Chapter 32: The key is marksmanship

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"It doesn't matter if you hit it, please have milk tea. You must ask the whole class to drink milk tea for a week!"
"How much is enough milk tea, but also to bring us a week's breakfast, this guy is too shameless!"
The students were filled with indignation.
The teacher’s back molars should be laughed off, and a big wave of his hand is rare and bold: "Okay, Meng Chao is recovering. Teacher Wang is happier than you. When I went to the cafeteria tonight for dinner, Mr. Wang took out his own pocket and asked the class to drink Milk tea!"
"Long live Teacher Wang!"
The whole class cheered.
Of course, except Zuo Haoran.
He was in a trance, staring at Meng Chao, grinding his teeth hard, and wondering what he was thinking.
Meng Chao finally poked his gradually sharp eyes on the monitor.
"Thank you Mr. Wang, but milk tea is still my own. The most expensive one is to add pearls and fairy grass."
Meng Chao, who just made millions last night, was very rich and ridiculous. He paused and looked around. "It's just that there is something to come. I want Teacher Wang and my classmates to help me do justice."
He hurriedly walked in front of Zuo Haoran who lost his soul.
"Squad leader, I'm back."
He said something lightly, and suddenly his eyes widened, pointing at Zuo Haoran’s nose and ranted, "The surname is Zuo, you have bullied me three times or four times, I have always swallowed the students' friendship, who knows you are not over yet, today I can't bear it anymore, let's break it!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar.
The head teacher hurried forward: "What's going on, don't be impulsive!"
"Relax, Teacher Wang, I won't mess up, I just want to report to you a very excessive thing, he, the squad leader, he scolded me!" Meng Chao twisted his face, crossed his waist, stomped his feet, his face was wronged .
The students laughed a lot. Hearing what he said was so serious, why did it happen? It turned out to be a curse. What is this?
The head teacher also froze for a moment, so, if someone scolds you, you will ask the teacher to sue. Is this a senior year or a kindergarten?
"Is there any misunderstanding, right?" The head teacher wanted to make things bigger and smaller.
"Classmate Meng Chao, I just encourage you to move forward. At most, your tone is harsher. It's also for your own good. Your mental capacity is not good." Zuo Haoran regained his calm and sneered.
Without saying a word, Meng Chao took out his trouser pocket...a recording pen.
"Click", when the switch is pressed, Zuo Haoran's very clear voice suddenly comes from the recorder:
"You waste.
"It's always rubbish.
"I give you a hand, waste!"
Meng Chao put the recording pen under the monitor's nose and shook it.
Zuo Haoran was dumbfounded.
The students are silly.
Who would have thought that the squad leader who was usually awkward would be so bitter and harsh.
For a time, everyone stared at Zuo Haoran's eyes full of contempt.
Regarding what happened just now, it is increasingly believed that he reported Chu Feixiong and almost disbanded the study group.
Ban Hua Gu Fang even covered her mouth, did not expect her to be in love with this kind of male god.
The Prince Charming in the girl's heart became a toad.
The head teacher was also dumbfounded: "Classmate Meng Chao, you voice recorder..."
"You, you framed me!"
Zuo Haoran responded quickly and retorted blushingly, "Who would be okay to bring a tape recorder to your body, please don't believe it, this is not what you hear!"
"Yes, in general, no one will bring a recording pen, but you have been insulted three times or four times, and the dog has been scolded like this for dozens or twenty times. Can I still remember?" Meng Chaoman His face was calm, but his voice was trembling.
Looking closely, the girls also found that his eyes were shining brightly.
He forbeared tears and said: "Teacher Wang, classmates, I can finally tell the story now. Since the monthly exam of the first grade of high school, I have played Zuo Haoran all over with peach blossoms, he has always been holding a grudge, waiting for me The second year of high school was injured and fell. When he found a chance, he often secretly insulted me, which was ten times as bad as I recorded it today!"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
It was commonplace for students to learn from injuries. Although Zuo Haoran was beaten badly by Meng Chao in the first year of high school, he didn’t have to pay attention.
Zuo Haoran was about to vomit blood.
Today, it is true that he is not well-intentioned and wants to use to excite Meng over his hand and take the opportunity to learn a lesson.
But in the past two years, there are some sarcasm. When did you insult Meng Chao, it was ten times worse than today?
"Blood spray, students, he is blood spray!"
Zuo Haoran wanted to call out his injustice loudly, but Meng Chao's voice was faster than him.
"Why should I be a "white mouse" and find the extremely dangerous "Magic Ripples" to practice from the Internet? Just because I can't stand the slap of the squad leader, I, I am a hot-blooded boy with iron bones, must die Stand up and stand upright in front of the monitor!"
Meng Chao looked up to the sky, "And why, I secretly practice "Magic Ripple", but I dare not tell the teacher or dare to tell everyone? Because I am afraid, I am afraid that I am useless, I am afraid that my practice will be wrong, and I will fall into the deep abyss. , When the time comes, I will be ridiculed by the monitor-I will always be a trash!"
