After binding the defective product system, I became a group favorite

Shen Heng doesn't often participate in the activities of his subordinates, but once he does, he won't put on airs to dampen their interest.Therefore, seeing Shen Heng directing Cen Yang, everyone burst into laughter.

"A plug-in is enabled! This doesn't count."

"Admiral, which side do you stand on? It seems like we won't be able to tell you what to eat if we win!"

Cen Yang was not convinced: "Why doesn't it count? Just now you were still pointing fingers, why did you double-standard?"

Gao Feng said: "Can it be the same? The supervisor is the general's own son, and he can draw what it looks like with his eyes closed. As for us, it is a blessing to see it from a distance."

Shen Heng glanced at the pile of parts in front of Cen Yang, and said calmly: "This model is only similar to the supervisor in color."

Not to mention the hyperspace heavy armor, even ordinary military mechas are classified. Can a toy company really use them to make toys?

"Then how about it," Yang Yimin said, "Admiral, you stand on the side of the little princess, and we stand on Willie's side. Everyone can only talk but not get started, is it fair?"

Shen Heng slightly raised his eyebrows: "Little princess?"

Yang Yimin chuckled: "When I told him to order snacks, I almost cried. When I first took apart the parts, I couldn't even use needle-nose pliers. Girls are not as delicate as him."

Shen Heng raised his eyelids to look at him, and warned: "Don't bully him."

Yang Yimin was resentful, and he really closed his mouth. Seeing this, Cen Yang pretended to be arrogant, gave him a hard look, turned his head and gave Shen Heng a cute smile.

"Are you the heir of intangible cultural heritage? The face-changing skill of Sichuan Opera has been lost for hundreds of years, but I caught it today." Yang Yimin couldn't help but beep a few more times.

Cen Yang stopped quarreling with him, and immediately complained: "General, he spoke ill of me."

Shen Heng had no interest in teaching the conflicts among elementary school students, so he could only point to the model he had in hand, and reminded: "Willie finished spelling his left leg."

Cen Yang quickly calmed down and continued to work hard.

Cen Yang was sitting and Shen Heng was standing. The bar was a bit short for him, so he put his left hand on the table and his right hand on the back of Cen Yang's chair, bent slightly to look intently at the table in his hand. Actions.

Cen Yang's fingers were fair, with smooth lines from root to tip, without protruding joints.The nails are elongated and oval, glowing with a healthy light pink, and neatly trimmed.His fingertips are slender, and his movements are very flexible. The appearance of flying up and down while holding small parts is like a fingertip dance, smooth and smooth, very ornamental.

"Don't close the shoulders, the power unit must go through this hole."

He got a little closer, and the voice seemed to come from his ears, and the fluff on Cen Yang's ears stood up. Only then did he realize the posture of the two of them, as if... Shen Heng was holding him , "The hole on the right." Shen Heng thought he didn't find where the hole was, and said again.

Cen Yang quickly swallowed, suppressed the little throbbing in his heart, and then assembled the power unit according to Shen Heng's instructions.

He installed it very quickly. A large reason why he was left behind so much before was because he was not familiar with the parts in the mecha, so he had to repeatedly disassemble it.Once there is a reminder from Shen Heng, it will be like a tiger with wings added, and the process will be accelerated rapidly.

At the same time, Shen Heng was also a little surprised. Cen Yang had never been in close contact with mechas before, and he was even less familiar with the structure of mechas. Can accurately capture his meaning, and quickly identify which parts he is talking about, and then install them in the appropriate position.

He couldn't help but think of Cen Lang's amazing talent in mecha manufacturing. When all Cen Lang's teachers praised him, they couldn't miss a word—excellent talent, spirituality, and understanding.

Is this the powerful talent engraved in the genes?

Then he remembered Cen Yang's D-level perception, and his eyes darkened slightly.

"Admiral!" Cen Yang called him, "Where is this place? Is this on the bottom of your feet?"

Shen Heng withdrew his thoughts: "It's the balancer, it's near the ankle."

Half an hour later, the overseer was finished, and Willy lost to Cen Yang by a single head, and the activity room was booed.

