Unfortunately, Su Hang was unable to scan Deng Wentao's information and could not understand the real consciousness modeling method. However, being able to learn a simplified version of the consciousness modeling method from Chu Aiguo was already a profit for Su Hang.

This consciousness modeling method is of great importance to Su Hang's future drawing of the speeding engine. What's more, he also has a learning system that can refine this consciousness modeling method, which will be even more powerful than Deng Wentao's original consciousness modeling method in the future.

Although it is just a primary consciousness modeling method, Su Hang cannot complete consciousness modeling for some items with complex structures, but for some simple items, they can be easily pinched, such as teacups, toothbrushes, tables, chairs, etc. on the table. Basically, just glance at it and you can automatically form three-dimensional figures in your mind, including sizes, and even various symbols are clearly marked.

However, Su Hang cannot complete the modeling of some internal complex things. Take the two speeding engines as an example. The use of consciousness modeling method on them is just the appearance diagram of the speeding engine. As for what the specific construction is, it cannot continue to explore.

Su Hang was not disappointed. The consciousness modeling method obtained from Chu Aiguo may even be a barely primary consciousness modeling. However, how many people can learn Deng Wentao's unique secrets? Moreover, in his hands, the future development of this thing is absolutely limitless. With the help of the God of Learning System, it may be better than Deng Wentao, the original author.

"I just don't know, did Qian Feng learn consciousness modeling?" Su Hang muttered in his heart. Qian Feng is Deng Wentao's complimentary disciple. It is impossible for Deng Wentao to pass on this secret book, right?

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Just as Su Hang was fiddling with the two speeding engines in the rental house, a young man was also tinkering with a pile of iron lumps in an underground laboratory at the Mechanical Department of the University of Science and Technology, with a nervous look on his face. His appearance can only be described as serious, and his expression was like removing a landmine.

"Click!"

Just as Qian Feng was nervously assembling parts on the engine, suddenly the door opened. Qian Feng shook his hand and a small part in his hand fell on the experimental table.

With a frown, Qian Feng's face suddenly became bad. When he was doing the experiment, the most taboo thing was to be disturbed, which simply touched his bottom line. However, this bottom line will still be exceptional to some people.

Some of these people are his teacher Deng Wentao, and the other is Ye Xueyi.

When he turned his head and saw that it was Ye Xueyi, the anger on Qian Feng's face immediately melted like ice and snow, and instead he was filled with a smile.

"Xueyi, why are you here?" Putting down the tools in your hand, Qian Feng looked at Ye Xueyi, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Ye Xueyi smiled, raised the lunch box in her hand, and came over, "Brother Qian Feng, you haven't been back for several days. Grandpa is worried about you and is afraid that you will forget to eat and sleep again, so I asked me to give you some food!"

"Thank you for your concern."

Qian Feng rubbed his forehead, and then he felt a little hungry in his abdomen. He quickly took off his gloves and walked over, took the lunch box from Ye Xueyi's hand, and put it on the table to feast.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Ye Xueyi smiled and walked towards Qian Feng's laboratory bench, her eyes falling on the speeding engine that was about to be completed. "Brother Qian Feng, how are you doing?"

Qian Feng raised his head, holding a mouthful of food in his mouth. Hearing Ye Xueyi's question, he sighed, "The teacher has really given me a problem this time. I guess the defect of the speeding engine was probably left intentionally by the teacher. There are only a bunch of iron lumps, with 542 parts of large and small. Although the teacher clearly pointed out the defects of the engine, no matter which one of these 542 parts will move, it will move the whole body, especially the 34 parts in the defect. Even if the screw size changes slightly, the impact will be huge on the performance of the entire engine."

In the field of mechanics, a trace of 001 mm was used. When Deng Wentao designed the speeding engine, he could be said to have optimized the components of the entire engine to the extreme. It is not as easy as he imagined to find the problem.

Ye Xueyi certainly knew the technical content of this speeding engine. After hearing Qian Feng's words, she was not surprised. "Of course the questions asked by grandpa are not so easy to solve. However, for Brother Qian Feng, this should not be anything, right?"

Hearing Ye Xueyi's praise, a smile appeared on Qian Feng's face involuntarily, "I have thought of twelve solutions these days, but through conscious modeling, it was identified as a failure. However, these failures have pointed me out the general direction. This is the thirteenth experiment. I have modified the size of three of the parts. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be possible this time."

When Ye Xueyi heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up, "Really? Brother Qian Feng, eat quickly, come and try it after eating."

"Why are you so anxious?" Qian Feng was a little happy when he heard this. It seemed that Ye Xueyi was still very concerned about him.

He likes Ye Xueyi, which is something that anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance, including his teacher Deng Wentao, but he just didn't say it and let them develop freely. But Ye Xueyi seemed to be too nervous and could be felt by others, but she couldn't feel it or felt it, but she was just deliberately avoiding it.

He liked Ye Xueyi's admiring look when he looked at him, which was one of the reasons why he kept trying to achieve success. However, from Ye Xueyi's eyes, he could only see worship and could not see anything beside him. This made him feel distressed all the time. However, he believed that as long as he continued, this worship would one day undergo a qualitative change and give birth to the kind of feelings he had always wanted.

Ye Xueyi heard this and said, "You don't know, I made a bet with that guy Su Hang, you must not lose to that bad guy."

"Su Hang?" Qian Feng frowned when he heard this. Somehow, the name was spoken from Ye Xueyi's mouth, which made him feel a little unhappy instinctively.

Ye Xueyi nodded without any awareness, "That's right, Brother Qian Feng, you must beat him. Then I will cook a big pot of fat intestines for him to have a satisfying meal. Haha, thinking about the bad guy's expression at that time, it must be very happy."

"Su Hang!"
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