Chapter 119: Invitation Letter to the Great Club (Ask for a Monthly Ticket After the Tenth Update!)

In the stands, Mr. Peng was about to explode with anger, and grabbed He Lun again: "I don't care what you do, get that kid to me to come to the medical school!"

I saw the medical school, who else would dare to bully Nan Ming! I flayed him alive!

That kid... Although that kid is a bastard, you can't bully him!

Otherwise, I will try my best to find you!

If it weren't for the public, Mr. Peng would stab Wan Jianyong with a scalpel.

Seeing Nan Ming leave, Zhang Feilin was almost heartbroken.

She wanted to catch up, but thinking about it, Nan Ming probably wanted to be quiet by herself at this time, so she stopped.

But this does not mean that she is not angry anymore, she snorted, picked up the camera in her hand, and deleted all the news photos taken today, leaving only those with Nan Ming: "Bah, the devil took photos for you, Post news, if you want a photo, take a selfie with your old face, if you want to post news, post shit."

The senior from the Propaganda Department of the student union next door couldn't laugh or cry, but Wen Wenjingjing's junior sister suddenly swears, how could this happen... I just watched Zhang Feilin press the button to delete, delete, and delete, and wanted to stop it, but he didn't know what to do. : "Hey, my eldest lady, how can you delete them all, leave at least one for me...how can you...you can't... oops! Forget it, I don't care anymore! Just go whoever you love! "

The senior also broke the jar.

Liu Minzhong and the others were already very angry, but now they were even more angry. Liu Minzhong stood up and said, "I'll go to the school to complain!"

This shady scene is too obvious!

Tie Dan came in a hurry. He finished his work in the morning and came over to take a look during the meal delivery. The boss doesn't care about the game, so is he still human?

At this time, he hurriedly asked: "How is it? What's going on?"

Hearing Jiang Chaohua's words, Tie Dan was furious: "Grandma, I'll pour the swill out to their office door tonight!"

Great idea! Forget it if they stink!

Jiang Chaohua began to consider the feasibility of this matter.

Jiang Xiaohui sat aside, her hands tightly twisted together.

My heart hurts... I don't know why, but seeing his brows wrinkled together, my heart hurts.

It hurts to see him laughing nonchalantly...

Jiang Chaohua and Tie Dan were planning how to secretly pour out the slop at night. Seeing Jiang Xiaohui crying in a blink of an eye, they panicked: "Xiaohui, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

Consoling him in a hurry.

In the corner of the stand, Lu Zhenguo's secretary, Xiao Liu, shook his head, got up and began to make a phone call. He was entrusted by Lu Zhenguo to come to watch Nan Ming's game. Although he didn't tell Nan Ming and just hid in the dark, he was also sensitive. Feel that something is wrong.

But more people just raised their mobile phones, took a few photos facing the bottom, and shared them on their Weibo and circle of friends.

Shady! The biggest shady!

They may not be able to protest, but nothing can stop them from spreading the word.

In a small competition, such a shady scene actually came out in the end!

It's no wonder that after so many years, the school has invested so much, and the School of Economics and Information Technology is still a third-rate college!

Nan Ming said that he had something to do, it was really something to do.

This matter is too strange, so deliberately looking for trouble for himself, it is out of the category of emotional disputes between students, and it is not only himself who is unlucky, but also the people around him.

Now that this is confirmed, he must of course find a way to solve it, at least investigate clearly first.

He had just walked out of the library and hadn't walked down the steps when he suddenly heard a buzzing sound. He looked up and saw a quadcopter slowly descending from the sky, hovering not far from him. The camera rotated slowly on the cloud platform, giving Nan Ming a feeling of being stared at out of thin air.

There was a card hanging from the bottom of the quadcopter, and it wobbled and flew in front of Nan Ming. Nan Ming squinted and saw a few lines of small characters printed on it: "Want to join the most talented circle in Qingyang University? You are welcome to join the Yang University Talent Club."

Next to the small print is a QR code.

Seeing that Nan Ming didn't accept the card, the drone still shook, as if urging Nan Ming.

Nan Ming stretched out his hand...and grabbed the aircraft.

In the dark, someone let out a low cry, and said to the people around him: "Is this person reliable!"

"I guess...it's unreliable..." The person next to him raised his hand.

"Come out, I know you should be nearby, I'll borrow your thing to do something small, otherwise, I'll just snatch the drone away!" Nan Ming threatened the camera on the drone.

After a few minutes, a few people came out from behind the side pillars.

Senior sister Mi Qin smiled and waved, and we met again.

Standing next to her was a senior with pimples and glasses, holding a remote control and looking at Nan Ming helplessly.

