Yue Peng didn't care at all about the ridicule from the elite class. At this moment, Yue Peng was carefully calculating his scores in one subject after another.

In the end, I was relieved to find that I only needed 49 universal points to make up for the 60 points I had failed in eleven subjects.

With this discovery, Yue Peng felt slightly relieved.

Tomorrow morning, hand speed and air combat maneuvers will be tested, and two hundred students will be selected to enter the virtual air combat showdown, which is the highlight of the final exam of the air combat department.

"In short, let's get into the top two hundred tomorrow." Yue Peng murmured to himself. Compared with the previous seventeen subjects, Yue Peng was full of confidence.

Looking at the time, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Yue Peng threw the optical brain textbook aside, randomly entered the training room, and began to use the special hand speed training program to train hard.

As long as nothing happens, Yue Peng will almost stand in front of a professional hand speed training device and conduct hand speed training.

During the entire training process, Yue Peng was also thinking about the flying movements that he had to work hard to master, which was the stacked roll maneuver. This is also a flying movement that can be fully performed with a hand speed of 13, which is regarded as

An intermediate flying action has been evolved.

In this way, after two full hours of training, feeling completely exhausted, Yue Peng fell into a deep sleep. For tomorrow's assessment, Yue Peng already had a general plan in mind. In short, he was able to enter the top two hundred.

, just get the qualification to enter virtual air combat.

Yue Peng is really not too keen on being in the limelight.

At nine o'clock in the morning the next day, the sky in Anyong City was cloudless and clear. The winter sunshine shone on the streets and alleys of Anyong City, adding a touch of warmth to the coldness of late winter.

Tens of thousands of first-year students have all gathered in the core playground of Zone 1 of Kishito Air Warfare University.

The huge core square was already completely dark, and the perfect circular playground was surrounded by a ring of metal buildings, just like the ancient Colosseum. Among these buildings were air combat assessment venues one after another.

In order to ensure the fairness and impartiality of the assessment, in addition to the faculty and staff of the school, the examiners also have official pilots from the Silo Air Force Base as consultants and supervisors.

Class C, Class 6, where Yue Peng belongs, is placed in the corner of the giant square as always, in a very inconspicuous place. At this moment, Yue Peng, wearing school uniform, is standing in the queue, with a peaceful look on his face.

Xu Wen next to Yue Peng was the same, with a relaxed face.

"Hey, Yue Peng, how many subjects have you failed in total?" Xu Wen touched Yue Peng with his elbow and asked in a low voice.

Yue Peng glanced at Xu Wen slightly from the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help but roll his eyes. This Xu Wen really didn't want to open any pot.

"Section 11, what about you?" Yue Peng asked.

"It's okay, it's okay. There are only four subjects. There is no need to make up the exams during the summer. But brother, you have to work hard. This is your last life-saving straw. If you can't grasp it, your winter vacation will be gone."

." Xu Wen said with a smile: "I want to give you the latest news. In the past month, the elite class seems to have practiced extra hard."

Yue Peng ignored Xu Wen's words, but pointed his gaze slightly not far away in the direction of Elite Class 1. Coincidentally, several students from Elite Class 1 also pointed their gaze slightly at him.

There is a trace of hatred and a faint disdain in it.

Needless to say, there is no need to say much about the hatred. The two elite classes and Chen Tong are not dissatisfied with Yue Peng. As for disdain, it is even simpler. Ever since Yue Peng's junior military gymnastics, his performance has been a mess.

As for squad leader Dong Wei, he didn't even look at Yue Peng. In his opinion, Yue Peng was completely uncompetitive. Moreover, after such a long period of hard training, Dong Wei's hand speed had improved to an astonishing level.

progress.

No one would doubt Dong Wei's ace status among the first-year students.

In the viewing room on one side of the core playground, Principal Joseph Needham is sitting in it. Next to him, there is General Wellington. In addition, Chen Tong, the core faculty and staff of the Air Warfare Department, and even the head teacher are all here.

in the room.

Needham was a little over fifty years old. When he was young, he had been an excellent pilot, but he was not on the Belon star. And for Wellington, Needham also respected Wellington and basically responded to his requests.

On the contrary, he was full of hostility towards Chen Tong, the "spy" sent by the Seventh Affiliated Academy of the Yueshi. However, behind the Seventh Affiliated Air Combat Academy of the Yueshi was the huge Yueshi Group, and Joseph Needham had nothing to do with Chen Tong.

What a great idea.

However, all these are private personal grudges. What Needham needs to see now is the quality of these more than 10,000 first-year students. Their quality will directly determine the strength of Kiandong Air Warfare University in the next few years.

