star watcher

"I think it's really stupid to line up and go around in circles, waving small flags." Binge complained in a low voice.

"Stone has long thought it was stupid." Stone's voice was a little louder, and he quickly glanced at Professor Black sitting on the rostrum, and saw that the professor did not respond, so he continued to mutter in a low voice that he thought, "There is this Stone would rather be sweating in the arena."

"Dude, we're sweating in the arena right now, take it easy, it's just the opening round." Brown was clearly attuned to the occasion, smiling and blowing kisses now and then.

"Thank you for your reminder. It reminds me that we have to go through this stupid thing again at the closing ceremony. I just want to ask for leave." Bin Ge said, "I can go to the school doctor and ask him to give me a sick note."

"Come on, Bin Ge, who doesn't know that last time you had a fever of 42 degrees, you could beat three guys in the ring. Besides, the school doctor is not so lame."

"Because I have the only disease that the school doctor can't cure." Bin Ge snorted triumphantly.

"What? I'm going to ask for sick leave too. Binge, tell me, I'll treat you to dinner, how about going to Joan's House for steak!"

"It's no use telling you." Kim Brown interjected.

"why?"

"Because you don't have that organ that bleeds regularly, dear Stone, do you want to be sisters with Bingo?" Brown continued to smile, forcing a sentence through his teeth.

Bingo giggled as Stone threw the flag at Brown.

"These brats." Professor Black's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he also jumped out words from between his teeth. "Stupid opening ceremony! Can't we just draw lots quietly and end it!"

"That's not in line with the process." Bamboo whispered beside him.

"Stupid process." Compared with students playing around at the opening ceremony, Professor Black is more concerned about the drawing of lots, especially the team competition.

The twelve schools are divided into four groups, abcd, and each group will play two games. The rankings will be calculated according to the wins and losses and the small points. The first in the four groups will enter the semi-finals. In the two semi-finals, the winner will compete for the final, and the loser will compete for the third place.

If Cade meets a strong team in the group stage, he won't even be able to earn the semi-finals.You must know that their best results over the years are only runners-up.

"Damn lottery, I hate lottery." Professor Black clenched his fists with five fingers, clenched subconsciously.

"The lottery is just a random behavior. Your past performance does have a strong aversion to random behavior." Bamb said, "It doesn't help the team win."

"No, that's not the reason." Professor Black gritted his teeth, "Lady Luck is never on my side when drawing lots!"

Really, other people bought lottery tickets and won a few dollars for several years. He never won a single consolation prize in lottery tickets.

Bamboo's eyes were full of nostalgia: "This reminds me of my father, and Goddess of Luck has never favored him." Mina's father bought lottery tickets, and he also just gave his love to social welfare, "But my father has never been like you. , strongly dislikes this random behavior."

"Oh? How did he do it?"

"Since it is randomly generated, let's end randomly." Bamboo replied, "No matter what happens, we just have to move forward."

"Sounds very touching." Professor Black commented, "He must be a very open-minded person."

"Indeed it is," said Bamboo. "Thank you for the compliment."

"Thank you for your ineffective consolation, I'm going." Professor Black stood up and strode towards the center of the arena.

"Good luck," Bamboo replied.

Group C, Kaide Mecha School, Amelia Mecha Academy, and three 123 Romance Star Traditional Mecha Academy.

Amelia's veteran team has been ranked first in the team competition for three consecutive years in history.

The three 123 romance stars are rising stars, the last runner-up and the last champion.

The leading teachers of the two schools, Baird and the tall Ding, looked at each other, their eyes intertwined, and sparks flew out: "This is a contest between the strong!" The two said in unison.

Professor Black's face was as black as his last name.

Even though the first match was between Cade and Amelia, Baird looked at him so politely that he couldn't be more hypocritical, and the words "You're doomed" were almost written on his face.

Two consecutive losses, could it be Cade's final fate?

In the team competition, from the first game to the end, each team will play at least two group games and a maximum of four games.Each team has a game or bye every day, and the last day is the finals.

The individual competition is also divided into four groups by lottery, and the mecha hall is divided into four identical areas, and the selection is carried out at the same time.Of course, it will be staggered with the team competition.After all, the contestants who signed up for both competitions are the best students in the school.

