The strongest brain in the universe

"Didi... Didi——" It was just after 6:01 on the imaging clock, and it was just dawn, but there was no one on the bed, and the dark quilt was casually folded at the end of the bed.

This is a very simple room, without too many extra decorations, even the prepared curtains that many students don't like very much have not been replaced, and the white flowers complement the gray and white in the room.

The only thing that could be called out of place in the room was probably a heavy work table. This workbench occupies a huge area, almost occupying a small half of the dormitory. It is full of broken parts, and its original appearance can no longer be seen. There are thick books on the corners. It looks very new, it seems that it has not been turned over.

There are also densely packed tomes on the bookshelf, which shows how much the owner of the room loves to read. However, there is a special space in the middle of the shelf, and there is a small trophy in the middle, which is marked with the champion of the XX year D category of Beska Intermediate Academy, the second class of the XX combat individual department, Jiang Hui.

Next to it is a traditional old culture stop-frame photo, the pixels and clarity are far worse than the stereoscopic photo, but it is very artistic.

Above is a group photo of five people, although everyone is in a mess and their training clothes are tattered. Jiang Hui couldn't even stand up, and was framed by Zhou Xiuwen and Hillman like good brothers, but everyone inside could see that it was quite funny, including the one who never laughed before. clarence.

Jiang Hui came out of the bathroom and had already washed up. Her eyes were clear, she didn't look like she had just woken up. Today is the weekend, so she didn't wear her school uniform, and found some more comfortable clothes. She opened the curtain, sat casually on the small sofa by the side, and began to read today's star newspaper.

She habitually slid down the optical computer with her fingertips, and suddenly felt that her current work and rest seemed to be a bit too dependent on the optical computer, as if she had become an alternative electronic waste person in the interstellar version, and began to consider the necessity of subscribing to the paper version of the star newspaper .

However, thinking about the pricing that she had seen before, she felt that it was too wasteful. For her, it was just a thing of the past, and the paper version obviously had a lot less content than the electronic version. It would be too wasteful to throw it away after reading it. No matter how much money there is, it's not made like this, let alone she doesn't have much money at all, it's just enough.

Three weeks had passed since that orienteering race, and Jiang Hui had to recover for a week just because of her leg injury. At that time, she was scolded bloody by the school doctor sister, and she didn't give her any attention when she was doing photon suture. good face. Fortunately, there were no sequelae left in the end, which made Captain Stark, who escorted him all the way to the medical office, look a little less frightening.

However, Jiang Hui was really happy at the award ceremony after the simple handling, after all, it was an honor she had earned herself.

The bonuses and quota for custom mechs have been sent to her personal account. The words of the former are quite generous, and it can be regarded as the first time she has earned money by herself in this new world, so it makes people feel at ease. As for the number of custom-made mechs, club memberships, and summer camp experience tickets, they all exist in the form of electronic tickets. It is the same column as the house purchase qualifications sent by Hai Lusi before. Counting it all seems to be unrealistic. Anyway, it is not necessary for the time being. superior.

Unfortunately, there was no group honor in this competition, so everyone was given a customized badge with their team number printed on it. If there is no team, it is a simple badge, and the school is quite humane.

She had the cheek to ask Stark to help take the last photo. After the photo was taken, she was dragged away. Jiang Hui still can't forget Stark's dark photo when he looked at her injured leg. Face.

God knows that other head teachers watched it with the students, 'Oh, the head teacher of her class who won the first place is still not happy like this, who will show it to you'... Maybe people thought they were just pretending.

Because this competition is very educational and has reflected many problems, the school also specially spared two weeks for the teachers and students of each class to take a break and resume the game.

This is naturally another big "execution ground". Even Jiang Hui, who thinks he has done his best, has been corrected by various criticisms, and the other students are naturally not much better.

They didn't start learning new things until the third week when the class officially resumed.

In fact, the school is always changing the soup without changing the medicine, no matter where it is, it is the same. The same is true for military majors, which are also divided into cultural theory courses and practical courses. The latter is still the focus of everyone. At present, they have only taken two shooting practical courses.

However, I heard that next week there will be a practical class of mechs. They haven't been exposed to this since the beginning of the school year. Everyone is very excited. On the last day of the third week of the course, I heard the first-year students talking and guessing there. .

Jiang Hui is also quite curious, but the closest acquaintance to her is Clarence, who is in the same class. The two of them are quite independent and do their own things. It is really hard to imagine such two people getting together to discuss the new mecha and the expectations of the next mecha class.

However, after that match, the opponent's attitude softened a lot, at least sometimes they would take the initiative to say hello when they saw her. Once she went to review the other party and helped to leave class notes and tasks.

Of course, during the days when she was in the medical office, Zhou Xiuwen and Hillman came more often. Jiang Hui also took advantage of that time to ask Zhou Xiuwen about the principle of the so-called spiritual transmission. At that time, I didn't have kung fu to learn on the field. Now I have the opportunity to learn it quickly, and I can use it directly next time.

In terms of preparation, Jiang Hui never allows herself to fall behind others.

A simple summary is that in the past three weeks of school, Jiang Hui's life was both tight and relatively leisurely.

But now she has a problem.

Jiang Hui came back to his senses after finishing browsing the fixed star column of the light brain. He saw that the time was still early, and it seemed a bit too early to have breakfast, so he took out the workbench and put the tome on the top. .

The title of the book is Conducting and the Art.

The name looks unreliable, and the content is even more unreliable. It can't even be called a popular science book, and I don't know how it got into the school library. She felt unreliable even if she didn't learn conducting, let alone those who really learned conducting.

If there is a suggestion box, she must submit a manuscript to suggest that this book be kicked out of the reference library, it is too nonsense. Even if she reads fast, she can't waste time like this. It feels like a waste to read it for a second.

But it’s not the school’s fault either, as there seems to be only these books on conducting in the library. Jiang Hui has brought back nearly 30 books of this kind in three weeks. It’s not that the descriptions on the edge are not reliable, and there are few books that increase knowledge. They are all stories and art...