From the moment Mo Shangjun decided to finish the video for Si Sheng, Mo Shangjun only planned to do it casually.
I didn't intend to make an elaborate model.
However, Yan Tianxing's damn thing successfully aroused Mo Shangyun's competitive spirit and made Mo Shangyun determined to make a perfect machine model.
If you can't hit him to death, you can still vent your anger.
Therefore, after Mo Shangyun left the office, he immediately went to the logistics department and asked for some wood and carpentry tools. Then he said hello to Jiang Qiong and temporarily occupied a vacant room on the first floor that was not usually used.
Then pile all the tools and materials in.
Whenever he has free time, Mo Shangyun will come to this empty room and study his second career.
Things can't be hidden. It's okay to keep talking about it in your own office, but now they have borrowed a room, and the news spread like wildfire, spreading throughout the entire base.
The melon-eaters were in high spirits, anticipating what Mo Shangjun would do.
However, except for Ruan Yan, the rest of the melon-eaters who were happy to watch the show would be turned away. They couldn't even get in and were blocked out.
However, Ruan Yan, the only student allowed in, could not help Mo Shangyun at all.
Ruan Yan is engaged in technology, but what he does is high-tech, and he does not need to rely on physical fitness and skills.
Although he was very interested after reading the design drawings drawn by Si Sheng, he voluntarily gave up this task that was quite difficult for him after half an hour of actively participating in it.
Can't do it.
Ruan Yan has always had a very clear understanding of his profession and abilities.
"night snack."
As soon as it got dark, Ruan Yan carried food to Mo Shangjun's temporary workshop.
"So early?" Mo Shangyun was busy attentively and pointed at an empty space casually, "Put it there."
Putting down the supper, Ruan Yan said: "I have something to be busy with later."
"oh."
Mo Shangjun responded casually.
Usually when Ruan Yan comes over, he just comes over to chat and bring some food or something. After all, it is absolutely impossible for Ruan Yan to work in such a noisy room.
——Even if the person making the noise is Mo Shangjun, there is no need to discuss it.
Ruan Yan bypassed the materials on the floor and came to the exterior shelf set up by Mo Shangjun, and asked doubtfully: "Is it almost done?"
"It's just an outer frame, and we're currently working on the inner parts." Mo Shangyun said, "If the installation goes smoothly, it will be done soon."
The problem is, this thing is really too complicated. If there is no way to control it, it may happen in a month or two.
Moreover, this was the simplified version given to her by Si Sheng. The original version, Mo Shangjun gave up on the afternoon when Yan Tianxing arrived.
Ruan Yan said: "There will be a drill tomorrow."
"Yeah." Mo Shangjun whittled one end of the board and said casually, "I know it well."
No matter how important the exercise is, it is not as challenging as this one.
She had seen Si Sheng assemble these before, but had never tried it herself. Seeing Si Sheng doing it easily, she thought it was not difficult, but when she got her hands on it, she found that it was not the case.
Of course, one thing is that Si Sheng has sufficient tools and equipment. Whatever she wants to make out of a piece of wood, she can easily do it with the help of carpentry tools.
So in Mo Shangyun's view, this step can be omitted.
But now she needs to face this difficulty - she only has the most basic carpentry equipment, and it takes a lot of effort to make a satisfactory board.
She was really out of her mind to think of doing this.
After chatting with Mo Shangjun for a while, Ruan Yan said: "Eat the late night snack while it's hot."
"I haven't had dinner yet."
Mo Shangjun looked to another place and saw that it was the dinner that Ding Jing had brought to her, including a bunch of snacks and other things that Peng Yuqiu had given her attentively to.
After finishing all the things that needed to be done in the afternoon, she dove into the workroom and never left.
Fortunately, the preparation of materials is quickly completed, and then the assembly work can be carried out.
"..."
Ruan Yan twitched the corners of his mouth silently.
In the end, Ruan Yan let Mo Shangyun have dinner first, and then brought the midnight snack back, saying that he would bring her a hot one later.
Mo Shangyun heard this and said it didn't matter, he didn't need to make this trip.
But I don’t know if Ruan Yan heard it.
Because when Mo Shangjun looked up again, Ruan Yan had already walked out of the workroom, and he could not be seen.
*
While waiting for the lights to go out, Mo Shangjun heard footsteps outside the door.
Subconsciously thinking it was Ruan Yan, Mo Shangjun didn't even raise his head when the door was knocked and then pushed open, and he asked directly: "Are you done?"
"No."
What answered her was Yan Tianxing's familiar tone.
Mo Shangjun's hammer moved sideways, and when it hit down, it almost hit her finger.
However, even if it didn't hit her, it still fell on her finger. A layer of skin was directly scratched on her thumb, and blood seeped out in an instant, staining her left thumb red.
"Hold."
Mo Shangjun frowned in pain.
Yan Tianxing, who was standing at the door, saw this scene in front of his eyes and immediately walked in.
Hearing the noise, Mo Shangyun shook his thumb, walked a few steps to the side, picked up the paper and pressed it on his thumb, then looked sideways at Yan Tianxing, and suddenly raised his eyebrows when he saw the midnight snack in his hand.
"Where's Ruan Yan?" Mo Shangjun asked, tilting his head.
"He's still busy."
"You shouldn't call the captain. I'll help you talk to him some other time."
"When did my soldiers listen to you more...come here for dinner."
After looking at her, Yan Tianxing said, walked to a dilapidated small square table and took down all the sundries on it.
Mo Shangjun shrugged, "Just put it there, I'll eat it later."
It's not like he's particular about people and has to eat at the table. Usually when he's busy, Mo Shangjun eats sitting on the floor, which is convenient.
Once something is taken off the table, it has to be put back up again, which is very troublesome.
Seeing that she didn't move, Yan Tianxing frowned and said, "My hand is disabled, what else do you want to do?"