Although Cen Yang won, he went back to his room and dragged out the nest of snacks he had hidden, and distributed them to everyone.The main reason was that there were too many to bring, and he couldn't finish it all by himself. Shen Heng saw them swarming up to share Cen Yang's food, and turned to ask him, "Give it all to them?"

Cen Yang smiled slyly: "Why, I hid all the best food."

He suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Shen Heng's hand, and dragged him out.Shen Heng was tugged by his warm hand, and his mind went blank, allowing Cen Yang to drag him into his room, push him to a chair and sit down.

"This is for you. Wheat bran biscuits added with a special spice from Gorvia Star. The taste is very unique, and it has been very popular recently."

Cen Yang took out a bag of biscuits, unpacked it, and handed a piece to Shen Heng involuntarily. His eyes were full of affirmation for him, like a kitten giving food to its owner from the wild. .

Shen Heng stretched out his hand to take it, but Cen Yang dodged it the moment his finger touched the biscuit. He passed the biscuit forward and motioned Shen Heng to eat it with his hand: "You didn't wash your hands? , I just washed it with antibacterial gel."

Shen Heng had no choice but to lower his head, and bit half of the biscuit. Just as he was about to raise his head to let the biscuit enter his mouth by gravity, Cen Yang suddenly stepped forward and bit off the half of the biscuit that was still outside. .

When the biscuit was broken, there was a cracking sound, but to some people's ears, it was like a thunderclap.

Shen Heng's pupils shrank slightly, and he even forgot to swallow the half biscuit in his mouth.

Cen Yang suppressed his blushing and heartbeat, pretending to be unmoved, chewed the biscuit without taste, swallowed it, and coughed lightly, trying to cover it up: "How is it, is it delicious?"

Shen Heng swallowed the biscuits slowly, his normally organized brain was almost stagnant, and all his thoughts were running wildly on the same question——Cen Yang, did you touch his lips just now?

It was too fast and too sudden. No matter how I recalled it, I only remembered Cen Yang's suddenly enlarged Qingyi Junyan's face, his slightly smiling cat pupils, and the tremor from his teeth when the biscuit was crushed.

The atmosphere in the room was a little stalemate. At this moment, Shen Heng's personal terminal popped up a message, which was the deputy captain who was on duty in the control room: "Admiral, there are still 41 light-years away from the transition point of TDRP-0.3, and preparations for the transition are underway. .”

Shen Heng immediately switched to working mode: "All duty stations report the situation of the ship."

"The No. 9200 and No. 1600 thrusters are operating normally, with a speed of 94, and the three spare propellers are working at sub-high pressure and low speed, with a speed of [-]. The energy system is operating normally, and the remaining energy is [-]%."

"The life support system is operating normally, and the gravity simulation system is operating normally. The defense system is activated, and the escape device is in a pre-activated state."

Shen Heng issued the second command: "Report the stability of the space, the space-time collapse coordinates of the transition point."

"The stability is 86%, which is higher than the transition threshold. The collapse is located at (36, 72.5, 18869) in the non-inertial coordinate system, please avoid it."

"Start thrusters No. [-], No. [-], and No. [-], and turn to avoid the collapse point." Shen Heng issued the third order.

Cen Yang was keenly aware of the slight tremor of the floor under his feet. At the same time, three messages were sent from his personal terminal, reminding him that he was about to jump and there would be strong shocks.

One is from Gao Feng, one is from Willy, and the other is Yang Yimin's—Princess, you are about to fall, quickly hide under the quilt, don't let me see you cry, make a fuss.

Cen Yang: "..."

The vibration became more and more obvious, because several propellers were already working at the highest power, and they were moving towards the transition point at full speed.

Shen Heng issued the fourth order, only to Cen Yang: "Come here."

When Cen Yang threw himself into his arms, he poked the system: [...The life value, there should be fluctuations, right? 】

"Start the jump accelerator."

【Darling, it’s still not there...】

In the violent shock that swept across the sky and covered the sky, Cen Yang seemed to fall into the abyss.