The next day, just before class was about to start, a figure sneaked in from outside. She was wearing a mask, her hair was loose, and she looked out of breath. She only took off her mask after she came in.
Those who noticed her immediately saw the rosy complexion still on her beautiful cheeks.
Having not returned all night, Zhao Xuerou, who was about to enter the mecha cockpit for training, turned her head as if sensing something and saw Luo Xiaoli rushing over. A complicated look appeared in her eyes, and she entered the cockpit with a cold face.
Ke Bing didn't say anything, seemingly indifferent to the matter and unwilling to show her attitude.
These lingering worries that used to drive Xiaorou crazy, just like last night, have changed her attitude. But when she woke up, she silently washed up, went out, put on a hat, and became cool and aloof. Now she doesn't get frustrated anymore; instead, she focuses on training every minute and doesn't let her bad mood show on her face.
Who could be in a more dire situation than her?
Last night, before Luo Xiaoli returned, Xiao Rou sat on the bed, listlessly picking at her nails, her eyes vacant.
Ke Bing knew that she was still troubled by being asked to leave school, and that she hadn't gotten out of her gloomy mood even after several days.
So she offered some words of advice.
"Alright, alright, you're really scaring me. It's just a countdown, can you take it easy?"
Hearing the voice, Xiao Rou looked up, her lips curving downwards, her brows furrowed. "It's not as simple as it sounds. You know how much I wanted to stay... I haven't done anything much growing up, and I don't have any stories to tell outsiders about what I've persevered through. I finally made up my mind, and this is how it turned out. Even if it's not for Jiangcheng, just for myself, it's enough to make me sad for a while."
"I'm pretty nonchalant about it. If you can't stay, just pack your bags and go back to Lanjing. You still have to live a good life, right?" Ke Bing advised kindly, her words full of sincerity.
Xiao Rou was somewhat moved, and asked with hopeful eyes, "If Jiang Cheng tells you what your ranking is, will you also be near the bottom?"
"Me? I've looked at the list, top five."
After Ke Bing casually uttered the words "top five," she immediately realized something was wrong. Wasn't this rubbing salt into Xiao Rou's wounds?
As you could see, Xiaorou's face froze for a moment after she finished speaking, then instantly turned extremely ugly. She was humiliated by her own incompetence; her dignity had been easily shattered, and all her efforts of the past few days had turned out to be nothing but a joke.
They get up early every day and are among the first to arrive at the training venue, dreaming at night of staying to become drivers and gaining favor in Jiangcheng.
How ridiculous! What am I wasting my energy on? In the end, I'm still just a lump of mud. What a proud little princess! I'm nothing but a piece of trash.
Zhao Xuerou lowered her head, her nose tingling, and she couldn't help but shed tears. Her eyes reddened, and she stubbornly held back her tears, making her look especially pitiful.
When tears truly well up, how can one possibly hold them back...?
She didn't ask Luo Xiaoli about her test results, because knowing would be another blow to her mind and body.
Without saying another word, Xiaorou covered her head with the blanket, not even taking off her clothes, letting her tears soak the pillow.
The next day, she continued her cockpit training with unwavering determination.
The hatch slowly closed, and Xiaorou closed her eyes, immersing herself in the driving experience.
Flip it over!
Lateral tilt!
Cyclic rotation! Suddenly stopped!
Perceiving the existence of brain-like systems...
I've repeated this series of movements countless times, and I simulate them every night before bed to see if I've made any progress.
She completed the task with ease. When she stepped out of the cockpit, she faced countless gazes. Her instructor, Wan Xingyan, was standing next to her. She didn't notice the hint of surprise in his eyes... Instead, despite her pale face, she still smiled and walked down the escalator.
Excellent! Superb results!
Although he couldn't compare to those exceptional students who caused a sensation from the very beginning of the test, Wan Xingyan, looking at the data in his hand, felt that such progress was already quite good for Zhao Xuerou herself.
He was amazed by the progress made in such a short time.
I couldn't help but look at this girl whose face was pale but whose beauty was still breathtaking.
She forced herself to act nonchalant, suppressing the urge to vomit, trying to prove to everyone, or perhaps to herself.
I'm not the worst, at least I'm trying!
Next, the other trainees took turns practicing in the cockpit.
Students who were usually unfazed by such training now looked tense, and the atmosphere in the hall was not relaxed but rather serious and oppressive. Some instructors didn't understand what was going on.
Wan Xingyan holds a high position, essentially doing part-time management of the college, but his focus remains on scientific research. He understands perfectly well why these youngsters are so repressed.
I don't know who kept it to themselves, or maybe there are no secrets that stay hidden forever, but Jiang Cheng brought back a group of researchers who seemed off. The situation on the Arctic front was very tense, and the entire research building was bustling with activity in order to build an unmanned observation site.
Once the situation turns against them, the few possibilities are easy to guess. After learning some information, the trainees inevitably thought that the resurgence of the Ancient Spirit was getting closer and closer, and that war might be about to begin. The next urgent task was to select pilots.
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