[Online game] Shut up if you buy it for a dime

Yalar swallowed, closed his eyes, and concentrated.

Burr's voice came from the headphone system, "Master, are you ready? Now the countdown begins—10—9—8—7..."

When Yalar opened his eyes again, his eyes were more focused than ever before. In his usually round eyes with a gentle smile, there was a somewhat different seriousness and a little bit of tension.

"3--2-1-start--"

Bah!

Boom—boom!

blah blah-

I meditated in my heart: Load the gun quickly and shoot decisively.No other sounds could be heard anymore, only the loud vibration of gunfire... and the blunt sound of bullet casings hitting the ground.

The two completely different voices blend together, as if people are in another world, tense, focused, and perfectly combined with the mind——

"time up."

Following Burr's calm voice, Yalar's body vibrated imperceptibly slightly as if he had just woken up from a dream, and he fired the last shot almost like a conditioned reflex.Immediately, the shoulders relaxed and the whole person broke away from the state of being completely different, and the small gun in his hand fell to the ground.

Tiredly rubbing between his brows, Yalar took off the headset, turned his face slightly sideways, and looked at Burr behind him with some expectation.

Burr returned with an encouraging smile, walked behind the statistics instrument, and pressed the data collection button.

As each item of data was slowly read, Burr's expression gradually became more serious, his smile restrained a bit, he looked at the young master standing beside him who was thinking about coming over but was a little hesitant, sighed, lowered his head, and looked at Bian Nian said: "The shooting control time is 60 seconds, all 12 bullets have been fired, 10 hit the moving target, 2 missed the target, the data... 1 tenth ring, 1 ninth ring, 2 eighth rings, 3 rings 1 pieces, 4 piece with the sixth ring, and 66.7 pieces below the fifth ring, the pass rate is about [-]...%."

Yalar listened without saying a word, his face was not very good-looking.

... It's been almost 3 months since I entered the actual shooting course, and this is the result... There is a sharpshooter who was known as "Eagle Eye" in the family when he was young, and he personally taught him, so this is the result? …Looking at the sad data on the computer, Burr had a headache. He raised his head and was about to say something. Seeing Aral’s guilty and restless expression, he swallowed the words abruptly, choked for a long time, and almost choked himself. Gasping for breath, Burr bent his fingers slightly, tapped his knuckles on the table, and said seriously: "Master, the pass rate for the boss's layout requirements today is 80%."

——And now, I have to transfer the data immediately for him to review, young master, please tell me kindly, what should I do?

For your personal freedom, and my poor salary that is about to disappear.

"..."

"..."

After an eerie silence.

"...Burr...Burr." Aral stammered to break the silence.

"I'm here, young master." Burr replied gently.

"well……"

"...?"

"...Cheat." Aral scratched his head, turning his face in embarrassment.

"...==."

"==,"—— Yalar himself felt very embarrassed to bring up this kind of matter with his father's serious and cautious excellent confidant, but when the matter came to an end, face was already a secondary issue, Liberty , the most noble, everything can be thrown away. "Actually, it doesn't need to be too obvious, you just throw the two rings below the fifth ring into the tenth ring or the eighth ring." Yalaer said dryly, and continued to feel ashamed after finishing his sentence.

Burr hesitated for three seconds.

Then decide—

Sure enough, it's still cheating, he can't afford to lose this person ==.

What's more, who is still being looked at by that kind of small animal-like cautiously begging gaze, the round eyes are watery, as if you shake your head and will be filled with mist at any time--it's not bad for facing a group of people all year round. For Burr, who made a mistake and entered the execution hall, facing the brothers with facial paralysis who didn't even blink an eye, this kind of soft personality is really a big killer.

Burr's temples twitched, and he suddenly felt that the 19-year-old young master was more difficult to deal with than the 19-year-old boss.

This is really hard work—it’s even more difficult than fighting black fists in underground boxing matches back then. The feeling of a windy fist swiping and hitting the sponge is not to mention how sad it is.

Burr had a bitter face, and his fingers kept moving on the touch screen, preparing to modify the data.

Yalar stood aside and breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around to pack his schoolbag - there is still class this afternoon, um, and it is the long-awaited "Surgical First Aid Practice" subject, the school has a special lecturer for this course - that is His lovely and wise uncle, Mo Qi, who is currently serving as the chief surgeon in the Cardiology Department of Fabia Martel Hospital in Rome.

Yalar decided to study medicine precisely because of his uncle Mo Qi.

…Speaking of which, it was five years ago. At that time, Mo Qi was still an intern in the emergency center of Fabia Martel Hospital, and it was there that Yalar first came into contact with His uncle, Mo Qi, who has always had an important influence on him since then—originally, he was attracted by his uncle's special calm and responsible personality, so he chose medicine after hesitating in choosing a university major.As for understanding the true meaning of the four words "angel in white" and thoroughly liking everything in this field, that's a later matter.

