"It is a bit fast, but that's because I drew up the design before, but I didn't bring it with me. I'm not designing from scratch, I'm just drawing up the previous design, so I should be able to finish it before noon tomorrow," Meng Yingxin explained.
"Okay, then...see you tomorrow." Qiao Shouyan said this with a little shyness.
The feeling of having reached an agreement between them made them both feel very happy and cherish it.
That evening, as soon as Qiao Shouyan got home, he was intercepted by Qiao Gaoyang and his two younger sisters.
"No way!" Qiao Gaoyang, mimicking a bandit, leaned against the wall to block his elder brother's path, feigning a fierce voice, "This tree is mine, this road is mine, if you want to pass, leave your toll!"
"Are you itching for a beating?" Qiao Shouyan started to move his wrists, without even realizing it. When he was about to hit someone, a slight smile was hidden on his lips.
Sharp-eyed Su Yueya noticed and quickly whispered in Qiao Xinruo's ear.
"I think there's something going on with my brother!"
"How so?" Qiao Xinruo asked.
"Look at your brother's expression, isn't he beaming with joy?"
"It seems... there's actually some truth to that!"
"Big brother, big brother, no problem, no problem!" Qiao Gaoyang immediately backed down, with a fawning and curious expression, and asked, "Why would I want your money? As long as you answer a few questions for me, you can get through this road."
“Ask,” Qiao Shouyan said.
"Did you go see your sister-in-law today?" Qiao Gaoyang asked immediately without pausing.
Qiao Shouyan: "..."
He hadn't intended to hide it from his family.
However, it was the first time he had brought up this topic with his siblings, and he felt somewhat awkward.
“I’ve looked,” Qiao Shouyan said.
"Oh..." Qiao Gaoyang got cheeky again, deliberately dragging out his words and teasingly said, "Big brother, you didn't deny that I said Meng Yingxin is my sister-in-law, so you're admitting her status?"
Qiao Shouyan: "..."
Problem!
Leng Yingying's inner thoughts were revealed: if it really was Meng Yingxin, what use would his verbal rebuttal be?
"Are you itching for a beating again?" Qiao Shouyan threatened.
"Okay, okay," Qiao Gaoyang immediately surrendered, joking but still having to get serious, "So, how did your conversation go? Any new developments?"
Su Yueya and Qiao Xinruo also looked at their eldest brother with curiosity.
Qiao Shouyan briefly explained Meng Yingxin's clumsy lie, which surprised everyone. They didn't expect that Meng Yingxin would take the initiative to greet Qiao Shouyan first.
They didn't know all of Meng Yingxin's experiences in her previous life; they could only speculate and analyze.
“I haven’t actually mentioned my older brother to her. It seems… there’s something going on between you two. And it makes it even more certain that Meng Yingxin has been reborn. Otherwise, given her original personality, she wouldn’t have taken the initiative to do something like that,” Su Yueya said, recalling the unusual counterattack Meng Yingxin had against the Meng family after waking up at the military base that day.
"What surprised me most was that she refused my offer to help her with extra training, but instead asked me to help her introduce her to the head of the weapons research group," Qiao Shouyan said.
"What? Is your sister-in-law this cool?" Qiao Gaoyang was shocked.
In Su Yueya's description, the Meng Yingxin he imagined was a soft and beautiful young girl. Unexpectedly, she could also design firearms. This contrast was very surprising.
"The gun design is really cool, but my sister said she got into university, so she must be a smart person!" Qiao Xinruo became even more curious about her future sister-in-law, wondering if she should find an opportunity to sneak a peek.
The whole family was surprised; they never expected Meng Yingxin to be involved in weapon design.
Meanwhile, Meng Yingxin was also racing against time to produce an excellent firearm design drawing...
Ever since she talked to Qiao Shouyan about parting ways, she had been thinking about the design drawings.
It is possible to directly use the design from the later stages of the previous life.
Drawing is not difficult for her.
Let's start by drawing a small pistol design. Don't go all out with something too advanced right away. What if the team leader gets suspicious later?
After all, Meng Yingxin is just an ordinary person, and this profession is very sensitive. She only needs to show a little bit of talent. If she goes too far, it will have the opposite effect and be terrible.
Meng Yingxin wasn't putting her heart into the training after that, since she had no intention of going down this path anyway.
So, after training, she rushed back to her dormitory to wash up, not even bothering to go to the cafeteria for a meal. After washing up, she sat down at the table and started drawing.
Meng Yingxin didn't intend to hide it from her roommates; she drew it where they could see it, which could be considered as her own self-designed indirect evidence.
She was so engrossed and focused on her drawing that she didn't realize it until her roommate came back and she heard the noise. But she didn't look up and continued to concentrate on her pen and the lines she was drawing.
"Meng Yingxin, are you drawing?" Her roommate walked over curiously. "What are you drawing so seriously? You haven't eaten yet, have you? You've been training all day, aren't you hungry?"
Most people, when faced with this situation, might instinctively hide.
But Meng Yingxin did not.
She openly showed it to everyone, her hands moving without pausing, still tracing the lines.
The overall drawing of the pistol has been completed, and Meng Yingxin is now drawing detailed drawings and the detailed structure of the parts, looking quite focused.
"Hmm," came a soft reply.
It sounded particularly perfunctory and careless, which made her roommate a little dissatisfied, but when she got closer, she saw the picture clearly and realized it was a handgun.
"You're drawing a pistol, is this... a design?" My roommate was shocked.
If it were just the shape of a pistol, one could say that Meng Yingxin is skilled at drawing, but the details and detailed structural descriptions next to it make it look more like a design drawing.
Meng Yingxin can design firearms?
Are you kidding me!
"Meng Yingxin, instead of just scribbling here, you should do something serious and practice more. The final assessment is about to begin, and if you don't pass, you'll be expelled!" her roommate said, partly to remind her, and partly to see her make a fool of herself.
"I know," Meng Yingxin replied, her tone as perfunctory and indifferent as ever, as if her roommate's reminder was nothing important, less so than the drawing she was currently working on.
"You—" The roommate became even angrier, feeling that his good intentions had not been respected.
The other two roommates also came over and saw Meng Yingxin's design drawings.
"Meng Yingxin, is that a pistol design you drew? You...you can design firearms?" her roommate asked in shock.
Compared to the more physically developed soldiers in the army, cultural subjects are their weakness, let alone artistic talents such as painting.
Meng Yingxin's ability to draw is already enviable; if she also understands design, she would be an excessively dazzling presence.
"Are you kidding me? How could she possibly design something?" another roommate immediately retorted.
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