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Chapter 141 Shen Fei's Email at 4 AM

Xia Ran? A family member of an employee recently transferred to Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group?

Everyone was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

The next moment, Xu Qingling looked at Xia Ran's outstretched hand, raised her hand and gently shook it, saying generously, "Xu Qingling... your skills are also quite good. We just trained for more than a month in advance."

"You were right the other day. Drones are all about strategy, not just a lot of training."

Xia Ran neither confirmed nor denied this statement. After speaking, she looked at Lin Dong and said, "Hello, your name is Lin Dong, right? Lin... Uncle Lin's son."

You spoke very well during the interview on Channel 1 that day. My dad saw the background of the interview at the game promotion event and even asked about you.

"Thanks."

Lin Dong looked at Xia Ran, whose eyes were full of confidence and whose whole body exuded pride, nodded calmly, and turned to Xu Qingling, saying, "You two chat, I'll go to the classroom first."

"Lin Dong, wait for us."

Seeing Lin Dong about to leave, Zhang Yihao didn't want to stay and chat with a group of girls in the corridor, so he called out and quickly followed, returning to his classroom.

On the first morning of the new semester, there were almost no regular classes. All the students sat down according to the seating chart posted at the entrance. Two students who had transferred schools were absent and had not yet arrived.

Not long after Lin Dong and his companion sat down, their homeroom teacher arrived.

This was a female teacher in her early thirties. When she entered the classroom, she first introduced herself as Zhuo Shanshan, and then led everyone in introducing themselves.

Then, the school announced that class officer elections would be held in a week, introduced the school's club activities, and focused on explaining the anti-bullying campaign, warning all students to abide by school rules, etc.

Next, the class announced the cleaning responsibilities for each assigned area, the daily cleaning schedule, and organized all students to clean their assigned areas together.

Finally, a group of students lined up to receive their textbooks. After they had collected the books and distributed them, school was dismissed at noon.

The only thing that surprised Lin Dong was that Xia Ran, the new family member of the Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group, was also a student in Class 7 (10), and her seat was only one seat away from Xu Qingling's...

"Ahhh, Qingling, Lin Dong."

At lunchtime, Lin Dong and Xu Qingling had just walked out of the classroom when Huang Qingyao and Su Yue also came out of the classroom next door.

Upon seeing Lin Dong and the others, Huang Qingyao rushed over and cried out in anguish:

"Oh no, our homeroom teacher just asked everyone if anyone wanted to be a class officer, and since no one answered, she just called on me, saying I had experience as a class monitor in elementary school..."

"Who asks who wants to be a class officer on the very first day of junior high? The situation is unclear, and nobody dares to raise their hand easily."

"We have a democratic election in a week; whoever wants to run can run."

Xu Qingling asked curiously, "If you didn't want to be a class monitor, wouldn't you have refused? How did your homeroom teacher know you had experience as a class monitor in elementary school?"

"My homeroom teacher... is my aunt. I've been cursed by her since I was little."

Huang Qingyao covered her face and broke down, saying, "I just found out too. She was transferred to Shishi to teach and became my homeroom teacher. And at Shishi, all the homeroom teachers are with the class."

"...Then take heart, it's highly likely that your class assignment was secretly arranged by your aunt."

Xu Qingling couldn't help but laugh, then comforted her, "It's okay, just think of it as training yourself."

"It's good enough for training."

Huang Qingyao put on a mask of pain: "She saw that no one in the class was willing to be a class officer, so she just dumped this task on me."

They want me to finalize the entire class committee within a week, and it has to be done through a democratic election without causing any public resentment… I feel like if I finish three years of junior high like this, I could just take the civil service exam after graduation.”

"Yaoyao, listen to me, you should sideline your aunt!"

At this moment, Su Yue gave a terrible idea from the side, as if she wanted to stir up trouble: "From now on, when you stand up in class, no one will sit down unless you nod... Especially when she gives a public lecture and the school leaders come to listen, put on a show for her like Your Majesty is making a fuss."

"Yes! I acted out the scene of His Majesty's commotion for her, and when we got home she acted out the scene of the three-court trial for me..."

Huang Qingyao grabbed Su Yue, her face contorted with rage, and said, "My class monitor, do you want me dead?"

"When did I become the class monitor?" Su Yue was dumbfounded.

"Now, at this moment, right now."

"No way, I said I'm going to be a lazy bum in junior high, spending my time playing games and not doing any work. In elementary school, I was your class monitor, organizing school activities, buying all sorts of things, and keeping accounts, which exhausted me..." Su Yue quickly shook her head.

"You will be one."

Huang Qingyao didn't force her, but said seriously, "I'll come to your house for dinner tonight, and chat with Uncle Su and Aunt Chen about their daughter's lack of ambition and her only desire to play games."

