Chapter 118 Qian Feng's Tsundere!

It's just an ancient book. In Ye Xueyi's impression, the ancient times are all backward. Although there are many outstanding essences, compared with the modern comprehensive science popularization, it must be far behind. What else? Mechanism, although the legend is mysterious, but no reasonable person would believe it, and she didn't believe it either.

Hearing this, Deng Wentao put down the ancient book in his hand, and turned to look at Ye Xueyi, "Don't underestimate the ancients, the wisdom of the ancients is something we can't speculate on, do you know where grandfather's achievements come from? "

"Well?"

Ye Xueyi froze for a moment, wondering why Deng Wentao suddenly asked such a question, didn't it come from his accumulated efforts?

If you want to say who is the person Ye Xueyi admires the most in this life, it may be his grandfather, there is absolutely no one. She also knows the legend of Deng Wentao best.

Deng Wentao said, "Back then, when I was as old as you, my teacher gave me a book and asked me to study it every day without neglecting it. He also told me when the book was rotten and it was so rotten that I couldn't read it anymore. At that time, my teacher was an expert in the field of mechanical engineering at home and abroad, and I did not doubt his words at all. Since then, I have been studying that book every day. It was more than 20 years ago, when I was forty-five years old, I finally turned over that book and couldn't read it again. , also in that year, I realized the consciousness modeling technique from that book."

Ye Xueyi's eyes widened when she heard this. This was the first time she heard Deng Wentao talk about the origin of consciousness modeling, "Grandpa, what's the name of that book? Why is it so amazing?"

"That book is very common, and it can be bought in many places now, but what my teacher gave me back then was the full version of his handwritten book." Deng Wentao looked out the window, as if recalling, for a moment, then turned to Turning to look at Ye Xueyi, "That book is called "Mo Jing"!"

"Mojing?" Ye Xueyi was stunned for a moment, "Is that the Mojing that you have been asking me to read, Grandpa?"

Deng Wentao nodded slightly, "Although there are only six volumes in the Mohist Classics, the epistemology, logic, time, space, material structure, mechanics, optics, acoustics, algebra, geometry... contained in it can be said to be all-encompassing, and it can be called the general outline of mechanics. My consciousness modeling technique is derived from it."

Ye Xueyi was already quite surprised. Deng Wentao asked her to read "Mojing" since she was able to read, but in her opinion, it was just an ordinary reader. How can I hear that the consciousness modeling technique is from the Mojing? How could she not be surprised that such a powerful thaumaturgy is hidden in that book that can be bought anywhere?

After a pause, Deng Wentao said, "You still don't understand the profoundness of Mo Jing. Today's "Mo Jing" was collected and compiled by Liu Xiang, a writer of the Western Han Dynasty. There are only sixty-three Mohist scriptures collected in the Mohist Classics. It is a pity that this "Tiangong Creation" is from the tomb of the Warring States Period, and it must be more complete than the Mohist Classics. My consciousness modeling skills have already touched Once you reach the shackles, you can't easily go any further, if you want to make a breakthrough, I'm afraid you have to find the answer from this "Creation of Heaven."

It turned out that this is how the consciousness modeling technique came about. Ye Xueyi was very surprised, and secretly decided in her heart that she must study the Mojing carefully in the future. Her talent is not bad, but her attainments in the consciousness modeling technique are limited. It was just scratching the surface, especially after hearing Deng Wentao talk about the incredible ability of consciousness modeling, for the first time in her life, she had such a strong interest in this boring technique that she had practiced since she was a child.

"teacher……"

Just as he was about to say something, a loud shout came from outside, followed by a burst of chaotic footsteps, the door of the study was pushed open, and Qian Feng rushed in extremely excitedly.

"Reckless, how decent is it?" Deng Wentao frowned. He had high hopes for this apprentice, and at the same time, the requirements were the strictest.

Qian Feng froze and laughed dryly, but he still couldn't suppress his excitement, "Teacher, I have finished the character you arranged, and the defect of the overdrive engine has been completely repaired."

"Really?" Ye Xueyi exclaimed, her face was full of joy, and her eyes were shining brightly.

"Well, I used the consciousness modeling technique to deduce it dozens of times, and everything works normally." Qian Feng nodded vigorously, breathing a little short of breath with excitement.

"Why are you so excited?" Deng Wentao scolded, with an extremely calm expression, "Bring me the blueprint."

Qian Feng quickly handed over the blueprint in his hand and unfolded it in front of Deng Wentao, "Teacher, look, this problem is actually very simple. I only replaced six parts, and the problem was solved."

Without listening to Qian Feng's explanation, Deng Wentao looked at the blueprint for a while, closed his eyes slightly, and consciously modeled in his mind. After a brief deduction, he opened his eyes with a bit of satisfaction in his eyes, "Very good, It's been repaired!"

With that said, he put the drawings back on the table.

"Brother Qian Feng, you are amazing, I knew you would do it." Ye Xueyi was overjoyed. Now that Qian Feng has completed the restoration first, doesn't that mean that she has already won the bet with Su Hang?

Hearing Ye Xueyi's praise, Qian Feng's heart was as sweet as honey. Unfortunately, he didn't know what Ye Xueyi was thinking. If he knew that she was happy because she won the bet and could ravage Suhang as much as she wanted, he really wouldn't know. How should I feel.

"Grandpa, does Brother Qian Feng win?" Ye Xueyi looked at Deng Wentao.

Deng Wentao nodded slightly, "It's half the battle."

"Half? How come it's only half?" Not only Ye Xueyi, but even Qian Feng was a little confused. If you win, you win, and if you lose, you lose. Why is there a reason to win half.

Deng Wentao said, "Didn't Su Hang say that he has already completed the restoration? Who is ahead and who is behind, who is better and who is worse, who wins and who loses, we have to see Su Hang's drawings."

The expression on Qian Feng's face froze, looking a bit ugly, "Teacher, Su Hang has also completed the restoration?"

"I think he's probably bragging." Before Deng Wentao could speak, Ye Xueyi began to complain.

Deng Wentao waved his hand, "It doesn't matter whether what he said is true or not, I will know when I read his drawings."

Hearing what Deng Wentao said, Ye Xueyi had nothing to say, and a trace of worry surged in her heart.

"Don't worry Xueyi, I won't lose." Qian Feng is full of confidence, with a bit of arrogance and indifference between his brows. Perhaps, in his eyes, Su Hang's small role is not worthy of being his at all. opponent.

Ye Xueyi was a little relieved, but still apprehensive.