"I didn't come up with this theory." Jonny laughed at this. "This kind of argument has been repeatedly mentioned in the more than 400 years of human history of Emperor Wu, and there are even special schools of scholarship in the Qilian Twin Academy, and even in the Yulian Hezhong, which regards the feather god as an absolute belief, there are some historians who agree with this theory."

"Then why have I never heard of these so-called genres?" Roger said strangely.

"I don't know...... But maybe that's why you've always had a bookworm long in your mouth for the past three years? Jonny pursed his lips and smiled at him.

"Yo ho, do you still hold a grudge for this?" Roger was surprised.

"Of course, every day, I shiver." Jonny continued to laugh.

"Less." Roger naturally didn't believe it. "But when it comes to nicknames, 'Old Bustard' and their ones have given you several in a row, don't you have any opinion on this?"

"Let them go." Jonny said. "The more you care, the more outrageous they will be nicknamed, and I think you know that by now."

"Isn't it?" Roger agreed with a sad face. "And there are also hecklers who specialize in tricks and black sticks, and they immediately reveal their true colors at the first opportunity, and friendship and nostalgia are just stories in books for them." He deliberately squinted at Johnny.

"Hey, I've got this textbook." Jonny raised the book in his hand and raised it at the blonde youth.

"Really? What's written in there? Do you fall into a well and cross a river to tear down a bridge? Oh, and maybe disguise and betrayal, but I didn't know they could have put these books in a book for people to look at. "Roger now remembers everything on 'Luo Ji Peak'.

"Just to make a little joke, Roger, you're taking this insignificant nickname too seriously." Seeing this, Jonny had to fight haha.

"yes, a lifetime codename, and only nerds and fools think it's insignificant." Roger hurt his friend, and the latter, who was at a loss, quickly nodded yes.

Jonny closed the book in his hand and lay on the bed with his arms on his back like Roger, his eyes staring at the snow-white ceiling above him.

"But I think Da Luo's nickname is pretty good." Jonny said. "It reminds me of a football star from the past." He smiled at the ceiling.

"Football?" Roger, however, was clearly not interested in this. "Of the people I know, except Ben. Outside of Jordan, who would have any interest in that kind of exercise that only moves the feet and does not use the hands? He tilted the corners of his mouth in disdain, pulled the pillow under his head, and placed his free hands on his chest.

"It's none of that sport, Roger, I just want you to know that it's a pretty good nickname, and you shouldn't be worrying about it all day." Noticing Roger's uneasiness, Jonny still tries to comfort him.

"How so? Not for this, JFK. Roger told his friend a little helplessly.

"Why?" Jonny didn't understand.

"It's not what Tianfang said." Roger said.

"Tianfang? Oh......" Jonny nodded, his heart lit up for a moment, knowing that this was another attack of his friend's sense of crisis. Groping, competing, troughing, chasing, unlike him who seems to be at ease with any project, similar to Roger's sometimes nervous situation, in this Yinmeng's premier flying military school, it has really become a microcosm of the learning and training of most cadets.

is different from the step-by-step Newton high school career, or the fierce battles in the passionate high school league, even for him, everything he has experienced here along the way is a new life experience.

Join the Flight Academy, stride upright, stand straight, put your toes together, and hold your chin high; Tumbling in the mud, struggling in the pouring rain, raising the gun on the shooting range to aim, practicing again and again until the first bullet was successfully fired; They are in Bruno. In the midst of Gunther's rude and high-pitched scolding, they finally became qualified Silver League navy, wearing white trimmed indigo military uniforms, standing in the square in front of the Rollschild Building to be inspected by the top brass of the Military Council.

When Jonny took the stage as the freshman representative with the first grade in the overall data of the preparatory students, I wonder if it was because of the relationship of his father, Robert, who has become a key member of the current cabinet, the chief of staff Tommy . General Hodge stepped forward and took the initiative to shake hands with him for thirty seconds.

"It's not easy, it's not easy." "Amazing, amazing." The old man, whose eyes shone with sparkle of wisdom, repeated these two sentences over and over again, his expression was too serious for Jonny to discern what he really thought, but at that time he had no time to make any further inferences about it, and like all the naval recruits in attendance, his heart was full of the thirty-six-story Neumann Building. Because after the next military parade and the ceremony, they are already considered official cadets, and they can be qualified to move out of the dormitory of more than a dozen people who do not see the light of day and is full of sweat, and enter the formal cadet dormitory with two people, full of air conditioning and heating, clean and dusty, and even able to enjoy the scenery of the mountains by the windowsill.

In the past six months or so, in the Belier, the famous military academy city of the Silver Alliance, the feeling of fullness and tension has always accompanied them, and the sense of crisis that is afraid of being withdrawn from training has only been slightly alleviated because of the smooth entry into the official list of the fourth squad.

As a team with the best student quality, the four classes a year have always been full of people in the past six months, and the student roster has not known how many times it has changed.

The supreme law of survival of the fittest is reflected in the ranking of the measured data and test results in each subject, and not in the scope of a small team, but in the entire fledgling brigade of all five hundred cadets.

This selection mechanism, which Chen Tianfang called the 'careerist game', is intended to stimulate the sense of competition among outstanding students, to fully tap all their potentials as much as possible, and to enable the academy to always have the best among the 2,000 students in the four brigades.

As a veteran pilot training military school, the Belier Flight Academy has always maintained a good cooperative relationship with the various silver alliance fleets, especially the fighter boat brigades under its jurisdiction, and they invite the star-level pilots of the fighter groups to guide the cadets of the four brigades every academic year.