Maoyan and Qin Yikun knew very well that Ronan was struggling in the field of configuration recently. And his main focus is basic research, not application development, so the research and development of "Blood Intent Ring" and its peripheral products is no longer on Ronan's mind. He has to wait until Gao Meng and Paper Cutting block the door. Discuss one or two.
But in the final analysis, this kind of thing is still a matter of thought. If Teacher Ronan is in a good mood, it doesn't matter if he says a few more words. Maoyan just takes the opportunity to complain, and Qin Yikun, Ronan, and everyone else will automatically ignore it.
Ronan was in a really good mood this morning. Next, he continued to elaborate on the reality of the Bloody Ring Bastion: "The Talisman plug-in can only be a transitional product. If the Bastion platform only needs three or five functions, it can still be useful. Once the functional requirements increase, just consider how to distribute it. Arrangements are too troublesome..."
Maoyan made a "cut" sound: "There will definitely be trouble on the association's side, but if it's Tian Bang's side, there will be no problem."
Qin Yikun agreed: "The military is very organized and must have the confidence."
The conversation between several people suddenly made Xie Junping laugh. He finally swallowed the hot porridge and laughed: "Every time I go on a mission, I distribute weapons, wear equipment, and then hang talismans. Is this a legend? The gods in the middle of the world are on the upper body, and the heavenly soldiers descend to the earth?"
"Perhaps the old spell methods are essentially similar to this." Xue Lei is not superstitious, but is keen to find modern explanations for traditional items. This is obviously due to his Taoist background.
Maoyan merged similar items: "This is Mr. Gao Da Meng's favorite topic. You Lao has also researched it and published papers."
In just a few sentences, the topic disappeared, and this was a normal chat - everyone gathered in front of the bar, chatting aimlessly, until other students came and went in and out one after another, privately. until the space is completely occupied.
At this time Ruiwen also arrived.
The little girl must have breakfast at home to appease her elders. She left home a little late today. When she arrived at school, there were less than twenty minutes before class started, so she had to make a special trip to meet Ronan.
Xue Lei looked at his watch: "Let's go, we'll catch the tram now... Oh, Nanzi, we've got the third class together in the morning, do you want to sign on your behalf?"
Ronan laughed and said, "Don't make things difficult for Mr. Xie. I can just go by myself."
A group of people looked at each other.
"Tsk tsk, there is indeed a problem."
As a senior who is about to graduate, Xie Junping's time schedule is much freer than that of junior high school and high school students. He could slump in his seat and press his belly to digest the effects of the medicinal porridge, but his mind and mouth could not be idle. Seeing Ronan and Xue Lei entering the elevator, he rubbed his lips and felt strange: "Brother, I was almost planning to hire someone to hack the sign-in system. How come our teacher Luo was cured without humming?"
"Little brats, don't they all come and go?" Maoyan chuckled twice, then said hello to Qin Yikun, and went home to catch up on his sleep.
Qin Yikun stopped her with a bitter smile: "Wait a minute, I went too far off topic. I almost forgot that Mr. Luo has a vote on the 'Scavenger' matter..."
"Now he has a vote on all affairs of the branch." Maoyan yawned and became a little impatient. "You can just tell him directly. It's none of my business?"
"But if Mr. Luo votes in favor and agrees to cooperate with the military. According to relevant business requirements, the future will be very busy, and all corresponding preservation plans will have to be changed. Vice President He hopes to communicate with us first. "
Maoyan raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure someone will agree... Well, judging from the situation just now, it's really possible. But there's no need to look for me. I'm just being drafted and have no autonomy. You guys have discussed it. , just give us a notification."
After all, no matter how baffled Qin Yikun was, Maoyan walked straight out of Bei'an Gear. In the front square, the cold morning breeze brings in the fresh jungle air, which is quite pleasant. She ignored the sneaky or bold looks from a group of teenagers and stretched herself happily.
The sunlight spread through the gaps between the branches and leaves, gently touching her cheek, slightly raising the temperature of her skin, and making a corner of her heart feel inexplicably warm.
Well, it's not inexplicable. Cat's Eye can roughly detect it. This is because some long-frozen elements in Ronan's tight closed system are active and blooming.
It feels pretty good, but...why?
Maoyan's doubts also existed in Xue Lei's mind.
In the third class in the morning, Xue Lei and Ronan sat together. Neither of them listened carefully to what the teacher said on the podium.
Xue Lei is also an honest child. No matter how heavy his training tasks are, he will complete the lessons he should listen to and the homework he should complete. The reason why this happened today was because of Ronan's "abnormal" performance, which made him look dazed.
Ronan hasn't raised his head since the beginning of class. He opened the paginated notebook he always carried with him, placed it on the desktop, and opened it to the page with the paper-like soft screen.
The screen glowed with gleaming light, forming a workspace, in which a three-dimensional dynamic image file was being played in projection mode. The geometric structure presented was very simple, and the projection effect was good. It seemed to be rolling in Ronan's hand, but some of the above I can't quite understand the logo.
Throughout the entire class, and maybe the previous two classes, Ronan played this image file over and over again, over and over again, without any boredom.
Maybe it's the configuration, Xue Lei doesn't know much about it, so he can only guess. But the question is, even if it is a configuration, what the hell is this state?
Viewed from the side, the corners of Ronan's mouth were always raised, and sometimes they even split open unconsciously, making him laugh "hehehehe". It is a state of complete selflessness.
Not to mention Xue Lei, the classmates sitting on the other side also looked over from time to time, and repeatedly retreated from the constantly rotating geometric structure. Finally, they gave up understanding and classified Ronan as an "abnormal person" with their eyes.
At first, Xue Lei complained that the human body there was unable to recognize the gods, Buddhas, immortals and saints. But later, he saw Ronan "Hey, hey, hey, hey" more and more often. Sometimes his shoulders were shaking, and he finally panicked. .
"Nanzi, Nanzi?"
"Ah, what are you doing?" Ronan shifted his attention normally, with a confused look on his face.
Xue Lei uh-huhed a few times, but still asked directly: "This picture of yours can be considered a configuration... What's so interesting about it?"
"This is just a fragment and has no structural significance." Ronan explained, but as he spoke, he lowered his head and smiled twice. Then Xue Lei's ears trembled slightly, and a message came from the Lingbo Internet. It was Ronan who shared a recording with him.
A woman's voice came into my ears, clear and bright: "Admit it, you are a scumbag with negative thinking in configurations. The more formulas you introduce, the more it proves that your thinking is chaotic!"
Next came the male voice's rebuttal, which was unhurried and a bit old-fashioned: "What we need now is a complete model, mathematical thinking rather than hand-drawing. Qingwen, don't squander your talent..."
"Someone is imitating the talent MAX and happens to be using the remote control. How about asking the teacher to evaluate it?"
"Hehehe..." Next to him, Ronan held his forehead with one hand and smiled with his head buried there.
Xue Lei didn't find the humor in this conversation, but the name mentioned in it made him stunned: "This is, is..."
"Discussion materials about configuration." Ronan finally raised his chin, his eyes shining at this moment, "Most of them are my mother's, including videos, recordings, and demonstrations... there are so many!"