Nan Ming let go of the drone in his hand, and the drone wobbled and flew out again, flying in the direction of senior acne as if fleeing.

"What is the Bull Club?" Nan Ming asked.

"The Elite Club is a group formed by the top students of our Qingyang University. Only a very few are eligible to join. Even if you are invited, you are only a trainee member and you need to complete the trial..."

The senior with acne looked proud, deeply proud of the club he joined.

Just when the acne senior was triumphant, Nan Ming stretched out his hand and said, "Lend me the drone."

You listened to what people had to say!

The acne seniors were speechless.

"No, this thing is very difficult and expensive to fly, what if it falls?" Seeing Nan Ming directly reaching out to grab it, the acne senior had a look of reluctance, "What are you going to do?"

This tone of voice immediately lowered the aura of the Bull Club by several notches.

"Isn't it just a remote control plane? Who hasn't played it yet?" Nan Ming pouted.

You only control the plane, and your whole family controls the plane. This is called a drone!

The acne seniors are about to go berserk.

He couldn't bear it no matter what, Nan Ming associated this high-tech cutting-edge product with children's toys.

"Isn't a four-axis remote control plane still a remote control plane..." Nan Ming curled his lips, but still stretched out his hand, "Let me play!"

"Let him try it." Senior Mi Qin's boyfriend laughed.

"Thank you brother-in-law!" Nan Ming put his hands together to express his gratitude.

Learn from brother-in-law? What is this called?

Mi Qin's senior sister blushed, and her senior brother-in-law couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "My name is Qin Ye, you can call me senior or brother Qin, please don't call me senior brother-in-law."

He can't afford such a creative title.

Nan Ming took the remote control from the reluctant senior with acne.

It is said to be a remote control, but it is actually more like a console. A tablet computer is connected above the handle, and the flight parameters and images captured by the camera are displayed on it. At this time, the image of Nanming is displayed on the screen.

The entire console is so heavy that it has a strap around the neck.

"How? We use the code to automatically lock the target and track you automatically. As long as we lock you, we will track you no matter what." The acne senior introduced proudly.

"Well, not bad..." Nan Ming said casually and perfunctorily without sincerity, as if it was too great, wouldn't the drones on the market be able to realize this function sooner?

He flicked the joystick lightly, and the drone swayed, almost flipped over and fell to the ground, and flew out obliquely, like a headless chicken.

"Be careful! This is going to be used to participate in the innovation competition!" The acne senior felt that he was about to pee out of fear! That is their latest achievement, it will be a disaster if the plane crashes!

Due to its extremely high chance of falling, the drone can only be regarded as an expensive toy for adults, and they have dropped several of them themselves.

Camera, gimbal, UAV frame, plus image transmission system, a UAV can be said to be all high-tech accumulation, once it falls, it hurts once!

Not to mention, their funds are running out, if they fall again today...

"The balance is really poor." Nan Ming gently swung the joystick back, and carefully turned the drone's fuselage around, and the drone finally stopped flying randomly.

"We... are still modifying the balance code..." the acne senior said angrily, "Be careful."

After experimenting for a while, Nan Ming finally mastered the tricks, and couldn't help complaining: "Tsk tsk, the operability is really bad. Isn't drones all bad? Can you still participate in the innovation competition?"

"Hey, almost all the codes of this drone are compiled by ourselves, but it has core technology and intellectual property rights!" Acne senior said weakly. There are not many people, but this thing has already been rotten on the street. There are top domestic manufacturers, open source software on the Internet, and accessories can be bought on Taobao, and there is no technical content.

"I'll help you rewrite some code someday..." Nan Ming was already unable to complain about the balance of the drone. He had the balance code of the balance car in his hand, and with a little modification, it could be used on the drone.

"Blow it, you..." The acne senior was still not convinced, and underestimated in a low voice, "Beginners who don't know how to manipulate should just use automatic manipulation obediently."

Nan Ming fiddled with it a few more times. After all, he was a young man with a natural ability to comprehend such things, and he soon became good at it.

Nan Ming manipulated the aircraft to fly up and down. Looking at the scenery presented above, he had the illusion of being a drone.

Good stuff!

I want to get one too!

When the three members of Li Jie's team came out of the library, they were not in a very high mood.

Although they won the first prize of 10,000 yuan, none of the three came to participate in the competition for the 10,000 yuan prize.

Not only did I not feel happy when I got the bonus, but I felt an unspeakable sense of frustration.

Ke Tianwei and Sun Yunlong have paid a lot, but now everything is worth it?

"You guys go first, I want to be quiet." Li Jie waved his hand, the two of them looked at each other, they could see the wry smile in each other's eyes, turned around and left without saying anything. (To be continued.)