Love at Second Sight [Interstellar]

The breeze blew, as if it woke Zhuang Yan up.

He recovered from Zhou Yuchen's words, only to realize that he was standing here all of a sudden, facing Zhou Yuchen's eyes.Neither of them spoke.

Zhuang Yan looked away uncomfortably, and then saw a general-purpose levitation vehicle approaching from a distance, and immediately said, "It's time to get on the vehicle."

As he walked that way, Zhou Yuchen wanted to see him off too, Zhuang Yan turned around and said, "No, don't see me off." Zhou Yuchen's face was absolutely eye-catching in this school, and someone would definitely recognize it.

Zhou Yuchen also understood his intention, so he stopped where he was: "Then you go."

Only then did Zhuang Yan turn around and go to the car, and when he got into the car, he glanced out in a strange way, only to see a slender black shadow beside the statue, then turned around and walked out of the school.

Zhuang Yan was taken aback.

He suddenly remembered that when he and Helena got together a lot, and every time he went to see her off at the port, he would always stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass and watch her go up the gangway.

Helena looked back by chance once and saw him standing by the glass, and the next time she met, she said, "You don't stand there like an idiot every time and watch me go, do you?"

Zhuang Yan knew that she didn't like her showing too much love, it seemed like a bondage or a burden to her.So he said, "Just wanted to see you all of a sudden."

When he said that, Helena curled her lips and didn't ask any more questions.

Zhuang Yan stood there, and the electronic female voice prompted several times, "Please take a seat." The students next to him all looked over, and one of them said, "Sir?"

Zhuang Yan came back to his senses and realized that he was in a daze, so he quickly found a seat and sat down.

However, his unusual behavior successfully attracted the attention of the students in the car. They took a second look at the tall, thin, blond man and thought he looked familiar. After a few more glances, someone recognized Zhuang Yan, so they began to lower their heads. The voices are whispering.

Zhuang Yan noticed the gaze of others, his face tensed up, he got out of the car before reaching his destination, and strode alone in the night wind.

He thought he should talk to Zhou Yuchen about clarifying the relationship between the two. There are many more people who admire Zhou Yuchen in this school than outside!And when the busy time is over, he will set off to the Principality of Andorra to meet Helena, and he can't bring this "scandal" to meet her.

For a while he wanted to discuss the clarification with Zhou Yuchen, for a while he thought about Helena, and for a while he thought about both Zhou Yuchen and Helena at the same time. When he walked back to the dormitory, Kevin came to open the door with his pine marten on his shoulder: "Teach... er, you come back gone."

Zhuang Yan gave a absent-minded "hmm", and Kevin welcomed him in, and asked again, "Do you want some supper?"

"No need." Jixiang flew over and Zhuang Yan took off his coat and handed it to it, then walked to his bedroom by himself.

Kevin looked at Jixiang, a little embarrassed, Jixiang's two mechanical hands intertwined, and said, "Sir?"

Zhuang Yan stopped, frowned and looked over, "What?"

Jixiang said, "Have you eaten the tiramisu in the refrigerator?"

Zhuang Yan said: "What about tiramisu? I don't eat sweets, and I haven't come back since I went out in the afternoon."

Jixiang said: "That's strange. You are the last person to leave in the afternoon. If you didn't eat, who ate Xiaochan's dinner?"

Zhuang Yan said: "Who is Xiao Chan?"

Jixiang flew to Kevin, stretched out his mechanical hand and gently touched the back of the pine marten on Kevin's shoulder. The latter seemed to be very helpful: "This is Xiaochan. A great beauty in ancient China who means the ancient earth..."

"Okay, okay." Zhuang Yan said impatiently, "Stop making any dessert mysteries, I'm tired, I'm going to prepare bath water." Then he went back to the bedroom and closed the door.

Kevin looked at the closed door and said regretfully, "It's just a trivial matter, I shouldn't bother the professor, he's already very tired."

"Oh, don't say that." Ji Xiang said, "Don't think highly of him. It doesn't matter whether you are tired or not. He has a bad temper since he was a child. I don't know who will stand him in the future."

When Kevin heard this, he seemed to have known each other. It was obvious that he was talking about the professor with his classmates at the beginning, and he was a little embarrassed.

This room, Zhuang Yan entered the bedroom, sat down in the chair, and the swivel chair turned slightly. Thinking about what he had just thought about, involving Helena and Zhou Yuchen, he felt very upset.

Zhuang Yan shook his head, trying to get rid of those things that bothered him.He saw the books and manuscripts he usually read on the desk. He had to find something to do. By the way, the course affairs office had already confirmed the course with him, and the course would start next week. He hadn't started preparing for the lecture notes and courseware. Woolen cloth.

Zhuang Yan then turned on the optical brain, began to look up the information, draw the courseware, gradually shifted his thoughts, and concentrated on preparing for the class.

Jixiang opened the door and said, "The bath water is ready."

Zhuang Yan didn't turn his head back and said, "I don't take a bath!"

Ji Xiang closed the door and said to Kevin, "Really, no one can stand him."

Zhuang Yan concentrated on it for an hour, almost prepared for the class, and his mood was much calmer. He stopped thinking about it and was about to get up, calling Ji Xiang to prepare to wash up, when suddenly the terminal vibrated slightly, and there was a request for communication——Zhou Yuchen.

He finally forgot about those temporarily!

He stared at the communicator and watched it vibrate a few times before he got connected. Zhou Yuchen's voice rang in the quiet room: "Mr. Zhuang, there is something I forgot to tell you."

