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The specific events of the competition were consistent with the previous University Aerospace Science and Technology Competition, divided into independent research and development results display and simulated flight operations. Ying Jing and his team continued to use virtual aero-engine technology. After nearly half a year of meticulous refinement, the display effect was even more precise.
In this part, the gap between the participating teams was not significant. Overall, the first tier was basically locked in by four teams. The smallest score difference was only 0.5 points.
Therefore, the second stage of the competition would be the decisive factor.
Zhao Mingchuan held up his phone, his face extremely grim.
Medical staff and patients waiting for examinations in the hall frequently laughed at this pair of siblings. A white-haired old man, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha, asked Chu Ning, “Girl, what are you watching?”
Chu Ning said, “A competition. My boyfriend is participating.”
Her tone carried a hint of subtle sweetness.
Zhao Mingchuan snorted coldly, “Disgusting.”
Chu Ning glared at him, barking orders: “Hold it higher!”
Just as CEO Zhao was about to erupt, the old lady also echoed, “Listen to her, she’s a patient.”
Well, she had outside help.
A nurse walked in from outside, took one look, and chuckled, “There’s Wi-Fi here, why didn’t you ask?”
“...” Zhao Mingchuan’s arm stiffened; he had done nothing but lose face today.
“There’s Wi-Fi? Oh, please tell me the password.” Chu Ning said urgently.
“It’s ‘hwjz’, password is six eights.”
Chu Ning repeatedly bossed Zhao Mingchuan around, “Are you connected? Hurry up!”
Zhao Mingchuan felt humiliated. He walked over, held the phone horizontally in front of her, “Look!” Then he turned to leave, inexplicably getting angry.
Chu Ning suddenly extended her still-usable right arm and grabbed his shirt.
“Watch with me.”
Zhao Mingchuan’s body stiffened. He turned his head, his gaze capable of igniting fire.
“I’m nervous,” Chu Ning whispered.
Zhao Mingchuan felt annoyed: Who could stand such a demanding personality? For a moment, he even felt sympathy for that young boyfriend.
Though unwilling, he still squatted down, leveling himself with her, and said impatiently, “Such a dramatic habit.”
The live broadcast flowed smoothly; the competition was underway.
Twenty participating teams were divided into five groups, and points were awarded based on a comprehensive time ranking. A huge simulated ecological system featured mountains, rivers, oceans, narrow paths, straight lines, and S-shaped continuous curves. Manipulating the model aircraft through these obstacles, there would be simulated extreme weather changes midway, increasing the difficulty.
Ying Jing was in the last group.
Having participated in a national competition before, their state and mindset could be adjusted to a balanced line in time. With the home-field advantage, even the camera favored them, giving Ying Jing several close-ups.
Zhao Mingchuan suddenly made a “tsk” sound.
Chu Ning’s eyes didn’t move. “Tsk what?”
“A genuinely upright young man, how did he fall for you?”
Chu Ning calmly replied, “If I wasn’t lying down right now, would you believe I’d have already beaten you until your head was covered in lumps?”
“If you weren’t lying down right now, do you think I’d be here wasting time with you?”
Chu Ning pouted, “Didn’t I just call you ‘gege’?”
Zhao Mingchuan was speechless.
Chu Ning chuckled, turning her head towards him, and suddenly said, “I’m serious, don’t doubt it. Thank you.”
This thank you felt quite ceremonial. Zhao Mingchuan looked at her, his gaze softening, and he responded with an inarticulate “Mmm.”
The live stream continued.
Ying Jing’s yellow and white model aircraft took the lead, with the other three closely following. After flying through straight lines, plains, and basin environments, the wind speed changed, giving way to a vast blue sea.
Halfway across the sea, winds and waves suddenly surged, and the measured ocean current speed changed. This segment tested their ability to handle extreme weather changes. Ying Jing sat in front of the control panel, fully concentrated, gripping the joystick, varying his speed.
Maintaining a stable aircraft and keeping their own rhythm was key.
“Attention, attention, five o’clock position on the left rear, Aircraft A accelerating.” Qi Yu, as co-pilot, observed every change on the field.
