It is indeed difficult for a machine with four reels to catch up with only two legs, even if the four reels have slowed down specially.
In the end, only a small group of students can keep up with the speed and reach the key points without being penalized.
All the other students were deducted two points.
As soon as Mo Shangyun reached the finish line, he felt his legs soften. After exhaling, he took off his equipment and sat aside.
Ding Jing crawled to her side and sat down with her back to her right side.
"Boss, lean on for a while."
Ding Jing said something, and before Mo Shangyun responded, she fell back and leaned directly on Mo Shangyun's right shoulder.
Mo Shangjun almost slapped her away.
However, after thinking that she was indeed tossed so hard yesterday, she finally endured it.
"Boss, can I also—"
Ren Yumao leaned over to Mo Shangyun.
It's a pity that when he was less than two meters away from Mo Shangyun, Yan Jinchao didn't know when he appeared behind him, grabbed his back collar and was thrown away by him.
When facing Ren Yu, Yan Jinchao was not as "gentle" as when facing Yan Gui, and the method could be said to be very violent.
"Don't disturb her rest."
Yan Jinzao stared at Ren Yu with a warning.
The sudden increase in murderous intent made Ren Yu a little terrified for a while.
—Why does this great god, whose presence is close to zero on weekdays, protect his head like this? !
Ren Yu looked at Mo Shangyun silently with the eyes he looked at the boss.
Eh, this guy... It doesn't seem like it's a loss at all to recognize him.
Mo Shangjun lifted his eyelids and calmly accepted Yan Jinchao's "sister nursing" behavior.
She also wanted to close her eyes and rest for a while, but before she could close her eyes, she saw Su Bei walking towards her.
Subei put down the backpack carefully, then slowed down, squatted, and slowly approached Mo Shangyun.
She stopped on the left side of Mo Shangyun, touched Mo Shangyun's shoulder, and pointed in the direction of Ding Jing.
Mo Shangyun looked at her suspiciously.
Subei raised his eyebrows and said two words with his mouth: pocket.
Mo Shangyun was stunned for a moment, and then he also asked in a hoarse voice: Pine nuts
Seeing what she was saying, Subei nodded and gave Mo Shangyun a thumbs up.
Mo Shangjun: "..." You are such a two-bar, one-star, sea and land frogman, outstanding sniper, and you actually engage in such a big battle to steal a handful of pine nuts? !
However, Mo Shangyun didn't even refuse angrily, but directly raised his hand to Ding Jing's pocket.
Before she got close to the pocket, her wrist was caught, and then Ding Jing's lazy voice: "Why?"
Not surprised by her reaction, Mo Shangjun said calmly, "Look for some snacks."
"No."
Ding Jing moved her hand away.
Mo Shangyun tilted his head to look at North Jiangsu.
Then, her gaze crossed North Jiangsu and landed on the figure of Yidao who was walking straight.
His brows twitched slightly, and there was an ominous premonition in his heart.
Subei also seemed to feel a kind of crisis, so he turned his head stiffly, but before he could see who was coming, he heard the familiar voice, "005, 018, you had a good time."
North Jiangsu: "… "
Mo Shangyun: "..."
In the future, when Bu Yirong is present, she should automatically stay away from North Jiangsu.
"Just play," Subei sat cross-legged on the ground, raising her eyes with a bit of provocation, she asked slightly sarcastically, "Does Instructor Bu also care?"
Bu Yirong squatted down in front of her, glanced at her with a smile, and then picked up a branch on the ground.
Turning his fingers around in the palm of his hand, Bu Yirong took the branch and tapped it lightly on Subei's forehead.
Feeling the coldness between his brows, Subei paused for a moment, realized something quickly, and glared at him.
If Bu Yirong didn't appear as an instructor, Subei would have punched him in the face now and greeted him.
Soon, Bu Yirong held the branch upright in front of her, smiled softly, and said, "Come on, draw the route you just ran."
North Jiangsu: "..." What the hell.
Without waiting for Subei to scold anything, Bu Yirong said again: "I can't tell you how to deduct points."
Subei said dumbly, it was incredible, "What is this?"
"Spot check." Bu Yirong explained gently, "If you can't draw it, two points will be deducted."
Seeing Bu Yirong say these words in a kind manner, Mo Shangyun actually felt a chill, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.
However, when she thought of her flamboyant appearance when she first saw Subei, and the appearance of being so suspicious of life by Yirong Yin, Mo Shangyun couldn't help but want to be happy.
Mo Shangjun felt that he was still kind-hearted. After all, he didn't laugh out loud, but raised the corner of his lips slightly.
As a sniper with perfect observation ability, Subei, naturally saw Mo Shangyun's stealing appearance, so she tilted her head and pointed at Mo Shangyun. She asked Subei, "What about her?"
At this time, North Jiangsu wanted to find Mo Shangyun to support him.
- Usually coaxing and coaxing in pain, but at a critical moment, he actually demolished her? !
Following Subei's actions, Bu Yirong shifted his gaze, looked at Mo Shangyun with a smile, and asked, "005, can you draw?"
"meeting."
Mo Shangyun, who had already restrained his smile, nodded solemnly.
Bu Yirong quickly nodded and said to North Subei: "Well, she will."
Mo Shangjun: "..." Suddenly it felt a little unreal.
North Jiangsu: "… "
Damn, long experience!
I know that your heart is long and biased, but do you dare to let it grow in your chest, don't take it out at any time to show off this heart that can drip black water!
heart!
dirty!
"Come."
Bu Yirong directly stuffed the branch into Subei's hands.
You Nianyu, who was next to him, squinted at Subei, not feeling sympathy at all.
do.
Let her do it.
For a mouthful of pine nuts, as for
Relatives and friends watched indifferently, but North Jiangsu was not discouraged. Most of the time, she was isolated and helpless, so she accepted the current situation very calmly.
Although, in her heart, she really wanted to be beaten up for a meal.
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