The director of the Student Union's Work-Study Department looked at the two people in front of him with embarrassment. One was the long-term cooperative party, and the other was his own student.
Junyi, wearing a jacket, put his hands in his pockets, and seemed very unhappy to be called in for a lecture. The model team leader of the exhibition company complained about how Junyi had passed off inferior goods as good ones, pretending to have long legs of 1.7 meters with a height of less than 1.6 meters, and how he threw him and broke his bones after the fact.
"In short, you must give me an explanation today!" The team leader stared at Jun Yi fiercely, and almost lifted his plastered leg onto the table. "In addition to the penalty for breach of contract, you must also compensate me for medical expenses, lost wages, and mental damages!"
The female college student was thin-skinned and had no evidence, so she naturally did not dare to tell the truth. He thought that most female students would be hesitant and cry about this kind of thing, so in the end the school negotiated compensation for her and resolved the issue peacefully.
Unfortunately, the girl he met today was not an ordinary girl.
"This guy wanted to take advantage of me and made a move on me." Jun Yi was very calm, his cat eyes showing his heroic spirit, "I just pushed him and he fell down by himself."
"Nonsense!" The leader raised his voice, his acne-covered face flushed red, and he was panicking and said, "I... why would I take advantage of you? Is this the quality of you A University students? And look at me, it looks like I fell down by myself?"
It looks like that, it looks so like that, it’s like my brain has fallen off.
"Everyone calm down, calm down." The minister wanted to be a peacemaker, but someone didn't let him do so.
The man was wearing a black windbreaker, and his aura was so strong when he walked that he was like a celebrity on the street, attracting everyone's attention. He was used to the surprised looks from others, and even enjoyed it. Standing a few meters away from them, he loudly ordered, "Jun Yi, come here."
The girl's face suddenly fell, and the courage that had stood firm in the face of the evil force just now disappeared with a crash. She had no choice but to walk step by step under the arrogant gaze of the man.
The team leader was extremely angry and banged his cane loudly.
"Hey, kid, who allowed you to leave like this? Who are you..." He suddenly saw the person nearby and his expression changed immediately, "Ji, Ji... President Ji!"
"Shut up! You're the one who called Mr. Ji!" Assistant Ma frowned coldly, with the attitude of a righteous partner, "For an exhibition company like yours that bullies students and files complaints first, there is actually an emcee with such low quality who slanders Mr. Ji's reputation. Just wait for the subpoena!"
"What?" The team leader was stunned. He immediately threw away his crutches and chased after him. However, the plaster leg cast became an obstacle. He fell to the ground after taking only two steps. He lay on the ground and wailed unwillingly, "Hey, wait a minute, President Ji, don't be like this, we can talk it out, wait for me..."
The well-informed director of the work-study program department thought that in this world, evil people are also divided into different levels. Some people do evil with fangs and claws, while others only need to look at them.
The big villain looked down at Jun Yi who was unwilling to approach him, and curled his lips: "Now, what should you say to me?"
"Thank you, President Ji." She smiled falsely, her big eyes narrowed into a line, without any sincerity at all.
The little wild cat was not so easy to tame, but Ji Shiyi didn't care, and his mood improved a bit. Strangely enough, whenever he saw Jun Yi, no matter if she was playing tricks or acting cute, he would feel comfortable. It was like petting a cat, feeling refreshed.
"Get in the car and go to the airport. Don't let everyone wait for you." Ji Shiyi suppressed his laughter and ordered in a cold voice.
Li Jia, who rushed to the rescue, only had time to see Jun Yi's back as he got into the car behind someone. She was dumbfounded by his appearance of following someone like a young wife.
"Who did Junjun go with?" She turned and walked into the room. She walked so fast that her 1.7-meter long legs stepped on the team leader lying on the ground without her noticing.
"Who else?" The director winked at her. "Her boss. Look, Ji Feng's internship contract has been signed, and the terms are pretty good."
Time goes back to two days ago.
Nie Qianqian woke up from her "fainting" and organized everyone to evacuate from the back door of the space museum before her lawyer pursuer came back. Zhuo Fan, who received a life-saving call, rushed back and talked with Qianqian in the coffee shop for a long time, so long that the waiter looked at him strangely when he refilled the cup.
