Forced to be at the same table with the full-level boss

"..." Xu Tianrui felt that as long as he spoke now, Yao Yu would definitely blame him for missing the target.

In the next second, Yao Yu's face collapsed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Can you shut up?"

Xu Tianrui: "..."

I'm sorry, if you don't speak, the responsibility will fall on him.

Yao Yu merged with the smell of the gun muzzle, put down the gun in displeasure, made a big face, and didn't say a word except that sentence.

After the sixth shot was finished, the girls were still surrounding Yao Yu, mainly because Yi Yi, who was ranked first, stood beside him at some point and was trying to teach him how to use a gun.

"Leave me alone," Yao Yu frowned, and impatiently shook off Yi Yi's hand, "It's your turn, a bunch of people behind are waiting for you to win the championship."

After saying the word champion, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered CILL who was more than 8 months old.

That day was actually pretty much the same as it is now.

Yi Yi didn't take his words seriously. Instead, he took two steps forward, grabbed his hand and put it on the barrel of the gun. He circled around his neck and put the gun on his shoulder.

"Don't worry," he whispered in Yao Yu's ear, "Playing with guns is a psychological battle, and the one who is anxious loses first."

Yao Yu: "..."

This sentence inexplicably touched an unknown point of the student surnamed Yao. He rolled his round eyes and finally landed on the hand that was adjusting his grip.

The instructors didn't even touch hands when teaching guns.

Yi Yi took two steps back, looked at the target and said, "Steady the recoil."

His voice line is lower than that of his peers, showing an underdeveloped magnetism, which is caused by the pronunciation habits brought about by speaking too much English. He listened to the male god man hanging up and down with Xu Tianrui and other male duck voice genres. See.

Yao Yu's ears were itchy by what he said.

He furrowed his eyebrows, silently looked at the crowd of onlookers, and said, "Hurry up."

Yi Yi didn't have the habit of asking the instructor "Do you understand?" after teaching, the No. [-] position over there was waiting for him to take his place, he hesitated for a while, and chose to go back and finish the shot first.

After the gunshot, beautiful ten rings.

The cheering team thought they were too happy, but the movements were not controlled by the brain at all.

Cao Xiaoning is a member of the cheering team.

There was a distance of 20 meters between No. [-] and No. [-]. This time, Yi Yi went straight to Yaoyu without looking sideways after the fight.

The face of the student surnamed Yao showed no signs of improvement, and the sneakers landed absent-mindedly on the ground. When he saw a certain established champion approaching step by step, the nervousness that had not been in place came lightly.

After two shots, Yi Yi was firmly in first place with the [-]th ring, and there were not as many half-baked players around him, so the competition instantly turned into a fight for second place.

And the probability of being really second and penultimate is about the same.

Contestants No. [-], [-], [-], [-], and [-] said one after another: People do things?

Thinking of how this person could be a mascot when he came over, Yao Yu rubbed his hands and got ready to take his seat, then took a step, and saw No. [-] trembling in front of him, and asked, "Can you teach me how to do it?" fight?"

Yao Yu: "..."

One misses the target, ask how the other misses the target?

Afraid that he might not understand, No. [-] went on to say, "I saw that you shot pretty well just now, but you missed the target. After you shot, my target reporter lit up."

Yao Yu: "???"

Because it was so funny, No. [-] suppressed his laughter when he spoke, causing his face to twist and his lips to tremble, turning his question into a mockery, and then watching Yao Yu's face darken a little bit.

What is the concept of hitting someone else's target?

For Yao Yu, it was a concept more embarrassing than missing the target.

God hit someone else's target.

Why didn't you say it earlier? ? ?

wrong.

At this historic moment, Yao Yu realized that what he was most afraid of was not being heard by the loudspeaker Xu Tianrui, nor by Kang Xiaolingtong, but by someone who was walking.

No. [-] may have hidden the evil intention of taking the ring data for himself, so he didn't inform him of the bad news immediately, and reported that the target device was cleared to zero after the game.

How wise, Yao Yu thought.

Thinking about it made his tooth hurt and his mouth twitch.

What's more, when he turned around, he found that his worst fear had reached the end, standing silently half a meter away from him.

It's fine if Number Six doesn't remind him, and he copied to Yi Yi exactly what he said to him.

Yao Yu:? ? ?

Teach you a ghost.

Yao Yu pretended to cover up his guilty conscience, while Yi Yi's eyes flickered and flickered, but he couldn't hold it back and smiled openly.

"Did you hear that?" Yao Yu's heart has been overloaded too many times recently, and he can't bear it.

Yi Yi shook his shoulders with a smile: "No."

Yao Yu: "..."

You are delusional.

What to do if you are heard, what else can you fight.Yao Yu will always remember that he has an unresolved unjust case of "CILL fighting with someone after the game", and the target is also this person.

Really beat him.

Now the most important thing is: pretend.

Seeing Yao Yu snapping his fingers, he pointed at No. [-] with his chin solemnly. His grades were not good but his tone was not small: "You teach me to teach?"

