Chapter 27: Follow-up Action (Part 2)

In fact, Yuan Ye's crazy driving style is not something he is born with, but is formed bit by bit through the tempering of life. When wandering, if he is not crazy and ruthless, it is impossible to get enough food. The car he drove before

The same is true for the magnetic-busting car. If he wasn't crazy, how could he attract so many passengers? Even now, the crazy driving of the passenger magnetic car is still his most important gimmick.

And the broken notebook found in it only added fuel to the flames.

Of course, all craziness is based on excellent driving skills, otherwise it is courting death.

Yuan Ye, who has tasted the benefits of crazy driving, is not complacent, but is still moving forward arduously on the road of progress.

Jumping rope 5,000 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 it. He still understands the principle of biting off more than he can chew. And the rest.

During the time, Yuan Ye either practiced driving on the passenger magnetic bus or studied notes. In short, Yuan Ye's daily training schedule was fully arranged.

After five thousand times of rope skipping training, Yuan Ye wiped the sweat from 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 from time to time. Yuan Ye almost regarded it as a habit.

Yuan Ye couldn't understand a lot of mysterious symbols on the back, so he just looked at them, while 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. Yuan Yefa assessed its value. He does not have that ability now, but judging from the craftsmanship of this metal page and the previous

Judging from the disguise, it should be a very precious thing.

I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing to get this thing? Thinking of this, Yuan Yegna shook his head and focused on the two oval patterns again. Now he can basically figure it out. Only the outer oval represents fighter piloting.

In the outline of the cabin, the black dots in the middle represent operating mechanisms one after another. So what do the arcs connecting these black dots represent?

Yuan Ye has never clarified this point. Presumably if this problem is clarified, other questions will be easily solved. After all, only the connecting arcs of the two patterns have changed, and other aspects have remained unchanged.

"Victorian driving theory, what is the use of this thing?" Yuan Ye said to himself.

A young man with silver hair and a black air combat tights slowly came to the door of the principal. He was officially the student union president of the Aya Air Warfare Academy - MiG, and was also the number one air combat expert at the Aya Air Combat Academy.

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Miguel slightly stroked his collar with his hand, then reached out and pressed the green button at the door.

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

Miguel opened the door slowly, walked into the spacious principal's office, and then gave a slight salute: "Principal, are you looking for me?"

The principal of Aya Air Combat Academy is a middle-aged man in his late fifties. He has a square face and a slightly thin body, but his eyes are sharp and he has an aura that is not angry but powerful.

At this moment, he was sitting at his desk, and his expression was not very good. When he saw Miguel standing in front of him, his expression slightly improved: "Take a look at this." The principal said, and handed a notice to Miguel.

before.

MiG picked up the notice and glanced at it. It was a collection notice sent to the school by the Traffic Control Bureau. On it, more than 20 students from the Air Combat Department were detained by the Traffic Control Bureau due to traffic accidents.

"I heard that the students in the air combat department are imitating some kind of crazy driving now? Have you heard about this?" The principal asked word by word without moving.

"I heard, I'm working on this matter these days." Miguel's face was calm, without any fluctuation, and his leadership qualities were revealed.

"Then I will leave this matter entirely to you. Those detained students will have to be punished to some extent. In addition, the Bisman Air Combat Division is coming to the school soon. This kind of thing cannot happen again." The principal was still unhurried.

He said, but there was an unquestionable tone in his words.

"I understand." MiG nodded slightly.

On the campus of Aya Air Combat Academy, air combat students who imitate crazy driving are still busy. Many senior air combat academies have come to join in the fun. However, the imitation work has still not made progress so far. In the open space, no matter how they

The movements were all done with ease, but on a main road with heavy traffic, that was not the case. Many of them had even passed the second-level flight student certification.

However, not every student in the air combat department will buy into these so-called beauties, and many of these students are quite capable guys. There are always some incompetent people in this world.

Therefore, in Aya Air Combat Academy, you can often see some air combat students scorning those guys who would go through fire and water for beautiful women.

Hua Zichuan drove his expensive magnetic car on a main road with heavy traffic. His face was not very pretty. He just tried to imitate the actions of the blue magnetic car on the main road, but the effect was not satisfactory.

He could do it if he took it out individually, but if he ran all the way down according to that kind of action, he couldn't guarantee that he could complete it safely.

Moreover, the car he uses is a magnetic sports car, which is small in size and light in movement. If it were replaced by a bulky passenger magnetic car, he would really be out of reach.

Thinking of this, Hua Zichuan's face became a little more embarrassed, which also shocked him. Compared with other classmates, he had been hailed as a genius since he was a child, and under the influence of his family, there were many official pilots, and even

There are also some flying masters. Under the influence of his ears and eyes, his air combat level is also far higher than that of his peers.

