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[Xu Qingling]: Dongdong, have you finished playing the game?

[Lin Dong]: We're almost at the apartment building.

[Xu Qingling]: Huh? Then I'll go down now...

"Dongdong!"

Lin Dong replied to Xu Qingling with a message.

Just as I reached the first floor of the residential complex, a call came from the direction of Huang Qingyao's building on the left.

"Braised pork belly, twice-cooked pork, stewed ribs, stir-fried pork with vegetables, pork belly with garlic sauce... I packed some of everything, nothing was missing."

Xu Qingling ran over happily, carrying two lunchboxes and four smaller food containers, saying, "These are for you. They've been in the pot and I just took them out; they're still warm. Aunt Xia was working overtime today and didn't cook."

"You actually packed it all up..." Lin Dong said, his eyes wide.

Although Zhang Xiali was afraid that he would become withdrawn if he stayed at home all day, she used a trick in sixth grade: "If the mountain won't come to me, I'll go to the mountain myself."

From then on, the group of friends would take turns visiting other people's homes for meals every week, but it was still a bit too impolite of them to eat and take things away like that.

"I didn't pack them; Yao Yao packed them all. Li Tao and Zhang Yihao each got a share."

Xu Qingling said somewhat embarrassedly, "But yours is the largest portion, Yao Yao said you can eat three bowls..."

"She's just pretending... We feed her lavishly every day, and today she's just in time to get her reward, and she's hungry."

Upon hearing this, Lin Dong immediately became impolite. He took the takeout lunchbox and food container, too lazy to go home, and went to the security post of the nearby community to borrow a spot to eat.

Because of the tight schedule for the live-fire exercises, and the need to handle various asset confirmations and material mobilizations, Comrade Zhang Xiali has to work overtime today. Comrade Lin Weiliang has a task to complete with the debugging of the warhead system at the National University of Defense Technology. Comrade Zhou Xiaoyan, as an employee of the flight test department, is also on a business trip.

He had originally planned to go home and eat instant noodles... this takeout food is just right.

The security guard saw the two of them come in hand in hand, smiled and made a few teasing remarks, but didn't say anything. He then picked up his walkie-talkie and called two robotic dogs to go out on patrol.

"Yeah, Huang Qingyao has a high quality of life... She eats farm produce every day. It's so nice to have so many aunts, uncles, and cousins ​​in her hometown."

Lin Dong opened the food box, picked up a piece of braised pork, put it in his mouth, and tasted the richer aroma of the meat than usual. He immediately nodded in praise.

In terms of cooking skills, Huang Qingyao's mother can't compare to Zhang Xiali, but sometimes the ingredients Zhang Xiali uses are just too good to pass up...

"Yaoyao's aunt and uncle sell all the farm ingredients they can't finish eating..." Xu Qingling suddenly thought of something.

"Don't do that. They have plenty of market demand, and I'm not picky about food."

Lin Dong shook his head: "...It's fine for occasional social interactions, but buying it with money changes the flavor."

Once a monetary transaction, a supply and demand relationship, is established, even if it's not Huang Qingyao's family but her relatives, the relationship between them will change.

Don't be fooled by Huang Qingyao's constant talk of taking advantage of the wealthy; in reality, she only extorts a couple of cups of milk tea at most, which is less than what he extorts... She knows how to maintain a proper balance better than anyone else.

"I see."

Xu Qingling nodded happily, "That way we can go to Yao Yao's house for meals more often..."

"That's fine. Just bring some snacks and fruit so you don't go empty-handed." Lin Dong smiled, opened a boxed lunch, and started eating.

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The next day, the temperature dropped significantly, dark clouds covered the sky, and a light drizzle began to fall, giving the whole world a chilling feeling.

After school in the afternoon, Lin Dong and Xu Qingling each wore the same style of down jacket, packed their things, and were preparing to go back with Huang Qingyao and the others.

At this time.

Before they had even left the classroom, Yuan Yixin, who was wearing a light pink down jacket, suddenly remembered something, turned around and looked at the two of them with a hint of teasing.

"Lin Dong, class monitor, why are you both asking for leave?"

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"I have something to do, so I'm going to Northwestern Polytechnical University for a visit," Lin Dong said simply, without trying to hide anything.

"Northwestern Polytechnical University, one of the seven national defense universities?"

Yuan Yixin exclaimed in surprise, then, realizing something, said indignantly, "Waaah, why is Brother Rui so easy to talk to you guys? He approves your leave requests so readily."

Last time I tried to ask him for a day off, he absolutely refused and insisted that my parents call him first.

"Yixin, what are you taking leave for?" Xu Qingling asked with a smile.

"It's my best friend from junior high school's birthday, and I promised to go celebrate with her."

