"I'm leaving, I'm going to class today."

Zhou Hai laughed and shook his head, put on his clothes.

Go downstairs and gather.

Everyone saw the old man who had disappeared for three months, moving his limbs and doing morning exercises.

I didn't care about the dormitory manager. After warming up with 100 push-ups, all the flight students started to clean the snow.

After sweeping the snow, everyone went out to run in the cold climate and wind and snow. As the content of the three thousand meters ended, they led the team back to eat.

After dining, I went back to the dormitory to organize my housework.

When Zhou Hai and Yang Miao were sorting out their internal affairs in the dormitory, Tan Gang, wearing military uniforms, appeared with a serious face and directly entered the topic: "Zhou Hai, do you have any idea to be the team leader?"

The team leader and the backbone of the military academy are the lowest-level backbone of the military academy. They assist the district captain in managing the class and have a certain degree of rights.

This year, according to the arrangements of superiors, the aviation school has a new reform system, and all grassroots team cadres are democratically elected by the freshmen team. Generally, the election targets are freshmen with excellent performance.

The entire team of freshmen with the best performance in the flying finger professional team is tantamount to Zhou Hai, who just won the third-class merit.

"Team leader? Uh, I don't have this idea. Captain, please find someone else, Yang Miao can do it." Zhou Hai was stunned when he heard Tan Gang's words, shook his head and said seriously.

As a grassroots backbone of the military academy, Zhou Hai has no idea for the time being, and he doesn’t have so much time to waste in meaningless management.

Learning, skipping grades, becoming a pilot at the fastest speed is his goal.

Traditional military academy life is not suitable for you.

Hearing Zhou Hai's words, Yang Miao was slightly surprised, and quickly straightened his body, stood out with a solemn face, and his eyes were filled with excitement, and he said to Tan Gang seriously: "Captain, I am confident that I can be the team leader and manage the daily lives of my classmates."

The position of team squad leader means a starting point to the future for him.

Tan Gang frowned slightly, looked at Yang Miao, who had a dark complexion and strong military style, and nodded slightly: "Since Zhou Hai recommends you, then you can serve as the team leader of the Flying Finger Major this semester, come with me."

After the words finished, he turned around and left.

Yang Miao quickly followed, gave Zhou Hai a thumbs up, slapped his eyes, and signaled to help him organize the quilt and housework.

Zhou Hai smiled, turned around to help Yang Miao organize the quilt and fold it into standard tofu chunks.

After working hard for a while, the housework was sorted out. At this time, Yang Miao, who was the squad leader of the Feizhi Professional Team, also returned to the dormitory, with a happy face.

After Zhou Hai waited for Yang Miao to talk about his inner emotions, it was already eight o'clock and the new military academy life officially began.

Attend class.

study.

The study and life of the flight and command major is divided into two stages: basic education and training and flight major learning, before and after.

The first class is a compulsory course in culture and advanced mathematics, with classes starting at 8:20.

The flight students divided into three classes quickly left the dormitory with the corresponding books and rushed to the corresponding classes.

As students from Feizhi Class 1, Zhou Hai and Yang Miao were the same. They soon arrived at the corresponding classroom to prepare before class.

In the huge classroom, the lights are bright, the doors and windows are closed, and heating is supplied, making the temperature stable at a constant temperature of 24 degrees Celsius.

"I have mastered advanced mathematics to the postgraduate level. I can see if I can communicate with this teacher later. I have mastered all the theoretical knowledge I learned in the basic education training stage and flight major. It would be a waste of time to continue like this." Sitting in the spacious and tidy classroom, Zhou Hai looked at the first volume of "Advanced Mathematics" placed on the surface of the desk, thinking silently.

"Advanced Mathematics" Volume 1 and Volume 2, Zhou Hai has learned two textbooks in the second semester of his senior year and has mastered them thoroughly.

At normal speed, the basic education training stage lasts for one year and eight months.

It's too long, too long.

Zhou Hai could not bear to sit here and learn repetitive content and knowledge.

This is like chronic suicide!

Many students in the classroom whispered and communicated and chatted.

It didn't take long to wait, class time arrived.

A teacher wearing a dark blue dress walked into the classroom, carrying a blue-bottomed epaulette of the air force emblem on his shoulders. He was an intermediate civilian cadre, about 40 years old.

"Hello everyone, my name is Huang Chunhui. I'm responsible for your math class. Next, call the name. If you read the name, please stand up, Zhou Hai." Standing on the podium in the classroom, mathematics teacher Huang Chunhui looked at everyone, with a kind face and brief explanation, and started to call the name.

Name the name to confirm whether the student is absent from work and to prepare an attendance form to avoid teaching accidents.

Although Huang Chunhui understood that it was impossible for these students to skip classes on the first day.

"Come!" Zhou Hai stood up.

"Yang Miao."

"arrive!"

"Zhang Zhe."

"arrive!"

After spending several minutes, the call was completed, instructor Huang Chunhui confirmed that no one was absent, nodded, and then started class.

"Please open the first chapter of the textbook. You have learned the concept of functions in high school. Now we talk about deeper and more comprehensive functions..." Huang Chunhui, a teacher with the title of lecturer, picked up the textbook full of notes and started to tell the first class.

The first class of the aviation school, the Flying School members gathered their attention, held pens and notebooks, focused on recording the knowledge taught by Huang Chunhui, and gradually learned and understood functions at higher mathematics levels.

However, Zhou Hai was bored.

Very boring.

"If you skip the level, you must formulate a detailed plan. According to the aviation school's hard indicators and regulations, I can currently jump to the professional flight training stage and simulate flights. Only by driving the flight simulator for 100 hours and meeting the hard indicators and after the assessment can I drive the first sixth grade."

Zhou Hai was a little dazzled, thinking about the problem silently, and tried to conceive a plan to skip the level in his mind: "The first sixth class will fly about 100 hours, then the K-8 mid- and senior trainer aircraft will fly 100 hours, and the modification stage will fly solo, 200 hours of coach 10, or J-Chief 7, and finally graduate, hoping to fly J-10."

Skip the level!

This is a word for countless poor students who only look up when they hear it, and a word exclusive to academic masters.

However, this term seems a bit out of reach for military academy students, especially the Air Force Aviation University's Flying Finger Major.

Zhou Hai didn't know whether the aviation school could skip the grade, but he couldn't stand his precious time for more than a year and wasted all of it in repeated learning.

According to the entire training process, if you want to drive the latest J-10C canard fighter after graduation, you will have to go through at least six years of training. Perhaps by then, the D model of the J-10 canard fighter has been launched.
Chapter completed!