Ten minutes later, after tidying up the wooden box, Wu Qingchen closed the door, entered the church from the side door of the church, and walked towards the exit of the church.
Walking to the middle of the church at a normal speed, Wu Qingchen suddenly slowed down.
Very slow.
When he was almost at the door, Wu Qingchen simply stopped.
Standing where he was, Wu Qingchen called out, "Andre...Andre, are you there?"
Outside the church, in the general direction of the stone sculpture, there was a reply from little Andre: "Brother Ross, I am here."
"Hmm..." Wu Qingchen continued to ask, "Can I come out now?"
"No, not now!" Andre quickly replied: "Wait a while!"
"OK!"
After speaking, Wu Qingchen took a few steps back and waited quietly.
Gotta...
At this time, a series of hurried voices came from the direction on the left side of the church, and the voices became louder and more intense.
Gotta...
well deserved...
Well deserved!
At the moment when the voice reached its highest point, a horse with bright hair and a strong body passed by the door of the church!
On the horse, a warrior in leather armor tilted his body, controlled the rein with his left hand, and held a hammer in his right, reflecting the dazzling morning light into Wu Qingchen's eyes.
This vigorous warrior is, of course, the pastor of Akeli Village, John/Praya/Ackford.
Since the squires from the Paradise District sent letters and war horses by the way, every morning, after the morning prayer, Pastor Praia would practice his long-lost combat skills in the open space at the entrance of the church.
"Okay, brother Ross..." The pastor flashed past, and Andre's voice came again: "You can come out now."
Wu Qingchen walked out of the church.
On the right side of the church, Pastor Praia reined in his horse and stood. A dozen steps behind him, there were scattered straws and branches everywhere, and one of them that hadn't completely fallen apart could still be vaguely seen in the shape of a straw man.
"Brother Ross..."
With the appearance of Wu Qingchen, little Andre, who was originally hiding behind the stone sculpture, poked his head out: "...how is it? I want to play today... no, do I want to learn today?"
"no, do not want!"
Wu Qingchen shook her head quickly.
Beside little Andre, there was a much smaller war horse tied up, which was also another church welfare gift to Wu Qingchen sent by the subordinates in the Paradise District a few days ago.
In the medieval world, large livestock were already quite precious, and war horses that were carefully selected from these large livestock and could be used in battle were naturally even more astonishingly valuable.
If calculated carefully, after becoming a member of the church, Wu Qingchen's deluxe single room and all the items in the deluxe single room may not be able to match the value of this underage horse.
Since the appearance of the little war horse, Priest Playa immediately inspired great enthusiasm, and quickly put Andre and Wu Qingchen/Loss' equestrian and combat skills training courses "already three years behind" on the schedule .
Even if he thinks with his ass, Wu Qingchen can be sure that horse riding and tactics—moreover, combat skills on horses—are such a dangerous project that it is absolutely impossible for 7 billion people on the earth to have their heads caught by the door. It was taught by Priest Praia, who already had two knives and hadn't reviewed it for three years.
Of course, the aborigines in the medieval world didn't think so.
"Why not? Come on! Look... Brother Ross, look!"
Hearing Wu Qingchen's straightforward refusal, Little Andre was quite puzzled. While stroking the pony's neck in the way taught by Pastor Praia to increase the intimacy with the pony, he turned his head and persuaded Wu Qingchen : "Look, 'Long Ears' loves it...it's fun!"
"Well, it's fun."
Wu Qingchen had no choice but to nod.
The parish picked out a small mare with a very docile personality. Under Andre's touch, the pony turned its head slightly and licked Andre's palm affectionately.
"That's right!" Hearing Wu Qingchen's agreed answer, Andre waved again: "Then...Brother Ross, come over and have a try too!"
"No..." Wu Qingchen shook his head vigorously: "The matter of relocating beehives on public land is almost over. I have to look at the villagers' land a few more times..."
