don't call me singer

Chapter 1294 The plane tree has been planted
Cambridge, above MIT, two model airplanes are flying freely above the campus.

The GE version controlled by Sa Moer and the canned turbofan version controlled by Yan Xuexin are secretly competing in the air.

On a lawn of the school, Yan Xuexin manipulated the video transmission system in front of him, and howled like a wild wolf while flying:

"Oooohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" I'm the king of the sky!"

In the sky, the aircraft of the canned turbofan, like a peregrine falcon that saw the food, crossed the sky and rushed into the distance, startling a few birds in the sky and flying away in panic.

After replacing his model airplane with a brand new engine, Yan Xuexin's first impression was that it was so fast!

Far beyond the performance of the original engine, it brings the ultimate pleasure of speeding.

Moreover, Yan Xuexin feels that the feel and performance of this thing are so good!

Whether it is the cooperation with the aircraft, or the adjustment and response speed of the thrust itself, it is amazing.

Flying and flying, there is an inexplicable feeling that I am flying in the air.

"Mine is not bad either..." Samore murmured a little uncomfortably.

However, he clearly felt that his aircraft didn't have Yan Xuexin's dexterous feeling at all. It seemed that every control command was sent to a slow old cow.

This controllability is not the engine itself, but the code of the electromechanical control system.

Although the code given by Gu Xiaobai looks simple and crude, it is extremely efficient.

"Oh, oh, I saw those guys from Harvard... let me try them!" Yan Xuexin happily steered the plane, and swooped directly towards a lawn of Harvard.

Near the lawn, a member of the Harvard Air Force who was manipulating an aircraft heard the noise in the sky, raised his head, and immediately widened his eyes.

"Fuck... what is this!"

"Ahahahahaha, it's us! Harvard brats!" Yan Xuexin laughed loudly.

It's a pity that the other party couldn't hear his voice, and could only see the aircraft flying across the sky like lightning.

Compared with that aircraft, the speed of their airplane model is as slow as a snail.

Amidst the sound of "Boom, boom, boom...", the aircraft passed the aircraft of the Harvard Air Force.

The aircraft shook violently in the air, as if there were invisible waves that involved it.

The man on the ground managed to stabilize the aircraft, and saw that the aircraft turned back extremely quickly in the air.

"Is this thing a fighter jet?"

"Get out of the way!"

"Asshole, it must be Yan Xuexin!"

Harvard and MIT, these two universities, are the two top universities in the world.

And they live next door.

For so many years, the students of the two schools have regarded each other as old enemies.

Whether it is a sports competition or any other competition, you must try your best to overwhelm the opponent.

In daily life, it is even more desperate to win.

Not to mention anything else, the students of the two schools wanted to go to downtown Boston to name the bridge after all, and they had been arguing for many years.

So, now that bridge is called Harvard Bridge, also called MIT Bridge.

No one wants to occupy it, and no one is willing to admit defeat.

"How did they fly so fast!"

"how can that be!"

"Come back, come back!"

The aircraft of Harvard University, like a little white dove being bullied by a falcon, shivered in the air, unable to protect itself.

After a while, another aircraft flew over and joined the ranks of bullying opponents.

This feeling is like a small eyed boy being pushed and bullied by two tall and big football players.

How miserable it is.

After a while, the two aircraft finally left with a wag.

No oil, enough waves, let's go back quickly.

Anyway, what should be verified has been verified, and it's time to go back.

"Bastard, don't let me catch you! Believe it or not, I'll kill you!" Harvard students jumped angrily.

An hour passed.

"What? They used Gu Xiaobai's canned turbofan? That thing is so powerful? Isn't it a safety hazard?"

A day passed.

"Fuck, it smells so good! Hehehe, this SAE, we will definitely win! MIT, die! ... What? They don't participate in SAE? How can they not participate in SAE?"

"They're going to participate in Dongyuan University's aviation design competition? What kind of competition is that? I haven't heard of it. Wait, is it Gu Xiaobai's competition?"

After a few minutes of silence.

"Ooooh, I'm going to meet Gu Xiaobai, I'm going to meet the guy who opened up the canned turbofan! This guy is the coolest guy in the world! This guy is simply a rock star! Don't stop me! I I'm going to meet my idol!"

For these Harvard students, titles such as superstars and outstanding singers do not interest them.

But after experiencing the power of the canned turbofan with their own hands, they all became Gu Xiaobai's fans.

This is the real God!

Dongwon University, School of Aviation.

Rong Xu opened the mailbox, and then suddenly widened his eyes.

This email address is the only registration email address announced by Dongwon University Aeronautical Design Competition.

All participating organizations must declare in advance from this email address. After receiving the receipt, the formal registration will be considered successful.

Originally, Rong Xu felt that the preparation for this competition was relatively hasty, the announcement time was relatively late, and it was held relatively early, so there should not be many people signing up.

But I didn't expect it, and my thoughts were about to explode.

How come there are so many people?
Then he discovered that there were not only applicants in this mailbox.

There are also many letters of inquiry.

Many private organizations and enthusiasts who are not college students also wrote to inquire about this competition.

More than half of the people are asking whether Gu Xiaobai is a judge and consultant, and whether they can ask Gu Xiaobai for advice.

Others asked if it was possible to host non-competitors, to buy tickets to watch games, or even to compete as non-college students.

And these emails, in addition to major domestic aviation colleges, also have applications from Southeast Asia, East Asia, America, Europe and other places.

He skimmed through his mailbox, then took a deep breath.

This is not a college student aviation design competition, it's like the world's top aviation industry event.

Compared with this list, the previous Korean air show list is weak.

Gu Xiaobai's appeal is really too strong.

By the way, I have to report to the principal as soon as possible.

When Rong Xu went straight to Wu Quandong's office, Gu Xiaobai came to the concert hall of Dongyuan University.

Tonight, the Chaiyuan Symphony Orchestra will hold the first performance of their university tour here.

　There are a lot of things these two days, Calvin.

　　These first.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)