Marry a crippled major general

He Ziyu wondered, to some extent, shouldn't He Jin's biggest enemy be He Tianhua?He has no grievances with He Jin, why every time He Jin sees him, he has to slap him a few times, and don't want to give him face?

"The only thing I haven't seen is the workbench." He Ziyu smiled indifferently, "You probably haven't seen the second uncle before, right, cousin?" Scolding, poking at the most painful place, this is one of the principles of He Ziyu's life.

These words are too vicious.Mingming on the side thought in his heart.

As expected, He Jin's face suddenly turned ugly.However, thinking of his father's criticism and expectations of him before, he endured it.He turned his head and stared angrily at the workbench, as if the person on the workbench was his father-killing enemy.

Bao Kaixin didn't know about this little episode. He was standing on the high platform at the front of the classroom, with a miniature loudspeaker floating around his mouth: "Everyone, this should be the first time you have entered production after entering the second grade." Room. I know that some people should have made up lessons at home, and I also know that some people will be very nervous. But it doesn’t matter, take it easy, this is just a try, even if you can’t make a chip, it’s no big deal. Think about the knowledge given to you by the teachers before, and start making!"

Just do it?He Ziyu opened the raw material box on the workbench and glanced roughly. Flame skin stone, red sand, and red armor stone are all materials of the same attribute.Although people can do it at will, it still limits a part of the scope.

He Ziyu glanced at the material that Mingming took out next to him—earth rock, and it was a different type of material, so each workbench should be different.

He picked up the red armor stone in the box and weighed it, thinking about it.

Bao Kaixin, who was far in front of the podium, deliberately transferred the monitoring to He Ziyu's side, wanting to see what kind of mecha core this kid can make.In fact, he already knew He Ziyu's name as early as last year, but at that time, it was because He Ziyu broke through the lower limit of the final exam score of the First Military Academy.

What He Ziyu has to do is hexadecimal field modulation, which can be regarded as a moderate difficulty in elementary chip manufacturing.

At this moment, He Ziyu is using a carving knife to polish the material into the shape he wants bit by bit, and it will take a lot of time to control the mental power of jumping out, so the movement is inevitably slower.He Jin on the side took the time to glance at him, the contempt in his eyes was even more obvious.What my father said was true. This He Ziyu has never even seen a workbench, and now he uses the most stupid method to polish raw materials. He may not be able to complete this chip after class...

Bao Kaixin on the podium raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and before he could speak, the instructor who came over from the side opened his mouth and said, "What's the matter with this student, why is he still sharpening it with a carving knife?"

Hearing this sentence, the other instructors also turned their heads one after another: "When is this hard work, let me remind him." A female teacher was about to go down.

"No need," Bao Kaixin raised his hand to stop her movement, and said with a smile, "I think this kid should have his own plan, anyway, it's just an attempt, so there's no need to remind him."

"……Yes."

Everyone thought that this student would definitely not be able to make any chips, so they all turned to look at the others.However, after a while, a mentor flashed a surveillance camera over He Ziyu, but he noticed something was wrong.He tuned back and said in surprise, "Come and see!"

"What's wrong?" The others turned their heads.

"The student who sharpened the red armor stone with a carving knife just now has completed more than half of it!" The instructor said in disbelief.

"How is this possible? The hardness of the red armor stone is not small. It will take us at least an hour to polish it with mental strength and a carving knife. It's only been 45 minutes..." A fat teacher thought he was joking , while talking and looking at the past, halfway through, he lost his voice like a duck being strangled by the neck.

I saw that the red armor stone, which was originally the size of a fist, had been polished by He Ziyu to the size of a palm, and the speed of polishing became faster and faster as He Ziyu devoted himself to it.

"My God, this is too fast..." someone sighed.

Bao Kaixin said at this time: "Although the machinery in the production room is precise, due to excessive use, the working parts such as the mechanical arm should be somewhat worn. Teacher Wang, please report to the department leader later."

Teacher Wang nodded in agreement.

"Professor, what do you mean, the student noticed the looseness of the robotic arm, so he decided to make it himself?" A teacher couldn't help but think a little bit more.

Bao Kaixin blinked at him: "Just ask after it's over." After finishing speaking, he caught a glimpse of a student walking towards the podium and said, "A student has finished, who of you will go and have a look?"