If the gold group in the brain can indeed be deprived and given, this means a situation - artificially creating geniuses and core personnel who play a decisive role in human civilization, scientists.
the scientist!
Yes, that's right.
Through the dazzling golden pellets like treasures, a prototype picture has emerged in Zhou Hai's eyes - in the future, talents with extremely high talents and wisdom will grow into cutting-edge scientists and contribute to the country. The powerful force of dedication.
Deprive the golden group and use it for your own use?
unnecessary.
He is just a pilot with a blue sky dream, a soldier guarding the country's airspace, and a genius maker hidden behind the scenes.
The path of a scientist is not the path he wants to take.
However, the premise of this framework idea is that the golden group can indeed take away and give.
The student of the same grade standing nearby felt a little embarrassed and reminded Zhou Hai, who was thinking in a daze, "Zhou Hai?"
"Uh-huh, okay, I'll be there right away."
After hearing these words, Zhou Hai quickly came back to his senses, smiled sheepishly, nodded slightly, stood up and returned the greeting, and said to Yang Miao: "Yang Miao, I'm leaving first."
"Okay." Yang Miao said nonchalantly after returning the gift to the student of the same grade.
After returning the books, Zhou Hai put on a heavy winter coat and a warm Lei Feng hat, left the aviation school library, and headed straight to the No. 4 teaching building in the face of the flying snowflakes.
Snow is always falling and never seems to stop.
Teaching Building No. 4, team headquarters.
"Dong dong!" Zhou Hai stood in front of the team department, straightened his collar, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door gently.
Tan Gang's familiar voice came out: "Please come in."
"Captain, you're looking for me." Zhou Hai said seriously after pushing the door open and seeing Tan Gang sitting on the chair.
Tan Gang smiled at Zhou Hai: "Yes, sit down."
After closing the door, Zhou Hai sat directly opposite Tan Gang, with his back straight and his face serious.
"As for your application, after the school party committee held a meeting to study and decide, it was agreed to hold a separate assessment for you. After passing it, you can jump to the third grade and start flight simulator training." Tan Gang read from the confidential folder , took out a brand new and neat document and handed it to Zhou Hai: "Take a look at this written document and sign it."
Taking the document and the black signature pen, Zhou Hai briefly browsed through the written document "Application for Skipping Level Study by Flying Finger Professional Students".
This is a unique written document consisting of five blank columns: the student’s name, the chief officer of the student team, the director of the political department, the school party committee, and the date. The specific content of the application for skipping study has been written down.
This is the only copy in the whole school.
Because Zhou Hai was the first pilot student to apply to skip a grade since the school was founded.
"Zi!" After browsing, Zhou Hai glanced down to the bottom, picked up a pen, and signed his name in the name column.
Later, Tan Gang took the document again, signed his name in the column for the chief officer of the student team, and wrote down the words of agreement.
"Dang!"
He put down the black pen, opened the drawer, and took out the exclusive seal of the student pilot team with his right hand. The bottom was stained with bright red dye, and his face was solemn and solemn. He printed it firmly on the column of the student team chief officer on the application form, leaving a red mark.
red!
The red is shiny, the red is dazzling.
The name and seal are Tan Gang's affirmation and trust in Zhou Hai, and it is also his firm support.
If a major accident occurs due to skipping a grade, Tan Gang will be held responsible and punished based on his name and red seal on this application.
After carving the seal, Tan Gang picked up the application and put it in the blue confidential folder. He stood up and said, "Let's go, the director of the Political Department wants to see you."
"Yes." Zhou Hai stood up, followed Yu Tan Gang, and left the team headquarters.
The Political Department of the aviation school is located in the core area, on the third floor of the administrative building, far away from the No. 4 teaching building.
The whole journey was silent and silent.
Ten minutes later, in the wind and snow, Zhou Hai and Tan Gang walked through the central campus and arrived at the administration building.
On the third floor, the office of the director of the Political Department.
"Dong dong!" The two stood in front of the door. Tan Gang straightened his clothes, shook off the snowflakes on his body, and then reached out and knocked on the office door.
"Please come in." A slightly hoarse voice came out from the office.
"Hello, Chief!"
"Hello, Chief!"
Pushing open the door, the two of them walked into the office, their backs straightened, and they saluted and said hello to Li Jian, director of the political department, who was handling complicated documents on his desk.
In the office, the heating is supplied and the decoration is simple. It does not have the modern style as expected, but is a bit old. .
There are solid wood desks of some vintage, 1990s-style filing cabinets, slightly stained white walls, an ordinary drinking fountain, and a red telephone and two black telephones.
"Hello, are you classmate Zhou Hai?"
Li Jian, who had the rank of senior colonel on his shoulders, showed a kind face to the two of them, put down the pen in his hand, stood up and returned the salute, smiling.
The rank of senior colonel is only one step away from the rank of general, which can be called a glorious ancestor.
The rank of general means that one has a distinguished status and has entered a real high-level rank in the military.
"Yes, Chief." Zhou Hai looked calm and nodded.
"Relax, don't be nervous. I came to you today just for a chat. Come and sit here." Li Jian, who was about fifty years old and had white spots on his temples, gestured to Tan Gang and then invited Zhou Hai to sit down.
Tan Gang realized what he meant, handed the blue confidential folder to his desk, turned around and left the office without hesitation.
Zhou Hai came to the desk and sat down according to Li Jian's instructions, with an upright posture, a calm face, and bright eyes, showing no signs of cowardice.
"Classmate Zhou Hai, to be honest, when I paid attention to you, your performance surprised and pleasantly surprised me. During the recruit training, you would go to the aviation school library every day, borrow books, learn professional knowledge by yourself in advance, and teach in the beginning In six accidents, he performed outstandingly and won the third-class merit."
Li Jian looked at Zhou Hai who was sitting in front of him, smiled, took out a stainless steel water cup from the drawer, and took a sip of water: "During the special training in Hainan Province, you sacrificed yourself to save others and won the second-class merit again. The Air Force chief knows that Our aviation school has a genius."
"Chief, you praised me."
Zhou Hai did not lose his mind due to the flattery, he looked calm and said seriously.
Steady, rational, and a good young man - seeing Zhou Hai's posture, Li Jian's eyes showed satisfaction and he made an inner evaluation.
"To be honest, your performance not only surprised me, but also the senior leaders of the entire aviation school party committee." Li Jian put down the stainless steel water cup and said softly: "Zhou Hai, why didn't you apply for Qingbei instead? Can you talk about joining the pilot profession?"
"I reported to the chief because of my dream." Zhou Hai held his head high, looked directly into Li Jian's eyes with piercing eyes, and responded.
The sound is powerful and steady, going straight to the core.
PS: I just read the book review section, and I don’t understand. Some of the little bosses really don’t understand the meaning of the golden group, or are they just the “gangster” type? Can we take a broader view?
If you still don’t understand the meaning and function of Jin Tuan in this chapter, then if you say fantasy, then it is fantasy. Anyway, I am writing mine.
Secondly, when did I say that I wanted to write fantasy?
Forget it, I have a lot of thoughts in my mind and am too lazy to reply.
Again, this is the war fantasy category!
If you want to see a pure modern air force without any fantasy, please register at the school every March and take the pilot physical examination. If you pass, congratulations, you will have gone through four years of aviation school, one year of higher education and one year of modification. Train to become a blue sky guardian of the motherland and experience the original pilot life.
Finally, your cutest author is labeled Iron-Blooded and Technical Flow.
Let’s get to the point, everything is in the text.
