Azur Lane: Traveling through time and becoming a Siren!

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After the military training.

Just in time for Saturday and Sunday.

The class schedule has been arranged during these two days of vacation.

School uniforms were also distributed.

After receiving the school uniform, Jiang Mengyue returned to the dormitory immediately.

Take it apart and put it on.

A light yellow youthful girl's outfit with a collar and a plaid skirt underneath.

It feels very comfortable to touch and wear.

Xiao Qinglan, who was exercising on the balcony, gave some comments.

All I got was the word "good-looking".

After Lin Xiaqi came back from collecting the school uniform, he said, "Which college student wears a school uniform these days?"

"Only when you are a kid will the school require you to wear a uniform."

Jiang Mengyue asked in confusion: "Since no one wears school uniforms, why do school uniforms still exist?"

Lin Xiaqi sealed the school uniform intact and said, "Having it is one thing, not having it is another."

"But you do look good in it. This school's uniform is pretty good."

Finished packing clothes.

Everyone got their own drink from the coffee machine.

Enjoy the delicious food brought by Siren Technology while doing your own things.

After Xiao Qinglan finished exercising, she began to "involve" in preparing for the next course she would study.

Lin Xiaqi seemed to be looking at some business documents.

From time to time, I would make a few phone calls to talk about things that others couldn't understand.

Helophon is probably in the cafeteria right now.

And Jiang Mengyue, had played games in the morning.

Now I’m drawing on a whim.

{I watched some good anime recently, and the ending was so tragic.}

{Draw a happy and sunny family portrait.}

While Jiang Mengyue was painting, she was also preparing for the competition.

She wanted to try it without restrictions on this body.

Pushing this body to its limits will allow you to create at a very fast pace.

If it weren’t for the fact that all the electronic devices related to painting in my hands were from Siren technology.

It had already broken down due to Jiang Mengyue's pressure.

The increase in speed has allowed Jiang Mengyue to draw in just over ten seconds, complete the line draft in just over ten seconds, and color in one minute.

At exactly two minutes, a complex and beautiful secondary creation appeared.

After confirming that there is no problem, upload it to the dynamic through the social account.

Such a fast speed made Lin Xiaqi notice something strange.

Lin Xiaqi temporarily stopped what he was doing and began to observe Jiang Mengyue.

Jiang Mengyue felt that drawing only one picture was not enough.

So I thought about trying to make a short video.

But her current software does not have the relevant functions to help her make short videos.

Jiang Mengyue directly transformed herself into a programmer and started writing code through the host.

After the writing is completed, it is translated using the host, and Jiang Mengyue's painting software is updated.

After the update is complete.

Jiang Mengyue picked up the digital pen and began to create the second work at a rapid speed.

After observing for a while, Lin Xiaqi thought Jiang Mengyue was copying the video.

After all, this painting speed is unimaginable for an ordinary person like her.

Lin Xiaqi stood up and walked to Jiang Mengyue, watching carefully for a while.

I found that Jiang Mengyue didn’t seem to be watching the video.

"Wait a minute, Xiao Jiang, what are you doing?"

Jiang Mengyue, who was concentrating on her work, was startled by Lin Xiaqi and the lines she drew were all crooked.

This made Lin Xiaqi completely confirm that Jiang Mengyue was painting at an inhuman speed!

Indeed, Jiang Mengyue is not a human being...

But this is too outrageous.

"I'm so scared. What else can I do? Draw."

Jiang Mengyue pointed at the screen with a pen.

"No, sister, your speed..."

Shocked, Lin Xiaqi called out to Xiao Qinglan, "Over there, stop rolling up your sleeves and come and see how Xiao Jiang draws."

"Drawing?" Xiao Qinglan put down the book, stood up and walked to the two of them.

"What's wrong? Is there anything you want to show?"

Xiao Qinglan looked at the unfinished product on the screen.

"You draw very well. Are you preparing for the competition? You're working very hard, Xiao Jiang."

Xiao Qinglan thought about the painting techniques she had learned in the crash course and secretly compared her past works with Jiang Mengyue's.

But because Jiang Mengyue's paintings are still semi-finished, there is no way to make much comparison.

Lin Xiaqi said: "Xiao Jiang, please continue, we will watch for a while."

Jiang Mengyue realized that her skills were being admired by others.

I feel a little proud.

She picked up a digital pen and began her performance.

Xiao Qinglan, who came to watch, changed her expression from indifferent to surprised to shocked in just a dozen seconds.

"No, Xiao Jiang, did you open it?"

Jiang Mengyue did not reply, but ended the "battle" in just one minute and completed her work.

She turned around to look at the two people who were shocked and said proudly, "What's the matter with opening or not? This is called talent. This is the result of hard work and sweat."

Lin Xiaqi said: "You are definitely crazy, I have only seen robots draw like this in movies."

If you think about it carefully, this is really how robots in science fiction movies are drawn.

Afterwards, the two began to lament the differences in configuration between the two sides.

Comparing people to computers, the higher the configuration, the more outrageous, powerful, and capable the person is.

The configuration of the ship girl is beyond the reach of the two of them.

After all, they all know that ship girls can react to artillery shells.

The ship girl was hit by a cannon but dodged it easily.

When a person is hit by a bullet, he is torn into pieces before he even realizes it.

This was reflected when I saw Jiang Mengyue playing games before.

Jiang Mengyue makes up for all her shortcomings in gaming by sheer skill.

It's just like what's being discussed online: "What would happen if my reaction speed was ten times faster than the average person?"

Jiang Mengyue seemed to have really done it.

Xiao Qinglan exclaimed: "Why are the ship girls so powerful? Now we can see that each one of them is a superman."

Thinking about the upcoming competition, Lin Xiaqi said, "Xiao Jiang, if you continue to paint at this speed... those 'new recruits' really can't beat you."

As he spoke, Lin Xiaqi looked at Xiao Qinglan.

It is obvious who the "new recruit" is.

Xiao Qinglan rolled her eyes at Lin Xiaqi and said, "I didn't participate in the competition, and I really can't beat Jiang Mengyue. How can we compare?"

"If I compare myself to Jiang Mengyue, I haven't even drawn a few lines, or I haven't even thought about it, but Jiang Mengyue has already finished it."

Jiang Mengyue thought about the future and said with anticipation: "I will go all out in this competition, just to become the ancestor of the sect!"

Sect ancestor???

Lin Xiaqi and Xiao Qinglan were somewhat confused about Jiang Mengyue's goal.

But soon, they both understood what Jiang Mengyue meant.

"The strongest in the department. He never comes out of seclusion during normal times, but once he comes out, he sweeps away everything, right?" Lin Xiaqi said.

"Yeah." Jiang Mengyue nodded.

Lin Xiaqi thought that if Jiang Mengyue really went all out at that time...

That picture...

And future developments...

Lin Xiaqi looked embarrassed, "Hiss..."

After thinking for a while, she advised: "Xiao Jiang, I know what you mean, but... I still don't recommend you to use your full strength..."

"After all, the participants are ordinary people. You feel good about frying fish like this, but the place is a mess. It will be difficult to clean up later."

"It may also expose your identity as a ship girl."

"Even if you don't expose yourself, you should be famous."

"Unless the school's top management helps you again."

"Or you can wait for another year or half a year until I take control of the student union. I will personally arrange for you for the next competition."

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