"Play with 'Long Ears' for a while, it won't take too much time!" Little Andre continued to persuade.
"No, really not..."
As Wu Qingchen said, not only did he not approach, but he took two steps back to show his determination.
Let's play...
No need to play, it is estimated that as long as I stand a little closer, I can receive intimate greetings in hundreds of languages...
Wu Qingchen thought so.
Wu Qingchen guessed wrong.
Earth.
Wu Qingchen video network, Wu Qingchen TV station, in front of countless monitors, just as Wu Qingchen stepped out of the church, the three characters in the video have all received overwhelming curses.
"Who the hell wants to play with your horse? Is it quarantined? Has it passed the customs? Has it been cleaned? Such a stinky thing, who loves to lick it and whoever licks it!"
"Damn it's useless to retreat so little? Why don't you hurry up and get out? Stay here and wait to be killed?"
"Wu Qingchen just got shit in his head! Two days ago, the bastard pastor who had more shit in his head started messing around outside. At this time, he is still going this way. Is it because he thinks he has been reincarnated and can't jump in the queue?"
"Don't go this way, over the wall?"
"Crossing the wall is safer than here! Fucking bastard church, bastard priest, who started learning to ride a horse at the age of 13? Still fighting skills, fighting your mother!"
"According to the church, Wu Qingchen is now 16 years old!"
"Fucking 16 years old! Damn, don't say this is a blind dick... Even if you are really 16 years old, can you get a driver's license at the age of 16? Can you go on the road? Can you carry a fucking control knife on the road?"
"This shit priest subject must be 0 points!"
"Why don't you wake up urgently!"
"I'm really scared! Please wake me up!"
"There are so many things, why don't you wake up?"
"Please wake up urgently!"
A large block of subtitles pleading for an emergency wake-up drowns out the video.
Two days ago, the police officers suddenly found Wu Qingchen, and when Wu Qingchen returned to the church, he saw more than a dozen police officers outside the door and several war horses in the small courtyard of the church, and the people on Earth were very vigilant.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Qingchen followed little Andre into the church reception room.
Although little Andre who came out early, the neat Akeli management in the reception room, and the three armed men with murder weapons all had quite gentle expressions on their faces, and it could even be said that they had a bit of kindness, which was completely incompatible with the religious trial. , the burning frame couldn't touch it, but ordinary people on earth still felt great panic.
Under the control of such emotions, after adding two new titles to Wu Qingchen at the Akeli management meeting, in the name of "the situation in the medieval world is undergoing tremendous changes", he requested that Wu Qingchen be awakened urgently The voice of the people, wave after wave.
In fact, even the United Nations Interim Committee on Astronomical Events, which actually makes decisions, was overwhelmed by the endless emergencies during this ten-day cycle.
After several rounds of discussion and voting, the decision to let Wu Qingchen continue to sleep peacefully was passed with only a slight advantage.
However, after a few hours on Earth and a few days in the Middle Ages, when the preaching days in the Middle Ages are over, the various departments of the interim committee have of course been adjusted. There are also specific arrangements for the first-step training, and even the appeasement of ordinary people has begun to be carried out in an orderly manner.
For example, at this very moment, with the public opinion monitoring, the emotional fluctuations of ordinary people on horsemanship and combat skills are gradually approaching the threshold, "joint ventures", "joint office" and other legally operating public opinion-guiding forces immediately received a request from their superiors. instruct.
"There are more than 200 countries on the earth, and there are also a lot of talents in cold weapon tactics!"
"Horses! The most advanced means of transportation in the medieval world, if you can't ask for it, how can you give it up?"
"Popular science! Mr. Wu Qingchen's equestrian coaching team initially drafted by the training team!"
"Oh? The equestrian coaching team has come out?" Seeing these exemplary topics sent by the superiors, the joint venture quickly clicked on the last attached link.
Unless the technical content is extremely low, (the brackets must be deleted) this kind of low-end troll army with doubtful IQ, the staff who really guide public opinion with heart, the minimum standard, at least you must first know what you are going to say later what.
