The questions in the mathematics paper are simple and ordinary, mainly focusing on the candidate's logic and thinking, as well as the ability to think in geometric space.

As for the English test papers, at a normal high school level, there is no headache reading comprehension, only essay questions.

Pick up the pen and answer the question.

The face is indifferent and the posture is straight.

The pen is beautiful, and the handwriting is neat and beautiful.

More than ten minutes later, Zhou Hai, who had finished answering the two test papers, gently put down the black signature pen and raised his right hand to Zhang Zheng, who was standing on the podium:

"Report, submit the papers."

The words are calm and powerful.

"What the hell?"

Hearing Zhou Hai's voice, Zhang Zhe, who was only a table away, was confused, looked at Zhou Hai with incredible eyes, his mouth opened, and he didn't know what to say.

Submit papers?

That's it?!

"Okay, go side and take a psychological test." Seeing that Zhou Hai had finished handing in the paper in more than ten minutes, Zhang Zheng, who had already understood, had no fluctuation in his heart and nodded.

The whole person was not surprised or shocked at all when he watched Zhou Hai's simulated flight in the morning.

The cultural test is too simple for Zhou Hai, the leader of Sichuan Province, and it is equally simple for every candidate in the classroom whose score exceeds the heavy line.

Inside the classroom, the atmosphere is condensed.

Everyone stopped writing in unison, turned their eyes to Zhou Hai, and gathered on this figure.

The eyes are complex, or amazed, shocked, cold, or admired, all of them.

Under the gaze of everyone full of complexity and strangeness, Zhou Hai, who had an indifferent face, got up, walked up the corridor of the classroom with two test papers in his hand, and arrived at the podium.

The test paper is placed on the desk of the lectern, and he turns to leave the classroom for a psychological test.

"This seedling should be able to grow into a towering tree."

On the podium, Zhang Zheng glanced at the two test papers, looked at Zhou Hai's distant figure, his eyes flashed, and he sighed in his heart.

Zhou Hai is the most potential and talented seedling in the past ten years.

……

Leaving the classroom, Zhou Hai came to the psychological test room next door.

The décor of the examination room is simple and ordinary, about the size of a normal school classroom, and there is a solid wood desk inside.

An officer in a dark blue uniform sat behind a desk and waited quietly, with a kind face, about forty years old, with the rank of lieutenant colonel on his shoulder.

In front of the solid wood desk, a stool is placed.

Other than that, there were no other items in the exam room, not even a spare stool.

"Knock knock!"

Zhou Hai stood in front of the door of the examination room, his posture was as tall as a cloud pine, and he knocked on the door gently.

"Please come in." A low, deep voice rang out.

"Hello, I am a candidate for the psychological test, Zhou Hai."

Hearing the voice, Zhou Hai's face was natural, and he walked into the examination room, facing the officer sitting behind the solid wood desk.

The middle-aged officer showed a kind smile and stretched out his hand to signal Zhou Hai: "Hello, classmate Zhou Hai, please take a seat." ”

"Thank you."

Zhou Hai nodded, thanked him, and then sat in front of the middle-aged officer, looking at it, there was a stack of papers on the table, and the words "psychological test questionnaire" were written on the surface.

"You are very polite, classmate Zhou Hai, I like your character more and treat people with courtesy."

The middle-aged officer stared at Zhou Hai with his eyes, his smile did not decrease, and his words were gentle and gentle: "Don't be nervous, the psychological test is very ordinary, just chat casually, my name is Zhao Chengyun, an Air Force pilot, do you want to hear me tell a story?" ”

"Well, you say."

Hearing Zhao Chengyun's words, Zhou Hai's face was solemn, his back straightened, and he respected the strange old pilot in front of him.

The one in front of him is a senior.

"Before, it was about 20 years ago, we were very difficult at that time, there were external and internal troubles, and life was tight." Zhao Chengyun's eyes gradually deepened, and his face revealed the color of memory: "I'm not afraid of your jokes, it's the kind of tightening your belt, when building the army, the plane is more expensive than human life, and my two comrades-in-arms all sacrificed to save the plane." ”

Listening quietly, Zhou Hai trembled in his heart, did not make a sound, and chose to be silent.

Two, unknown Heroic Spirits.

Remembrance, tribute.

"At that time, the country was at a critical time, and we couldn't help it, now the days are better, the country has money in its pocket, and our air force is rising with the tide, but it's a pity that my two comrades-in-arms can't see the current picture."

Zhao Chengyun sighed slightly, looked at Zhou Hai, and said softly: "My two comrades-in-arms are martyrs, when they were on duty for combat readiness, I said that when they came back, they would eat dumplings at home, but they never came back." Zhou Hai, do you know how dangerous the seemingly glamorous profession of pilot is? ”

"Yes!"

Zhou Hai's face was serious, his sharp eyes looked directly at Zhao Chengyun, nodded, and said, "Every time you take off, it means that you may not be able to come back." ”

Technical failures, mechanical failures, airflow effects, human operation effects, accidents, and a variety of factors and circumstances make the threat of death like a maggot on every pilot's side.

What is the meaning behind this often seen word?

People die,

No corpses!

Every true son of heaven bears unimaginable responsibilities and hardships, as well as dangers.

For example, 67 years ago, the old Northeast Aviation School crashed and died due to the plane being involved in the airflow, Zhu Xuecai.

For example, 67 years ago, Zhu Xuecai's comrade-in-arms Ji Zhengqing was flying a fighter plane during an actual combat training and encountered a US enemy plane and unfortunately died.

For example, the sea and air guardian who died heroically in the South China Sea 17 years ago, Wang Wei.

For example, Li Jianying, a meritorious pilot of the Air Force who did not parachute in order to ensure the safety of the people 12 years ago.

For example, the heroic female pilot who died two years ago.

Built in the Heroes Square of the Huaxia Aviation Museum on the outskirts of the capital, there is a huge reddish-brown marble wall, shaped like wings, which is engraved with the bright red names of the 1,772 heroes of the Air Force, recording 1,772 stories belonging to the blue sky and the history of the Air Force.

It's a monument,

A wall of martyrs condensed with blood and life.

"Then do you know how much effort it takes to become a real Air Force pilot and how many difficult tests you have to go through?"

Zhao Chengyun stared at Zhou Hai, and his words were heavy and serious.

"I don't know."

Zhou Hai shook his head, his eyes showed a determined look, and his words were sonorous and powerful, full of confidence and confidence: "However, I will overcome all difficulties, no matter how much effort I put in, until I become a real pilot." ”

Boldness.

Zhou Hai, who has no worries, has his own courage.

Difficulty?

Hardships?

Dangerous?

What are these?!

Zhou Hai, who is alone, has experienced the pain of the death of his parents, and he has long been afraid of what he is afraid of.