More than ten minutes later, Class F team walked out of Wei Lan's office.
Not long after they left the house, Gu Qiongsheng grabbed the corner of Tan Yao's clothes.
"Why would you refuse?" she asked, her voice low and puzzled. "Don't you really like mechas?"
Tan Yao turned his head, a tuft of red hair swaying in the wind: "I'm not going. It's not like I answered the question myself."
"Besides...if he invited you, would you go?"
Gu Qiongsheng hesitated for a moment, then shook his head decisively: "I can't."
Of course she wouldn't go. Repairing mecha models relied on system-based high-tech, and she had no idea about the logic behind it. Even if she used her "spiritual traits" as an excuse, she could only fool the F class students who already trusted her.
Moreover, she likes fresh, exciting and challenging work, and scientific research is really not suitable for her.
Hearing Gu Qiongsheng say this, Tan Yao showed an expression of "as expected".
The boy turned his head away and said nonchalantly, "Me too. I want to go to the First War College, not do scientific research."
Gu Qiongsheng frowned slightly. "...I think you should think it over carefully. That guy looks very capable. Doing scientific research with him will definitely be profitable."
"And Tan Yao, you're truly talented. Even if I gave someone else the repaired model, they wouldn't be able to come up with such a complete logical chain in just an hour."
Tan Yao lowered his head, the tips of his ears twitched a few times, and he made a "hmm" sound.
"Let's talk about it later." He looked at the tip of his shoe.
…
In the office, Professor Wei Lan, who had been rejected, stood in front of the French window, staring blankly at the sky and doubting his life.
Jiang Yuanliang couldn't bear to see his mentor depressed, and couldn't help but mutter under his breath: "Alright, professor, don't bother with him. He's just a kid, he doesn't know what he's talking about..."
Wei Lan looked at him seriously.
“…”
Jiang Yuanliang was frightened away by his mentor's cold eyes. Knowing the "Survival Rules of the Weilan Institute" well, he immediately realized that his mentor was disliked his noisiness, so he quickly shut his mouth, shrank aside and dared not interrupt again.
Wei Lan stood there, frowning and thinking carefully.
Strange, very strange.
He had been observing these students. When they heard the word "Mecha Research Institute", no one else reacted, but the red-haired boy's eyes lit up for a moment.
He was obviously moved.
Why did you refuse in the end?
Wei Lan closed his eyes slightly, and what happened after he met a few students in the restaurant emerged clearly in his mind.
He analyzed carefully with the rational thinking of a scientific researcher, and when he recalled a scene, a light bulb suddenly flashed in his mind.
Taking a deep breath, Wei Lan opened his personal terminal and quickly entered a communication number.
"Help me check out a few students," he said firmly, "Tianyuan Star, Yuancheng High School... yes, the promising students discovered in this inter-school league."
"Hurry up and grab it. You must get it for me. If it is snatched away by another college, believe it or not, I will make Xiao Jiang cry at the door of your investigation office every day."
Jiang Yuanliang, who was quietly curled up like a quail in the corner, said: "???"
What happened? Why is he in the crossfire again?
"Don't talk nonsense," Wei Lan said, clutching the terminal, his expression changing. "I'm just trying to help you, an investigator, gain sales. Remember to treat me to a meal later."
"I have the list. They are Gu Qiongsheng, Tan Yao, and Zhou Qing..."
"The key point is Tan Yao and Gu Qiongsheng."
Jiang Yuanliang, who was crying beside him, was stunned again.
If I remember correctly, Tan Yao was the red-haired boy who wrote down the answer.
Through the brief conversation just now, he also admitted that this boy has a smart mind, a unique imagination, and solid practical skills. He is a good candidate for research.
But who is Gu Qiongsheng?
Is there anything he hasn't figured out?
The person on the other end of the line also raised the same question. He seemed to have heard of Gu Qiongsheng, so when he heard the name again from Wei Lan, he seemed particularly unbelievable.
A subtle buzzing sound of electricity echoed in the room.
"...did you recognize the wrong person?"
Wei Lan denied it outright and said angrily, "It's definitely her. You must investigate thoroughly. This student is more important than Tan Yao."
"Just now, the members of their team were sitting together. I asked who answered the additional question. Gu Qiongsheng immediately pointed to Tan Yao, but the others looked at her first."
"They all called out Tan Yao's name because they got a hint from Gu Qiongsheng!"
"There must be something fishy going on here. That girl is definitely not simple... What, F-rank?"
"Stop talking nonsense! Do you think the model I left in the simulator can be modified by anyone?"
"...Old Xu, if that's the case, then I can only say that you've made a mistake and are now in disrepute. I strongly suggest that you reinvestigate this child and re-evaluate her level. Otherwise, I'm afraid your reputation as a special-grade investigator will be ruined by this girl."
The tense conversation continued for a while. When Wei Lan finally ended the call, Jiang Yuanliang had been trembling for a long time.
There is fear, but also surprise and curiosity.
Jiang Yuanliang held it in for a moment, but couldn't help himself and whispered, "Professor, were you calling Xu Maoxing, Investigator Xu?"
"What did he...say?"
Wei Lan frowned, and after a long moment, he sighed helplessly, "What else can I do?"
"That guy said that not long ago, he went to Yuancheng University to investigate Gu Qiongsheng. His fame has increased a lot in recent years, and his temper has become stubborn. He is determined not to admit that his judgment was wrong... Heh."
Shaking his head, Wei Lan put down his personal terminal unhappily. "Anyway, he'll be the evaluator for the next round of competition, so let him open his eyes and see for himself then."
