"That Jian Hao"
The Shoe King rolled his eyes and asked slowly: "This one is called [Final Night], do you know where he is in reality
I plan to recommend this talent to the manager to see if he can be recruited as a reserve jungler.
Oh, don’t get me wrong, I’m not driving you away! "
But no matter how the shoe king explained it, Jian Hao always looked sad and angry, and his heart was filled with despair.
That SOLO game, apart from making Guo Huang happy for a whole night after getting 10,000 points, and making his roommates admire Ye Hong's gaming prowess even more, it didn't have much impact on 503's life.
The next day, everyone got up as usual and went to military training.
When they arrived at the playground, they found rows of targets already set up on the playground.
The students gathered around the instructors excitedly and received the training simulation rifles one by one.
Target shooting has been a dream for many people since childhood.
Although the military training used simulated rifles with little lethality, these college students who experienced this kind of scene for the first time were very excited.
According to the original plan, each class practiced target shooting in front of their own targets.
But just as the archeology class listened to Zhang Hao explain the essentials of holding a gun, a group of students with big muscles and round waists came towards them.
Looking at a few familiar faces in the student team, Xiao Cao's face turned cold and he said impatiently: "They are from the Physical Education Institute!"
Among the crowd, they suddenly discovered the students from the physical education college who had tried to trouble them in the cafeteria last time, but were eventually scolded by Ye Hong with a few chopsticks.
Especially the short-haired boy, who was looking at the 503 people with evil looks on their faces.
This unusual situation caused everyone in the archeology class to stop their movements.
Zhang Hao frowned and stepped forward, sniffing angrily at the other instructor who was leading the students from the Physical Education Institute: "Old Liu, what kind of plane are you doing?"
The instructor whom Zhang Hao called Lao Liu had a darker complexion than Zhang Hao, but was a head taller than Zhang Hao.
Lao Liu smiled and patted Zhang Hao on the shoulder: "Lao Zhang, don't get excited.
Wasn't your class praised by the leader a few days ago? I'm so dissatisfied that I always want to compare notes with you.
Just now, a few students I taught said that it was too boring for a class to shoot targets in a corner. Why not compare their shooting skills with an excellent class like yours
Lao Zhang, do you dare to play with us? "
"Isn't this not good?"
Zhang Hao frowned.
"Don't worry, I've already applied, and the higher-ups have agreed."
Old Liu said impatiently: "Masters, don't worry about mother-in-law and mother-in-law.
Or is it that that was not your true level at all a few days ago
As soon as we arrived, did we all become timid? "
The group of college students booed in unison.
"Instructor! Do you really think our archeology department is a coward?"
Xiao Cao couldn't hold back his violent temper for a long time, so he jumped out and shouted.
After all, Zhang Hao was still in his prime of life. After being repeatedly provoked by Lao Liu and the students from the physical education college opposite him, he couldn't bear it any longer. He immediately said in a deep voice: "Okay! Let's compete!"
"only"
Zhang Hao said to the opposite party expressionlessly: "We can't compete in vain, there must be some punishment or something, right?"
Old Liu was stunned for a moment, then he said with a hearty smile: "Of course, no problem, we challenge you, and you decide how to punish us."
Zhang Hao turned around and went back, leading a group of people in the class to discuss in whispers for a long time.
When he returned to Lao Liu again, he had a bad smile on his face.
For some reason, Lao Liu suddenly felt uneasy when he saw this evil smile.
(End of chapter)