Reborn in 2011, I am the chief designer of aerospace.

After a moment of silence following the final words, thunderous applause erupted in the conference hall.

Song Xingye glanced at Chang Jian, who was enthusiastically taking pictures beside him, and rolled his eyes:

"Aren't you ashamed to applaud yourself?"

Chang Jian scratched his head sheepishly, "I was just starting out."

Immediately, he couldn't contain his excitement: "But seriously, it feels so good to be a sucker! Just following behind you guys and doing all the work, and I actually got a 75? I'm laughing in my sleep!"

Quite a lot...

If the 300 fuel points are divided equally among four people, that's 75 points...

Song Xingye did the math: "With these points added, your ranking should be in the top twenty, right?"

"Absolutely!" Chang Jian nodded vigorously. "It feels like I can last for two more rounds, hehe!"

Not far away, two girls, Jiang Mian and Zhao Yuehe, were grinning and waving excitedly in this direction.

Song Xingye chuckled, then glanced at Xu Zhe and Guo Yanyang not far away.

I silently lit a candle for the two top students in my heart.

Although I won first place in the plan this time, I actually benefited from being reborn and having a cheat code.

This is purely a case of dimensional reduction attack, relying on seniority and experience.

If we disregard this advantage, these two are truly the chosen ones.

What's even more terrifying is that these two guys, who are only in their early twenties, are able to keep up with Song Xingye, this "reborn old monster," in terms of score, which shows their extraordinary talent.

Surely these two don't come with their own operating systems, right?

Given time, they will definitely grow into chief engineers who can stand on their own.

However, Song Xingye's shame lasted only half a second before he quickly consoled himself:

Then again... who says luck and opportunity aren't part of one's ability? Rebirth is a skill in itself!

On the stage, Li Ang stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping across the entire audience:

"Alright, that concludes the top three proposals. As for the other groups, I'm sorry, no matter how excellent your proposals are, you will only receive 100 fuel points, which will be divided equally among the team members."

"I won't read out the latest overall rankings after the bonus points; everyone, please look at the big screen..."

As he spoke, he attached another report card to the multimedia projector, which immediately enlarged it onto the screen.

All the students looked up and gasped in surprise.

Song Xingye undoubtedly retained his first place.

The fuel value has accumulated to 207 points, creating a gap of more than ten points between him and Guo Yanyang, who is in second place.

And the third place... has surprisingly turned out to be Cao Que from Birmingham University!

This result caught many people off guard.

Xu Zhe, the talented student from Tsinghua and Peking Universities who was originally firmly in third place, has now fallen to fourth.

Chang Jianren was completely dumbfounded: "Holy crap, what's going on? Wasn't Cao Que hovering around the teens before? How did he suddenly jump to third place?"

Song Xingye said, "He was ranked 11th before, but this time their team's plan came in second, which means they get 12.5 more points per person than Xu Zhe's team, so their ranking went up directly."

In the first three rounds of the assessment, the score difference was relatively small, so the extra ten or so points gained in the fourth round were enough to achieve a huge comeback.

This illustrates the importance of having the right mentor; even a mediocre student can outperform top students from prestigious universities like Tsinghua and Peking University.

When Cao Que saw his ranking, his mouth almost stretched to his ears, and he excitedly gestured to Guo Yanyang, Tao Shuo, Fan Xiaoying and others, pointing at his name.

In contrast, Xu Zhe's team looked gloomy and dejected.

Chang Jian saw his ranking and, as expected, made it into the top twenty.

Jiang Mian and Zhao Yuehe also squeezed in.

"We really benefited from you and Mianhua this time, getting so many points for free!" Chang Jian exclaimed happily.

Song Xingye glanced at him: "So this time you're not going to say those two young girls are a burden?"

"Pah, pah, pah! If I ever say that again, you can tear my mouth apart."

Chang Jian, having gotten a good deal, feigned innocence, saying, "I was blind! This isn't a burden, it's a lucky charm! Especially Mianhua, she's cute, lively, and knows how to be adorable. Most importantly, she's incredibly good at math, she's practically a mini-Chen Jingrun..."

After the rankings were displayed, the seven students from the bottom of the class got up and left on their own.

After four rounds of elimination, 52 people remained in the conference room.

Li Ang briefly summarized the situation and then said nothing more, only informing everyone to meet directly in the group's parking lot the next morning and not to come to the conference hall.