“Oh no! They’re trying to encircle us,” Qi Yu’s voice was tense. “Southeast wind, speed 32.4 m/s, the first fifty meters are reefs. Looking at their formation, they’re attacking from the left, right, and top three directions—they’re trying to force you to crash!”
The audience in the stands gasped repeatedly.
Zhao Mingchuan, watching the screen, also understood what was happening: “They’re ganging up, forming an alliance first to eliminate the strongest. Your little boyfriend’s skills are good. Even with all this, he’s still maintaining the lead.”
Chu Ning was too nervous to speak.
What was worse was that Ying Jing was competing with an injury, especially his left arm. If one paid close attention, they would notice that all his operations were concentrated on his right hand. This caused the simulated aircraft’s flight path to consistently veer to the right.
Zhao Mingchuan frowned: “They’re all heading to the left. What’s going on?”
The three aircraft, as if by agreement, changed their course and converged on Ying Jing’s left side.
Chu Ning’s voice trembled: “His left arm is injured.”
They were deliberately attacking his weak spot. Ying Jing was clearly struggling, and the aircraft body swayed precariously. Before long, the tail was violently struck, causing it to swing wildly. The commentator also exclaimed, “Oh my God! Be careful!”
The camera instantly switched to a close-up of Ying Jing’s face.
He had a bruise on his cheekbone and a faint redness and swelling at the corner of his mouth, but his expression was composed, not a hint of panic. However, his slightly pale complexion, which others might not know, Chu Ning knew too well—he must have been in great pain.
Ying Jing was decisive, accelerating the plane. This momentum actually deterred his encircling opponents; improper handling would lead to self-destruction. In a high-speed competition, a moment of distraction or hesitation would give the opponent an opportunity.
Ying Jing’s plane soared upwards, executed a clean turn, narrowly avoided the reefs ahead, and then shot into the sky, greeted by a wide plain.
They were out of danger! The audience in the stands erupted in thunderous applause!
For the latter part of the journey, Ying Jing pushed through, responding calmly, his aircraft banking, flipping, and overcoming every obstacle. In the last three hundred meters, he was extremely fatigued. His left arm ached piercingly, and he could no longer sustain it, letting it drop to his side.
Wan Pengpeng worried, “Boss?”
Ying Jing’s breathing was slightly erratic. He whispered, “Qi Yu, you take over for me.”
He truly couldn’t hold on anymore. The blow he took had landed right on his shoulder blade, leaving it numb and swollen. He had no strength left. Qi Yu quickly moved to his left, “I’m ready.”
Ying Jing nodded, “3.”
Qi Yu: “2.”
“1!”
The two seamlessly exchanged positions. Qi Yu’s hand took the joystick as Ying Jing released it, not letting go until Qi Yu was fully positioned at the center of the control panel. For the last two hundred meters of the straight path, Qi Yu accelerated.
Ying Jing took two steps back, couldn’t steady himself, and simply sat on the ground.
His expression was pained, clutching his left arm, yet his focus remained on the competition.
The injury on his face, the sweat on his forehead, his unwavering gaze.
At this moment, the scene was quietly captured.
Meanwhile, Chu Ning was urged by the doctor to enter for the CT scan. There was a long queue behind her, and any further delay would be inappropriate. Zhao Mingchuan sensed her thoughts, leaned over, and said, “Go in. After the examination, I’ll tell you the results immediately.”
Chu Ning nodded and was pushed into the examination room by the doctor.
The CT scan took ten minutes.
When she came out, Zhao Mingchuan was looking at her with a half-smile.
Chu Ning was nervous: “How was it?”
Zhao Mingchuan no longer teased her, his voice steady: “They won.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“...”
Zhao Mingchuan chuckled, handing her his phone.
On the screen, the host passionately announced: “The university team from C-Hang, this young team, with their outstanding performance and calm and collected response, has brilliantly completed all competition items! The Chinese delegation has won first place in this year’s World Aerospace Technology Competition! Congratulations to them!”
Congratulations!
Chu Ning gently put down the phone, surprisingly quiet.
Zhao Mingchuan, worried she might be in trouble, poked her face, “Are you dead?”
Chu Ning didn’t say a word.
“Oh?” Zhao Mingchuan moved to her right side, looked down, and was stunned, “...Are you crying?”
