Chapter 4 Height, such a sad thing to avoid, stupid
The lights in the training room were bright, and Miss Veneto walked alone with her hands behind her back, looking at the dazzling array of gym equipment.
After the new owner hired her, she was nominally affiliated with the Northern Maritime Security Protection Company, but she was secretly transferred to the base by Haiti to receive fighter pilot training.
When Zhuang Yan opened the door and came in, his eyes were covered by the light, and he pressed two lights out casually. Then he saw the arrogant warrior who was one meter six or eight tall.
Veneto's body refuses to continue to grow is an indelible fact, but the pride of being a high-speed battle girl makes her unwilling to admit that she is a Lori. So her dress became more and more noble and glamorous.
She delicately wore a black gauze top hat, a black and smooth suit and shawl, with a black skirt, black socks and black gloves, only the slim shirt and short white hair were pure white, plus the white trimmed white on the shawl, the aura was no longer Lori at all, because this back made Zhuang Yan suddenly rise an urge to try to stammer Veneto.
It's like a big brother with authority.
Hearing the lights off, Veneto turned to look at the door, Zhuang Yan saw that she had a pair of bright and warm cherry eyes, and when she blinked, her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings. Her light makeup is ingenious, and others will think that this is a stunning plain makeup. The little red and white twill tie on the slim white shirt adorns everything, and every detail of her is delicately groomed, as if fighting is not her main business, and living proudly and gracefully is what she cares about most.
Zhuang Yan took the physical examination form, and his first thought was, oh little girl, you won't be elegant in any time.
Veneto's first thought was, what is that, the medical form?
Zhuang Yan gently closed the door, knocked on the height and weight measuring instrument beside him with a pencil, and said to Veneto, "Miss Veneto, is it?" Come here, stand on it. β
Zhuang Yan's tone was as casual as counting house slaves.
But that's not what makes Veneto the most angry. What made Veneto most sad and angry was that no one dared to let her "overperform" like Nia did back then, and today, she remembered the fear of being dominated by the scale, and the humiliation she felt in Lori's body.
"Well, that, I just measured it when I came." Veneto pretended not to care, his eyes drifted away, and he lied quietly, "Weighing forty-eight kilograms, one hundred and seventy-two centimeters tall." Alas, I can't help but see chocolate, it's hard to diet. β
"Come up." Zhuang Yan continued to use a pencil to knock on the instrument.
Veneto poked there but couldn't come over, arguing: "Didn't you say let me fly the plane!" Where is the plane, I'll just sit in it, height and weight don't matter, okay! Don't waste time on these superfluous links, sir, just smile and ignore these trivial matters! β
Zhuang Yan, whose internal organs had been scorched to earth by Song Dan, glanced at Veneto speechlessly, then leaned against the wall and began to beat Veneto with data:
"Every centimeter of your height increases, the torque, blood flow, centrifugal force, pressure, and oxygen supply you experience when the aerospace fighter makes combat maneuvers will change, and your weight will also be monitored, because I need to build a mathematical model of this physical data to adjust the transmission design and ...... of the cockpit."
Zhuang Yan suddenly felt so tired, what did I nag her about!
"Come over to me!" Zhuang Yan said rudely, "Will you die if you say it?" Learn from other girls, they weigh themselves in the morning and weigh themselves at night, even when they pass by the pharmacy, they have to jump up and weigh themselves, learn from these strong models! β
Veneto was speechless, feeling like she wanted to refute but couldn't find an excuse to fight back. And this feeling of being at a loss, coupled with Zhuang Yan's fierce and vicious face as the head teacher, made Veneto especially want to put a 380 mm caliber battle gun against Zhuang Yan's chin, and then threaten ferociously: "Why do you want to give my sister another murder?" β
But Veneto didn't bring a ship's suit.
"What are you grinding, this kind of thing has to be faced sooner or later, the fattest girl in my junior high school physical examination was forced to complete the physical examination even if she covered her face and ran away! What's the use of being timid at this time! If I had known, I would have eaten more at home! Zhuang Yan is already arrogant.
When Veneto heard the last sentence, his pretty face sank, and he gritted his teeth and glared at Zhuang Yan with the eyes of the "dead man". Zhuang Yan raised his chin and glared.
Veneto's heart and liver are jumping, his beautiful eyes are drifting away, and he has begun to look for a barbell to take advantage of.
"If I knew I would have eaten more at home! Eat more! Eat some! Ah......" Zhuang Yanyao's voice was still echoing in the room, and Veneto's heart was dripping blood: "How could it be that there was no food!" Of course I did! I've been drinking papaya soup for half a year, and there is no movement at all! Massages are useless! Compared to those women who run into balloons with nutrition, I feel like I'm carrying some kind of curse! Don't pretend to know everything, point fingers there, you know a P! β
The most heartbreaking thing is that these-for-tat rebuttals can't spit out a word, Veneto can only hold back in his heart and scold Zhuang Yan bloody, and then raise his head and continue to endure Zhuang Yan's unscrupulous and self-righteous face.
"You, don't tell anyone to know." Veneto thought about the three chapters of the law.
Zhuang Yan said: "Okay, okay, can you come over and finish your work, there are more than 200 items in the seven major levels in total, don't grind on the simplest projects, okay?" β
Veneto bit his silver teeth, only to feel that Zhuang Yan is particularly annoying now, his expression, demeanor, actions and words all make Veneto have the urge to pick up the barbell and let him kneel down and sing conquest.