They then announced their dissolution.

That evening, Chang Jian treated Song Xingye, Jiang Mian, and Zhao Yuehe to a local restaurant on Fucheng Road.

The group ordered several main dishes and celebrated their victory in the four rounds of assessments with cola instead of alcohol.

The four chatted for a long time, exchanging QQ contacts, and didn't leave until late at night.

The next morning, as dawn broke over Beijing, everyone boarded the bus bound for Tangjialing.

Chang Jian was so sleepy that he kept yawning. He said that when he came back last night, his brain was still excited, and he could barely fall asleep until three o'clock in the morning.

Song Xingye urged him to cheer up, "Don't think you can get away with this just because Li Ang didn't tell you anything. I reckon the fifth round of assessments is definitely related to this."

Chang Jian's eyelids were drooping, and he replied weakly, "I understand the logic, but my eyelids just won't cooperate... Why don't you pinch me?"

Without saying a word, Song Xingye reached out and pinched his inner thigh hard.

"Hiss—Holy crap..."

Chang Jian gasped in pain, instantly springing to his feet and fully waking up.

After getting off the bus, he rubbed his thigh and grimaced as he followed behind the group.

Led by Li Ang, the group first observed the flight control hall through the glass for a while, and then a military staff member appeared and led them to a more secluded area.

The sign at the entrance lists some important notes:

[Security monitoring has been implemented in the area!]

[This is a classified area; entry is prohibited without permission!]

Taking photos, videos, and recording audio are prohibited!

Violators will be held legally responsible!

【…】

A series of warning signs indicate that this is a very important place.

The military expert took out his access card, swiped it through the crack in the door, and a flash of light appeared, followed by the ejection of a metal combination lock.

The expert stepped aside to block the keypad and coughed lightly.

Li Ang immediately understood and waved to signal all the students to turn their backs.

A few seconds later, after what seemed like an indistinct number of keystrokes, the expert's deep voice came from inside the room: "You can come in now."

Only then did everyone enter, filled with curiosity.

Upon entering the room, Song Xingye found it to be similar to the flight control room he had just left, except there were no staff members present.

The roof is a conical tower with glass corners, surrounded by skylights made of trusses.

Sunlight streamed in through the area, illuminating the 'CASC' logo on the floor, creating a unique aesthetic.

The room looked like a small ground launch control center, with a futuristic, semi-transparent globe projected onto a wide glass table.

Facing the table was a row of glowing computer control consoles, with dense telemetry data jumping on the screens.

On the front wall is a display screen, 20 meters long and 3 meters high, pieced together from individual panels, similar to the one in the flight control hall.

Li Ang then said, "This is a training center that simulates ground launch and telemetry. Those 'golden fingers' and '01 commanders' you see on TV have all received professional training here."

The reason I'm bringing you here today is to let you experience the entire rocket launch process firsthand and gain a clear understanding of your future work.

Although the launch process lasts only a few hundred seconds, it embodies the hard work of tens of thousands of people, and tens of millions, even hundreds of millions of seconds. The confidence that the commander gives when he shouts "Ignition!" comes entirely from you all…

Subsequently, the home field was handed over to that old military expert.

Song Xingye listened intently as the other party explained the various details of the ground launch.

In his previous life, as the chief engineer, he had entered and exited the control halls of satellite launch centers such as Suzhou, Jinyang, and Yuecheng countless times, but mostly as a technical advisor.

The launch button for rockets has always been firmly in the hands of the Space Force.

For Song Xingye, being able to get up close to this simulated launch system and listen to veteran experts disassemble every instruction and detail before launch is a rare opportunity to catch up on his learning.

He held up his right thumb and looked at it, thinking to himself that this "golden touch" was indeed not something anyone could do!

The experienced expert not only explained things in detail, but also encouraged students to boldly try it out, saying frankly, "What you learn from books is never enough."

He answered all the tricky questions raised by everyone without reservation.

Over the next few days, the process seemed to get stuck in a loop.

Every day after getting off the bus, we went straight to the simulated launch hall to listen to explanations, watch demonstrations, and practice.

Some people gradually realized what was going to happen and guessed what the next round of tests would be about.

as predicted.

That very morning, Li Ang announced the notification for the fifth round of assessments with a smile.