Interstellar Sound Kill

Chapter 50 Show

A gigantic monster appeared on the square. It was the fourth-generation combat mecha code-named King Kong series. It was two and a half meters long and weighed two tons. The mecha stood still quietly, with two empty eyes staring into the distance.All the boys and girls who signed up looked eager to touch this mech.

At this time, the clear voice unique to teenagers sounded in the crowd: "King Kong R1-13 belongs to the fourth-generation combat mecha, which is more expensive than the common third-generation mecha, and there are fewer ways to obtain it. Usually four The first-generation mecha represents a status symbol. But the fourth-generation mecha can maximize the strength of the controller, but the premise of driving is that the mental power must be S, and the synchronization rate with the mecha must reach more than 80%. "The young man helped his gold-rimmed round glasses, and looked at King Kong R1-13 with a little obsession. Although this mech belongs to the R1 series, it was the earliest developed in the King Kong series, and it was followed by the improved R2 and R3. Compared with the performance of the series, there are still some shortcomings, but it is already very rare.

Neil took a look at the young man who was full of the smell of books, with round gold-rimmed glasses and the book in his hand wherever he went. His face was fair and clean, his eyebrows were clear and bright, as if a clear spring was flowing quietly.Nilton, who had already grasped several special identities of this class, praised in his heart: "As expected of Shangguan Heng, the heir of the Shangguan family. '

Neil sat in the mecha, established a connection between his brainwaves and the mecha, and synchronized his mental power with the mecha. The instant synchronization rate just reached 80%, and King Kong R1-13 was activated. The two huge pupils were instantly lit up, King Kong's two huge and hard arms waved in the air, and a set of military fists were smoothly punched out. The powerful fist wind made the boys and girls who were frozen in place tremble a little. Rippling, some even sat on the ground.

It was the first time I saw the world's highest invention--Mecha Leng Yumo, and the desire and enthusiasm for a showdown arose in my heart.

The mecha is just as it looks, with a hard shell and powerful strength. The possible disadvantage lies in its flexibility.However, each mecha has its own corresponding flaws, which cannot be changed. If there is a protruding part, there must be a weak point. After all, a mecha is just a tool, and it mainly depends on the operator's combat level and combat ability. Consciousness, of course, the synchronization rate with the mecha is also very important.

Neil looked at the yearning and admiration of the little carrot head outside from the inside of the mecha, shook his body triumphantly, and used one of his unique tricks, "Vigorous Smash", Neil jumped up from the mecha, and then The strength of the whole body was concentrated in the mechanical arm of the mecha. The arm of the mecha was bent, and the elbow was facing down. All the energy was concentrated on one point of the elbow. Feeling the ground tremble violently, cracks began to appear on the frozen ground, and then all the ice was shattered into smooth sand, and the imprisoned boys and girls were also freed from it. Hong Feng, who had long felt watching from the side, nodded: "This time, Neil did a good job, unlike the previous few times when recruiting students smashed the entire floor of the plaza."

Neil got out of the mecha, put the mecha away, and said with some regret: "Bai Bing, that pervert, has really grown in strength. Now I can only break his ice. There is no movement on the floor of this square." I thought to myself: Damn Bai Bing, isn’t it because the previous few admissions broke the floor of the square, in order to hide from the principal, and stayed in your apartment every day?Can this be my fault?Whoever told you that the principal would usually not bother you, he would only come over to torture me.For my own quietness, I made the ice so thick, what if the principal is not used to it?
Hong Feng, who heard everything in her ears, looked at Neil's soliloquy speechlessly.Sure enough, he still thinks too highly of Neil.

After Neil finished his complaint, he was a little awkward, and said with a straight face: "The teacher in charge of the Mech Division, Neil." Neil, who was originally mighty and domineering, now looked even more fierce with a straight face. It frightened a group of teenagers and girls with fragile hearts.

Hong Feng appeared from the side at the right time. She had already arrived before, and she was too lazy to meet Neil one after another. Instead, she stood comfortably in the corner and watched Neil's performance. Even so, she was not idle, carefully observing the students who signed up The expressions and their reactions made her discover many interesting things. Hongfeng immediately put on an elegant and decent smile: "I am the teacher of the Art Division, Hongfeng." All the registered students were amazed. Few people in the world loved that turbulent era as much as Hongfeng. Hongfeng was dressed in a cheongsam and walked slowly, like a touch of blue in a misty alley, hazy, but with the ancient charm of historical precipitation.

Shangguan Heng felt that Hong Feng was like a character from his favorite poetry book: "White flowers on a blue background are elegant."

What Leng Yumo sees is the pair of eyes that contain many stories, in which there is a calmness to see, and there are tired vicissitudes.

A melodious voice began to sound in everyone's ears: "As we all know, the art branch can be double-educated, and the courses included include music art, art art, guqin art, dance art, flower arrangement art, and tea ceremony art." , Etiquette, Dressing, Cultural History, etc. If you take double majors, there are two compulsory courses, including: etiquette, cultural history. The rest are electives, but you must choose three as electives. Once you double major, you must get credits from the Art Division, otherwise graduation will not be granted.”

Leng Yumo listened with some interest, and was a little surprised to hear that Guqin art was independent from music. It seems that Guqin art has a master in the art branch, so I don’t know who it is. .

Hong Feng said randomly: "It's inconvenient here, so I'll choose the Guqin art that is easiest to display." After saying that, Hong Feng's tail ring flashed, and a seven-stringed Guqin made of ancient wood appeared in front of everyone. In his eyes, Hong Feng first laid a blanket on the ground, set up the qin stand and placed it properly, caressed his guqin lovingly, and carefully placed it on the qin stand.The pair of hands that did not match the face caught everyone's eyes. Although they were also fair hands, they had many fine lines and calluses. It seemed that these hands had experienced many accidents. Hong Feng adjusted the pitch, half kneeling on the blanket, With a pious heart, she began to play.A melodious and somewhat sad singing voice slowly flowed out:

Quiet Night Thoughts Can't Be Dispelled
The sound of the wind shatters the shadows of the candles

When the lovesickness is strong, the heart turns light
One day, the floating light of blue light shines on the crystal chain
lovesickness
finger fibrous tortuous involvement
A good night is always short, I only hate long hair
Long hair and long hair, holding hands and sitting watching the moon and the sky

After the song, everyone is still immersed in the dream created by the sound of the piano and singing, deeply unable to extricate themselves.

(End of this chapter)