But today, he was restrained by a passenger magnet car.

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

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

boom!

Courage is commendable, but reality is very cruel. After only three movements, Hua Zichuan hit the guardrail of the main road in order to avoid a large magnetic car next to him.

There was a big dent, but fortunately the performance of the magnetic car was excellent, so there was no big problem.

"Damn it!" Hua Zichuan finally couldn't hold back the depression in his heart. He slammed the steering wheel in front of him and looked at the car racing video in the communicator. Looking at the young man with big sunglasses, he didn't expect that he actually lost.

It was given to a driver he had never met before. No, to be precise, he lost to a symbol, and this symbol was "y".

Now Hua Zichuan has an urgent wish. He hopes that "y" is a pilot. Then they can fight in the sky with real swords and guns! He firmly believes that he will definitely make this "y" a pilot.

y” hit perfectly!

Suddenly, Hua Zichuan has regarded "y" as a powerful enemy!

Back at school, Hua Zichuan's ugly face made the students passing by take a detour. But at this moment, he suddenly saw some unkempt students getting out of a large traffic control vehicle one after another.

"I heard that those guys were detained by the Traffic Management Bureau for three full days and were only given two meals." Several students from other departments passing by whispered.

"Detained for three days, why?"

"I didn't try to drive a passenger magnetic car to imitate some crazy driving, but what happened? I didn't succeed in trying to be cool, but instead caused a traffic accident." The person who said this is a typical schadenfreude.

"Traffic accident? The compensation and fines will certainly not be small?"

"That's right, if we allocate 1.8 million to each person, we will definitely have it." The gloating guy continued, his face full of excitement, as if his richer neighbor's house was on fire.

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

"Who says it's not the case? Just now I saw two first-year students crying so miserably." The other person shook his head, with a look of sorrow on his face: "I guess their four-year college pocket money will be wasted like this.

It’s beautiful.”

Everyone sighed together.

Hearing what the people around him were talking about, the corners of Hua Zichuan's mouth curved. He didn't know if he had gained a balance in his heart, but his face suddenly looked better. The magnetic sports car he had just written off was worth four million stars.

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He didn't care about the money, he cared more about the frustration. He felt like he was slapped in the mouth by someone, but he couldn't find who slapped him. Being proud by nature, he hated it very much.

This feeling.

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

In the evening, the last ray of the sun disappears on the horizon, and the entire city of Aya seems to be shrouded in a layer of black veil. The large and small neon lights in the streets and markets light up, making the city look gorgeous.

MiG was sitting in his study room, quietly watching the racing video downloaded from the school forum, and next to him was a notice he had just drawn up. The general content was that students from the Aya Air Warfare Academy were strictly prohibited.

Anyone who violates the regulations will be fired immediately.

Miguel's sister Mijia was wearing a white pajamas with red dots. She sat on a metal chair with her arms leaning on the backrest. She sat quietly next to her brother and stared at the light screen on the table.

blinking his eyes.

"Brother, are you also interested in this video?" Mi Jia asked delicately.

"What? You also know about this video?" Miguel turned his head and looked at his sister, a trace of surprise flashed across his expression. He never thought that this different version of the video would spread so widely.

"Yes, this video has gone viral in our school. It's a pity that the 'Wild III' magnetic car suddenly disappeared for some reason. Otherwise, I would also like to try it." Mijia pouted and said.

, the regret can clearly be seen on his face.

MiG once again turned his gaze back to the light screen. It was beyond his imagination that this "Wild Three" could have such great charm.

"Brother, can you do these moves?" Miguel asked curiously.

"I don't know." Miguel shook his head and answered simply.

Hearing this, confusion appeared on Mijia's face. What happened to his always confident brother? This was the first time he heard his brother answer her question in such an ambiguous way.

"Why?" Mijia asked curiously.

"If you want to make these moves, not only technology is enough, it also requires huge determination and belief." Miguel made a very objective analysis: "And this kind of determination and belief may be the key to survival.

, it may also be for others, such as relatives. I have to admit that this kind of determination and belief is commendable."

Mijia looked at her brother's serious expression and seemed to 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 softly and touched his sister's head. A trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes: "Okay, it's getting late. Be obedient and go to bed."

"Brother! It's only eight o'clock now."

"Be good, go to sleep." MiG half coaxed and half ordered.

"Oh." Mijia pouted and frowned, with a look of reluctance. However, she still followed her brother's instructions and left the study angrily.

Miguel stood up slowly and stood quietly in front of him, with his arms folded across his chest, looking at the beautiful world outside. On the glass of the door, the picture on the light screen was reflected, a blue figure with a big "Y" painted on it.

Passenger magnetic vehicle.
Chapter completed!