Simultaneously, at Air China's headquarters, their pilots were in a meeting.
The squadron leader's expression was especially stern; they'd caught wind that Mukino Airlines was already in training.
They too had trained for a week, but considering Madison’s past achievements, the squadron leader didn't dare to take it lightly.
The newly appointed General Manager hadn't set explicit expectations for the selection contest, but the pressure was still immense.
Even among themselves, they were unwilling to lose to the pilots of Mukino Airlines.
Zheng Congyu, the squadron leader and de facto head of Air China, was 35 years old – a young and prominent figure in the industry.
"This selection contest will determine the top thirty pilots. I expect everyone to give their all. If possible, let's keep Mukino Airlines out. Understood?"
When abroad, they would naturally band together, presenting a united front. But in this domestic contest, no one would afford the other a chance to survive.
Thirty competing pilots responded in unison, "Understood!"
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The following day dawned.
At 6:15 AM local time in Slandon Port, thirty Mukino Airlines pilots were ready, wearing their matching uniforms just like they did for previous competitions, sitting upright in silence on the company bus.
Madison, leading the group, was reviewing the selection contest rules.
Competition was the essence of the selection.
"According to these rules, we'll only face Air China in the last round. With pairs competing, it will be down to pilots from the last two airlines to make up the thirty."
Madison's gaze swept over the Mukino International logos emblazoned on the pilots' chests.
"We'll give it our all," assured Charlie.
Other pilots chimed in, "Don't worry, Instructor Meng."
"With our normal skills, we are on par. But with the intense training of this past week, I think our chances are quite good," one pilot said with a laugh.
Indeed, they were anxious. This contest was about pride and whether Mukino Airlines would be overshadowed by Air China in the future.
But having come this far, retreat was not an option. They had to forge ahead, especially since their younger Instructor Meng showed no fear.
The bus journeyed steadily onward.
On W******p.
Jessica: You're the best, Madison, don't be nervous, just do your best! You're always my goddess!
Amelia: Remember who you are. You are Madison, fearlessly pursuing your dreams.
These messages nearly brought tears to Madison's eyes.
She had never been flustered in previous competitions, even able to sleep on the ride there. But this time...
Additionally, there was another W******p message from ten minutes ago.
Ethan: In my heart, you're already number one.
In that instant, Madison's heart settled.
Indeed, what could be more important than Ethan's view? If she was already the champion in his heart, then everything else...
...would fall into place naturally.
Knowing well the significance of mindset, Madison spent the rest of the journey adjusting her emotions to avoid affecting her performance.
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At the selection contest venue.
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