The next day, Manager Nie Qianqian held an offline emergency meeting.
Different from the simple and frugal style of the W Club in the past, this time Qianqian invited everyone to an office in a creative park. The office had not been renovated yet, with only a few long tables. From the window, you could see the large and spacious interior space on the first floor. It was said that this was converted from a factory.
It was rare that all the members came, including the disabled Psyduck. Everyone knew that the club had reached a critical moment of survival.
This year is the first year that W Club has qualified for the World Championships, and it may also be the last year. The amateur club's business is getting worse and worse, and it is so poor that it has to rely on crowdfunding to pay for the trip. If it is blackmailed by someone like Ji Shiyi, it will definitely be a dead end, but none of them wants to disband on the spot.
The agreed time had passed, and there was still no sign of Zhuo Fan and Qian Qian. The club members gradually became impatient.
"Why don't we just fight Ji Feng!" Iron-toothed Little Z suggested, "I think that Ji guy is just looking for trouble. What's so great about being a boss of a big company?"
"Yes!" The other young players echoed, "Let him know how powerful we are!"
Since the first generation of pioneers like Wei Zhi left, the club has recruited students who are full of vigor and vitality. Just as everyone was talking excitedly, Zhuo Fan and Nie Qianqian finally appeared. Along with them, Ji Shiyi himself also appeared in everyone's sight!
Little Z shouted, "You are worthy of being a coach! You caught the enemy directly, come on, brothers." As he said that, he showed his metal fangs and rushed forward. But before he took two steps, his fighting spirit was frozen by Zhuo Fan's cold eyes.
"Z, who asked you to come? Why didn't you go to the cram school? You promised your mom that your grades wouldn't be affected by the drone, but now you don't want to fly anymore, right?"
"Hey, now is not the time to talk about this! Coach, we need to stand together against all odds!"
There was an undercurrent of power in the office, and every club member stared fiercely at Ji Shiyi behind Zhuo Fan, as if they would pounce on him as soon as the coach gave the order.
Two big words echoed in the air: Fight him!
"I'm calling you all together today because I have something important to announce." Nie Qianqian said with a smile.
Zhuo Fan bowed and respectfully invited the person to the front.
"Welcome Mr. Ji, the club's investor, to come and inspect!"
"From today on, the W Club will have a sponsor team." Nie Qianqian held the contract and walked between the two people, "One for each of us. Jifeng will not only provide us with a training ground and a fixed office, but also reimburse all the travel expenses for competitions and training."
What a sudden turn of events! Gong Ming was the first to stand up and object.
"Ji Feng wants to use money to control our team? I don't agree. Brother Yi, don't worry, we will never sign such an unequal treaty that will humiliate our country. Even if it's for you, I will..." Gong Ming's face flushed with excitement, and he couldn't help but look at Jun Yi. This look made his face pale again, "Ah! Brother Yi, what are you doing?"
Jun Yi signed his name in two strokes.
Nie Qianqian comforted him: "Gong Ming, for future matches, you no longer need to crowdfund for travel expenses, and you no longer need to sleep under a bridge at night. From now on, the club will have money. Isn't it good to have money? Do you want Coach Zhuo to repair equipment for free forever? Coach Zhuo's family is not a mountain of gold and silver."
Gong Ming sat down slowly, knowing that he couldn't let the coach spend money anymore, or his wife would tear him apart, but...
"But Sister Qianqian, we fly racing planes for our ideals, not for money!" Little Z retorted.
"If you don't sign, you won't be able to compete with Junjun. You admire your brother Yi the most, right?" Nie Qianqian smiled, pouring a bucket of cold water on Z's face.
Psyduck slid his wheelchair to Junyi's side. Although he had difficulty walking, he was the most stable player in the club.
"Brother Yi, why?" Padawan asked her in a low voice, "Do you really think our club should join Jifeng?"
"I just want to continue the game." Jun Yi blinked his big eyes, "You think so too, right?"
"For me, being able to fly is enough." Psyduck smiled gently and quickly signed his name.
Psyduck and Junyi have similar motivations for joining the club. They both have a goal that they must win, so the current humiliation becomes insignificant.
