Chapter 60: Subsonic Flight of the Model Aircraft!

After hearing that, Wang Yaqin could no longer hold back, really! Sometimes the gap between people is even bigger than between a person and a dog.

They originally thought their own little junior brother was a genius, which had already dealt them a heavy blow!

And now you tell me, our school, in order to poach the little junior brother to come study, even offered such a costly scholarship?

Are they really studying at a university? In other words, are they really studying in the same world?

Why is it that everyone is equally a student under the same teacher, yet the gap is so huge!

"Fine! I just hope that when the time comes, little junior brother, you won't feel reluctant, senior sister—I won't be polite with you, this damn rich guy."

"One million! That's a full one million! That would be enough for senior sister to eat how many McDonald's takeout meals!"

Thinking about how she hardly ever orders takeout and usually stresses over coupons, Wang Yaqin felt her teeth itch with hatred.

"Fine, later you can order more for the world, senior sister, you've worked hard this period, it's only right to treat you well."

Looking at Li Mingyang's calm and carefree demeanor, not even taking his own little threat to heart, Wang Yaqin felt like a deflated balloon.

Forget it, forget it, I'm really something—despite having reminded myself so many times in my heart, never to compare myself to such a pervert.

Doing that would only dampen my own motivation and bring no other benefit.

But how can I still not help thinking like that? It shouldn't be, it's really not supposed to!

Although they look like normal humans on the surface, who knows if the inner species aren't different?

……

"Senior sister, are you sure we can just take off like this, with no problems?"

The campus area of Harbin Institute of Technology is not ordinarily huge.

Even before, there was a joke online saying it's not that Harbin Institute of Technology is in Ice City, but that Ice City is inside Harbin Institute of Technology!

The college where Li Mingyang's aircraft design and manufacturing major resides has an area that goes without saying, after all, such a major needs broad experimental grounds.

Moreover, Li Mingyang and his group arrived around 3 p. m., which is exactly when students have class.

So in the vast playground, besides the two of them, senior sister and junior brother, there was no one else present.

"What's the issue, little junior brother? Just fly boldly and confidently—after all, we don't see anyone around, so no need to worry about accidentally harming innocents if something goes wrong."

Wang Yaqin's expression was utterly carefree, and indeed, for our major, test-flying our little creation is completely normal.

And the school does have dedicated grounds—for example, the place they are currently at is exactly such a ground.

Of course, this only applies to ordinary undergrads or average-level grad students; if they are like them, elite doctoral students under an academician.

Generally speaking, their work has a genuine professional testing ground, and can be tested at that level within the school.

And Li Mingyang's designed Stellar Vessel, although its level far exceeds that of his peers, overall it should still not be considered out of spec.

Conducting a small test flight in the school's grounds, by rights it shouldn't be considered a big deal.

"Alright then!"

Although Li Mingyang still had some doubts in his heart, since his senior sister said so, it should probably be fine.

After all, his senior sister is experienced; it's likely she did plenty of such experiments back when she was at school.

With his senior sister's assurance, he can go ahead boldly; given his confidence in his own work, there definitely shouldn't be any problems.

After all, he had rigorously calculated every datum of the model aircraft, and carefully checked each part during production, so there is absolutely no error.

Then the model aircraft he produced naturally cannot have any quality issues.

For his first work in life, Li Mingyang is still reluctant to skimp on materials, even using aviation aluminum alloy for the fuselage.

Of course, the reason he's so willing is largely because these materials are free, placed in the lab for him to use as he likes, without cost.

If Li Mingyang had to dip into his own little savings, he probably wouldn't be able to bear such expense.

For this, the only thing to say is having an academician big shot as a teacher is great!

Even if it's just a bit of scrap material casually showing from between his fingertips, it's enough for Li Mingyang, such a fresh-faced novice, to squander.

"Don't be nervous, everyone has a first time; even if this experiment encounters some accident, it's no big deal."

"Anyway, senior sister has looked over your test procedure, junior brother; in principle there shouldn't be any problems, and even if there is a mistake, it would only be in minor details."

"All in all, this already counts as a successful aircraft build; we just need to keep a calm mindset."

Watching Li Mingyang place his work on the runway, before even starting it, he couldn't help but sigh.

Beside him, Wang Yaqin first froze, then couldn't help but offer two words of comfort.

"It's not that, senior sister—I naturally have confidence in the work I designed."

"I'm lamenting that my technical reserves are still insufficient; according to my design, the endurance of this model aircraft I built is at most about 15 minutes."

"Compared to a true high-end aircraft, my model still falls far short!"

After saying that, Li Mingyang didn't wait for Wang Yaqin's reaction, directly operating his model aircraft via the controller for a smooth takeoff.

Even though this is Li Mingyang's first time building an aircraft and first time actually operating one he made himself, his operation is undeniably bold.

After just a short taxi, he immediately performed a vertical takeoff right there, causing Wang Yaqin beside him to blurt out a national essence exclamation.

Boom—!

Accompanied by a tremendous roar, this seemingly unremarkable model aircraft vanished straight into the sky.

"Junior brother, what's the speed of your model aircraft in km/h?"

Seeing this, even Wang Yaqin couldn't help but widen her eyes in astonishment—this performance…… is it perhaps somewhat over spec?

"320, what's up?"

Hearing that, Li Mingyang casually replied, his face showing little concern.

"320 km/h? That's fine, not too over spec……"

But before Wang Yaqin's words had even landed, she heard Li Mingyang lightly add:

"Senior sister, I'm talking about meters per second, not km/h—320 m/s, which is just about approaching the speed of sound, but still didn't break it!"

"Indeed, junior brother, my technical reserves are still insufficient; I'll have to work harder from now on!"