Generally, students fight each other for about half an hour. Therefore, from 48:28 am to [-]:[-] pm, the Mecha Hall arranges twelve time slots, which is equivalent to [-] pairs of students fighting each other every day.Twelve schools, with an average of [-] students in each school, the first round of trials took three and a half days, and the second round decreased... Within nine days, the top eight were determined, and then the eight entered the fourth...

The optical brain system quickly announced the battle table according to the registration.

Tomorrow is their team's first match. Neither Binge Brown nor Stone has a tryout. As the main force of the team battle, they must concentrate on winning this round.

Winning both games, they will naturally enter the semi-finals, but there are also times when each other wins and loses.The team battle is a ten-man team, and the ranking will be ranked according to the number of kills.

Professor Black himself was not so arrogant as to be sure that Cade would win both battles—whether it was his luck or the fact that he challenged and won two strong schools one after another, it was a fantasy.

If he can win against Amelia or Three 123 Romance City, Cade will be able to publicize it and get a ranking... Wake up, Professor Black believes that the most ideal state is one win and one loss, but the first place Win the first game and kill as many opponents as possible in the second game.

The opening ceremony ended, the students dispersed, and Professor Black took Bamboo back to the office.

work overtime.

Bamboo looked at the entry list, and called out the characteristics of the opponent's teacher, the strengths and weaknesses of the players, the model and function of the mecha, the formations used over the years, etc., and some videos one by one.

In the team competition, the teachers only act as off-site guides. After entering the arena, everything depends on the students themselves.Pre-preparation is the work to be done by the off-site guidance.

"How did you get this video?" Professor Black was surprised. This is Amelia's student, a video of fighting in the virtual arena.

"Through the star network." Bamboo explained.

"Good job! Very good, very good!" Professor Black praised, and then pointed to another paragraph of text, "But why did you even find out their love history?"

"You said you were going to collect all the data."

"But I don't need their dental records! I'm not interested in Baird's bed-wetting at the age of five!" Professor Black was already irritable, and now he became even more furious, "Clean up everything that has nothing to do with mechs! Clean it up!"

"Ok."

The screen is much simpler.

Professor Black stared at the screen, his heart sinking a little bit.

The information of the eleven schools has long been lying in the light brain.However, the information obtained is also limited.

Given that the mecha competition is held every three years, and the school is a five-year system, it means that each student can participate in it twice at most.

Generally speaking, most of the students who can participate are in the second, third and fourth grades. It is not until the final list of entries is seen that they can make targeted plans.

Professor Black focused his attention on Baird, the team leader: "He is good at the 532-[-]-[-] offensive formation, and he comes up to cover the firepower, which is enough for the little ones."

"But team battles have energy limitations. If they attack too hard, we can play defensive counterattacks."

"Brown is the main attack, and Binge is also the main attack. Stone can't stand the provocation, so he has to suppress it."

"There is also a selection of pictures before the game. We submit three pictures, the other party submits three pictures, and the system randomly submits three pictures... Bamboo, you go and submit."

"Tomorrow morning, check the simulation cabin for the last time. We must not let those guys from other schools find any faults!"

"There is still a need for actual combat simulation... Design parameters, it doesn't matter if it is higher."

"...No. That's totally unacceptable."

Professor Black strode back and forth in the mech simulation classroom, thinking constantly, occasionally drawing and drawing on the screen, saying what came to mind.

Bamboo remained silent the whole time, with the cursor flickering in front of him, quickly sorting out the records.

time flies.

Suddenly, a message popped up under the optical brain.

Bamboo nodded in agreement.

Three minutes later, footsteps came from the mech simulation classroom, and a person appeared at the door.

Brings the aroma of hot coffee and donuts.

Professor Black stopped, frowned and looked up and down: "What are you doing here? Who are you?"

"Supper is necessary for overtime work." Bamboo explained, "Milan, this is Professor Black; Professor, this is my partner, Milan."

"This is the Mecha Hall! How did you get in with the door locked?"

Bamboo was stunned: "Why, can't you use the office console to open the door? The teaching manual didn't mention it."

