The only class on Friday was mech class. Zhuo Yi woke up early in the morning and walked around the dormitory nervously.

Qi Ping threw down the reader and went to sleep 10 minutes before Zhuo Yi woke up, so when Zhuo Yi turned around, he could only watch him sleep carefree and soundly asleep, and couldn't be more comfortable.

So nervous.

Even though Qi Ping promised to teach him how to operate, he was still very nervous.

Will the teacher who teaches mechs be as strict as Colonel Duncan?If so, will he be kicked out of the classroom in the first class!Will it!

Zhuo Yi was thinking wildly while doing push-ups, and when he was nervous, he did a hundred push-ups at a time, his hands were so sore that they seemed to be breaking.

But even if his hand is broken, he still has to make breakfast for the male god quickly. It is more important than anything to make the male god hungry.

At 55:[-], the two came to the classroom.

The mecha classroom is different from other classrooms, it is specially made, and there is a set of mecha simulators in front of each position.

Mecha class is one of the most popular courses, the classroom is full of people, and Zhuo Yiqi’s usual seat has long been taken up, so he can only sit in the middle of the classroom, surrounded by people.

When there are too many people at the same level, he doesn't like to talk, and stretches out his hand to rub his belly expressionlessly.

Zhuo Yi cooked too much porridge for breakfast, and he felt full after eating all of it.You can't cry later, if you cry, you will spit it out.

After eating so full in the morning, Qi Ping wanted to sleep, but he still wanted to rub his stomach.After thinking about it, he grabbed Zhuo Yi's hand to help him rub his stomach, closed his eyes and dozed off.

Zhuo Yi massaged Qi Ping with trembling hands, while looking out the door with trepidation, waiting for the teacher to come in.

Soon, the bell rang.

The sound of mechanical operation came from the front door of the classroom, and a robot only half the height of a person walked in.

The students looked at each other, wondering if they should stand up and salute it.

The robot seemed to know everyone's thoughts, and laughed mechanically, saying, "Please sit down, everyone. I am the teacher of this class, Bai Hai."

Bai Hai's appearance does not imitate the appearance of humans like most robots on the market, but is very primitive. The parts inside the body are not covered up and can be seen clearly.

Its parts are not of high grade, and it makes a "creaking" sound when it walks, like the first generation of robots.

"Everyone must be wondering why I teach this class. Is there no one in the military?" Bai Hai's mechanical eyes rolled around twice, looking at everyone in the classroom from left to right, "It's very simple, because Mecha control requires robot-like precision. My movements are the most standard and fastest. I am a teacher who can demonstrate movements thousands or tens of thousands of times. I am also the most patient teacher. Don’t worry about me. Angry, it is even more impossible for me to scold you, I will only laugh hehehehe."

"I can't adapt to various situations like you. In fact, the words I'm saying now are designed by the programmer, not what I want to say." Bai Hai shrugged, and his shoulders made a "creaking" sound.It went to the podium and turned on the optical brain, saying: "This is why robots cannot replace humans, because fighting requires quick response and experience."

"These abilities need to be accumulated by yourself. Of course, as your teacher, I will also share with you the deeds of those famous generals. They were also my students." Bai Hai pressed the button on the optical brain, and a picture was projected in front of the classroom. portrait.

"Everyone is familiar with this man, Chen Xin, one of the best mecha fighters in the empire, sometimes I suspect that he is actually my kind." Bai Hai clicked on a video, "This is his first mecha class in Sentinel School record of."

In the video, Chen Xin's hand typed a command on the keyboard, and the movements were clean and neat, with no flaws to be found.

Bai Hai clicked on the next video, and Chen Xin in the video still entered the same command.The strange thing is that there is almost no difference between this video and the previous one. If it weren't for the different people next to it, everyone would have almost thought it was the same video.At this time, Bai Hai explained: "This video has been slowed down, it is his record at the end of the first grade." Bai Hai smiled "hehehe", "His hand speed has doubled within a year, but the rhythm is still the same. Correct, there is no confusion after increasing the hand speed."

"He's not a particularly smart person, but he works very hard." Bai Hai looked up at the audience again, "You must be smarter than him when you enter the preparatory school at the age of 17, and you can become fighters like him in the future."

"Come on, this class will teach you a control command, and each of you will also record a video, which can be compared with a year later."

"Basic forward instructions, everyone, please watch my movements, and then practice by yourself..."

At the end of the course, Qi Ping's instruction speed was slower than his father's, but he was much better than other students, and even Bai Hai came to praise him.

But Zhuo Yi was much worse, he didn't know what went wrong, his hands were so unresponsive, if Qi Ping hadn't been comforting him in a low voice, he would have almost cried.

"It's okay, the first class is like this, you will improve." Qi Ping pulled Zhuo Yi's hand, "Let's go eat something delicious, today is Friday, you should relax."

Zhuo Yi forced himself to pull himself together and said, "Why don't I cook it, we go to the supermarket to buy things, there are not enough things in the dormitory..."

When Zhuo Yi said this, he suddenly felt that Qi Ping's hands were stiff, and his spirit fluctuated.

He saw that Qi Ping's face was still the same as before, and he didn't know what happened, but in the next second, he heard——

"The thing surnamed Chen is not even as good as a scumbag compared to my dad. It's because of good luck that he has such a little status. Heck, it's the same as the top of the list this year. It's all about guessing the answer randomly to get the result. Right? He doesn’t have any strength at all, just look at how handicapped he was just now..."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like