What does it mean to get a perfect score on the college entrance exam but then go missing?

the next day.

In the classroom, Qin Ze was sitting in the last row, absentmindedly.

He wasn't originally planning to come to class today, but Zhou Jiahao insisted on inviting him to attend a premium aerodynamics class.

Because Professor Gong Jianping, who gave the lecture, was very capable.

He is a professor in the School of Aeronautics and Astronautics, and his teaching level is outstanding.

In recent years, I have rarely come to school to attend classes because I am involved in large-scale projects at Xi'an Aircraft Industry Group.

Therefore, Zhou Jiahao cherished this class as if it were a treasure, just like winning a ticket to a star's concert.

Qin Ze thought he was just sitting in the dorm anyway, so he followed along.

However, since I am not a student of the School of Aeronautics and Astronautics, but only an auditor, I did not sit in the front row.

"Godfather, listen carefully to the lecture. The professor is a big name in the industry. You might not get to attend his lectures for more than a year or two."

Zhou Jiahao gently nudged Qin Ze under the table.

Qin Ze looked up impatiently: "Stop calling me godfather, it makes me sound old."

"Okay! Brother Qin! Then listen carefully, really, listening is a bonus, and what you learn will be yours."

Qin Ze: ? ? ?

No, how old are you?

Is she really only nineteen years old?

This sounds like something the older generation would say.

Are you taking advantage of me?

Qin Ze didn't not want to listen to the lectures; he just couldn't understand them.

Because aerodynamics was a completely new subject for Qin Ze.

He had never been in contact with them before.

Tongzi is also in standby mode.

His understanding of aerodynamics was only slightly better than that of a typical high school student.

Professor Gong spoke eloquently, but every word he uttered was encrypted, as if it were a completely different language, which Qin Ze could not understand at all.

So he could only stare blankly at the multimedia screen, completely dumbfounded.

I would steal glances every now and then at the graduate students in the front row.

Finally, after more than ten minutes.

Qin Ze felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.

He secretly took out his phone.

【您的借记卡帐户1147，于14时43分收入人民币45000元，交易后余额46117元……】

"Minister Wang acted swiftly."

I'm about to run out of food.

Fortunately, the GD01 allowance has been deposited into my account.

Qin Ze immediately closed his eyes and entered the Tongzi Brother.

"I want to top up my account!"

Please select the recharge amount!

"Forty-six thousand, all in!!"

Qin Ze waved his hand.

For adults, the world revolves around nothing but all-in.

Brother Tong earns money and spends it all, not taking a single penny home.

Anyway, just keep 117 yuan and buy some iced cola.

[46000 yuan has been recharged; current playtime: 354 hours!]

Fortunately, the allowance was indeed accepted by the system, just as I had expected.

This relieved some of the pressure.

The next second, the system continued to display subtitles.

[With ample funds, indulge in life's pleasures!]

Qin Ze kept pouting as he looked at the system's prompt.

354 hours, which is fifteen days, I can't even begin to imagine what it's going to be like.

Are you trying to make fun of me?

GD01 has been using Tongzige extensively, causing its rates to rise rather quickly.

The 46,000 yuan, plus the amount of his previous miscellaneous top-ups, could only buy him 15 days of respite.

It's a bit difficult to hold back.

It seems that I was right to refuse to waste my time in GD01.

That project has no remaining value.

I still need to find some reliable projects, and they should be large-scale, with high research stipends.

This is necessary to meet the ever-increasing rates of the system.

Just as Qin Ze was scheming.

!!!

Sudden.

His mind went blank, and he automatically exited the consciousness space.

When I opened my eyes again, Professor Gong on the stage was staring straight at me, his eyes uncompromising.

Seeing Qin Ze open his eyes, Professor Gong put down his laser pointer, put his hands behind his back, and whispered.

"I know you are in the top class, the best in the country."

"But let me make it clear to you, in the aviation industry, the elite class is just a ticket."

"Instead of a guaranteed minimum."

This statement came out.

The scene was completely silent.

In Professor Gong's classes, there is generally no need to maintain discipline.

Because those who can attend his classes are already good at studying.

The students in the front row were practically rubbing their pens together until sparks flew.

"I'm not being presumptuous, but I'm currently involved in a key national project."

"Time is money."

"Taking two hours out of my time to teach you means I have to put my research project on hold for two hours."

"These two hours spent on the project, if converted into funding, would amount to millions."

"Even so, some of you are still not paying attention in class, and are whispering and talking to each other in the audience!"

After saying that,

All the students turned to look at Zhou Jiahao and Qin Ze.

Jiahao's face flushed red instantly.

Although he has a very outgoing personality, he can't help but be perceived this way by everyone.

Especially when the teacher criticizes them.

He now deeply regrets bringing Qin Ze to class.

He only said two sentences, still advising Qin Ze to study hard, but he still got caught by the teacher.

"I won't say anything about their whispers."

"A very small number of people are even playing on their phones downstairs!"

"outrageous!"

The students all looked at Qin Ze and Jiahao.

I thought to myself, these two freshmen are really too bold!

None of us graduate students dare to touch our phones.

"Even worse, some people, not satisfied with just playing on their phones, actually go straight to sleep!"

"The student in the black polo shirt, please stand up!"

Qin Ze stood up amidst the burning gazes of his classmates.

The students then realized...

The "some people" Professor Gong mentioned, a very small number of individuals, and even more surprisingly, one of them was actually the same person.

That's awesome!

Sleeping in Professor Gong's class, what's the difference between that and breaking a cardinal rule?

Gong Jianping had been putting up with Qin Ze for a long time.

Throughout his more than 20 years of teaching, he never emphasized classroom discipline.

This is especially true after I was included in a key national project.

Because students know that they cannot be distracted in this class as soon as they see their own names.

The students who come to my class are all driven by an extreme thirst for knowledge.

Therefore, when Gong Jianping saw someone playing on their phone and sleeping at the same time, it was as if he had seen a rare species.

"Hey you standing there, what's your name?"

Qin Ze paused for half a second, then said, "Teacher, I didn't call out!"

"????"

Gong Jianping's face immediately darkened!

"You also like to talk nonsense?"

What year are you in?

"What's your counselor's name?"

Qin Ze said timidly, "I'm a freshman..."

"The top-performing class, right?"

Gong Jianping understood.

"Do you think you're so great just because you got a perfect score?"

"Who in this classroom isn't a top student?"

Qin Ze was speechless.

It's undeniable that the teacher was in a bad mood and was playing on their phone with their eyes closed.

Then all we can do is stand at attention and take the beating.

"I won't waste the other students' time either."

"This formula is on the projector."

"Calculate the zero-lift angle of attack for me."

"If the calculation shows there's nothing wrong, then you're a genius."

"If you can't figure it out, get out of here!"

Gong Jianping didn't condemn Qin Ze outright; he gave him a chance.

After all, it's the top class.

There might actually be some geniuses out there.

There really are those gifted players who can learn without any formal instruction.

If Qin Ze could calculate this formula, then he was skilled, and Gong Jianping would tolerate it.

After class, we can do some individual ideological education and that's it.

But if he couldn't figure it out, then Gong Jianping wasn't going to tolerate it.

Although he was a teacher, he was also a key professor in the School of Aeronautics and Astronautics, and he held the power of life and death.

If you don't pay attention in his class, failing a course is the least of your worries; you could even be expelled.