"Let's go! One two one, one two one..." Following the instructions given by the instructor instructing our posture, Dillon and I straightened our waists and raised our chins at the same time. Take the first challenge of this roadblock mission.
You must know that although Dillon is a retired soldier, walking in their training has never been an action that pursues beauty. Wearing the same British Queen's Guard uniform as the Halloween costume, and walking out of the little poplar, I don't have much advantage compared to me.
From the starting point, he walked straight to the front of the guard booth, then stood still, stood at attention and saluted the handover. This part has been simple so far, we didn't go wrong with our coordination, and it was very easy to keep up with Dillon's rhythm. But just after the shooting part, that is, when the challenge was about to end, the other four teams suddenly appeared at the entrance of the castle square.
Unlike the leisurely tourists who were holding their cameras at us and desperately pressing the shutter, and even videotaped, they rushed in and grabbed my attention. That is, at this moment of a little distraction, my gun swing was noticeably slower than the skilled and concise Dillon half-beat.
The next second that rang in my ears was the angry roar of the instructor who guided us one by two. He made a bet with his superior that we would be able to make a one-off bet, and he lost. The first challenge failed, you need to go back and practice another round. Immediately behind us to accept the challenge are James and Sid, who are also not slow in mind.
Invisibly, we suddenly lost the fifteen-minute advantage we should have had. Carrying the beautifully decorated musket with a bayonet, I walked over to Dillon a little dejected. "Sorry, didn't keep up."
"No need to apologize." Dillon didn't feel anything at all, and his attention was no longer even on this task. "You fit better than me in this military uniform, and as expected, the camouflage uniform and iron helmet suit me. Except for wearing my formal uniform on the day of discharge, I really didn't wear it a few times during my years of service. "
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"Sexy!!!" In the screams of a group of girls watching the tourists, James and Sid completed all the actions with a single-mindedness. While the chief guard complained that their movements were still a little limp, but barely able to give the answer, he was still in the mood to go to the front and take a lot of photos with the group of girls.
"This is our ins account, remember to tell your friends to follow us. He and I are models, by the way! That's Brian who participated in the America's Next Top Model, the Stanford scholar Brian!" When Sid helplessly held the black bear fur hat and shook his head and pulled him to change his clothes, James didn't forget to mention my name after helping himself to promote it.
“啊啊啊啊啊！我就说为什么看起来那么眼熟！那个熊帽子挡住了他大半张脸，可是我就觉得好帅啊！那苍白的皮肤和红色卷发... ”然后姑娘们的狼The roar became more and more frightening, and even alarmed Zooey and Joseph who were still practicing on the other side.
"Hurry up, they're going to challenge again. Take more pictures this time. The guy next to Brian is Dillon, the boyfriend he met on Survivor, right?" another girl shouted to her friend, "This is A trip to Windsor Castle is worth it! Hahaha!”
James, who finally likes to make trouble, is in the next clue card obtained by successfully completing the task while being walked by Sidra to change his clothes. Dillon and I are again ready for our second challenge.
This time I couldn't be distracted by anything else, the previous mistake wasted our 15-minute lead. And behind us, in addition to Zoe and Joseph, who are also ready to challenge, there are four other opponents who have just changed their clothes and started training. Tevez and Vera were even more eyeing our position.
"Let's go! One two one, one two one..."
Before walking to the guard booth, he walked in the same place for two beats, then stood at attention and threw the gun. I did not deliberately match Dillon's speed this time, but based on Dillon's previous rhythm, I summed up a rhythm law myself, no longer distracted, but simply followed the beat and made the actions that I set in my mind in advance. .
"That's right, you guys can do it!" Finally, the chief guard who stood upright in the center of the square doing a scrutiny gave a positive answer and handed out the next clue card. "It would have been better not to be accompanied by the screams of the girls watching the One Direction concert during your changing of the guard."
In the end, the serious officer also completed his British sneering achievement, uttering a British irony that makes people feel that black bear fur hats are no longer stuffy.
In the voice of the group of girls screaming and asking for a group photo, I could only take Dillon quickly and ran to them with an apologetic and anxious look, and refused a few times. That's when Dillon and Dillon turn around and go back to the locker room to change out of his red military uniform and black bear hat.