"By the way, Xiao Jiang, go report to the higher-ups and tell them that I want to participate in the next round of competition."
Jiang Yuanliang: "Hmm...hmm?"
He gasped, "T-Professor?"
"Didn't you say this was a complete waste of time and we should just go back to research after the first round?"
Wei Lan touched the bridge of his glasses and said nonchalantly, "It's just a student competition. How much time can it waste?"
"There will be more people watching in the second round. I can't let the promising youngster I'm eyeing run away with others."
…
Yuancheng University.
The school acted quickly. Not long after the results of the first round of competition came out, they publicly praised the team that entered the second round on the campus screen.
A total of 200 people registered for this inter-school league from Yuancheng University, divided into 40 teams. In the end, there were 8 teams that entered the top 1% and qualified to enter the second round. The 20% first-round pass rate is enough to show off.
However, among the 8 teams that passed the level, there was inexplicably an outlier.
——Team A1056.
Among all the advanced classes such as Class A and Class B, it is the only one with a unique style, with the letter "F" clearly marked on the back.
But its performance was so good, even more outstanding than the seed team, that the school ranked it in the prominent first position, and the team number was also a dazzling gold. The ranking was so eye-catching and the special effects were so bright that it made all the teams below it look inferior.
The students passing by looked at the line of large golden characters and felt like a thorn in their backs and a fishbone stuck in their throats, and their hearts were very depressed.
Even Class F is so powerful, how can they have the nerve to call themselves advanced class students?
No, no, no, practice more!
For a time, the training enthusiasm of students in Yuancheng University was unprecedentedly high. The simulation training room was overcrowded, and the battle field was also bustling with people.
The principal of Yuancheng College stood in his office, overlooking the vibrant college and curling his lips in satisfaction.
This was the scene the counselor saw when he knocked on the door of the principal's office.
His expression turned grim. He took a screenshot of the reply he received on his personal terminal and sent it to the principal. He said in a low voice, "The transfer applications sent to those students in Class F have been rejected again... Principal, is there something wrong with them? They were asked to skip Class E and go directly to Class D, but they refused?"
The principal smiled cheerfully and waved his hand: "It's okay, it's a small matter."
"If you don't want to, then don't change. This is fine too."
"But if this continues, it will really mess up the other students' mentality."
The counselor was on the verge of tears. "F class is not F class, and the advanced class is not advanced class. Isn't this a mess?"
The principal shrugged and raised his hand to touch his chin.
The sun is shining outside the window, and the main road is lined with green trees.
In the training ground not far away, students were training hard and sweating profusely. Even if you were standing on a building dozens of stories high, you could seem to hear the sound of their blood rushing.
Facing the sunshine, the principal said slowly, "A long time ago, when humans went fishing at sea, they would put a catfish among the tuna they caught."
"A carnivorous fish swam back and forth in the cabin, startling the other fish, who then jumped around nervously. Ultimately, they were able to stay more active and unleash their potential."
He raised his hand, pointed through the glass in the direction of the training ground, and said with a smile: "Look, don't Gu Qiongsheng and her F class look like a ferocious catfish?"
counselor:"……"
The counselor's face wrinkled and he said sadly, "Are you really not afraid that these catfish will bite all the other fish..."
The principal said leisurely, "There's an old saying: 'In troubled times, heavy punishments are called for; in chronic illnesses, strong medicine is called for.' This is wartime, not peacetime. If a fish can't maintain its courage in the face of a vicious catfish, how can you expect it to protect the spark of humanity?"
"And..." He slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with relief, "Don't underestimate our students. They are much stronger than you and I imagine."
"So do the advanced classes and the F classes."
"These children...are the hope of mankind."
…
Team A1056 made the whole school uneasy, but they themselves climbed over the white wall and happily enjoyed their "exclusive" training cabin.
——It feels so good not to have to queue up with other students for a training room!
Reversing the defeat with just one question was a great result that was beyond the imagination of several team members.
But even though they ranked well, the backward situation in the middle of the first round of competition made them feel the shortcomings of their own abilities. Now they are all working hard and want to improve their strength before the second round of competition.
So is Gu Qiongsheng.
She fought a very satisfying battle, then looked at the experience data that was about to be accumulated on the system panel and curled her lips in satisfaction.
Under the camphor tree, Qin Yuan held the chess piece and smiled warmly: "Very impressive, congratulations on winning the first game."
I don’t know if it’s because Gu Qiong has been feeding him milk every day recently, but his complexion looks much better than at the beginning. His cheeks are slightly rosy and there is a little blood color on his lips.
The sunlight sparkled like water, pouring freely through the gaps between the leaves, casting a layer of light golden light on the young man's handsome features.
"Luck, I'm lucky."
Gu Qiongsheng wiped away the sweat with the back of his hand, smiled and waved at the young man: "By the way, Qin Yuan, thank you for helping us highlight the key points. It really helped a lot."
Qin Yuan shook his head indifferently: "This is the only thing I can help you with."
Gu Qiongsheng raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you generously lend us the training room?"
"Hmm?" Qin Yuan held the chess piece tightly. "You won that, it doesn't count as mine..."
Before he could finish, Gu Qiongsheng interrupted him with a smile: "Okay, stop pretending, I know you are deliberately giving in to me."
"Every time I get stuck, I'm just about to lose. Isn't this kind of calculation more difficult than winning the game?"
“…”
Qin Yuan was stunned for a moment.
He tilted his head, a little unnatural: "Actually... it's not that difficult."
Gu Qiongsheng: “???”
Gu Qiongsheng was a little amused and curious, and put one foot on the stone table: "Come on, let me see your true level."
"We agreed not to release the water."
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