Dimensionality Reduction Rolling [Quick Travel]

In the middle of the night, Instructor Qi lights up the lamp to prepare the lesson plans.

The theoretical knowledge, the students have almost learned, and then it is time to arrange actual combat.The Western supernatural system and the Eastern system are almost two different systems. It is difficult for these children to truly understand the difference without first-hand contact.

He put down his pen, called his old friend, and greeted him very kindly: "Mr. Zhao."

When Minister Zhao heard his name, he was shocked: "What do you want again?"

Instructor Qi was not at all angry at the vigilant attitude of the other side: "I don't want anything expensive either. The kids on my side are going to try actual combat. Are there any live targets on your side?"

Minister Zhao was categorical: "No! It's all used up! Poor!"

Instructor Qi didn't change his face: "Didn't you catch a few Western spies a while ago? They came to us with diluted holy water to instigate high-level intellectuals and were reported by Aunt Chaoyang. I remember their cultivation base It’s all okay. There are still seven left, right? I only want half, and you send four over, hurry up.”

Minister Zhao was stunned by his brazenness: "Bah! You are a fucking dream for me! Do you know how rare this spy is?! Four more? Do you think I look like a spy?! I look like me!" Let your students play! Just two, is there more? Tomorrow I will personally send it to you!"

"Hey, old Zhao..." Instructor Qi glanced at the phone that was beeping busy, and hung up on the other side.

He sighed.

How can two be enough... Worrying.He couldn't find more targets, so maybe he really had to fool Lao Zhao, pretending to be a Westerner together, and playing tricks with the students.

"Instructor Qi."

Instructor Qi was surprised.When was the second person in the house? !Turning around to look, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Master Judge." He poured tea for the Judge, "You drink, you drink. Your Excellency is here, do you have anything to order?"

Judge: "I don't drink tea, instructor Qi can do as he pleases."

Instructor Qi followed the judge's deep eyes and looked down, only to realize that he was too nervous just now and took the wrong cup.The set of purple sand cups he pretended to entertain guests is still on the shelf, and the huge enamel teapot in his hand has "Labor is the most glorious" printed on the front, and "Promote the Spirit of Lei Feng" on the reverse, and the big red letters are still a little faded.

Instructor Qi: "..." He calmly picked up the tea mug and took a sip, "Good tea." He put the enamel tea mug on one side of the table.

Judge: "..." Good concentration.

"I grabbed something a few days ago." The judge said calmly with a complicated mood, "See if you need it. If you don't need it, I will kill you."

Instructor Qi nodded.It turned out that before the boss disposed of the garbage, he came to ask if the waste could be recycled.With a feeling of collecting tatters, he asked respectfully, "What is it, dare I ask?"

The judge pointed to the side, and instructor Qi saw a tight-knit Westerner out of thin air.

The Westerner glared at him.Not only staring at him, but this Westerner also has wings.

... and wings? !One, two, three, four... four-winged angels? ! ! !

Sending the judge away calmly, Instructor Qi sat on the ground with the support of the table: "Where is my medicine... Where is my medicine?" With shaking hands, he took out the quick-acting heart-rescuing pill, and drank half of the bottle with his neck raised, his lips were still blue. Just call Minister Zhao, "Old Zhao!"

Minister Zhao was annoyed: "What else do you want? Just now, Lao Zhang also came to me to ask for a spy. You have to give him one. You only have one left."

Instructor Qi: "I don't want it anymore!"

Minister Zhao: "What are you talking about?!" What kind of angry words are you talking about? !

Instructor Qi: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Minister Zhao: "...Old, Lao Qi?" Wouldn't he be mad from anger? !

Instructor Qi smiled and couldn't breathe again, and quickly swallowed the remaining half bottle of quick-acting heart-relief pills, holding his heart and gasping: "Hahahahaha... Guards... Guards! Call the doctor! Hahahahahahahaha... ...Old Zhao, I like picking up trash, I like picking up trash so much, I can pick up trash for a lifetime!!!"

Minister Zhao: "..." It's over, Lao Qi is really mad at him, "Old Qi! Lao Qi! Take heart!"

*

"Today is going to be an actual battle." Qin Sheng looked forward to fidgeting, "I don't know who our opponent will be, hehehe."

