The same fighter was quickly assembled in the assembly plant, and Yuan Ye couldn't wait to fly it to the "Frozen Valley".

I did it again as I had just done, and the time I got was even more outrageous than just now, the time displayed on the on-board timer was 1.9 seconds, and the time consumed was 1o per second.

The difference of o.1 seconds between the past and the present is not surprising, after all, it is a person who pilots a fighter, not a machine, as long as it is a person, there will be an error, and this shortened o.1 second is precisely because Yuan Ye is constantly familiar with this operation.

Seeing such figures, Yuan Ye can already be sure that "Dimensional Driving Theory" can definitely be called a simplified theory of metamorphosis.

With such a present, presumably no matter how calm a person is at this moment, he can't stay calm, Yuan Ye is no exception, at this moment he only feels that his heart is beating, his face is a little hot, and he is extremely excited, which makes his body tremble a little.

In such a state, it was not suitable for training at all, and he barely landed the fighter on the runway, and Yuan Ye walked out of the fighter simulator.

As soon as he stepped out of the fighter, Yuan Ye waved his fist a few times out of thin air, there was fierceness and excitement in his eyes, he knew that he had picked up a treasure.

And his body was still a little shaky, he couldn't describe the mood at the moment, the extreme joy mixed with some messy things.

Coming to the living room, Yuan Ye sat on the sand, lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly, although he couldn't express his mood at the moment, he knew that as long as he mastered the "Dimensional Driving Theory", he was likely to go further on the road of air combat.

It was midnight, Yuan Ye was lying on the bed, his eyes were wide open, and now he felt like drinking two bottles of functional nutrient solution in a row, he couldn't be excited, as long as he closed his eyes, the numbers of 2.o seconds and 1.9 seconds flashed in his mind, although Yuan Ye had just entered the industry, he was still very clear about what those two numbers meant.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the second half of the night that Yuan Ye fell asleep in a daze.

In the early morning of the next day, when Yuan Ye woke up again, his mood was calmed, and his mind returned to his former calmness again.

First of all, there is no doubt that "Dimensional Driving Theory" is indeed very perverted, but the problem faced is that there is only one phantom maneuver on the metal page, and the other actions need to be deduced by themselves according to the simplified formula of "Dimensional Driving Theory", which is a long way to go.

Also, even such a precious thing can't be leaked out of anything, otherwise you will definitely become the target of hunting by all forces, and you should take better care of the metal pages in the future.

Finally, there is the question, how can such a precious thing be stuffed into a waste car as garbage? Is it that the original owner didn't know the value of breaking the note at all, or was this a disguise, but if it was a disguise, why would he sell the scrap car to the junior cheaply? In this way, isn't it a meat bun beating a dog, and there is no return? Because once you sell something, it is very likely to change hands again, and after a few turns, it is almost impossible to get it back.

Yuan Ye couldn't figure this out, but one thing he knew very well was that he didn't have a good habit of picking up gold, since this thing fell into his hands, it would completely belong to him, thinking of this, Yuan Ye gently touched his chest, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

Ate some things hastily, and sorted out the materials needed for class, Yuan Ye clamped the electronic board, and walked out of the dormitory, at this time, he was in a very good mood, as far as his eyes could see, he only felt that the sky had become blue, the water had become clear, and the lawn that was originally withered yellow with bleakness was also a symbol of harvest in his eyes.

Unknowingly, Yuan Ye whistled on the road, which is rare for Yuan Ye, who has always been quiet.

Entering the classroom of class 26, although I haven't been here for half a month, there is still no change here, and the students are in groups of three or five, sitting crookedly together, chatting with themselves, talking and laughing.

Yuan Ye's appearance did not cause the students to pay too much attention to it, after all, for the students of class C, skipping class is simply commonplace, if the day does not fall, every day on time, it is called strange.

Back in his seat, after Yuan Ye connected the electronic board with the network interface on the desk, he began to download the content needed for today's class, but what was downloaded was more than a dozen encrypted files, which made Yuan Ye a little puzzled, but the next moment he patted his head gently, and he remembered that today was the day of the stage test.

At this time, the other classmates around him had returned to their respective seats and began to download the files one after another, but they were still talking and laughing with each other, obviously not taking the stage exam seriously at all.

In their eyes, the stage exam has no value, and for those students in Class A, it is a good opportunity to establish a position in the school.