Zhuang Yan said, "What is it?"

"About what we talked about at dinner." Zhou Yuchen seemed to be talking to him while walking, very busy, "I still want to talk to you about some details, can I make an appointment?"

Seeing is about the case.Zhuang Yan frowned, called out the class schedule and said, "When will Admiral Zhou be free? I'll be free next week...Wednesday and Friday night." Now he has to complete the guiding course and teach, even on weekends. It's full.

Zhou Yuchen said, "Then Wednesday. See you next week."

"Okay." Zhuang Yan paused, "See you next week."

After the communication was cut off, he leaned his upper body back in the chair and pressed the space between his eyebrows a little tiredly.

In a blink of an eye, next Wednesday, Zhuang Yan's first class will be in the afternoon, the theoretical basis of mecha design.

He stepped into the classroom 5 minutes before the start of class on time, and found that the huge fan-shaped classroom was full.

He looked at the roster. Although this course is a public course for mecha design majors, there are less than 100 people in a class, and there are at least 200 people in this classroom.

And many are sentinels and guides.Because a ring-tailed lemur and a fat balled manul were already fighting in front of his podium.

Zhuang Yan glanced over those, and slowly put the light board into the groove, ready for class.

He believed that these students definitely did not come because of his good lectures, but mostly because of his "fame"—Zhou Yuchen's reputation among the sentinel guides was quite high.

Zhuang Yan said: "Students please."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the low voices in the classroom immediately fell silent, Zhuang Yan said: "Put away your mental bodies, this is not a zoo." He took a step to the side without any trace, and avoided A British Shorthair silver gradient kitten trying to climb up on his pant leg.

The students called the Quantum Beasts back to their spiritual realm, and the kitten meowed and disappeared.When the bell rang for class, Zhuang Yan adjusted the courseware and said, "Introduce mecha design theory, and the teacher of mecha design theory. I..."

Zhuang Yan wrote "Zhuang" in the common language of the empire and Chinese on the blackboard with a light pen, and said: "...The surname is Zhuang. Let me introduce the theory of mecha design."

The students let out a slight laugh.Zhuang Yan didn't laugh, but said: "As we all know, the word 'Mecha' originated 600 years ago. When our ancestors came to this land after 200 years of sailing, we found the first one that met the standard. It is a livable galaxy, but we also encountered our enemies, alien beasts..." Zhuang Yan talked about the development history of mechs, some important characters and achievements.

"There are 200 people in this class today." Zhuang Yan said, "But I only have 70 people on my roster, so among you, there should be 70 people who will become mecha designers in the future, or engage in related industries, who will come? Tell me, why do humans make mechas?"

"It's to protect myself from alien beasts," said a boy in the front row.

"Yes, protection." Zhuang Yan stretched his habitually slightly frowned eyebrows, obviously satisfied with the answer, and wrote the word on the blackboard, "How to protect? Who to protect?"

"The mecha is a weapon to assist the sentinel in defending against alien beasts, so it is natural to protect the people," said the boy.

Zhuang Yan looked at him and said, "I think before protecting the people, the mecha should first protect the soldiers sitting in its cockpit."

The boy was stunned.

Zhuang Yan said: "In this class and even in the future, you will learn from various courses and books how to design a mecha so that the sentries can be invincible after sitting on it. I can’t finish it in a semester, and I don’t need to talk too much, I think everyone has the ability to learn by themselves. What I want to tell you is, ‘protection’.”

His voice rang clearly and powerfully in the fan-shaped classroom through the microphone.Many students who were not here to attend the lecture also raised their heads.

"If you can be a reasonably good mecha designer. Then every time you design a mecha that is successfully put into use, millions of soldiers in the empire may fly it. Then you have to know something .”

Zhuang Yan clicked on the courseware: "First of all, you need to understand those warriors. Given that the number of guides in the empire is less than one-tenth of the number of sentries, the remaining 90.00% of the sentries are not so lucky. The number of times they fought has been determined by God. It's decided. Let's look at the biography of a deceased Second Sentinel."

"Participated in battles 109 times in my life, and the types of mechs I have driven: DT370, BW58, EH471, the number of times I have driven is..." Zhuang Yan picked out a few data, "Then look at the medical data of this sentry. After awakening, it was a rising period until the age of 34, and then it began to maintain this state until the age of 46, when the mental barrier began to degenerate, retired at the age of 50, and died at the age of 69."

"The 19 years after he retired were the worst physical and mental conditions in his life. He was injected with a large number of drugs, all of which were calming and soothing, and he had already started taking addictive drugs in the later stage. And all of these were his The sentinel system, and the mech driving.”

"This is the fate of most of the soldiers in the empire who fight to protect the people. Because mechs are a double-edged sword, although the masters have tried their best to improve them, the fact is that the more lethal most of the mechas are, the more powerful they will be. The easier it is to damage the driver's body and spirit." Zhuang Yan said, "Of course I said this, not to intimidate you. I just want to say, 'protection' is not only the job of the soldiers, but also our job."

"When you design a mecha, you have to consider its armament, performance, and cost. Every mecha designer has his own focus and trade-offs. However, the purpose of a weapon is not 'damage' but 'protection' , This should be something we should all remember, and it should also be the direction of our efforts."

"This is what I want to tell you before you officially start your studies."

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, just in time, Zhuang Yan looked at the time and said, "get out of class is over."