Chapter Thirteen I'm Not Interested in Ordinary Machinery
"These are just some basic guidelines. Don't put too much pressure on yourself, just relax." Stringer carefully guided on the conductor's podium.
Yu Chen nodded, and then eagerly began to browse the text on the big screen, his eyes constantly passing by the important words.
These precious materials are knowledge that Yu Chen cannot usually obtain.
At Canghai College, the only knowledge that Yu Chen could acquire was various scientific theories acquired in class.
But the school says nothing about the human form.
How could Yu Chen let this great opportunity pass by?
"Okay, stop, young man." String String turned off the big screen under Yu Chen's reluctant eyes, "The next step is the practice session. Novices, don't be afraid of making mistakes. Teacher, I'm not short of money."
"Oh, by the way. I forgot to ask you, which of the three professions do you want to be?" String String's question caught Yu Chen off guard.
"I want to become a machine maker and create a humanoid girl independently."
"The ideal is very fulfilling. But as a direct disciple of the top mechanical manufacturer of the Spirit of Creation Machine, how can you lower your sights?" String String said happily.
"Okay, let's set a small goal first and try to make an innovative creation of our own design. Of course, the human form is best."
"Innovative Creation?"
"Yes, the most important thing in creating new things is creativity. You must have an innovative spirit and make something unique." The strings slowly came down from the conductor's podium.
"I see the cute look on your face, and I know you haven't adapted to this profession yet." String String walked to an alloy door in the upper right corner of the base, "Come to my studio and have a look."
Stringer pressed his left palm on the palm recognition machine nearby, and the light blue door opened in response.
Yu Chen and Ling Si quickly followed.
String's studio is a bit like Yu Chen's room, it's not big but it's very cleverly laid out.
A workbench the size of an ordinary desk is filled with precision instruments of all sizes, as well as a pile of gears and refined metals.
There is a mechanical arm placed on the left hand side, surrounded by thick armor plates. It looks like a missile, ready to launch.
There is a pile of confidential data on the right hand side, all written with special invisible ink and stamped with a special seal.
The top of the wall is covered with design drawings of various waste products, and some have structural points marked with red markers.
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It has a mechanical punk style.
There were many strange devices placed on the ground that Yu Chen had never seen before, some of which were only half completed, while the other parts of the body were not yet completed.
What interests Yu Chen the most is that there is a mechanical puppet placed in the corner whose upper body is almost exactly the same as a human being. The lower body has lost the legs that humans should have. Only a few worn-out wires are hanging down powerlessly, which is very artistic.
Stringer covered Yu Chen's eyes with his hands to prevent Yu Chen from continuing to observe.
"Those are all failures, young man, don't rush for success, do everything step by step." String string showed unexpected seriousness when teaching people, "Make the items first, and then consider the human form. I
I don’t want you to waste time on detours like me.”
Although Yu Chen spent a whole year with String String during his part-time job, there were indeed many things about String String that Yu Chen didn't understand.
"I brought you here to see this." String finger pointed at something that looked like a rice cooker at Yu Chen's feet.
If Xing Xing hadn't pointed it out specifically, Yu Chen would have really thought of it as a rice cooker.
"I developed this specially a month ago. Unfortunately, I felt it had no use value and couldn't bear to throw it away, so it has been kept there." Stringer said lightly.
"Teacher's innovative creation?" Yu Chen held up the thing that looked like a rice cooker, "What is this?"
"It's called the Talent Insight Instrument. As the name suggests, it's a tool that allows you to check your talents and see what you're suitable for and what you're good at."
"How can such a powerful creation be said to be useless, and deliberately placed in a corner? Mass production of this kind of instrument must be very valuable." Yu Chen looked at the string instrument in confusion.
"I have overlooked an important issue from the beginning of the design of this thing." Stringer said lightly, "Let me tell you in advance, if you are talented in this kind of thing, you will definitely do it? What you really want to do is what you are naturally good at.
Is it necessarily the same? Is there anyone who has a stable job and can use an instrument to test their talents, and can they willingly change their current stable job? "
"Although there are indeed people who want to know their talents in advance, success is achieved by one percent talent and ninety-nine percent hard work. The key is your own hard work. For example, I may not be good at doing humanoid work.
I am a mechanical manufacturer, but I have worked harder than others to reach where I am today. From my selfish point of view, I do not hope
This instrument was invented by me."
"Really? Sorry, I didn't think about it that much."
"It's not your fault. There is no completely right side in this matter. I just hope that you can think dialectically about the two sides of various novel creations in this era of rapid development of science and technology." String thought for a moment,
He scratched his chin and said, "Sorry, I went off topic again."
"It doesn't matter, Master, what you said does make sense." Yu Chen said.
"Ahem, let's get back to the topic. Innovative creation is to use the original objects to improve them according to your own goals, so that they can be sorted, combined, and changed according to your own thinking."
"So, is this teacher's improved version of the rice cooker from the last century?"
"Uh, this is not a rice cooker, this is just a helmet." Stringer's eyes seemed to be shooting out of fire.
"Teacher, I was wrong." Yu Chen realized that his language was inappropriate.
String String glanced at the time on the big screen.
7:15
"That's it for today. You have to go to school from Monday to Wednesday, so you can come here on Thursday and Saturday." String String stretched, "Teacher, I have been busy all day and I need to take a rest."
"Okay, teacher, I'm leaving."
"Wait a minute, I'll bring you something good back." String String stopped Yu Chen who was about to leave.
String Stringer rummaged through the boxes in the studio and searched for a long time before finally walking out with a bag of parts and a few drawings.
"These are discarded parts that are of no use to me. You can use them to practice. These are the drawings I designed before. You can refer to the drawing methods and design what you want to make." Stringer explained carefully, and then held the hand
Leave the parts and drawings to Yu Chen.
"Okay, I'll explore it myself when I have free time."
Yu Chen made a promise.
Xing Xin walked out of the secret passage with Yu Chen and Ling Si.
Open the locked gate, and the Central Commercial Street still exudes colorful light at night.
"Remember not to tell outsiders what is going on here. I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble. Goodbye, young man and little girl." String beckoned.
Yuchen and Lingsi said goodbye politely and left the Melody Repair Shop.
"I hope my eyes can be right for once, don't you think so, God." Stringer raised his head and looked at the sky.