After reading the title, the joint office quickly clicked on the link.
Link opens.
This is an official coaching staff resume.
The resume is well crafted.
Several groups of photos representing different members of the coaching staff are distributed in a circle, surrounding the most central photo of Wu Qingchen and a pony.
The joint office opened a set of photos.
Holder/Edward
Three consecutive Olympic Games, dressage event champion
Charlotte Dujardin
Olympic dressage event, women's champion
Men's, women's, and team competitions.
Consecutive champions, multiple champions.
runner up, runner up...
"Dressage champions? What's the use of these champions?" Since they happen to have a certain understanding of this sport, the co-working office quickly glanced at the beautiful photos of these handsome men and women riding horses and posing in various poses: "This project , almost all rely on the horse's own ability, the rider is just a mascot!"
"Do you think everyone knows as much as you do?" said the joint venture: "Olympic champions are their role! When you see the photos at first glance, everyone will only think: first, this event is related to horses, and second, these people are all Olympic champion!"
"Really?" The joint office was skeptical and clicked on another set of photos.
Moreira, Brazilian
Top jockey with more than 4,000 wins in all major racecourses
Acaro, American
The only jockey to win the American "Triple Crown" Marseille title three times
US, UK, Australia, Hong Kong
Jockeys, championships...
"Well... this is a little bit useful..." Looking at the list, the joint office nodded slightly.
"Isn't it?" Turning his head, the joint venture said suspiciously: "This is a horse race! Does it need to be so fast? Does Wu Qingchen still want to race in the medieval world?"
"No." The joint office shook his head, "I mean, these jockeys in the Jockey Club generally strictly control their weight. At least they should have a lot of experience in this regard, which can be passed on to the thirteen-year-old in the medieval world. Mr. Wu Qingchen."
"Well, that's true...but..." The joint venture nodded first, and then pointed to the screen on its own side: "The actual use of horse racing should not be as high as this side."
"What! Is that okay too?"
As soon as I glanced at it, the joint office was shocked.
In the display screen in front of the joint venture, on the gorgeous stage, a large group of beautifully decorated horses ran to their heart's content, and several vigorous figures were jumping around on these different horses.
"circus?!"
"Yeah! Circuses..." The joint venture dragged the page, showing a long row of the world's top circuses: "Many, many circuses..."
"Is this... is this suitable?" Looking at the wonderful and thrilling performances in one after another, the joint venture was puzzled: "What use is this to Mr. Wu?"
"Of course it's useful." Having read the introduction next to it, the joint venture explained: "The circus project has the longest history, of course, the 'horse' show... These people must have knowledge about how to deal with horses and how to avoid being injured while riding. A lot of very useful tips."
"Well, maybe." The United Enterprise was noncommittal, and clicked on another set of photos in front of its own monitor.
In this group of photos, all are men, all with old faces.
"what… "
This abnormality immediately attracted the attention of the two of them.
"Soviet cavalry, German cavalry... British cavalry, well, Poland and Greece..."
"No wonder it's so old, a cavalryman from World War II!"
"Well, this group should be combat skills, although they are decades ago... However, even the combat skills of cavalrymen in World War II can definitely beat the medieval world by a few blocks..."
"No, you read it wrong." The joint office quickly shook his head: "This group is not teaching combat skills... It's equestrian, and it's the most practical and meaningful, the equestrian that Mr. Wu Qingchen needs most..."
"Huh, why?" The joint venture didn't understand: "Even if they are combat heroes, their equestrian skills are as good as the champions of the Jockey Club, circus, and Olympic Games?"
"What battle hero? Look carefully!" The joint office pointed to the introduction on the left:
"These guys, except for a small number of survivors who were separated from the battlefield, are all deserters! Many are even deserters on the battlefield!"
"Talent! You can even get rid of the supervisory team and the military police. In this world, what else can catch up with them?"
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