"Impossible!" Professor Black stared at Bamboo, "The main console doesn't have this function, how did you do it?"

"A simple procedure." Bamboo replied as he walked towards Milan, and the two exchanged light kisses.

No matter how unkind Professor Black was, he couldn't get angry immediately when he saw the young people kissing.

His eyes turned to the door: "Who? Come out!"

— Bing Song.

"What are you here for?"

"Professor, I'm here to provide information." Binge raised the optical brain on his arm, "Information from Amelia College."

"You? Take a look."

——The ruins of the doomsday.

——The fourth generation of hideous black meteorites.

—Karina's face.

——The curse in an exotic accent: "...Damn Kaide woman..."

Professor Black turned to Bamboo: "This is exactly the same as the video clip you showed me earlier."

Bamboo replied calmly: "Yes."

"Oh, teaching assistant, you have already given it to the professor? The professor didn't scold me?" Bin Ge couldn't believe it.

"Calling you? Why - Bingge!" Professor Black finally noticed the date below the video, and reacted, "You, how can you fight privately! This will be suspended!"

"Well, professor...it's quite normal to use some tricks to find out information, right?" Binge smiled hippiely and rubbed behind Bamboo, trying to get a backer.

"Bambo? You—know?" Professor Black turned to the TA, looking him up and down.

"I stopped them," Bamboo said.

Professor Black immediately shifted his gaze to Bingo: "You, are you not injured?"

"Very good." Binge was puzzled, "When we were in the middle of the fight, the room broke down, and there was no winner."

"...Bambu, how did you stop it?"

"I forged a bug, implanted the arena program, ran it to your room, and called the police after matching the key." Bamboo explained.

Thinking of what program Bamboo had just implanted to open the door of the Mecha Pavilion... Forget it.

As for the battle between Binge and Karina...Professor Black is straightforward, but he is not pedantic.

"It's not an example."

"Yes! Professor!" Binge bounced, "I can't sleep, can I study tactics with you?"

"Go back to sleep!" Professor Black hurried away.

"Everyone is here, you can sleep in the simulation cabin, if you don't agree, I still have a sleeping bag!" The girl showed her big bag behind her back and carried her equipment with her.

"We must go back at twelve o'clock!"

"Okay, okay." Binge said, thinking that she could delay for a while. She originally planned to get to the door of the mecha hall, and then she would roll around with the professor and ask for the door to be opened.Who knew that Milan, who was delivering supper, came in so swaggeringly. In order to avoid the professor telling her to leave again, she quickly seized the opportunity: "Professor, shall we use 343 and 433 formations tomorrow? Play steadily?"

Now that the guest songs are here, Professor Black has no choice but to accommodate her in the discussion group: "How do you feel about fighting Karina?"

"She's a great person..."

Bamboo silently handed the coffee and donuts to the two.It was his own share that was given to Bingge.

Then continue recording.

Milan sat beside him silently, breaking off a small piece of butter donut from time to time, stuffing it directly into his mouth, and sharing the hot coffee in his hand with him from time to time.

Occasional whispers.

Professor Black looked up inadvertently, just in time to see Bamboo typing and waiting for the feed with his mouth wide open.

And Milan, with a smile, divided the last donut into two halves, shared half with each other, and helped wipe off the debris on the corners of Bamboo's lips.

Looking at the eye contact between the two, Professor Black has no doubts that if he and Binge were not here, the two young people would be able to kiss together immediately.

A mindless brat, like a kissing fish... He just turned his attention back to the screen when Bingo suddenly moved, and with a thrust of his hand, he knocked over a stack of documents next to the main console.

There was also a coffee mug on the file.

Professor Black's office has always been messy, and finding a place to put things is quite difficult, so it is not uncommon for documents to become coasters.

only--

It would be nice if there was no coffee in the cup.

It would be nice if the waterproofing of the power supply of the main console was done more carefully.

It's a pity that this is not a mech simulation classroom that is arranged strictly according to the teaching manual, but Professor Black's private office—to repeat, it is always messy.

The power plug is a little loose.

Crackling sparks flashed, and the office was pitch black.

"Damn!"

Whispering.

"what--"