.

Picking up an optical brainboard, Needham looked at the general scores of the first-year students. The top 100 were firmly dominated by the elite class. The scores in all cultural classes were all above ninety-five points. This was absolutely

It can be called excellent, which undoubtedly made Joseph Needham feel the slightest surprise.

As for Yue Peng, there were already 7,000 people left, so Joseph Needham wouldn't pay attention at all.

Seeing Joseph Needham's eyes like this, Chen Tong and even the two elite class teachers' faces were filled with pride.

"Principal, the results you see in front of you are basically the final results, and there will be no further changes." Chen Tong, who was sitting on a metal chair on one side, said to Joseph Needham with a half-smile.

"Oh, really?" Needham simply responded, already feeling vaguely unhappy in his heart. Such results in the elite class had already made Needham feel the slightest pressure. Secretly, Needham already knew that Chen Tong had already transferred a group of people to him.

The grade-level elite class is in control.

Once Needham and Chen Tong had a falling out one day, and Chen Tong withdrew the elite class and sent them to an affiliated academy of the Yuezhi, almost half of the Shore and Air Warfare Academy would be destroyed.

It is an open secret that the Yueshi Group does not want to see the rise of air combat academies other than itself.

Wellington, who was sitting next to Joseph Needham, remained silent. However, when he looked at the ranking list of first-year students, Yue Peng couldn't even see a hair. He couldn't help but wonder, where did that kid go? What's the score?

It won't be this bad, right?

However, Wellington was not too surprised. After the cultural class, it should be Yue Peng's strength. It's just right. Let's see if Yue Peng has made any progress.

"If there are no objections, then principal, let's start the hand speed and flying skills assessment." Chen Tong glanced at Needham's not-so-pretty face, said softly, and lit a cigar casually.

During the move, Wellington was completely ignored.

"Okay." Joseph Needham responded.

As Needham gave such instructions, he looked out the window again. On the core playground of District 1, a giant light screen appeared. The entire light screen was as big as half of a football field, with all the first graders clearly marked on it.

level of life.

The golden color represents the elite class, which firmly controls the top 100, followed closely by the purple Class A class, with the Class B class in red mixed in between. As for the Class C class represented by green, the industrial class

Gongzheng is ranked at the end of the giant list.

Yue Peng's ranking: 7115th.

"Wow hahaha..." Almost a few minutes after the list flashed, there was a burst of laughter from the elite class. Since there was no teacher, the laughter of the students in the elite class seemed even more unrestrained, and their gazes were

They all aimed at Yue Peng, Class C Class 6, who was more than ten meters away.

"Boy, there are more than 7,000 of you. Weren't you very fierce last time? Are you back to your original form now?"

"Hmph! The second place in the overall list is also a position that you can get involved in? You don't even look at yourself in the mirror."

"A rubbish class will always be a rubbish class and cannot become a phoenix."

Without the restraint of the teacher, the students in the elite class turned their attention to Class C and Class 6, and said in a mocking tone.

At this time, students from other classes also set their sights on Class C, Class 6. In less than a month, the number dropped from second place in the overall rankings to over 7,000. This is indeed ironic enough.

On the other hand, Yue Peng, faced with such harsh ridicule, did not spare a glance, just stood quietly with his hands in his hands, his face surprisingly calm.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you talking about? Who is the garbage class?" Wang Ying, who was dressed in colorful clothes, saw the sarcastic look of the elite class, finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked loudly.

"What about you? What do you think? Look at the list. What class is it if it's not a trash class?" Another student from Elite Class 1 said.

"You...if you have the guts, tell me again." Wang Ying saw the contemptuous faces one after another in the elite class, and squeezed out a few words through her teeth. According to his previous personality, he had to carry

My sisters, go up and fight with them.

"Classmate Wang Ying, forget it, stop arguing with them." Seeing Wang Ying's tense look, Yue Peng kindly advised her.

Seeing Yue Peng's peaceful appearance, Wang Ying stiffened slightly, then a hint of dissatisfaction appeared on her face, and then she said to Yue Peng: "Hey, I'm speaking for you."

"Forget it, no matter how loud you are now, it's all in vain." Yue Peng's reaction was still quite peaceful.

"Haha, look, that boy named Dapeng is scared." Such a mocking voice came from the elite class again.

In fact, there was nothing wrong with Yue Peng's restraint. Looking at the huge list hanging above his head, he could see that his grades were not as good as others, and he had no confidence in quarreling.
Chapter completed!