Chapter 27: Imitation (II)

In fact, Yuan Ye's crazy driving style is not innate, but through the tempering of life, little by little, when wandering, if you are not crazy, it is impossible to get enough food, and the same is true for the broken magnetic car before driving, if you are not crazy, how can you recruit passengers, and now the crazy driving of the passenger magnetic car is still his most important gimmick.

And the broken notebook that appeared in it played a role in fueling the fire.

Of course, all madness is built on superior driving skills, otherwise it would be looking for death.

Yuan Ye, who tasted the sweetness of crazy driving, was not complacent because of this, but was still on the road of progress, moving forward with difficulty.

Skipping rope 5ooo times a day, Yuan Ye has put it in his training plan, as for the intermediate military gymnastics, Yuan Ye is not in a hurry to learn, he still understands the truth of being greedy and chewing too much. And the rest of the time, Yuan Ye either practiced driving on the passenger magnetic car, or went to study and break notes, in short, the daily training arrangements were full of Yuan Ye's arrangements.

At the end of the 5,000 rope skipping training, Yuan Ye wiped the sweat on his head with a towel and fell on the bed.

After resting for a while, Yuan Ye carefully took out the metal page, and looked at it a few times from time to time, Yuan Ye had almost taken it as a habit.

Yuan Ye couldn't understand a large number of mysterious symbols on the back, so he simply looked at them, and most of his eyes stayed on the two oval patterns on the front.

Now he has basically determined that these two patterns are definitely related to fighter piloting, and they are definitely non-public piloting theories, its value Yuan Ye can't assess, and he doesn't have that ability now, but judging from the craftsmanship of this metal page and the previous camouflage, it should be a very precious thing.

I don't know if it's good or bad to get this thing? Thinking of this, Yuan Ye shook his head helplessly, and his eyes were on the two oval patterns again, now he can basically figure it out, only the outer oval represents the outline of the cockpit of the fighter, and the black dots in the middle represent one operation mechanism after another, so what does the arc connecting these black dots represent?

Yuan Ye has not figured this out, presumably if this problem is clarified, other doubts will be solved, after all, on the two patterns, only the connecting arc has changed, and the other aspects have not moved.

"Dimensional driving theory, what the hell is this thing for?" Yuan Ye muttered to himself.

A young man with silver hair and a black air combat tightsuit slowly came to the principal's door, and he was officially the president of the student union of the Aya Air Combat Academy, ---- MiG, who was also the first air combat master of the Aya Air Combat Academy.

MiG twined his collar slightly, then reached out and pressed the green button on the doorway.

"Come in." A deep voice came from the headmaster's room.

MiG slowly pushed open the door and walked into the spacious principal's room, and then bowed slightly: "Principal, are you looking for me?" ”

The principal of the Aya Air Combat Academy is a middle-aged man who is nearly half a hundred years old, with a square face and a slightly thin body, but his eyes are full of fierceness, and he has a momentum that is not angry but powerful.

At this moment, he was sitting at his desk, his face was not too good-looking, and when he saw MiG standing in front of him, his face changed slightly: "Look at this." The headmaster said, pushing a notice in front of MiG.

MiG picked up the notice and glanced at it, which was a receipt notice from the Traffic Management Bureau to the school, on which more than 20 students of the Air Combat Department were detained by the Traffic Management Bureau for traffic accidents.

"I heard that now the students of the Department of Air Combat are following what crazy driving? Have you heard about this? The headmaster asked word by word.

"I've heard that, I'm working on this matter in the next few days." MiG's face was calm, without the slightest fluctuation, and his leadership temperament was revealed.

"Then this matter will be left to you to deal with, those detained students will be punished somewhat, and in addition, the Bisman Air Combat Division is about to come to the school, such a thing cannot be repeated." The headmaster still spoke unhurriedly, but there was a tone of unquestionable in his words.

"I see." MiG nodded slightly.

On the campus of the Aya Air Combat Academy, the air combat students who imitate crazy driving are still busy, and many senior air combat academies have come to join in the fun. But there has been no progress so far, and in the open field, no matter what they do, it is easy, but on a main road with heavy traffic, it is not the same. Many of them are even certified as Cadet II Pilots.

However, not every student of the Department of Air Combat will buy the accounts of these so-called beauties, and many of these students are quite capable guys, and in this world, there are always some people who can't get in the oil and salt.

Therefore, in the Aya Air Combat Academy, you can often see some air combat students sneering at those guys who go to the soup for the sake of beautiful women.

Hua Zichuan drove his own precious magnetic car sports car on a main road with rolling traffic, his face was not too good-looking, he just tried to imitate the action of the blue magnetic car on the main road, but the effect was not ideal, he could do it alone, but if he ran all the way down according to that action, he did not dare to guarantee that he could complete it safely.

And he uses a magnetic sports car, which is small in size and light in action, and if it is replaced by a bulky passenger magnetic car, he is really a little out of reach.

Thinking of this, Hua Zichuan's face was a little embarrassed, and he was also quite shocked, compared to other classmates, he has been known as a genius since he was a child, and under the influence of his family, there are also many official pilots, and even some flying masters. Under the influence of his ears and eyes, his air combat level is also far from his peers.

