Aircraft dynamics is still quite difficult to understand, but Xiang Mianmian worked on the core of the field and had some knowledge of some data.

Although Yun Haoyu has flown almost all types of aircraft in China and even shot down enemy planes, he knows nothing about how to manufacture and adjust aircraft.

There is no way around it, each field has its own specialties, and everyone’s strengths are unique.

Yun Haoyu was able to fly a fighter plane as if it were his own arm when he first boarded a plane at the age of sixteen. Everyone praised him for his talent and said he was born to be a fighter plane pilot.

He was also a leader on the battlefield. Once, enemy planes surrounded him three to one, making everyone feel that Yun Haoyu had little hope of survival.

The other side's aircraft have excellent performance in all aspects, which our country cannot compare with at all.

But in the critical moment, he was able to maneuver the outdated aircraft, shoot down a plane and capture a pilot alive with his excellent operating skills.

Another plane saw that the situation was not good and ran too fast. Yun Haoyu could not catch up, otherwise his plane could have drawn another star.

Now, seeing Yang Weirui and Xiang Mianmian speaking professional terms that he couldn't understand, he walked back dejectedly.

Lin Lingwu, who was standing by, was also bored. When she saw the uncle leaving, she followed him out.

As soon as they arrived at the hangar door, Yun Haoyu suddenly asked, "What's your relationship with Wei Rui? I remember she only has a daughter and no other relatives in the family."

You know that much? Beep, beep, gossip radar activated!

Lin Lingwu instantly became interested: "The daughter you're talking about is Yang Yifei, right? As for the relationship between Yang Weirui and me... guess what?"

He still had a lot of respect for this big man who died on the battlefield, but he just couldn't stand his twisted look.

After thinking for a long time, Yun Haoyu cautiously guessed: "Are you her son-in-law?"

Isn’t this speculation too outrageous?

Lin Lingwu didn't want to tease him anymore, so she spread her hands and said innocently, "Uh, to be precise, it's little Karami who has clung to her son-in-law. I wouldn't dare marry Miss Yang."

This is the powerful Ms. Yang Family General who is 1V17. Who dares to steal the title of Yang Yifei's husband?

Yun Haoyu looked him up and down with suspicion, "Then how do you know about Wei Rui?"

Lin Lingwu touched his nose. Could he say that he had a special ability that could see people's future and comments?

This is nonsense, no one would believe it if you told them.

Lin Lingwu looked around and said, "Then don't worry about it. I not only know about Yang Weirui's affairs, but also know that you need to pay attention to your own safety in seven years."

"...Are you a Taoist priest? Feudal superstition is unacceptable!"

Hey, it’s hard to persuade a damned ghost with kind words. Being labeled as a feudal superstitious person, Lin Lingwu rolled his eyes and walked away: "Believe it or not, just consider it a great disaster in your life!"

As he walked, Lin Lingwu suddenly came to his senses.

Now that he said that, it seems that his special ability can also be concealed by traditional Taoist techniques. Do you want to go find Taoist Bian to learn a few tricks?

What about copper coins, the six yao, and wearing a Taoist robe with a Taoist look, waving a whisk and sticking on two fake beards, can you pretend to be a Taoist priest and tell people's fortunes?

There is no side effect of becoming a widow, a widower, or a disabled person!

If he wanted to do something, he would just do it. He was very proactive and found Master Bian. He brought him a cup of tea and seriously wanted to become his disciple.

Taoist Master Bian was really entangled and had no choice but to accept this rogue disciple.

After some trouble, Lin Lingwu, who had successfully become a disciple, happily returned to his lounge, but found a familiar figure wandering in front of the door.

Seeing him, Yun Haoyu looked around furtively. After confirming that there was no one around, he whispered, "Can this be considered a marriage? Is it accurate?"

Regardless of Lin Lingwu's experience after returning, Xiang Mianmian has been discussing the adjustment of aircraft parts with Yang Weirui.

Everyone is striving for excellence, trying to make the country's image more impressive. Even the smallest flaws will be picked out, discussed carefully, and then rectified.

It is the silent dedication of so many people that has enabled China to climb step by step from the bottom to the top of the world.

By the afternoon of the discussion, Xiang Mianmian could no longer bear it and was yawning non-stop. Bi Zhengxian found a place for her to make a bed and let her take a nap.

Yang Weirui saw it but didn't say anything. With such high mental consumption, he couldn't continue without replenishing his energy.

She still had the energy to work with other colleagues on other aspects, such as wings, landing gear, cockpit, fuel...

After the improvements, every detail of the aircraft was checked again and again to ensure that no problems could occur. Once it flew into the sky, even rescue would be a luxury.

While Xiang Mianmian was sleeping soundly, the people from the B City Research Institute had already made a small part of the parts.

It’s not that they don’t want to continue, but they are stuck on a difficult problem. After they thought about it, they could only find a way to find the original author to give them a lecture.

Wang Zhen scratched his head in confusion. "Where am I supposed to find him? Oh, right, that kid Chen Shuisheng definitely knows where he is!"