Yuan Yixin answered naturally, and then looked at Lin Dong and Xu Qingling expectantly, saying, "Lin Dong, class monitor, next Saturday is my birthday. Can I invite you to come over?"

At that time, I'll invite a few other classmates and some of my friends from junior high school...

"We're not going; we have things to do next Saturday," Lin Dong said with a smile. "Happy birthday in advance."

"Sigh, I see..."

Yuan Yixin sighed in disappointment, then said with a touch of self-deprecation, "It seems our friendship isn't strong enough after all."

"Yixin, it wouldn't be good to say it outright," Lin Dong said with a laugh, beckoning Xu Qingling to leave.

"See you next week, Yixin."

Xu Qingling greeted Yuan Yixin with a smile and followed Lin Dong's steps.

"See you next week, have fun!" Yuan Yixin said with a smile and a wave.

Lin Dong and Xu Qingling went downstairs, where Huang Qingyao, Su Yue, Li Tao, Zhang Yihao, and Jiang Caiping were already waiting with their schoolbags on their backs.

Huang Qingyao, standing to the side, saw the two of them and immediately said irritably, "Why are you two so late? We've been waiting forever..."

"Have the flowers withered, or have you had your fill of dog food?" Lin Dong replied jokingly without holding back.

"Ah!!! So what if you're in a relationship? You think you're so superior? You can laugh at single people..."

Huang Qingyao immediately exploded, glaring at Lin Dong and Xu Qingling: "You just wait, I'm going to the principal's office tomorrow at school and reporting you two for dating!"

"No! It's better to tear down ten temples than to break up one marriage..."

Lin Dong exclaimed in surprise and quickly said, "I can lend you Wangcai so we can be a pair."

"Lin Dong!" Huang Qingyao's eyes widened instantly, and she forced out a sound through gritted teeth.

"...You won't be angry with her."

Xu Qingling couldn't help but laugh, pulling Huang Qingyao aside to comfort her, "Didn't you already ask for leave tomorrow?"

Huang Qingyao gritted her teeth and nodded to Xu Qingling, saying, "It was arranged yesterday... Considering we grew up together, let's all see what that Zhang Zihua is like tomorrow."

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Huang Qingyao then looked at Lin Dong: "What about the private jet that someone mentioned on New Year's Eve? I've already packed my clothes, just waiting to set off and feast on the rich."

"My dad said the J-20 project has been unblocked, and Aunt Zhang has officially announced it. We're in a hurry, so we're heading to the airport to fly to Xi'an. The filming crew is already waiting for us in Xi'an."

We'll go into Northwestern Polytechnical University together tonight. We'll be in charge of notifying them, and they'll be in charge of filming. They'll also be filming there for another day tomorrow...

Lin Dong nodded and gestured for everyone to walk out of the school.

With the project now unsealed, aside from the on-duty personnel and the specific details of the project, there's no longer any need to keep other personnel and matters secret. This is also the first time they've spoken publicly about the J-20 project.

"We'll give you the notification to enter Northwestern Polytechnical University tonight..."

Upon hearing this, Su Yue came up from behind and asked, "Have you made contact with Northwestern Polytechnical University?"

Many employees of Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group (CAC) are graduates of Northwestern Polytechnical University (NPU). Su Yuechu visited NPU with her parents in Xi'an in early 2010 and knew that outsiders could not enter after 5:00 PM, and even on weekdays, an appointment was required in advance.

"Fifteenth month, you've really lost your mind..."

Huang Qingyao reached out and pinched Su Yue's small face that never got fat no matter how much she ate, and reminded her: "The project's reopening is now going to be a special report. For something of this level, the whole process and checkpoints have already been cleared."

We're just going there as a group of friends to let them know, to witness it, and to give Zhang Zihua a hand.

Upon hearing this, Su Yue slapped her forehead: "I forgot, I'm so forgetful."

Su Yue slapped Huang Qingyao's hand away, pouted and said mischievously, "Women and women shouldn't touch each other, I can't be subdued by force, and a single dog like me can't pinch my cheeks..."

"The fifteenth month!" Huang Qingyao was stunned for a moment, then immediately shouted through gritted teeth.

"Hahaha--"

Hearing Su Yue's words, Lin Dong and the others couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"You're doomed! I brought snacks on the plane, you won't have anything to eat later!" Huang Qingyao took a deep breath, patted her backpack, and used her trump card.

"what!"

Su Yue's eyes widened, and she quickly reacted, pulling Huang Qingyao's hand and offering her cheek: "Come on, let me pinch you, but be gentle..."

"Didn't you say you couldn't be subdued by force?" Huang Qingyao said through gritted teeth.

"That's majestic!"

Su Yue said matter-of-factly, "It's not a snack..."