In the end, under coercion and inducement, Nie Qianqian successfully collected signatures from everyone.
"Next, please invite Mr. Ji from Monsoon Technology to speak for us!" Zhuo Fan respectfully made a gesture of invitation.
Ji Shiyi slowly walked to the simple little table, with his hands on both sides, with a naturally arrogant attitude, as if this was not an empty office, but the scene of a press conference that attracted everyone's attention.
He glanced at the members of the W Flying Club with disdain. They were all kids. It was hard to say how far such a team could go, but it was fine as long as they were useful.
"I think you all know about Jifeng's entrepreneurial experience. Jifeng started out as a flight control company, and its products are sold all over the world. In the past three years, we have made the best drones in the world. The Fire Department and Navy SEALs of Country M are using our machines." Ji Shiyi's tone was full of boasting, and every pause was waiting for applause. "Jifeng is a progressive company, and so am I. My greatest strength is that I don't hold grudges. I will let bygones be bygones. From now on, everyone, fight for me."
Zhuo Fan and Nie Qianqian immediately applauded. They told all the pilots in the club with their actions that the one who paid the money was the party A, the sponsor. When dealing with the sponsor, you should be humble and smile, even if it's fake.
"Jun Yi." Zhuo Fan called her, "Come here and represent everyone to show President Ji your determination."
The club's pilots only follow the lead of captain Jun Yi. Nie Qianqian had a long talk with her before making the decision.
There is nothing in the world that can make Jun Yi compromise, except flying. In order to cooperate with the club as much as possible, Jun Yi at this moment is like a cat with claws retracted, deliberately curling up his front limbs with his tail to pretend to be well-behaved.
She stepped forward and smiled at Ji Shiyi, using the same expression she had used that day when she pretended to be a fan girl. This was not what Ji Shiyi wanted, he had seen a kitten smile sincerely at someone, and it was much sweeter than it was now.
"Boss Ji, thank you for giving us the opportunity." Jun Yi looked up at him and smiled, "We will definitely win the game."
It couldn't be more fake, but it aroused Ji Shiyi's competitive spirit. She was determined to tame this little wild cat and let her know who is the real boss.
"It's just winning or losing, I don't care."
Ji Shiyi's words caused an uproar among the pilots in the club, including Jun Yi, who widened his eyes in disbelief.
If the game doesn’t focus on winning or losing, then what is the point?
"Boss, I'm here." Assistant Ma led a team of people, carrying large and small bags, and rushed in from outside. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and opened one of the boxes, which contained Ji Feng's sports camera.
"The short videos shot by the racing drones are just like those recorded by Parkinson's patients. They are totally incomparable to the aerial photography effects of Jifeng." Ji Shiyi took apart a sports camera and threw it to Gong Ming. "Since this is the team invested by Jifeng, all racing drones will be equipped with sports cameras for the competition next week."
Gong Ming immediately objected: "Racing drones don't care about image quality, as long as we pilots can see clearly, adding a camera will change the weight of the whole machine and all parameters will have to be readjusted."
"The motion camera is only for recording. You can continue to watch your own blurry simulated images."
"Are you planning on recording the race with a racing camera?"
"You can say that. You can overcome other problems on your own. Junyi," Ji Shiyi turned to look at her, as if he wanted to see how much she could compromise in order to participate in the competition, "Captain of Club W, come and talk to your teammates."
But this time, Jun Yi did not give in. She would not agree with any attempt to change Ji Feng's approach.
"My Gale will never..."
Zhuo Fan covered her mouth and nodded vigorously: "We will definitely follow President Ji's request."
"Very good." Ji Shiyi curled his thin lips arrogantly, as if he had known that the other party would compromise.
Little Z jumped out angrily: "Hey, you are a guy who only knows how to operate a drone, but you don't know anything about racing planes! I bet you can't even watch the first-person racing scene."
Ji Shiyi didn't care: "What do you have to bet on?"
Ordinary people who have not received training really cannot appreciate the first-person drone racing scenes. For example, Nie Qianqian's pursuer, Ace Senior, vomited after only wearing FPV glasses for ten seconds.
Little Z was very confident and pointed his finger: "I bet on her!"