"You're ruthless!"

Su Yue gritted her teeth and said, "The usual, ten KFC meals!"

"make a deal!"

Huang Qingyao nodded: "But you have to handle the class's democratic election yourself, I won't help..."

"If they have objections, then let them be the ones..." Su Yue was not intimidated at all.

"..."

Xia Ran, standing nearby, watched the two haggling and, finding it unbelievable, asked Xu Qingling, "Are they really classmates like this?"

"Since no one wants to be a class officer, this is the only option..."

Xu Qingling explained with a smile, then walked to Lin Dong's side and whispered, "Dad took his annual leave today and went fishing this morning. He came to pick us up and waited outside."

"...Fishing in this weather?"

Lin Dong glanced at the sun outside and expressed his admiration for Xu Ziming, but since there was a ride available, he didn't stand on ceremony and beckoned Xu Qingling to walk towards the school gate.

With Xu Ziming's ride, Lin Dong and Xu Qingling returned to their residential compound in less than three minutes.

Lin Dong and Xu Qingling got out of the car.

Watching Xu Ziming drive back to the underground parking lot without saying a word, without asking him to get the fish, Lin Dong couldn't help but sigh: "Looks like it's another case of 'air force' (referring to a lack of support or influence). I thought Uncle Xu was coming to pick us up to brag to me..."

"..."

Xu Qingling couldn't help but laugh, but then reminded him, "Don't say that in front of Dad, or he might not come to pick us up next time."

"I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore."

Lin Dong waved his hand, deciding to be a good person for the sake of the ride.

After parting ways with Xu Qingling downstairs, Lin Dong returned home. Zhang Xiali and Lin Weiliang had not yet come home from get off work. Lin Dong went into the study, opened his laptop, and logged into Wang Xingguo's email.

Ding-dong-

[Shenyang Aircraft Corporation's Yuan Li, the old guy]: Engineer Wang, the J-15 carrier project has encountered some difficulties. We've arranged a top-secret online meeting in the next couple of days to discuss them together.

Challenges in the J-15 carrier-based project?

As soon as I opened my email, an email that had been saved up from last night popped up, with a note that reflected the conflicting characteristics of Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group (CAC) and Shenyang Aircraft Corporation (SAC).

Upon seeing the email's title, Lin Dong subconsciously opened the attached data and carefully examined it, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes.

"This is data from the fighter jet's FADEC system? This data is already quite complete... Is the progress this fast?"

"Yes, it's mainly a system optimization issue. The hardware control is already perfect and meets the standards. The approach is quite simple..."

After analyzing the situation in his mind, Lin Dong quickly came up with an idea.

Modern fighter jet engines are so complex that conventional mechanical and hydraulic controls can no longer fully realize their potential.

At this point, a system, or rather a super-fast computer, is required to take over the entire status of the engine and the flight attitude of the fighter jet at all times, while processing the pilot's operating instructions and making rapid responses based on the pilot's actions.

This system is called Full Authority Digital Engine Control (FADEC), which is the control heart of modern fighter jets and also an absolute challenge for carrier-based aircraft.

Because aircraft carriers are not land-based airports, the length of their flight decks is limited.

In the event of an unexpected situation or a failed landing, the pilot must pull back the aircraft immediately, which places extremely stringent demands on the response speed of the intermediate FADEC system.

After all, land-based airports are thousands of meters long, so even if there is any accident, the pilots and fighter jets will have enough time to react.

However, if the aircraft carrier deck and the fighter jet's system response is slightly substandard, causing the fighter jet to be unable to respond to the pilot's actions immediately, then the pilot's landing on the carrier becomes a gamble with their life.

Successful landing, alive.

If the landing fails, the fighter jet will crash directly over the deck and into the sea...

Moreover, this is a system-level response delay, and there is no way to salvage the situation in the meantime.

It wasn't that the pilot didn't attempt a rescue maneuver; rather, the pilot did attempt one, but the fighter jet didn't have time to react before crashing into the sea.

Therefore, solving the response time of the FADEC system is the absolute core of fighter jet deployment on ships, and also the absolute challenge.

"When Dad gets back, ask him what he plans to do..."

Lin Dong shook his head. He didn't know the situation on Wang Xingguo's side. Although he had a plan, he couldn't send emails using a different account.

In addition, Shenyang Aircraft Corporation's Chief Engineer Yuan Li's email indicated that an online meeting would be held, so there might be other problems to discuss.

"But Shenfei's chief engineer is really working hard, still sending emails at 4:20 in the morning..." Lin Dong glanced at the email time and frowned subconsciously.

At this point, he didn't believe the other person had gotten up; he only believed they were still locked in battle.