I also want to stick with the bamboo horse today

The two packed their gear and set off.

Zhuang Wenyao: "How far is it?"

Lu Zhiheng: "Not far, we will be there soon."

"There is still wasteland here, is it on the side of our school? It really is a desolate wilderness where no one sees..."

"Yes, it hasn't been developed yet. But this is not bad, it just happens to be used as a flying field."

"The model airplane boss is actually by my side! Let me tell you, during the aerial photography last semester, you, Brother Xi and Tianjiao, the three of you had a pleasant chat with each other, but I couldn't get in the way... So Of the three bosses, I am a rookie..."

"No, you are the face value of our team!"

"You say this with such a face, you are not convincing at all, okay... At that time, Tianjiao was still pushing me into the pit. I didn't expect that I refused Brother Tianjiao's instigation, but I didn't resist your temptation!"

"Hahaha...why do you refuse? You can try the drone."

Zhuang Wenyao was originally afraid that being playful would affect his studies, but in front of him, there is a real college bully and model airplane who is so good at playing, it seems too shameful to say that to him!So I changed my words: "Brother Tianjiao said that a drone is a flying camera, which is boring. If you want to fly, you should fly it, it has technical content!"

"That's true... In fact, Tianjiao mentioned the time-traveling machine, I also have it."

"...Senior, pay attention to your language."

"Ok?"

"It's okay, you can continue."

"Oh. But the crossing machine is too powerful and dangerous. It must be flown strictly according to the regulations. So I rarely fly."

Although Lu Zhiheng is confident enough in his flying skills, he never takes any risks based on the principle of being responsible for the lives of others.

"Isn't there a wasteland over there, is there no one there?"

"Occasionally, I go to walk the dog."

"Is that so..."

The two walked and chatted, and arrived soon.

The so-called wasteland is not a barren land, some weeds grow savagely, but they are trampled in a mess by tourists. Some grounds are dense and vigorous, while some places are crowded with people, and they are trampled into roads.

In the afternoon, there were no clouds, the sun was high, and the light was strong. They put on goggles, determined the location, planned the route, and conducted a complete test on the remote control performance.

Lu Zhiheng explained the operation method of the remote control to Zhuang Wenyao: "It's similar to Tianjiao's drone. This remote control also has four channels. The left hand controls the throttle and heading, and the right hand controls the elevator and aileron..."

Demonstrated take-off and landing, "Take off on hard ground, land on grass, the operating range of the joystick should be small. The rest is up to you." Handed him the remote control.

"Okay!" Zhuang Wenyao took it solemnly, feeling more nervous than flying Zhuo Tianjiao's drone for the first time.

The moment he controlled the plane to take off with his own hands, he jumped up and down excitedly like a child going to an amusement park for the first time: "Take off! Wuhu~~"

The control of the model airplane is not as simple as Lu Zhiheng described. Even the basic movements of climbing and turning require the coordination of various channels.But fortunately, our Zhuang Wenyao has some background in remote control aircraft and video games. He developed his hand feel very quickly. Fuyao flew steadily for a few laps, and even started to do flipping "stunts", although it was all because of his operation. A far-fetched beautification of forcibly saving one's respect after being rescued by mistake.

"How long has it been flying, is the battery dead?" Zhuang Wenyao said, "Why don't you stop?"

"Okay, try landing." Lu Zhiheng nodded, "Don't descend too fast, it's easy...to stall."

As if confirming Lu Zhiheng's words, the plane suddenly lost its balance during the deceleration process, turned its head down, and began to fall uncontrollably.

"Fuck! What should I do..." Zhuang Wenyao subconsciously moved the joystick in a panic.

Lu Zhiheng wanted to tell him to operate by himself, but felt that it was too late, so he held the remote control and covered his hand, "Don't refuel when you encounter a stall, it will be worse. Return the joystick to the center and wait for the plane to restart in the air." Gain speed and then control." After a short operation, the plane gained speed at low altitude, glides for a certain distance, and lands safely.

Zhuang Wenyao was a little dumbfounded: "Isn't the stall caused by too low speed? Why can the plane regain speed without refueling?"

Lu Zhiheng explained: "The stall just now was caused by too fast deceleration, but in essence it was due to the air imbalance between the upper and lower wings, which could not gain lift and counteract gravity, causing the plane to fall. Too high or too low a speed would cause the air to lose stability, and the plane would lose its balance. Stall. Refueling at this time, isn’t it speeding up and crashing?”

"Oh..." Zhuang Wenyao nodded: it seems to be the case.

"Stalling at low altitude is very dangerous," Lu Zhiheng said. "If the speed cannot be reduced, it will be a hard landing. The landing gear will be damaged at the slightest level, and the aircraft will explode at the severest level."

Zhuang Wenyao: "So is it better to fly at high speed and high altitude, and there is still room for correction in case of danger?"

"You can say it like this, but it is not advisable to blindly accelerate, because the rudder effect of the aircraft is very large at high speed, and it is difficult to control. The throttle must be well controlled, except for taking off and climbing to the end, and must be pressed when leveling. Only by using the throttle and letting the plane fly at an appropriate speed can the stall be effectively prevented." Lu Zhiheng concluded, "Do you remember, Mr. Future Pilot?"