Everyone immediately looked at Xiao Z strangely. Was this child’s Chinese taught by the physical education teacher?
"Okay, let's bet on her." While Xiao Z wasn't able to react, Ji Shiyi agreed immediately, "If you lose, Jun Yi will have to obey you." He put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned towards the stunned girl, and rarely showed a smile.
Once something is said, it cannot be taken back. Jun Yi inexplicably turned from a hero into a prize with a red ribbon.
"I'm sorry, Brother Yi." Little Z scratched the back of his head and said to Jun Yi with embarrassment, "I made a slip of the tongue and caused you trouble. It's all the fault of that Ji guy!"
"Don't worry, I won't lose." Jun Yi put on his baseball cap and shouted to his partner, "Pikachu, do you want to have a game? Just you and me."
The young man in the wheelchair responded quietly.
When everyone arrived at the indoor venue downstairs, they couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
The space is the size of two basketball courts and is divided into two floors. The headlights are turned off, and dozens of barrier gate outline lights are lit one by one, interweaving with the guiding light strips on the ground to form a set of sci-fi winding tracks, making people feel as if they are in the cyber world of the future.
It was much more professional and sophisticated than the wild field they had built with 50 cents. The pilots who were quite dissatisfied with Ji Shiyi just now suddenly lost their arrogance.
Seeing the pilots staring in amazement, Assistant Ma regained his sense of superiority: "Put away your admiration. The future of W Club is contracted by our boss!"
Ignoring the commotion on the sidelines, Jun Yi adjusted the FPV glasses and handed them to Ji Shiyi.
"Hmm?" Ji Shiyi snorted, "Help me put it on."
Obviously he doesn't know how to use it, Jun Yi thought. Seeing Ji Shiyi with his arms crossed and looking superior, he really wanted to smash his glasses directly on his face. Jun Yi endured it again and again. Qian Qian made an agreement with her that she must be obedient for the club.
So, she raised her hands with a smile on her face, but unfortunately the height difference between them was too big.
"Lower your head, I can't reach it," she said.
"Hmm?" Ji Shiyi never lowers his head, but in front of this petite girl, he has to lower his noble head.
Jun Yi stood on tiptoe and buckled the elastic ring of the FPV glasses from the top of Ji Shiyi's head, then slowly pulled the straps on both sides, and his fingers accidentally stroked Ji Shiyi's ears. At first, Ji Shiyi only felt a slight numbness on his scalp, and then the numbness rushed to his chest with the blood. He couldn't help but look up and bumped into the girl's focused gaze.
Perhaps it was a habit of the pilot, she always stared with full concentration, her cat-like eyes were clear and bright, as if they contained the entire ocean.
The next second, Jun Yi suddenly tightened the straps, and Ji Shiyi froze.
"Too tight?" Jun Yi tilted his head and stopped, thinking, I didn't expect this guy's head to be so big.
Ji Shiyi gritted his teeth and said, "You have very strong hands, don't you know that?" His head was almost cracked by her!
"I'm afraid it's too loose and you'll vomit on your glasses," Jun Yi said frankly.
"Let go of my hand!" Ji Shiyi spoke each word clearly. The numbness and tingling just now were all illusions. Only pain was the real feeling.
Just as the two were talking back and forth, Gong Ming could no longer sit still. He walked up to Ji Shiyi in three or two steps and pulled off the glasses that were still on Ji Shiyi's forehead.
"Let me do it, Brother Yi, you go get ready."
Perhaps it is because of his good looks, after covering his arrogant eyes, Ji Shiyi's sharp facial features softened, no longer aggressive, revealing his true beauty. Different from the slightly feminine elegance of the current traffic stars, his handsomeness is the handsomeness and unrulyness of a sword ready to be unsheathed in a costume film.
From this perspective, he is not annoying at all, Jun Yi thought to himself.
A few minutes later, Psyduck was ready on the other side. Nie Qianqian announced the start of the game, and she gave the order.
The drone took off from the starting point with a whoosh, and Psyduck's racing drone followed closely. On the paperclip-shaped obstacle course, the two drones ran side by side, neither giving way to the other.
The vision in the glasses keeps rolling, comparable to the speed of F1 without windshield, which makes your stomach cramp every minute. Especially when you witness the passing of the wind from the first perspective, it has a super vomiting effect.