But today, he was helpless by a passenger magnetic car.

Hua Zichuan was proud by nature, and encountering such a setback aroused the arrogance in his bones.

Gritting his teeth, Hua Zichuan simply drove the engine booster to the maximum, and the magnetic car rushed out like an arrow from the string.

Bang!

Courage is commendable, but the reality is very cruel. After only three actions, Hua Zichuan hit his head on the protective fence of the main road in order to avoid a large magnetic car next to him, and the front of the car instantly recessed a large piece, but fortunately, the performance of his magnetic car was excellent, and there was no big problem.

"Damn it!" Hua Zichuan finally couldn't hold back the depression in his heart, slammed the steering wheel in front of him, and then looked at the video of the car in the contact, looking at the young man with big sunglasses, he couldn't imagine that he lost to a driver he had never met, no, to be precise, he lost to a symbol, and this symbol is "y".

Now Hua Zichuan has an urgent wish, he hopes that this "Y" is a pilot, and then they can do it in the sky, with real knives and guns! He firmly believes that he will definitely beat this "Y" to the fullest!

Invisibly, Hua Zichuan has regarded "Y" as a fierce rival!

Back at school, Hua Zichuan's ugly face made the passing students take a detour. At this moment, he suddenly saw some unkempt students walking down one after another in a large traffic control car.

"I heard that no, those guys were detained by the traffic control bureau for three days, and they were only given two meals." A few students from other departments who passed by whispered.

"It's been detained for three days, why?"

"It's not like you can drive a passenger magnetic car to emulate some crazy driving, but the result? The handsome trick didn't work out, but it caused a traffic accident. The person who said this was typical of schadenfreude.

"Traffic accidents? Compensation and fines must not be less, right? ”

"That is, there must be 1.8 million to be distributed to everyone." The gloating guy continued, his face full of excitement as if his neighbor's house, which was richer than himself, was on fire.

"Wow, 1.8 million is a lot of money."

"Who says it's not, I just saw two first-graders, crying so miserably." The other person shook his head, with a sad look on his face: "It is estimated that their pocket money for four years of college has been wasted like this." ”

The crowd sighed in unison.

Hearing the topic discussed by the people around him, the corners of Hua Zichuan's mouth curved an arc, I don't know if my heart has been balanced, and his face suddenly looks a little better. The magnetic sports car he had just reimbursed was worth four million star dollars.

It's not that he feels sorry for this money, he cares more about this frustration, he feels like being slapped by a person, and he can't find who fanned it, he is proud by nature and hates this feeling very much.

Damn "y"! He cursed viciously in his heart.

In the evening, the last rays of the sun also disappeared on the horizon, and the entire city of Aya seemed to be shrouded in a black veil, and the neon lights of the street market were lit up with them, and the city looked colorful.

MiG sat in his study, quietly watching the video of the car downloaded from the school forum, while beside him was a notice that had just been drawn up, the general content of which was that the students of the Aya Air Combat Academy were strictly forbidden to go out to fly, and the violators would be expelled immediately.

MiG's younger sister, Miga, dressed in white pajamas with red dots, sat on a metal chair with her arms on the backrest, sitting quietly next to her brother, staring at the light screen on the table, blinking her eyes.

"Brother, are you also interested in this video?" Mi Jiajiao asked drippingly.

"What? Do you know this video too? MiG turned his head to look at his sister, a hint of surprise flashed in his expression, he never expected that this different version of the video would spread so widely.

"Yes, this video has gone viral in our school, but unfortunately, now the 'Wild Three' class magnetic car suddenly disappeared for some reason, or I would like to try it too." Mika pouted, regret evident on her face.

MiG once again turned his gaze back to the light screen, this "Ye San" can have such a great charm, it is completely beyond his imagination.

"Brother, can you make these moves?" MiG asked curiously.

"I don't know." MiG shook his head and replied very dryly.

Hearing this, Mika's face was filled with doubts, his brother, who has always been confident, what's wrong? It was the first time he had heard his brother answer her question in such an ambiguous way.

"Why?" Mika asked curiously.

"To make these moves, it's not just about technology, it's about a lot of determination and belief." MiG made a very objective analysis: "And this kind of determination and belief may be for survival, or it may be for others, such as relatives, I have to admit that this kind of determination and belief is commendable." ”

Mi Jia looked at her brother's serious expression, a little as if she didn't understand, but then she laughed again: "I believe that my brother will be able to do these actions, and he will do it better." ”

MiG smiled lightly, touched his sister's head, and a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes: "Okay, it's not early, be obedient, go to bed." ”

"Brother! It's only eight o'clock. ”

"Good, go to bed." MiG half-coaxed and half-ordered.

"Oh." Mika pouted, frowned, and looked reluctant, but she still left the study as her brother instructed.

MiG got up slowly, stood quietly in front of the window, crossed his arms to his chest, and looked at the colorful world outside the window.

"What kind of person is 'Y'?" MiG muttered to himself, "What would it be like if he were a pilot?" ”