"Oh~" Zhuang Wenyao learned a lot from his words, but at the same time, he also felt a little disappointed, but he didn't want to show it, boasting, "You are so good, I think you are more suitable to be a pilot than me..."

"How can there be?" Lu Zhiheng explained, "Actually, I prefer to make model airplanes. In terms of flying technology, I only need to test the performance of the aircraft, so it is still relatively lacking. I have been practicing for a long time in the simulator before I dare to fly. But you are different. Ah! You haven't practiced on the simulator, so you can get started directly on the real machine, and you can get started very quickly."

Zhuang Wenyao calmed down a little: "Really?"

Lu Zhiheng nodded sincerely: "Yes! Most people are not as good as you, and proficient skills are only obtained by bombing many machines."

Not only was Zhuang Wenyao no longer depressed, but he also started to shine again, smiling: "I haven't practiced simulation, so you just let me use the real machine, and you are big enough."

"Because I believe in you!" Lu Zhiheng lightly bumped his shoulder, and calmed down in a relaxed tone, "Actually, I wanted you to operate the whole process independently at first, but Duan Xi and I cooperated with Fuyao. half of the plane, so cherish it. Except Fuyao, you can blow up other planes as you like!"

The airplane is not only a flying tool of modern civilization, but also a symbolic form of human dreams.

Lu Zhiheng enjoys the process of making model airplanes, designing, processing, and flying, sending ordinary raw materials to the blue sky with his own hands, and has a sense of accomplishment in making dreams.Whenever the model airplane takes off smoothly, like a free-flying bird and completes various actions freely, Lu Zhiheng will have a sense of satisfaction and happiness that the mission has been completed.The rest of the time is given to those who have dreams, and they can chase at will in the sky of their dreams.

And even if it blows up in your hands, it's worth it, Lu Zhiheng thought so.

"Really?" Zhuang Wenyao chuckled: It wasn't very obvious just now, how did he notice my change of mood?

"Of course it's true!" Lu Zhiheng generously stuffed the remote control into his arms, "My eldest wife is for you to play with!"

"..." There seems to be something wrong with this sentence?But what the hell! "Since you say so, then I will..."

Lu Zhiheng: "You're welcome!"

"Hahahaha good!" I'm too willing!I feel that this so-called "big wife" is not very favored...

Zhuang Wenyao felt better.He understood what Lu Zhiheng meant: he believed in him, even if it really exploded, it wouldn't be a pity.But Zhuang Wenyao would never allow this kind of thing to happen, and he became more serious than ever. According to what he said before, he checked the center of gravity and landing gear, tested performance, adjusted parameters, refueled, and raised the rudder.Petrel gained lift and began to climb upwards, the propellers humming smoothly and nicely.

"It's flying!"

"great!"

"At this time, press the accelerator and maintain a suitable speed..."

"Yes. Draw figure 8s in the air, practice turns and pitches, build muscle memory."

"it is good!"

Different from the high and transparent azure blue of the sky, Haiyan is a more profound deep-sea blue, shining in the sun, flying freely, and the whistling wind seems to be ringing in the ears, which is inspiring.

Zhuang Wenyao's operation became more proficient each time, different from the cautious and cautious at the beginning, he became more flexible and free when he touched the door, and a smile overflowed his face unconsciously.Coupled with the fact that the aircraft itself is well-made and has excellent performance, it flies smoothly.

"Wuhu~~" He suddenly burst into laughter, "Brother, I thought of a sentence, don't hit me..."

Lu Zhiheng looked at him with a smile: "What?"

"It's more fun than sister-in-law! Hahahahahaha..." Zhuang Wenyao laughed wantonly, leaning back and forth, but controlled "sister-in-law" to fly smoothly.

Lu Zhiheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "What's the mess? It's not serious..."

He didn't hit him, but held his hand, manipulated the joystick to turn down the rudder, put the accelerator to the end and then quickly returned to the center. Under his control, Haiyan suddenly raised her head and then fell quickly!

"Wow, what are you doing?!" Zhuang Wenyao exclaimed.

Lu Zhiheng let go of the remote control: "Now the plane has stalled, what should I do?"

"I know! The joystick is back to the center..." Zhuang Wenyao said and did it calmly in the face of danger. Haiyan suddenly seemed to be lifted up by a pair of invisible hands during the fall and regained her stability.

"It's really recovered!"

"Yes, the air is a fluid, which can help the aircraft correct the imbalance of force." Lu Zhiheng said, "Now it is in the gliding state, and you can use the rudder to climb again, or slow down and slide down."

"I want to try landing!"

"it is good!"

"Slow down slowly, the rear wheels land first..." The plane slid a certain distance on the flight path and landed smoothly.

"It's not a hard landing this time, is it?" Zhuang Wenyao looked at him expectantly.

"Not counting!" Lu Zhiheng smiled, "Very beautiful!"

Wuhu~Zhuang Wenyao was so happy that he flew up, and gave a standard military salute: "Thank you for the compliment, chief!"

"En." Lu Zhiheng chuckled, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder approvingly.

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