The two people's drones were so fast that they formed two red and green light bands that passed by their eyes.
"Ah! It's a pendulum!" Little Z shouted, "Be careful to avoid it!"
The obstacle on the track actually started to move, and the drone was about to hit it. Jifeng immediately rolled and yawed while controlling the throttle, narrowly avoiding it. On the other side, Psyduck did not change speed at all, and rushed straight through the shaking pendulum with precise calculations.
Psyduck's calculation was too accurate, not even a fraction wrong, and because of this decision, he was able to get out of the circle faster than Gale.
"Beautiful!" Little Z jumped up excitedly.
Psyduck is good at avoiding obstacles, Junyi is good at super high speed straight line, the two kept exchanging positions. The drone flipped rapidly, stopped and dived suddenly, the harsh sound of propellers stimulated the heartbeat of the audience, they watched the situation in the field eagerly, and no one cared about Ji Shiyi's condition.
The two drones came to the pendulum obstacle again, but Psyduck took the lead and tried to cross it in a straight line without slowing down. However, the Swift Wind, which was one position behind him, suddenly accelerated.
"Brother Yi pushed the accelerator!"
"If you speed up over obstacles, you will crash!"
Amid the exclamations of the pilots, Ji Feng flew past the obstacle at a strange angle like a sword drawn from its sheath. But she was too fast, and the propellers scraped against the light strip, causing the fuselage to shake violently and was about to fall.
Jun Yi immediately rolled to the right, and Ji Feng finally stopped falling and regained balance. Unfortunately, this shaking made her lose the opportunity to regain the advantage.
It wasn't until Psyduck won by a narrow margin of one second and both planes landed safely that someone remembered why Ji Shiyi hadn't vomited yet?
"Let me tell you, our boss can't possibly lose. You know how a roller coaster works, right? He goes up five circles and can still hold a meeting when he comes down." Assistant Ma took the opportunity to praise his boss. "Stop struggling with these petty tricks of yours!"
Junyi took off her glasses and looked back at Coach Zhuo Fan in confusion. She had guessed how Ji Shiyi had done it, but Zhuo Fan made a gesture to keep quiet.
"Impossible!" Gong Ming was furious, "You must have cheated!"
"Okay." Jun Yi quickly pulled Gong Ming, raised a not-so-sincere smile, and walked up to Ji Shiyi, "You win."
You could almost hear the sound of a kitten grinding its teeth, but Ji Shiyi still felt it was not enough.
"If you had known you would fall into my hands, why did you bother?" He extended his right hand condescendingly, shaking hands with her as if it was a gift, "I will also take a step back. Only your Jifeng can remain unchanged. Everyone else must do as I say."
Jun Yi smiled even more fakely and raised his right hand to hold his tightly.
With a click, Ji Shiyi's smug smile turned strange. His hand seemed to be stuck by a pair of pliers, which were still exerting force.
Ji Shiyi's mouth twitched. He could neither pull his hand away nor did he want to reveal the fact that his hand bones were almost crushed by a petite girl.
"Hey!" Gong Ming rushed to the two men, "Why are you holding on to our Brother Yi? We will modify the drone according to the agreement, and we will listen to you from now on!"
Jun Yi then let go and returned to his companions. She looked down at her palm and glanced at Ji Shiyi in surprise. It was so rough. She didn't expect that the big boss who was pampered and only responsible for signing would have such rough palms.
"Very good. I like people who know the times." Ji Shiyi turned and left. "See you at the first qualifying round."
Ah! This person actually wants to go to the competition with them. He must be possessed by a demon!
Back in the club office, Xiao Z had a terrible headache. Just as he was about to discuss countermeasures with others, he noticed that the other teammates were distracted by something.
The originally empty room is now filled with equipment that pilots need, just like a professional drone studio. Plus the professional training ground downstairs, it is a paradise for the pilots of the W Club who are used to being poor.
Seeing that their eyes were all shining, Xiao Z couldn't bear it anymore.
"Hey, you guys can't waver! You said you wanted to beat him up with me an hour ago!"