Soon, Chen Weibin entered the classroom, glanced at the students under the podium, and his eyes stopped on Yuan Ye's body, when Yuan Ye first entered the school, he was a student who had high hopes for Yuan Ye, although he didn't expect him to produce any dazzling results, but at least he could bsp; can skip class for half a month, which has already made Chen Weibin very disappointed in Yuan Ye, in his eyes, Yuan Ye has been reduced to a gentleman.

Through Chen Weibin's eyes, Yuan Ye could also guess Chen Weibin's opinion of himself, but he didn't care, for him, his harvest in this half month was much stronger than the class in the last half month.

"Today is a phased test, mainly to see everyone's academic performance during this time, and tomorrow is the day of the pilot level assessment, here I sincerely wish every student can become a third-level flight student in the first assessment." Chen Weibin said calmly, and he smiled helplessly in his heart, in his opinion, none of these students in front of him seemed to have the strength of a third-level pilot.

"Hey......" Chen Weibin sighed in his heart, and then inserted the decryption card of the first subject test question into the interface of the podium.

Immediately, the electronic boards of the students under the podium were locked, and on the electronic boards, the only things they could consult were the test papers of the first subject, and the auxiliary tools they could use were only a simple calculator.

The first subject is "History of Air Warfare", for this subject, in fact, Yuan Ye learned very well before, because it doesn't require any foundation, relying on rote memorization, but skipping class for half a month to break through is not good.

Yuan Ye answered Ferguson's and even Russell's questions very fluently, but later Yuan Ye knew very little about the composition of the Federation, and even the formation of the Seven Air Combat Divisions and the glory they obtained, and these contents were exactly what Yuan Ye talked about during his skipping class.

Faced with more than 20 multiple-choice questions that he didn't understand, Yuan Ye was helpless, took out a coin from his pocket, and prepared to use the method of flipping a coin to Meng, and the rules he made for himself in his heart were that if it was heads, it would be a and B, and the tails would be c and d, and if it was heads, he would throw it again, with a and a b.

This method didn't take long before Yuan Ye suddenly appeared, and the entire class almost had a coin in his hand and began to toss it in the air, and for a while, the whole class kept echoing with the "buzzing" sound of the crust thrown into the air.

For this reason, Yuan Ye only shook his head with a wry smile, it seems that the method of tossing a coin to cover the question is not his originality.

And Chen Weibin, who had been sitting on the podium, had a somewhat ugly face.

Of course, there is always an exception to everything, at this time, Sister Xia and Qiaoqiao ignored the actions of other classmates, Qiaoqiao kept her head stuffed to do the question, while Sister Xia held her chin with one hand, looking calm, poking her head with a particle pen from time to time, or biting the pen a few times.

The one-day exam is not long, but it is not short.

When the results were announced, Yuan Ye only shook his head secretly, "History of Air Combat" scored 1oo points, and Yuan Ye only scored 42 points, as for other subjects, it was even worse than this, the lowest was only 17 points, and the highest was no more than 38 points.

And this really reflects Yuan Ye's current cultural level, after all, there is a fault in his cultural knowledge, that is, high school, and about the "Analysis of Fighter Piloting Theory" that he has studied in the past half a month, this time in the stage test, there is no test, and it is also a course in the second semester of his freshman year.

As for the results of Sister Xia and Qiaoqiao, it made the eyes of the whole class brighten, only to see that the average score of Sister Xia reached 72 points, such a result, not to mention in class C, even if you enter class B, you can also rank above average, Qiaoqiao's grades are not bad, and the average score is also 69 points.

Obviously, Sister Xia and Qiaoqiao have become Chen Weibin's lifesaver at this time, if none of the students in class 26 reach the passing line, then he won't want to raise his head in the circle of teachers.

The first stage test failed, although Yuan Ye was a little disappointed, but he was not too frustrated, which was completely in his imagination, and the value of "Dimensional Driving Theory" also quickly made him come out of this disappointment.

Smack.

Just as Yuan Ye was about to pack up his things and go back to the dormitory, a memory card suddenly fell on his desk, instinctively, Yuan Ye followed the direction of the memory card, this is when he saw Sister Xia holding her chin with one hand, looking out the window.

"The memory card has the lecture notes for the past half a month, you can take it and make a copy, but don't thank me, I lent it to you out of the original intention of helping backward students to improve." Sister Xia didn't set her eyes on Yuan Ye, and said to herself, her demeanor still looking very arrogant.

For Sister Xia's move, Yuan Ye's heart is still full of gratitude, classmates have been for so long, Yuan Ye also has some understanding of Sister Xia's character, knife mouth tofu heart, in fact, in Sister Xia's heart, she is still very enthusiastic.