Up to now, Yalar is still yearning for the uncle who obviously has the same face as his stepmother, but when he sees it, he feels that he admires and likes him so much... Well, even if my dear uncle already has that annoying New York Bua The heir of the Nuo family will be his lover, but Yalar believes that they will break up sooner or later... definitely ==+.

Just as Aral took the notebook out of the pile of books and stuffed it into the schoolbag, Burr gave a questioning grace.

... This "en", "en" made Yalar startled, his heart skipped a beat, his intuition was not good.

really.

Burr looked up at Yalar, and said with an uneasy expression: "BOSS has modified the program for the machine. Once the data is input, no other instructions can be made except for issuing it."

=口=...Yaral was stunned and couldn't believe it: "My dad's computer is so powerful?"

Burr stood at attention respectfully and raised his chin: "Boss is proficient in everything, including firearms are above me."

Aral: "...Burr, don't deny it. Are you proud of yourself?"

Burr: "..."

Yalar's eyes were meaningful: "Would it be too late for you to understand your feelings?"

Burr: "...huh?"

Aral picked up his schoolbag, stepped forward and stood on tiptoe (...) and patted Burr on the shoulder, sighing: "My dad already has a stepmother... If it wasn't like this, you're actually pretty good."

The honest man Burr didn't realize it all at once, he just felt that what he said didn't sound quite right—what's the matter with Mr. Guan Modao?

……

When he woke up, Yalar was gone.

Walking so chicly... Why is there nothing left of the desperate look just now that made him deserve the data? ... Well, since I don't care anymore, why is he worrying about it?The most wages will be deducted to the next month ==.Depressedly, Burr pressed the send button and sent the results of the Yalar cup to the private mailbox of the boss.

……

In fact, Burr really misunderstood, and Yalar didn't care.

It’s just that he didn’t understand the meaning of Burr’s words at all—that is to say, at this time, the school boy Alar Morakot, who was humming happily and walking on the way to school, innocently thought that, It was sent to his father who was reading his grades at this moment, his face was as black as Bao Gong, and what he thought was the grades that had been revised so that they could be seen...

It was delayed for a while because of the previous shooting grades. When Yalar arrived at the school, he had already started class for a while.

At this time, wearing a black coat and cloak, Mo Qi, who has a good temperament, is standing on the podium, pointing to the cricoid cartilage part of the larynx of the portrait on the slide, and explaining, "The larynx is a tubular structure located in the neck [de]. This is where the air enters the lungs. The thyroid cartilage and cricoid cartilage make up the narrowest[de]part of this airway..."

...this is the description of the emergency tracheostomy.

Standing at the door of the classroom and watching it for a while, politely waiting for Mo Qi to finish this section, taking a moment to pause and look at the door, nodding slightly at him, Yalaer walked into the classroom Take two steps.

Sticking out his tongue, Yalar rushed to sit in the corner and reserved a place for him. Jim and Linda, who were dancing and waving at him, made faces. From the corner of their eyes, Mo Qi seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the movement here. Frowning, Yalar hastily smacked his mouth, and made a gesture of shutting up for the chicken-blooded couple to see.

As soon as he sat down, Jim pulled him and asked eagerly, "Oh, who gave you that purgatory last night?"

Yalar took out the book and threw it on the table. He gave Jim, the eighth woman, a look, raised the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Why are you being so lenient? You don't believe me when I say you picked it up by yourself?"

"The system is refreshed every 2 minutes, you think I'm a SB!" Jim poked Yalar.

Linda chimed in, and said in a strange voice: "Your purgatory can be stepped on twice under the corpse king's feet, and the durability can go from 28 to 31?"

"That's enough, that's enough." Yalar couldn't do anything about the couple, "It's the compensation from the RX union, right? Well, please forgive me, my uncle's class is only one class a week! "

"RX union?" Jim completely ignored his complaints, excitedly said: "Hey, you got Max?"

The voice of the last few words rose sharply, and it was particularly clear in the large auditorium where only Mo Qi's lecture was left in the silence.

Aral clearly heard his uncle's lecture voice stop.

Glancing at Jim complainingly, the guy also noticed that he seemed to be too loud, and his face was red and he wanted to get under the table.Yalar didn't bother to pay attention to him, and tried to convey his innocence to his uncle with his innocent eyes open.

Mo Qi glanced at him, turned around, and continued to explain—"Cut it from here..."

Alar breathed a sigh of relief.

Then it was Linda's turn and tugged on his sleeve.

Yalar was speechless, feeling that choosing to sit next to the young couple was simply a crime.

Who would have thought that Linda leaned next to him, blocked it with her own body, pointed backwards in a concealed manner, and lowered her voice excitedly: "Little prince, look at the back, look at the back, who do you think?!" Jim snorted louder under the next table.

When Yalar turned his head, he happened to meet the last one who looked over.

——Mammon Reguis, at the moment, is sitting in the back few rows like an uncle, and the seats around him are deliberately vacant.At this moment, he didn't know what he was thinking, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at Yalar without moving.