Tears fell silently.
Zhao Mingchuan sighed, pressing his thumb against the corner of her eye, and whispered, “Don’t cry. It’s worth it.”
Don’t cry.
This journey, you’re worth it.
The scan results would be sent to the emergency room, so Zhao Mingchuan pushed her back to her bed. The young nurse swiftly pushed a treatment cart over. “Bed 13, Chu Ning, time for an injection!”
Chu Ning pouted, whispering, “What kind of injection?”
“Anti-inflammatory. Your wound isn’t shallow.”
“Anti-inflammatory pills would be fine, right?”
Zhao Mingchuan: “...”
The young nurse: “...”
Chu Ning was still concerned, “Or, should I take a few more?”
Zhao Mingchuan: “Pills won’t work. You absolutely need an injection. What are you afraid of? It’s just a quick jab, two seconds.”
Chu Ning: “I’m afraid of injections.” Then she added grumpily, “You have no idea how much injections hurt.”
Zhao Mingchuan paused for a moment and said, “I know.”
Chu Ning looked at him.
“Because I’m also afraid of injections.”
The young nurse chuckled upon hearing this.
Zhao Mingchuan, in his awkward way, coaxed Chu Ning. When it was time for the injection, Chu Ning didn’t dare to look, so he covered her eyes with his palm: “So many fussy habits, can your boyfriend stand them?”
“When you were dating Sister Xi, could she stand them?”
“Are you looking for death?!”
“Yes, I’m looking for you.”
It infuriated Zhao Mingchuan.
Chu Ning was in a good mood. She was about to ask the nurse, “Why aren’t you giving me the injection yet?”
She looked back and exclaimed, “Whoa! The cotton swab is already pressed on me.”
The young nurse looked up and smiled brightly, “It’s already done.”
Zhao Mingchuan had been restless all morning, his temper at its limit, and now she had hit a nerve again, making him feel exasperated. He strode out of the room. Chu Ning called out from behind, “Aren’t you going to take care of me anymore?”
Zhao Mingchuan fumed, “I’m going to pay the bill!”
Turning the corner down the hallway, he heard a flurry of commotion at the entrance. A few seconds later, a figure came rushing forward. Zhao Mingchuan stopped, raising an eyebrow slightly.
Ying Jing hadn’t even changed out of his competition uniform, still in white, looking handsome and graceful. His spirit was still high, but his anxious expression couldn’t be hidden. He grabbed someone and asked, “Excuse me, where is the emergency room?”
He didn’t care if they were medical staff or not, he was just frantic.
Zhao Mingchuan deliberately stopped halfway. Ying Jing looked up and was also stunned.
He had an impression of Zhao Mingchuan.
That time, returning from Xingcheng, Chu Ning fell when getting out of the car. Two pairs of hands simultaneously reached out to help, but she gave her hand to Zhao Mingchuan. This incident left a psychological shadow of 120 square meters on Ying Jing at the time.
Aged vinegar lingers, its sour scent wafting.
Zhao Mingchuan, with his profligate air, had a relaxed expression: “Looking for Chu Ning?”
The alarm bells didn’t ring for long before Ying Jing gave in. He was genuinely anxious and pressed, “How is she? Is anything wrong?”
“Not good,” Zhao Mingchuan shook his head with a pained expression. “Her hand is almost useless. She can’t even swallow water; it just drools all over the pillow. To be honest, the nurses have changed several times. See, I’m out here paying the bill. She has to be sent to the ICU for observation. Who knows, maybe a vegetable?”
Ying Jing’s face instantly turned ashen, his heart skipping several beats.
Zhao Mingchuan saw his reaction and knew he had gone too far. He was just about to explain—
Ying Jing, his eyes reddened, said word for word, “Even if she’s a vegetable, I’ll take care of her for life. I’ll pay for my own person!” Then he snatched the “payment slip” from his hand and turned towards the counter.
Zhao Mingchuan’s heart sank. Damn it! What payment? That’s the doctor’s prescription for medication, two boxes of multivitamin tablets!
Well, he had finally managed to crack a joke to lighten the mood.
Zhao Mingchuan wondered: Why isn’t anyone laughing at me?
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