At this time, a huge temple, a handsome man stood quietly. In this empty hall, www.biquge.info silence is incomparable, full of incomparably lonely atmosphere.

"Alas......" A light sigh appeared in the main hall, the man closed his eyes, and said to himself: "Is it still a failure, I didn't expect that even you didn't succeed." ”

In his hand, a golden plaque, which had been shattered, had lost its color. This is the color of death, and when the golden sign loses its color, their souls will return to the astral spirits.

And on Mars, this event is also noticed by many people. As a result, a radius of dozens of miles in this area has become a forbidden place, and many flying cars have also converged in this place.

Of course, that's an afterthought.

At this time, Xia Ling was lying on the bed alone. This time, Xia Ling did not live in the dormitory, but returned to his nest. Now he held the stone in his hand and looked at it carefully.

At night on Mars, it's still a little scorching. There is no winter on all of Mars, and the temperature here is about the same as the equator on Earth.

However, the starry sky of Mars is still beautiful, and in the sky without haze, the stars shine brightly and fill the entire sky. The starry sky on Mars is always clearer than on Earth.

And the stone reflected in Xia Ling's hand is even more dazzling.

I have to say that this stone is very strange, it is not like a stone when it is said to be a stone, it is not like a jade stone, and it is not a metal crystal. Xia Ling held the stone in his hand and felt the texture on it.

Under the reflection of the starry sky, Xia Ling could see the beautiful starry sky inside this stone, as if it was really a universe, and Xia Ling felt that there was a force on it that was closely connected with himself.

It's not good to always call this thing a stone, Xia Ling gave this stone a name, called Xingyuan.

This mysterious star source Xia Ling didn't want to know how he came here, nor did he want to know who wanted to get him. All Xia Ling has to do is put him on.

And when I came to the academy the next day, classes finally began. At the beginning of the new semester, the new students are also full of expectations for the university, and the whole campus is full of vitality.

Xia Ling and the other three people got together, and in the morning, Xia Ling had already returned to the dormitory. Regarding Xia Ling's elusive whereabouts, now Yang Jilei and Mao Yongxue have long been used to it.

Today is the first time to attend class, and the three of them have come to the classroom for the first time. Because this is the first class in college and the first class in mechanical principles, it is also the most important one.

An old man with gray hair stepped up to the podium of the lecture, an old man in good spirits. Although it looks thin, it is very neat, and the podium, which is not too high, is jumped up.

"Smack." The old gentleman slapped the lectern twice, and the whole classroom suddenly fell silent. The old gentleman nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "You are a group of waste, and you are a group of waste that harms others and yourself." ”

There was silence, and the old gentleman's small eyes were full of contempt, looking down on all the people.

With a bang, the whole classroom exploded. Even some good-tempered students can't help but be indignant. What's more, some hot-tempered classmates, regardless of whether they respect the teacher or not, tear their throats and scold.

Mao Yongxue and Yang Jilei on the side of Xia Ling were also indignant, Yang Jilei had a hot temper, scolding and slapping the table extremely unconvinced, and Mao Yongxue's whole face was red.

Xia Ling felt that it didn't matter, and his master often scolded him. But he didn't take it to heart, like the relationship between the master and himself, it was a happy time.

Although the master also scolded and was severe, he rarely showed a smile to Xia Ling. But Xia Liang knew that his master cared about him, and Xia Ling, who had no father since he was a child, also tasted father's love from his master.

The teacher and the master are equally worthy of respect, Xia Ling couldn't imagine that the teacher just said a boundless word, and many students attacked him in groups, and it seemed that there was no meaning of respecting the teacher.

Since childhood, under the influence of his master, Xia Ling attaches great importance to respecting his teacher. Because he believes that whether it is his master or teacher, even if he scolds him, he has his own reasons.

The sacred profession of a teacher is always not returned because a few individual scum deny the whole group. And Xia Ling could see the smile hidden in his contempt, so Xia Ling felt that he must have a reason.

"Silence!" Xia Ling made a small sound, but the whole class was silent. Sonic Gong, although Xia Ling has not practiced, there is always something involved, and it is no problem to shut up this group of students who are not strong.

Xia Ling sat on the chair and said lightly: "No matter what the teacher says, he has his reasons. And I think the teacher is not untargeted, he definitely has no intention of insulting us, I hope you can keep quiet, at least he is our teacher, respect for the teacher such a Chinese virtue, don't you all have it? ”

After tens of thousands of years, there may be declines and ups and downs, but no matter what time it is, the traditional virtues of China will always be promoted.

Although most of the students are not Chinese, and there are some blonde or dark-skinned people, they do not reject the virtues of Huaxia.

Many people lowered their heads in shame, even Yang Jilei and Mao Yongxue were a little ashamed. However, most of them were still a little unconvinced, but the teacher had already spoken.

He looked at Xia Ling, nodded and said, "Nice young man, what's your name?" ”

"Xia Ling." Xia Ling stood up and replied.

"Well, sit down." The old gentleman nodded and said, "Is it wrong for me to say that you are a group of waste, a group of wastes that harm others and yourself?" That's right, what do you do, what do you study? ”

"Mechanical principles, at present, the most important discipline in the entire universe, are not one of them. You are lucky to be able to enter the Department of Mechanical Principles of Tianhe Academy, because this discipline is also the best subject in our school. ”

"But don't forget what you are now, even if you learn something later, you think you can create the most powerful mech."

The old gentleman sank, and then snapped, "I can tell you clearly, it's a fucking dream." I've seen a lot of genius students who think they've studied mechanics for a few years and think they're self-righteous, thinking they can make the most powerful mechs.

As a result, he couldn't even make a fart, and what he did was rubbish. I know that everyone who is working on it has a dream to create their own mech. I'm not against dreams, but you know how hard it is, and even if I'm standing here now, I can't say I can. ”

"The Tianhe mecha of our school is the crystallization of the wisdom of countless generations, and no one can replace it. Even if it is me, it is very difficult to study our Tianhe mecha thoroughly, let alone create better mechas. ”

"Maybe some of you won't be in our business, but I'll say it again. The mechanical principle is very important, you make a robotic arm, even if it is a decimal point, a little calculation can not be wrong.

Maybe because of your mistakes, a machine will stop working. Because of your mistakes, the stopped work may make the mecha unable to fight, because of your mistakes, the fighters inside the mecha may die on the battlefield, and maybe because of your mistakes, the death of the fighters makes the war lost. ”

"Now do you know how important our work is?"

The old gentleman looked at everyone, Xia Ling understood now, and the other students also understood, they all lowered their heads and pondered, what the old gentleman said was very reasonable, the mechanical principle is a rigorous and rigorous work.

He doesn't allow mistakes and can't make mistakes. What the old gentleman told everyone is that if you want to learn the mechanical principles well, then start from the most basic and study very seriously.

"From now on, it's up to me to teach you what a real machine is?" The old gentleman's wrinkled face showed a faint smile, and he nodded: "My name is Song Jingshan, you can call me Mr. Song." ”

In this way, the first teacher of Xia Ling's first class gave Xia Ling the first lesson.

It was this lesson that let Xia Ling know what the real mechanical principle was, and the things he learned at the earliest time, Xia Ling knew that what he was learning was only the fur of the skin.

Interestingly, because of that speech, Mr. Song also got to know Xia Ling thoroughly, and many questions were also asked to Xia Ling, what Mr. Song didn't expect was that Xia Ling's foundation in mechanical principles was extremely poor.

However, Xia Ling was able to express different views on mechanical principles in other aspects, which made Mr. Song very surprised. At the end of class, Xia Ling was called to the office.

Mr. Song's office is actually a laboratory, full of machinery and experimental instruments, piled up all over the room, making Xia Ling feel a sense of shock.

"Boy, how did you come to this academy, according to your basic ability, it is impossible to come to this academy."

Xia Ling didn't hide it, and said: "Don't hide it from the old man, I haven't been to school since I was a child, and I didn't expect to be able to come here this time." ”

Looking at Xia Ling's appearance, it didn't seem like he was lying, and being able to come to this school without going to school, Mr. Song could probably guess where he came from. However, it still needs to be proven.

Mr. Song looked serious, and then said: "To be honest, I don't like students like you, your foundation is too poor, I don't think you have any achievements in this area." ”

Xia Ling smiled and said: "Actually, I like mechanical principles very much, and my foundation is poor because I know too little about mechanical principles. But as long as I know what I know, I can definitely write it down. And I believe that as long as I study, I will be able to achieve something. ”