"We wanted to beat him up just now, but now... we just want to cling to his thighs! Look at the 16-channel controller, the high-end mushroom antenna... and..."
"There's also a high-end 3D printer!" Little Z left his friends and ran over excitedly.
Young people don’t have any deep hatred. They can forget all grudges with a smile in a minute.
Amid the shouting of the players, Jun Yi heard someone behind him whisper, "Jun Jun, thank you." It was Nie Qianqian, who saw everything. "You know, Zhuo Fan has spent a lot of his savings on the club in the past few years. Now he has his own family and children. I really can't bear to let the club become a burden to him..."
"I don't care. As long as I can play, anything is fine."
Jun Yi never pays attention to anything other than racing drones, which is both her shortcoming and her advantage, and Nie Qianqian takes advantage of this.
"Boss, you are amazing. You conquered those young fools so quickly." Assistant Ma quickly followed Ji Shiyi who was walking towards the garage, his face full of admiration. "I feel dizzy just watching that little plane flying around. How come you look so relaxed at first sight? How did you do it?"
Ji Shiyi smiled mysteriously and said only three words: "Close your eyes."
If he closed his eyes, wouldn't he be unable to see anything? And no one else would know that he had closed his eyes.
Assistant Ma was convinced, but he immediately thought of the time when he risked his life to accompany a gentleman on a roller coaster ride.
"Do you close your eyes when riding a roller coaster?" He vomited terribly at that time.
Ji Shiyi ignored him, took out his phone, swiped to the photo of himself wearing FPV goggles, and said to himself: "Assistant Ma, you captured it well. I am indeed handsome and cool. I will keep this photo for later announcement of Jifeng's entry into the drone racing circle."
"Ah?" Assistant Ma couldn't keep up with his boss's thoughts. "Are you serious? That racing drone is like a toy compared to our Jifeng products."
"I've already spent all the money on renting the studio, and you think I'm a philanthropist?"
"Of course not, but..."
But Monsoon has no experience.
"We want to make a small drone with better performance than the SL, and let the people of M country have a taste of what it feels like to be surpassed by others." Ji Shiyi said with his head held high.
This man, after being attacked by a sneak punch, actually planned to stand on his opponent's stage with dignity. It was too arrogant.
But it is precisely because of his arrogance that he is Ji Shiyi.
"stop!"
Suddenly, a voice sounded behind them.
Gong Ming, who had come running out of nowhere, pointed at Ji Shiyi angrily.
"Ji, what's so great about being rich? What if you buy the club? I will never hand Jun Yi over to you!" He was so excited that his neck turned red. "Jun Yi, I will protect him."
Ji Shiyi put his cell phone back into his trouser pocket. The pain in his hand bones made his movements seem particularly slow.
When Gong Ming was young, he once went to his brother Ji Jingli to shout for someone, but unfortunately, he not only failed to keep it, but also almost lost himself. From then on, Ji Shiyi began to build Monsoon, building his own fortress.
Although it happened many years ago and it seems ridiculous now, Ji Shiyi has never forgotten the embarrassment and helplessness he felt at that time.
He suddenly smiled and said loudly: "I hope you remember what I said today, young man."
After saying this, he held his chin high and walked away without looking back.
The first qualifying match will be held at 5pm the next day at the Simatai section of the Wild Great Wall, which is two kilometers long.
The majestic and magnificent ancient Great Wall is winding and tortuous. The open natural environment and unpredictable wind direction increase the difficulty of the competition. At that time, the wall will light up the beacon fire, and together with the obstacle gates with lit shells, it will construct the appearance of the entire track. This scene combines antiquity with technology, as if the past and the future collide, full of technology.
The W Club members hurriedly changed into the monsoon sports camera and arrived at the scene in advance to test the flight. It was Ji Shiyi's business if he didn't want to win, but the W Club would never lose.
"Jun Yi, I have something to tell you." Gong Ming tugged at the girl beside him who was concentrating on debugging the plane, "Can you give me a few minutes?"
Junyi wore a loose and handsome dark red flight jacket, with her ponytail tucked under her baseball cap. She never cared about her clothes, nor did she dress up deliberately. She didn't have the gracefulness of a girl, but in this bleak and gloomy autumn, she looked particularly smart and dazzling.
