This book on aesthetics is not very thick, only about 40 pages, but Yu Qingfei talked a lot about the content, even to the point where the color of a certain angle inside the mecha would be revealed when attacking, which is the most beautiful and exquisite.

In short, it is invisible pretense.

The color matching is different on each page, but after reading half of the book, Wei San found that the mecha parts Yu Qingfei used as examples are the same mecha.

Yu Qingfei talked about the coloring of each mecha part in great detail. Wei San calculated the data of the mecha parts in his mind based on the model drawings of the parts in the book and the paint area he gave.

But these data alone are useless. Without data to build a virtual machine, Wei San can't see anything.

After staring at the coloring book for a long time, Wei San remembered the design section in the Rubik's Cube Forum, where data can be transmitted and rebuilt.

Since he met the love cheater and was busy with reality, Wei San has not been online for a long time.

As soon as he logged in, the red dot of the private message began to flash again. Wei San has obsessive-compulsive disorder and wants to click it whenever he sees it. Clicking

in, it was a message: [Hello, I have money, can we get to know each other? ]

?

After the love cheater, Wei San's first reaction was that this person wanted to hook up with him.

Could it be that across the Internet, there are still people who like her?

Wei San was anxious to build the mecha in Yu Qingfei's aesthetics book, and threw a sentence: [You have money, what does it have to do with me? 】

However, Wei San subconsciously did not block him because he told the other party that he had money.

She entered the design section, put on the brain interface helmet, and imported the calculated mecha data bit by bit according to the aesthetic drawings in her memory, and then outlined the shape.

All of this must be perceived through the head-mounted brain interface and input into the design section interface of the Rubik's Cube Forum.

Starting from the head, shoulders, neck, arms... these data shapes can indeed be pieced together bit by bit.

Wei San was a little excited. She had never seen an S-class mecha at such a close distance, and she couldn't help but speed up the calculation of the data.

The only sound in the dormitory was the flipping of books.

[It's raining outside. The bastard principal went to Guyu Star to discuss something. When I thought about him getting wet while I was staying in a warm room, my heart was filled with joy (crossed out) sympathy, so I'll stop writing this aesthetic note here. I won't continue.]

Wei San turned to the last page: "..."

Looking up at the mecha model with only one-third of the upper body on the design section interface, Wei San suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart.

Does he dare to write more? !

'Tick-tock——'

Wei San suddenly felt the back of her hand getting hot. She looked down and saw a big drop of blood on her hand, and when she looked down, more blood was dripping.

She raised her hand in astonishment and touched the bottom of her nose. Her hand was warm and sticky.

The nosebleed was still flowing.

Wei San remembered what Ying Chenghe said, that forcibly constructing an S-class mecha without an S-class mecha would cause brain damage, so she...

Wei San immediately disconnected the brain interface, stood up and took a piece of paper to wipe the blood from his nose, but his mind was still a little groggy.

"..."

The S-class mecha is not yet complete, is she going crazy?

Wei San was inevitably depressed, stuffing his nose, curled up in bed, and then sent a message to Jin Ke to explain his last wishes.

Begging in secret: [I still have 43.42 million star coins in my account. If something happens, remember to help me hand the money over to Teacher Li Pi and his wife. ]

Jin Jiafacai: [Where did you get so much money? ! Rich, iron juice! ]

Begging in secret: [...A normal person should ask what happened at this time and whether he needs help. 】

Jin Jiafa Cai: [You can still send messages, so nothing will happen for a while. Satisfy my curiosity first. Where can you make so much money? Take me with you if you have a way! 】

Begging in secret: [Get lost! ]

These past two weekends, I have been teaming up with Qi Anxi and his friends to compete in the arena. Each game costs 5 million star coins, and there are seven games a day for three people. The mechas are not damaged much, and no mecha technicians were hired. All the money we won was shared.

Wei San hasn't been working on mechas recently.

As long as you don't get involved with mechas, the money can basically be saved. With this much in two weeks, ordinary people can even live a good life for most of their lives.

For an individual, a mecha is a bottomless pit.

Jin Jiafa Cai: [What happened to you? 】

Wei San threw the paper into the trash can, shook his head, and found that he was no longer dizzy. He silently calculated a math problem and found that his brain could still think normally.

The injury should not be serious.

Begging in secret: [It's okay, I was just testing our friendship. Now it seems that it is indeed not reliable. 】

Jin Jiafacai: [Try it again, start over, and I will perform well! 】

Begging in secret: [Goodbye. 】

So people with A-level perception can't just build a mecha model on the page?

But... Wei San raised her hand and touched her nose. She felt that this level was still tolerable. She glanced at her online and offline time, 93 minutes, less than two hours.

It might be better to go online for an hour each time.

Wei San, who was not very clear about the consequences of A-level forcibly crossing to S-level, thought this was a good idea.

On the other side, Ying Chenghe received a reply reminder from the Rubik's Cube Forum. When he opened it, he saw a message from "Poor guy with no money to make mechas", but this person was offline. Ying Chenghe

subconsciously clicked on this person's homepage and found that there was a new development. He actually imported the data of an S-class mecha. He is indeed an S-class mecha master.

Ying Chenghe only glanced at the mecha data. It was a very ordinary S-class medium-sized mecha model data, nothing special.

But only the data model of the head and hands was posted. What does it mean?

In addition to modifying and researching mechas, Ying Chenghe basically used his free time to think about this person's intentions. He went to the public relations forum to post the data of an S-class mecha, but not all of it. I don't know why.

He was speculating on the idea of ​​"poor people don't have money to make mechas". Poor Wei San was still trying to figure out the S-class mecha that Yu Qingfei accidentally brought out from the book of aesthetics.

Later, she went to the data room to look through other notes. Most of them could be found with some traces, but they were incomplete, scattered here and there. Wei San pieced them together and could actually understand a little bit.

But soon she ran out of time to study.

When the class gathered at the training ground, Chen Ci stood on the podium and spoke on behalf of the other teachers.

"After nearly two months of training, all of your data has been summarized." Chen Ci looked at the 1,000 students below, plus 500 substitutes, "After discussion, the teachers will select the school team leader today to take the leadership role in the competition."

Everyone looked up at Chen Ci with solemn expressions. The Hephaestus Competition is not an ordinary competition. It can be said that the competition is the most brutal selection path to the military district.

The best people in the military districts of all generations have come out of the competition. This is a road paved with blood.

"I believe you all know what role the school team captain plays in the competition and what risks he takes." Chen Ci's eyes fell on Wei San in the front row and found her confused and indifferent look. He paused and said, "In the competition, in addition to the main members, the school team captain is often the sixth person to be targeted. The captains of other military academies will keep their eyes on you. If the main commander takes action and has time, the first target will also be the school team captain."

"Teacher Chen Ci back then..." Ding Hemei stood next to Wei San and moved her mouth slightly.

"After all the teachers discussed, we unanimously recommended..."

"He has been the captain of the school team for four terms."

"Wei San will be the captain of this term."

Wei San, who was distracted by Ding Hemei's gossip, quietly raised a thumb and exclaimed: "Awesome."

"Awesome——" "Awesome——" Chen Ci: