In fact, no matter what Chen Yanli said, looking at the past when she met him, it seemed like this was true.

He is indeed the "always".

But the key to the problem was a circle around at this moment and slipped back to the origin.

He is...

I don't plan to change my tone in the future.

She did not respond in response because she mentioned this.

"You are too close to me..." Sheng Qiang simply said in a different way, and then slowly added, "It makes me itchy."

Originally, the experimental simulation room was separated by small single rooms, and it was more than enough for two people to be here together.

But when it comes to using your body or posing, it seems a little crowded.

Furthermore, what Sheng Qiang said was the truth. From childhood to adulthood, she was most afraid of the itch that she would not yell. The heavy scratch could tolerate, and the light would not do anything at all.

If something is slightly brushed in a specific place, the feeling will be very obvious, a bit like being washed and then faintly fainted. In the past, in the small town of Jiangnan, willow catkins floated around in spring, falling into the air and flying toward her face by the wind, she could sneeze from time to time all day long.

Even the eyelashes were choked, which made the residents of the town say that Sheng Qiang was made of water whenever they saw her coming out to make rice wine.

This is also the reason she can immediately sense every time Chen Yanli gets closer and before she can do anything.

"Okay." Chen Yanli became easy to talk again now, and it didn't really happen, but he responded in a moment.

He maintained his previous posture with both hands, stood up slightly, and then put his eyes on the computer screen to see the three-dimensional model she was operating just now.

Yu Guangli, the shimmer on the computer screen highlights his smooth contoured side face.

He just watched it, his eyes falling.

When Chen Yanli didn't speak, there was an inexplicable magic that could attract others to sink into.

But the fact is that there were only three or four lines on the screen, because the two of them just now had not had time to perform their conversations when they came from the group homework.

I don't know what he is watching, but he is so focused.

Sheng Qiang was calming down. When he was thinking about how to complete this team assignment, the bar of her exclusive name in the upper right corner of the computer screen slowly jumped.

This is the internal class system of Hang University. Red is a warning, and green is a light-hearted person.

The current status bar is beating green.

She was named.

Han Shu operated remotely on the teacher's computer, opened a seat at will, thinking of giving everyone a demonstration later, and then he picked up a few more people in a similar manner. Commonly known as classroom interaction.

The old professor's voice slowly came from the podium microphone and floated above the entire simulation classroom-

"The seat is now operating Sheng Qiang, right? That's it. I'll give you another ten minutes. I'll put the three-dimensional design drawings you made for the whole class later. I'll give you some comments. If there is no big problem, you can hand in the homework directly into the system later, which is considered to be a successful correction."

Han Shudundun, "I just gave you some time, now there should be a general framework?"

How could Sheng Qiang say that she still only had three or four lines? She grabbed the transmission microphone next to the computer and replied, "...Well, I'll do my best."

After responding, the old professor immediately selected several students.

Sheng Qiang didn't dare to distract himself anymore and did it with concentration.

Only ten minutes are still a bit too short.

Sheng Qiang was originally very unfamiliar with this part. In the last three minutes when she was about to end, her hand holding the wireless mouse was gently patted.

"You have a prototype, I'll help you refine it? Soon." Chen Yanli asked her, but the movements in her hands were not hesitant.

This...is an alternative compensation for the chat with her just now?

The main reason is that Chen Yanli is indeed a big shot in aerospace engineering, which is obvious to everyone.

Sheng Qiang looked at him and said "yes".

The main reason is that she felt that no matter whether she should or not, Chen Yanli had already begun.

She wanted to stand up and facilitate his operation - and then she was pressed down by Chen Yanli again.

He still maintained his half-standing posture.

Sheng Qiang did not move anymore, and slightly made room for him to go to the side.

Chen Yanli was indeed very fast. He pulled out the film keyboard and typed a code with a complex formula on it.

He put his black hair on his forehead, and his face was still lazy and casual, but the movements in his hands were the opposite.

The long fingers move slightly, and the wrist bones protrude with distinct joints. A set of smooth operations is like a sharp sword being sheathed, and the finishing is particularly clean and neat.

In less than a minute, he parsed the entire model map.

By the way, I used the three-dimensional mode required by Han Shu before, and walked out of the model body with a layer of shell.

Finally, I could free up time and adjust the brush from other software, leaving a handwritten mark of "S" on the blank part of the shell.

The high saturation completion made Sheng Qiang stunned.

Is it a bit too much for him to "cheate" like this blatantly?

Chen Yanli said and refined it, she thought it was just a little aftermath.

Unexpectedly, he improved her original level by at least several levels.

The deadline is almost over, and the computer screen starts to count down for 60 seconds at this time.

Sheng Qiang was just waiting quietly at this moment.

But she stared at the "S" for a while, turned her head and asked him, "Did you add one less letter?"

"SQ" is her.

"S" should be him.

Or it was just that I wrote it smoothly before and didn't change it.

"No more." Chen Yanli glanced at her and responded leisurely.

Then a single word reminded, "Sheng."

Sheng, read Sheng.

This means that S also counts as her.

Sheng Qiang reacted, and the next second, the countdown on the computer screen came to the last three seconds.

Until the time to return to zero—

Sheng Qiang's computer desktop is projected on the screen of every student, straightforward and clear at a glance.

Han Shu looked at the model and couldn't help but praise him.

Although the design drawings are similar, sometimes whether they are smooth, whether the proportions are correctly carried, and whether they can be used accurately to the real world - are all criteria for judgment.

The old professor specializes in this, and he can see a little in his heart at a glance.

Although there are some areas that need improvement in this original framework, other areas are really OK.

"Very good, the completion degree is very high. If I remember correctly, Sheng Qiang is not a major in aircraft engineering and design. This course is actually very difficult for students from other majors. Originally, I asked you students who are not in this major to draw them in full. I didn't expect that there are many people who are hiding dragons and lying tigers."

After all, design is just an introductory one. The repeated calculations before using complex equations are the real difficulty, because there is no error at all.

But just such a model picture is also a surprise.

Han Shu was very satisfied and used an electronic pen to circle it for a while.

Then, his eyes fell on that "S".

The old professor suddenly felt familiar, and his pen tip seemed to be deliberately restrained, which was slightly restrained compared to others.

"Sheng Qiang, is your letter exclusive logo designed?"

Sheng Qiang responded, glanced at Chen Yanli beside him, and said to the microphone, "...it is the abbreviation of the name."

"Okay." Han Shu didn't ask any more, but his interest was so high that he quickly picked someone out, "Hang University is always a place that can surprise me, let's see, this classmate named Ying Tao and Sheng Qiang who just now are from the same major and class. Let's take a look at her model."

As the old professor finished speaking, Sheng Qiang obviously heard a large wail next door.

It is passed steadily through the translucent compartment.

The next second, the wailing landing ended on the computer screen again-

There was only a small mini plane hanging crookedly on Ying Tao's screen, and a peach with enough pinkness was drawn in the sky next to it.

Hanging in the sky, like a moon plate.

Big and round, very eye-catching.

Sheng Qiang: "..."

Old professor: "…"

All students: “…”

A few seconds later, a burst of joy broke out in the classroom.

Sheng Qiang wanted to laugh, but after holding it back for a while, he didn't laugh.
To be continued...