"Take the train to the town where the famous Oxford University is located." After opening the clue card and reading the first sentence, Dillon and I packed our bags and rushed out of Windsor Castle to the train station we left earlier. gallop. As I ran, I read every detail on the clue card at a volume that Dillon could hear.
"This time the detour mission is divided into water and road. The water mission, the tributary of the Thames you will cross before entering the city, the castlemillstream. There you will see the guide signs, follow the signs to find the moored boats. Mission location. One person punting the boat around the moat, and finally get the next clue card under the stone bridge at the end point after the circle."
"On the mission, go to St. Mary's University Church in the town, and find the bicycle marked with speed in front of the church. Tandem bicycle, follow the marking on the way to Magdalen College. There you will get the next clue. Card. Note that the turn is in the front, and the team that arrives early has the right to turn back to the team that arrives later.”
Finally, turn around! Dillon and I looked at each other and quickened our pace tacitly. We trot all the way to the train station, and we were lucky enough to buy a train ticket that departs ten minutes later. Just in time to catch up with James and Sid who had completed the challenge before us. But this time, Zooey and Joseph didn't catch up.
"Speaking of which, Brian. Besides reality TV, what do you want to do after graduating from Stanford?" Although James groaned and complained to Sid for a while after seeing us catch up with them. But after starting the car, he saw only the two of us, and he started the topic again.
When Dillon heard this question, he glanced at me with great interest and said, "You have never brought this question to me, are you going to use the money from the survivor competition to continue your studies, or to work? Or what kind of job do you like? Young people like to talk about their dreams, but you never seem to mention them."
I was at a loss for a moment, and for the first time I experienced the feeling of being speechless by being asked. Future job, dream? I was an orphan in my last life, and finally worked hard to pay off my loan and went to college, and came out to become a psychiatrist. Because doctors are always more respected than ordinary work in the eyes of everyone.
At least after the age of thirty-four, no one will laugh at me as an Asian orphan who danced when I was young, and started doing some physical work when I was old and couldn't dance. Then he lived in the third world of the United States all his life, surrounded by gangs and drug dealers.
But after all these bizarre killings and rebirths, and after all the things I have never thought about in my life, is my career ideal still to be an ordinary psychologist? I actually just followed the schedule that was always hastily and chaotically set in the mental hospital before, but I never thought about what I could do after the plan was completed.
I'm rich enough now that the survivor bonus has allowed me to buy the old house that I share memories with Dexter, and even pay off all my tuition loans and still have quite a few left over. My popularity also proved to meet expectations when James messed up telling the group of female tourists my name.
I even have a lot of part-time jobs. In addition to reality shows, there are also YouTube channels that regularly get a lot of commissions, and occasional magazine model shoots. He completed his studies while working part-time, enjoying the joy of analyzing and manipulating the psychology of the people around him, and getting involved in bizarre cases from time to time.
I never thought about what I was going to do in the end. Or rather, life goals
Everything for me so far has been going according to this plan, even the seemingly sudden appearance of Dillon was also written in my plan to find a partner. However, the plan is only step-by-step, and there is never a unified final goal. It is like a small boat drifting on the vast expanse of the sea with the push of the waves, but without a destination of its own.
"Brian?" James' questioning cry brought back my thoughts.
"Nothing... By the way, do you choose water or road for the detour mission later?" I subconsciously changed the subject and didn't answer the question. But I noticed Dillon's gaze, and it fell on me very seriously. Even if the attention of James and Sid has been successfully diverted by me.
Dillon's accidental involvement, including even his involvement with Dexter, gave him a better understanding of me than I could have expected. It is basically impossible to fool this man.
But I really don't want to show weakness and say to him, sorry, I don't even know what to do in the future. Wouldn't that seem too useless
"You don't have to rush to a conclusion. In fact, you are only in your twenties. It's better to do everything you can try, and finally choose a job that interests you and can do it for a long time." Dillon arrived at the train station , after James and Sid flew out of the car, they whispered to me.
"I know you can't be like me and be safe and open a gun shop on a side street in Miami. Sit in the same place every day and watch bored customers. Choose a path you won't regret."