Qu Wuyi lazily said: "It depends on the situation. The last training was just a little priest. We caught him and let him go. I cried so much that my heart softened."

Qin Sheng: "..." He pretended he didn't hear it, and looked around, "Where's the instructor? Why hasn't he come yet?"

Instructors are never late.When it was time for the usual training, I saw two guards carrying a medical stretcher one after the other from a distance.

Qin Sheng was at a loss: "This, this is...?"

The person on the stretcher struggled to sit up: "Students!"

Qin Sheng: "Fuck! Instructor?! What's wrong with you?!"

Instructor Qi's face was pale and he was in high spirits. With a hanging needle in his left hand, he waved his right hand boldly: "I don't care! Students! Today, it's finally time for our actual combat drill!"

The few medical staff who followed were a little nervous, staring closely at Instructor Qi, their faces turning green.

Everyone: "..."

The few of them looked at each other in awe.Instructor Qi is a role model for my generation who is so sick and persists in his work!

Qin Sheng: "Then our actual combat target today..."

Instructor Qi laughed "haha" and said, "Bring it up!"

Qin Sheng: "It's tied so tightly? Wow, he has such a fierce expression... Wait?! What the hell?!" He leaned against Jiang Xingxiu softly, "What the hell is this an angel?"

Instructor Qi smiled lightly: "My flower family has a vast land and abundant resources, and what kind of spies can't catch it! It's just an angel, so why make a fuss about it."

The other students were stupefied, Jiang Xingxiu looked around and could only answer the question: "Yes."

Although the tightly tied angel couldn't understand Chinese, he still felt the contempt in Qi's words and struggled angrily: "shit!"

Instructor Qi's violent temper immediately came up, and he took off his shoes and threw it at him: "Did I tell you to talk?!" It was not enough, and I wanted to jump down and fight.

The medical staff immediately surrounded him and pushed him back: "Master Qi! Don't be angry, don't be angry, keep calm! Don't have such a big mood swing!"

Qin Sheng and others: "..."

Jiang Xingxiu continued to smooth things over calmly: "Instructor Qi is always going strong."

Instructor Qi was very happy immediately: "I appreciate Comrade Jiang Xingxiu's mentality very much, you all learn from him." He patted the stretcher to educate the students, "It's just an angel, in the future we will have two, three, four... There are countless, we can use that so-and-so paradise as a pigeon farm!"

Suspecting that he was so angry that his old friend had made a fool of himself, Minister Zhao brought two spies to make amends to his comrades early in the morning: "..."

Minister Zhao took a look at the training ground. From his point of view, he could only see Instructor Qi who was aggressively lashing out at Fang Qiu, and the students who looked at Instructor Qi seriously with adoration on their faces.

He took a few steps back quietly, and made a painful phone call: "Doctor Liu, I... Let me ask a question, I was so stimulated that I went crazy, and I had all kinds of delusions, can I still be saved?"

*

Director Zhao, who suspected that Instructor Qi was crazy, soon became a patient in the bed next to Instructor Qi.But not psychiatry, but cardiology.

After training the students with the angels, the people above Instructor Qi contacted the judge and got the judge's consent. A few days before the competition, they exchanged the angels with the bald eagles. The two flower growers detained in the bald eagles the scientist.

The chief of the bureau responsible for the supernatural phenomenon, the bald eagle, led the emissary back in fear, not daring to think about the inhumane ravages that the dying angel had encountered in the flower planter.

After some communication, the angel said with a world-weary face that he would compensate the bald eagle and fly back to heaven.

The director looked up at him and suddenly realized something was wrong: "Dear Angel!"

The angel turned back gloomyly: "Huh?"

Chief: "No...it's all right." I just wanted to ask...how about the feathers on your wings?

hair?

Of course, Jiang Xingxiu and the others finished it off during the month-long chase.

Li Angel went bald, but he wasn't super strong.

*

Qu Wuwei sewed the last stitch and showed it to Jiang Xingxiu: "This down jacket, can I sew it?"

Jiang Xingxiu was very satisfied: "Yes, yes, very yes. You can sew a scarf with the remaining hair, and we will give them to the chief as a souvenir later, angel cards!"