"It turns out so!" The students suddenly realized.
Indeed, if Meng Chao publicly stated that he was going to regroup, but was unsuccessful, I still do not know how to ridicule the squad leader.
Everyone is a young man, who doesn't want to save face!
He hides his strength, but it is justifiable.
"unacceptable!"
Chubby Bear Chubby, Wang Tao Chubby, and many boys in the class clenched their fists, glaring at Zuo Haoran.
The girls whispered, shook their heads and sighed, and really could not think that the monitor would be so "golden and jadeful".
"Fortunately, I'm desperate enough, and I'm very lucky. I got up again with "Magic Ripple", Zuo Haoran, should the account between us be counted?" Meng Chao wiped away his tears and grabbed the recording pen. "Kaka" sounded.
The class teacher showed a tangled face: "Meng Chao classmates..."
"Teacher Wang, don't worry, I will never make it difficult for you."
Meng Chao said loudly, "I know this is not true. After all, the squad leader did not name the surname in the recording. His uncle is also the teaching director. It is impossible to rely on this recording to justify me, and I don’t bother to use this method. ,Justice!"
Click!
He squeezed the recorder a bit harder.
"what?"
The students exclaimed, but this is the key evidence, just destroyed?
Uh!
Meng Chao's hand flicked up, and the debris of the recording pen shot to the left and left.
Zuo Haoran hid, without being injured, but was also shot in a state of embarrassment.
"Zuo Haoran, do you dare to accept my challenge?" Meng Chao said loudly.
Everyone can clearly understand that in the recording, Zuo Haoran really challenged Meng Chao.
Now, Meng Chao is as he wishes.
Moreover, according to the rules of the major high schools in Longcheng, the class leader is the strongest in the class and enjoys the most training resources. At the same time, it is also obliged to accept the challenges of the students.
Zuo Haoran gritted his teeth: "Do you want to be the monitor?"
Meng Chao laughed: "It doesn't matter if I don't work as the monitor. It doesn't matter which classmate is the monitor of the whole class. I am convinced that only you are unworthy!"
"Classmate Meng Chao..."
The head teacher smiled bitterly, and didn't expect things to develop like this.
Meng Chao said: "Mr. Wang, rest assured, I said that I am gentle and gentle, and I will not be so simple and rude, but next week will be the first level of the "three major undergraduate levels". It is not as good as Zuo Haoran and me Surely, do you not violate school rules?"
Such a challenge method is reasonable and the class teacher has nothing to say.
Everyone's eyes fell on Zuo Haoran.
Zuo Haoran had no choice but to focus on his head: "Okay, I accept your challenge."
"Then solve everything next week." Meng Chao smiled, blown off the debris of the recording pen on his palm, and swayed back to the students.
The head teacher was relieved when he saw that there was no conflict between them in the end.
"Everyone will study by themselves, class leader, come with me!" The head teacher gave Zuo Haoran a fierce glance. After all, he did not rebuke in public and called him out.
Zuo Haoran's face was full of shadows. Before he went out for training, he suddenly came over and whispered: "Meng Chao, don't say I bullied you, there is still a week, practice the marksmanship!"
After he left, the students all gathered around.
"Meng Chao, I didn't expect you to be so wronged, the monitor is too insidious."
"Why didn't you say that early, hey, it's useless, no evidence, who can believe that the stern squad leader will be like this?"
"But you are too impulsive, you should take the evidence to find the director, the principal, there is always a role. Why do you have a brain and challenge the class leader?"
"Yes, did you hear his last words, the key is the marksmanship!"
Meng Chao blinked his eyes.
Glancing at the corner of the horizon, his own marksmanship.
["Basic Marksmanship", perfect]
"Meng Chao, you are so stupid, even if you have "Magic Ripple", you can match Zuo Haoran in strength and speed. What's the use? The first level of the undergraduate course includes extreme boxing, 100-meter sprint and basic shooting There are three items. Among them, the easiest way to draw the score is the marksmanship!"
Wang Tao, the fat man, shook his head and sighed. Meng Chao was worthless.
In this year, the difference between the younger generation of Hanmen and the second generation of Fu is the biggest difference in marksmanship.
The sharpshooters are all fed by bullets, but the Dragon City is a foreign army alone, surrounded by mist, all kinds of resources are extremely scarce, and guns and ammunition are particularly expensive.
Ordinary people only distribute limited guns and ammunition when the mist comes and they need to hit monsters.
Parents are under strict control and the home is small. It is impossible to practice guns for children.
Although there are shooting courses in the school, there are more theoretical explanations. The live ammunition is shot once or twice a week. Every time, pitiful three or five rounds of bullets, what can you practice?
Wealthy people are different. In many firearms clubs, as long as they are willing to spend money, not to mention running out of bullets, the masters of firearms that have reached an extraordinary level will also personally give instructions and teach various secrets.
If we say strength and speed, ordinary children can still grind their teeth and fight with rich children.
There is no hope of fighting.