Chapter 6

Guo Xiaoman took out his mobile phone, opened the educational administration network, turned over the notice, and exclaimed, "I'll go! I really have you!"

With that, he pushed his mobile phone to the middle of the table, pointed to a message on the educational administration network and knew: "you're really on the winter training list!"

The others hurried forward and saw the latest notice on the educational administration, the announcement of the winter training list, a large list of 60 people, in which Lu Yao's name was clearly listed.

Several people's depression caused by the defeat of the school team was immediately swept away. Chen Haoran looked at the notice with excitement and envy and couldn't help tutting: "the winter training personally presided over by President song! Even if he didn't win the election in the end, it's worth it!"

"No, it's not easy to go in. You have to choose!"

Guo Xiaoman shouted, "when the organization has decided, I will appoint you as the representative of room 417. We must win the number of old apprentices of song!"

Then he patted Lu Yao on the shoulder with bright eyes and said, "boy, work harder. How to spend the rest of your life depends on the next month!"

"People still need your supervision?"

Chen Haoran sneered: "half a semester, which day is not Lu Yao's morning exercise to wake you up?"

Guo Xiaoman scratched his hair carelessly and shouted anxiously, "ah ah! No, I'm hit! Yao, will you do morning exercises tomorrow? Add me!"

Several people talked and laughed, cheered for Lu Yao, and then became a meaningless embarrassment.

What "I put the future of the imperial capital into your hands", "you must shoulder the important task of revitalizing the imperial capital" and "you must reach the uh finals on behalf of the school team" are so embarrassed that Lu Yao wants to sew their mouths.

……

Shooting winter training is scheduled for 10 days later.

As the examination week has ended, the students began to leave school one after another, and the campus gradually became empty.

There is no need to occupy seats in the study room, no need to make an appointment in the gymnasium, and there is no need to queue up for meals in the canteen. The other three people in their house also left school one after another. Lu Yao monopolized a bedroom, but he was also happy and comfortable.

He carefully planned his training menu these days and arranged the physical fitness, fighting, shooting and other items properly.

Especially in shooting, Lu Yao specially applied for an M12 shotgun from the school, installed the wooden butt he had just started, and went to the outdoor shooting range to practice independently every day.

M12 is a union shotgun.

Although it looks like an ordinary semi-automatic rifle, their performance is very different.

In short, M12 is a shotgun, which is commonly known as "spray", with great power and very short range.

How short is it?

——About 30 meters.

Oh.

At the beginning of practice, Lu Yao wondered why there was no aiming device on the gun.

Later, I found that

Aim at your sister! It's only 30 meters. Still aiming?!

Did Li Tanhua bring a sight when throwing a throwing knife?

Correspondingly, the firing accuracy of M12 is also very touching.

When practicing sports rifles, the target is 50 meters away, and the bull's-eye is only as big as a coin;

Instead of a shotgun, the distance was shortened to 20 meters, and the target was enlarged to the size of a head.

However, even with such a heroic goal, Lu Yao missed the target repeatedly at the beginning, and the scene was once very embarrassing.

But fortunately, he has a skill book.

With the progress of practice, the download progress of shotgun skill book has increased from 13.2% to 14.3%, and the shooting accuracy has also been significantly improved.

Lu Yao simply calculated that two hours of training every day can bring about 0.2% of the download progress.

Then, if you practice 4 hours a day, you can download it in about 215 days.

After more than half a year of hard training, I gained a class a shotgun shooting skill book.

——Don't be too cost-effective!

Because the results are within reach, Lu Yao feels that the whole person is full of motivation.

Time passed in such an orderly training.

The day before the winter training, Lu Yao went to the shooting hall to practice his gun as usual in the morning and ate in the lake canteen near the shooting hall at noon.

After dinner, he found a table by the window and sat down. As soon as he pulled two, he found a man sitting opposite him with a dinner plate.

Lu Yao is a little strange.

Because there are few people in the canteen at this time, most people will choose to sit alone at a table rather than fight with strangers.

When he looked up, he saw that the visitor was a slightly fat boy, wearing a bright yellow shooting training suit, with a half long chestnut curly hair. The thick hair wax was painted very evenly and glittered in the sun.

"Your name is Lu Yao, isn't it?"

Seeing Lu Yuanwang looking at himself, the man took the initiative to talk to him.

Hearing that the man called out his name, Lu Yao was even more surprised and nodded: "who are you?"

"Oh, you don't know me?"

The corners of the man's mouth rose slightly. The expression on his face could not tell whether it was contempt or self mockery. He said, "my name is Xie Yaozu, an elite class of the combat department and a sniper of the school team. Like you, I am a member of this winter training."

Hearing this long series of self introduction, Lu Yao's face muscles obviously twitched.

Elite class, school team, winter training members.

I don't know why, he suddenly remembered a classic line he had heard in his previous life:

I'm Xia Fukang, the eldest son of the great Bachelor Fulun, the former Imperial Guard of the holy emperor and the future prince-in-law.

Er, your sister, er

Lu Yao recalled carefully and made sure he had never heard of the man.

But out of politeness, he smiled and said, "hello."

Xie Yaozu picked up his chopsticks and fiddled with the food on the plate, but he didn't eat it. He said, "what do you think of this winter training?"

Lu Yao thought the man was inexplicable.

What is "what do you think"?

What can I say?

Lu Yao felt disgusted in his heart and said perfunctorily, "I feel very lucky to participate in the winter training personally presided over by President song."

Xie Yaozu held his chin with one hand and joked with his eyes: "it's enough to participate. Don't you want to be principal song's Apprentice?"

Lu Yao replied, "of course, but it depends on strength. Just try your best."

"Look at your strength? Oh, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."

While stirring the egg soup in the plate, Xie Yaozu said, "you don't really think that old song plans to choose his disciples through winter training?"

Lu Yao was stunned and asked, "what do you say?"

Xie Yaozu said with disdain, "how can old song's Apprentice be so good? The so-called winter training is just an appearance."

He raised his head, stared into Lu Yao's eyes and said, "as far as I know, your grades are very poor except shooting?"

"Winter vacation should have been the best time to make up for the shortcomings. For such a farce, I wasted my precious time. In the end, I just read with the prince. Do you think it's unjust?"

"People, you have to think more about yourself."

Lu Yao was stunned by him. He didn't know how to answer.

Farce?

Reading with the prince?

What do you mean, the candidate has been determined?

He frowned and doubted.

Xie Yaozu saw Lu Yao's face and tilted his mouth slightly.

"I'll go first. Take your time."

After that, without waiting for the other party to respond, Xie Yaozu picked up the plate and left without even eating a mouthful of rice from beginning to end.

Lu Yao turned back and watched him go away enchanting, his heart full of doubts.

Anyway, what the hell is this man doing here?

Why did he tell me this?

Is it a little shallow?