"Calm down, calm down." Veneto admonished himself, "I finally found a rare Lori, ahh β
Then she gave in, tugged on her thin black leather gloves, bit her lip and closed her eyes, and walked onto the weight and height scale.
Then she secretly opened her eyes and looked at the data on the dial.
But what she saw was a pencil impatiently tapping the dial: "High heels off." β
Veneto collapsed.
The head can be broken and the blood can flow, and the eight-centimeter high heels can't be lost!
She turned her head and scolded Zhuang Yan: "What high heels, what are you talking about!" It's my ship's outfit, it's an inseparable part of me, and taking it off is as cruel as breaking a unicorn's horn! β
"JimmyChoo's brand is also a shipyard? Famous brand, Miss Veneto? Zhuang Yan ruthlessly pierced.
Veneto bent his knees and looked down, the red high heels he was wearing today were JimmyChoo classics, which were recognized by Zhuang Yan.
She estimated that she had taken off her shoes and had to raise her head to talk to Zhuang Yan.
Miss Veneto blinked her eyes and pleaded: "What does it matter, I wear it everywhere I go, inseparable has become a part of me, I am as sad as leaving my relatives without it, and the world will not be destroyed if I make do with one meter seventy-two." β
Zhuang Yan suddenly felt the need to be rough to improve efficiency.
"Even if you don't take off your shoes when you take a shower and sleep, you have to take off your shoes when you fly an aerospace fighter. Don't talk nonsense. Zhuang Yan's words made Veneto's eyes widen, and his red pupils couldn't wait to stare at Zhuang Yan to death.
When Veneto's girl's heart was ruthlessly broken, Zhuang Yan lowered his head and puffed on the physical examination form, muttering and complaining: "The worst is only one meter six, how bad can the situation be." Aren't destroyers all like that. β
"My sister is a battleship, a high-speed battleship with the strongest data! You're the expellation! Veneto shouted angrily, pushed Zhuang Yan to the ground, and then jumped on Zhuang Yan's belly, stepping on Zhuang Yan's feet to the sky, shouting while jumping: "You are the expellation!" You are the expellation! Your whole family is an eviction! β
"Miss Veneto?" In the real world, Zhuang Yan was dangling a pencil in front of Veneto in a daze.
"Huh?" Veneto came back to his senses from his fantasy.
"You'll have to take off your top hat." Zhuang Yan said, "That thing will affect the sensitivity of the instrument." β
"Oh, good." Veneto was angry in his heart, and became much more rational, consciously took off his little hat, bent down to take off his high heels, and stood on the instrument with a dead heart.
Zhuang Yan stretched out his head to look at the dial and recorded the data: "One meter six tall." Weight forty-one. Awesome. β
"Huh? Yes? Isn't it awesome? When Miss Veneto heard this logic for the first time, she was stunned and asked, "Can you tell me why?" β
"First, the lower the mass and the smaller the inertia, the more options there are when designing the cockpit and the protection system, and the adaptability and freedom of a small driver is better than that of a large one. Second, in the traditional aviation concept, every gram of mass sent into space will consume tens of thousands of yuan of fuel, so small and high-quality astronauts have always been the first choice to meet. Zhuang Yan comfortably recorded the data on the meter, because he felt relieved that he was not brainless, "And you, Miss Veneto, have the qualifications we could not ask for." β
Veneto felt himself a few grams lighter, a little fluttery, and then said solemnly, "Oh, I see. β
"Fate favors the flexible and delicate body. The dinosaurs were so big that they were still extinct. Zhuang Yan climbed down the pole, he knew the little girl's mind too well.
"yes, what's the good thing." Veneto echoed solemnly, and his heart was happy to death.
"But no one wants the little ones." Zhuang Yan slyly bit this sentence and didn't say it. Then after the recording, Zhuang Yan took out a cigarette and wanted to light it, paused when he lit the light, and glanced at Veneto: "Do you hate the smell of smoke?" β
Veneto pulled out a thin, silver-white box and opened it, revealing a neat and leisurely row of slender ladies' cigarettes.
"It depends on the brand." Veneto leaned over to borrow the fire, and then smiled: "But your words, it doesn't matter. β
"My pleasure." Zhuang Yan was overjoyed, accompanied by smokers, only to feel that the smoke and depression accumulated in his chest were sprayed into the air with this mouthful of smoke, and dissipated faintly in the sight of the two.
Zhuang Yan felt a little more comfortable, he needed someone to accompany him.
"Girls who smoke have a different flavor." Zhuang Yan didn't have anything to say, and he couldn't help but tease Veneto again, "Of course, the flavor I'm talking about is not the smell of smoke." β
"It's the first time I've smoked in front of someone, and I usually smoke alone." Veneto gracefully and naturally held the elongated cigarette holder, raised his head and spit lightly, as if creating a work of art, and then immediately revised his words: "It's not because you're special, but because you're going to get along forever, so it's okay if you know." β
"My name is Zhuang Yan." Zhuang Yan bit the cigarette and stretched out his right hand, which was yellowed by smoke.
βVittorioVenetoγβ Miss Veneto stretched out her jade hand and touched it at Zhuang Yan's fingertips, "I will bother you to help me deal with future affairs." β
After smoking a cigarette in harmony, Zhuang Yan opened the physical examination book, took out a tape measure and said as a matter of course: "So next measure the arm span and measurements." Raise your arms up. β
"Go for your spring and autumn big head dreams!" Veneto pressed the cigarette butt against the medical book.