"What's wrong with you lately? Are you worried?" Jun Yi tilted his head to look at him, "What do you have to say? What's our relationship?"
Brothers or comrades-in-arms?
Junyi's personality is straightforward, more straightforward than some boys. She treats her chosen partners very well, and because of this, no matter how Gong Ming hinted before, he didn't get any response.
Under the girl's concerned gaze, Gong Ming's face gradually turned red. Before, he had talked to Li Jia about Ji Shiyi. In addition to mocking him, Li Jia also told him what he was most worried about.
Lijia said: "Your senior is right. While that Mr. Ji is still interested in Junjun, you should pave the way for the team. If you miss this opportunity, you will miss it forever."
"You mean Ji Shiyi is..."
"Woman, if you reject me, I will take over your world!" Li Jia was so into the role that she imagined the entire TV series in her mind in an instant. "But don't worry, he's just a domineering CEO. Our Junjun will never be tempted. Because Junjun likes her brother Wei Zhi, and she misses him even though we are far apart. But... I always feel that Wei Zhi doesn't seem to know, or he pretends not to know."
"In that case, Brother Yi should have given up on that person earlier." Gong Ming felt it was not worth it for Jun Yi.
"Give up him and choose you?" Li Jia was happy and patted his shoulder. "A beautiful flower has already been taken and still needs to be loosened. I'm optimistic about you, little shovel, give it a try."
Gong Ming really wanted to give it a try, but he was afraid that it would embarrass both of them after he said it, after all, they were both pilots from the same club.
"Forget it, let's talk about it after the game, if I can fly into the top three." He retreated back to his original position.
Jun Yi freed up one hand and patted his shoulder: "You can do it."
The boy's heart suddenly warmed up. He was about to say something when a sharp voice interrupted them.
"Eh? Isn't this Jun Yi from the attached high school?"
The people who came were a group of student-like girls. Drone racing has a high threshold and a small audience, so there are few female pilots, and even fewer female fans. They are cute and chirp like little birds, attracting the curious gazes of the surrounding pilots.
"Brother Yi, is this your friend?" Gong Ming asked.
Jun Yi looked at the few people, seemed to think for a while, and shook his head: "I don't know them."
The leading girl was unhappy: "Jun Yi, why are you so arrogant? If you hadn't been suspended for a year for injuring someone, who would know you?"
"That's right, you messed with Meimei's boyfriend, do you have any shame?"
Who is Meimei? Junyi was puzzled.
"What are you talking about!" Gong Ming couldn't stand it anymore. This was not an alumni meeting, they were clearly here to cause trouble.
"My classmate, what we said is absolutely true. Junyi lost both his parents when he was young and no one cared about him. He always hangs out with boys and has no sense of shame. Don't be fooled by her."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Gong Ming was so angry that his face turned red.
In middle school, Jun Yi's eccentricity made her isolated from the whole group of adolescent girls, like a black tulip in a sea of ​​flowers, out of tune and yet eye-catching. She is obviously not soft or sweet at all, but she can always become the dream lover of the boys with a handsome look back.
Of course, Junyi himself didn't know and never cared.
She glanced at the leading girl and asked, "Are you here to participate in the competition as well?"
"Sister Linlin's boyfriend is one of the first SL players signed in China." The girl next to her said arrogantly, "You are unlucky to meet him in the first game. Senior Zhixing will send you home in just one round."
"Jixing?" Jun Yi's eyes lit up, and his face showed excitement. "Is it the Zhixing who made it to the Saudi Arabia finals last year?"
Gong Ming secretly cried out that it was not good when he saw this. He had seen Jun Yi's expression before. Once her fighting spirit was ignited, it would be like a raging fire. The competition at the amusement park was still fresh in her mind. The competition was coming up, and she couldn't let the coach scold her again because of a private fight.
Without even bothering to seek justice, Gong Ming simply dragged the man away.
"What? Are you scared? Don't cry if you lose." The leading girl was still challenging, "My boyfriend is super awesome."
Jun Yi paused, turned around, looked at the other person, and grinned.
"Whether I'm powerful or not also depends on whether your boyfriend can catch up with me."