Yi Yi probably lived too miserable a childhood, and hadn’t encountered much happiness—anyway, that’s what Yao Yu thought. He couldn’t let go of the corner of his mouth when he hooked it up, and poked him with his eyes when he took away No. [-].

Poke, poke, poke your sister.

No. [-] was looking for Yao Yu, and got Yi Yi, with an expression as if he had won the lottery.

He wiped his clothes with his hands gratefully, for fear of dirtying the great fairy's hands.

It is said that shooting games rely on hand speed, like he opened the camera after eating a chicken, and people have already put bullets on his forehead, so live ammunition shooting should not rely more on hands?

During the sixth period, Ai Ai waited for Daxian to lay hands on him, and saw that Yi Yi stopped smiling after seeing him wiping his hands...and put his hands in his pockets.

"Take the gun." Yi Yi said.

Number Six: "...?"

Is it hands-free?Then you just taught the person next to you?

He wondered bitterly, did the boss think he was not worthy? He did as he said, and Daxian said next: "Aim."

Six is ​​dead.

You don't have an instructor major yet, where do you look? I'm number six, not number five.

No. [-] didn't dare to resist, and said weakly: "Did I aim?"

Boss: "Wait a minute."

Number six: "..."

During the conversation, the shooting order was passed to five. Yao Yu once again picked up the nine-five who had eaten nothing in the previous round, and secretly counted the number of targets before aiming.

A hundred meters away, there are more targets than people, so it is really easy to make a mistake.

He looked away after aiming, and there was an air of an athlete who stabilized his aura and thought carefully before starting the fight.

Then he glanced at Yi Yi.

That was actually a solicitation.

Players seek coaches.

It doesn't matter if you don't sign up, the coach Yizheng's eyes are bent again.

Yao Yu took a deep breath, silently thinking of the target as Yi Yi's head, held his breath, and shot angrily.

Ten rings!

Well you're dead.

Xu Tianrui, the main member of the cheering team, was stunned. He stepped over the guardrail on the ground to catch Yao Yu and asked, "Are you fooled again???"

Yao Yu thought for a moment and nodded.

Xu Tianrui can be sure that Yao Yu is fooling himself.

But he still said: "Meng Gong is good, Meng Gong is good."

My kung fu is good.

In this way, the possibility of taking the top two in the seventh class is greatly increased, which is roughly equal to getting the second place in the entire military training.

Class [-], who had been keeping pace with them before, was extremely jealous.

Like a nanny, who can blame such a big gap in the children produced by milk?

It's all the shame of Buxue.

No. [-] interrupted the fantasies of a group of people in a leisurely manner, and dared not move, and said, "That... did I aim?"

Yi Yi turned around, glanced at his people, and commanded in a cold voice: "Move up."

Number six: "...so?"

Yi Yi: "Click to the right."

Number Six: "So?"

Yi Yi: "Play more."

Number Six: "So?"

Yi Yi: "Left."

Number Six: "So?"

Yi Yi: "Let's fight."

With a "bang", No. [-] heard the result: "Sihuan."

Number six: "!!!"

The boss is really awesome!

The instructor next to him looked complicated: "He's teaching you to believe in yourself, isn't going up, right, down, left back to the original place?"

Number six: "..."

He is four.

The last round is over, Yi Yi: 28 rings, Yao Yu: [-] rings, and the remaining four are: [-], [-], [-], and [-].

…three tied for second.

Tied for second to last with two.

Say nothing, cow!

As of now, the whole military training is coming to an end, and after another round of military science written test and report performance, the military training itinerary for the freshmen of Fuyang No. [-] Middle School is completely over.

There is nothing to worry about in the written examination of military science. Except that it is a bit exhausting to test people in the square in front of the building in summer, I have never heard of anyone who failed.

The report performance was a bit technical, but every instructor felt that the classes they led were absolutely fine, and even leading these "classes" felt that they were definitely fine.

Then there's just the celebration.

On the last night, the rules of the barracks quietly changed, the lights-off time was postponed for an hour, and the dinner was changed from dine-in to take-out. There was a performance in the square.

Those in charge of the performance include serving military officers, accompanying homeroom teachers, and even more unknown students whose names may not be remembered by all their classmates.

When I was a teenager, my feelings were always pure. I could listen to a military chorus and instantly wet my eyes, or I could be teased by sand sculpture sketches before the tears dried.

In just half a month, they looked around, and the familiar and unfamiliar faces seemed to have been seen for a long time.

This will be forever missed.

The performance lasted until late at night. Anyway, in the mountains, there is no need to worry about disturbing the people.Hundreds of night owls were highly excited and said unanimously: Sleeping damn.

But there is one person who can't.

He... can't.

The mats were dragged downstairs to be used as cushions.Before Xu Tianrui made a move, Yao Yu tried to stop him, but he withdrew his hand when he saw Xu Tianshu, who was in high spirits.

He didn't want to be that spoiler.

The final result is that the two mats cannot be viewed.

Footprints, dust, and soup and all kinds of strange marks ended it.

So here comes the question, where will he sleep tonight when he is sleepy?

Yao Yu held his swollen wrist and twirled it, contemplating for a moment.

Doesn't he have a bed?Why not live there?

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