the most suitable one for him.

This competition is a game of compromise between the pilot and the mecha master. Even if someone is more suitable for an uncommon mecha, usually for the mecha master, they will choose the next best mecha.

Joshua puts what's at stake here with Marshall.

Marshall shut his mouth for a moment.

It happened to be their turn now, and Zuo Si led the team members to submit their team's selection plan.

"You are still the first to choose something other than [-] types. You future mecha masters will have to work harder." The instructor saw Marshall, with a clear smile on his face, and encouraged Zuo Si and the others by the way.

Marshall was devastated.

In the end, he is the only one who doesn't know this truth!

It turned out that they weren't particularly good, but their group put more pressure on the three mecha masters, especially that one.

When Zuo Si came out with the password of the warehouse they were assigned to, he turned his head and saw Marshall looking at him with tears in his eyes. When he spoke, his tone was a little choked up.

"I'm such a waste." He didn't know how to thank Zuo Si at this moment.

Last night at first he actually thought that Zuo Si was trying to trick him, he really had no heart.

Zuo Si actually took on such a heavy responsibility silently, but he didn't complain at all, and even praised him for his good strength, and in the future he can study and become an S-level mech pilot by himself.

Zuo Si settled down, and he secretly glanced at Joshua and Qin Yingda beside him.

Did he do anything? He obviously poured cold water on Marshall when he was agitated. In just a few minutes, Marshall's attitude changed 180 degrees.

So when he was looking at the mech just now, did the three of them talk about something?

If I had known earlier, he would have listened distractedly.

"Thank you so much this time. I treated you so badly before, and you always took care of me." The more Marshall said, the more ashamed he became.

Not to mention Zuo Si, even the students passing by were shocked together.

Especially the mecha department, Marshall's classmates, their eyes widened, and they pinched themselves quietly.

It's not a dream.

Marshall is also a well-known thorn in the class. He is keen on playing games. Although his grades can barely keep up, they are also the bottom ones. He looks like a bad student to everyone on weekdays.

But this is also related to his countdown. He didn't exaggerate so much when he first entered the school, but later his grades got worse and worse, and he started to give up on himself.

After all, trying hard but not succeeding is really depressing people's enthusiasm. It's better not to be serious at the beginning, and then you can have an excuse if you fail.

Even though he said so, in just a few days, his change is too big.

"No, nothing." Zuo Si quickly recalled, did Marshall treat him particularly badly before?

He thought it was okay, but he himself had never put on a good face towards Marshall, and beat him up every now and then, like a teacher talking to a student.

Here's where it went wrong.

Could it be that Marshall likes this one? !

Zuo Si felt that he might have found a little truth.

"I will definitely work harder in the future, although it may be a bit late now." Marshall took a deep breath, his team members had done this for him, and it would be unreasonable for him to be idle.

"It's not too late. It's still more than a week before it starts. You can go home and go to the Xingwang Club to practice more, or go to an offline club to practice." Zuo Si also glanced at the game schedule. It's two days.

It's not too late.

If there were not so many people around now, Marshall would hold Zuo Si's hand and start wiping tears.

He already fully understood that Zuo Si's mouth seemed to be very poisonous, but in fact it was all to prevent him from thinking too much and feeling too guilty.

Isn't Zuo Si encouraging him now?

Zuo Si was really the best person he had ever met.

"Then I'll go back to practice now." Marshall patted his chest, turned his head and left.

Zuo Si stroked his chin. Marshall seemed to really like this. It seemed that he could be stricter with him in the future.

"Then let's go take a look at the mecha. It's natural for Marshall to be grateful to you. After all, you will tell us how to assemble the Overlord soon." Qin Yingda has been studying for a long time since he went offline last night, but he was just cramming. The effect is obviously not very good.

Zuo Si suddenly realized that the reason was here.

But this is really not difficult for him, he didn't think so much.

Zuo thought about Marshall's excited face.

It doesn't matter, as long as the result is good.

The author has something to say:

Happy New Year everyone (*￣︶￣) I want to send out a few small red envelopes, please feel free to comment

感谢在2020-01-2422:02:17~2020-01-2522:10:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: 1 salty clam stab;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Draw Magic Domain, 1 Souls;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!