The girl was immediately stimulated and said, "Of course I can catch up with you. Just wait for my boyfriend to chase you!" As soon as she said this, she realized that Jun Yi had tricked her and became angry. "Jun Yi, you did this on purpose. What do you mean? Come back to me!"
"Linlin," the tall boy came over from a distance, "Who are you talking to?"
"Senior Zhixing!" The arrogant girl immediately became cute and docile, with all her tenderness on her face. "I met my classmate. Let's not talk about her. Let's go catch butterflies, okay?"
Ji-sung smiled amiably, "Okay, we're almost ready here, so we can spend a lot of time with you."
Several people came to an unmanned beacon tower, and Zhixing took out the racing drone "Li Gui".
It was a specially made drone with titanium rotors. Under Zhixing's control, the evil spirit crept toward the bushes at the foot of the Great Wall, and the strong wind it created soon forced out the butterflies resting in them.
All of a sudden, colorful butterflies flew in all directions, as if a fairy from heaven was scattering bouquets of flowers into the air, spectacular and gorgeous.
"Hurry up and catch up with that golden swallowtail butterfly." Linlin excitedly pointed at the largest butterfly on the phone screen, "I want it!"
Zhixing pushed the accelerator, and the sound of a ghost breaking through the wind was like a sharp whistle. The sharp metal propellers spun rapidly, forming a spiral of strong wind, which instantly sucked the swallowtail butterfly into the air above the drone.
"Ah! We're about to catch him, hurry up!"
Amid the girls' shrill laughter, the young man moved his fingers slightly.
The butterfly struggled hard, but it couldn't escape the strong pull of the whirlwind...
On the other side, Gong Ming followed Jun Yi to the club's ground station.
"I don't believe their nonsense at all. I just don't want to cause trouble before the game. They even said you are a female hooligan. That's too much!"
"What she said is true." Jun Yi shrugged nonchalantly, "I used to be really good at fighting. Brother Wei Zhi saw how strong I was and advised me to learn Sanda. After that, no one dared to bully me."
When talking about her and Wei Zhi, Jun Yi's eyes would light up. She was proud of her past even when others ridiculed it. Gong Ming didn't know what to say, as if any words seemed boring in front of her memories with Wei Zhi.
After all, how much importance does this person hold in Jun Yi's heart?
"How's the beacon tower doing?"
But Panda's voice made it difficult for Gong Ming to continue the topic. Xiao Z also came back from the other side. Gong Ming glanced at Jun Yi who was unaware beside him and had to give up the previous conversation.
Before each race, the W Club conducts a pre-race analysis on site and formulates a plan based on the actual track to determine the points where they can overtake their opponents. Different routes are chosen to give them the opportunity to stagger their routes with those of other pilots and avoid collisions.
The Great Wall track includes 3 beacon towers and 14 sets of obstacles. It takes more than ten minutes to walk through it once. The pilots have to test fly separately and then integrate their experience together.
"There is a strong updraft on the left side of the third beacon tower." Gong Ming pointed to the marked point. "When the drone arrived at the previous set of obstacle gates, it was already close to the low position. If it turned with high throttle, it would be easily pushed against the wall by the uphill wind and exploded."
“But if we slow down at the Beacon Turn, we will lose the climbing advantage of the sky loop later.” Xiao Z doesn’t want to give up the obstacle he is best at.
"Jun Yi, you decide." Zhuo Fan looked at the captain.
Jun Yi already had his own plan, and pointed to the side of the beacon tower: "Accelerate here, roll right to maintain speed and pass the beacon tower."
The others looked at each other in confusion. Not everyone could do what Jun Yi said. Their racing machines were not as fast as Jifeng.
"Drone racing is a team competition. It's meaningless for one person to win." Zhuo Fan disagreed, "Think about it again."
"It doesn't matter. Let Brother Yi take first place and we won't be ranked too far behind." Gong Ming defended Jun Yi, "Teamwork is important, but you can't slow down Jifeng just to cooperate with us."
"Don't worry, coach, we will win." Psyduck and Xiao Z also said.
Zhuo Fan still had an expression of disapproval, his brows furrowed deeply, and Jun Yi's hair stood on end when he stared at him.
Their coach is good in every way except that he is too serious... But that only applies to drone competitions.