Gao Wu: I have a lot of careers

In the face of Qingcheng's provocation, Xu Mao didn't have the heart to respond.

The facts will speak for him.

Qingcheng felt that he was timid and left arrogantly.

Xu Mao wanted to solve it casually for lunch, but he didn't expect to meet Zhang Jin by chance, and was invited to have a meal.

"It's an honor to be able to eat with the champion. Zhang Jin explained the reason for the meal.

Xu Mao was speechless, this exam has not been finished yet, so it is too early to call it like this.

However, he thought that it should be Zhang Jin who dug up some of his own information from the Blue Pavilion again.

With the strength he showed from hunting outside the city, he may not have felt anything at the time, but he will definitely notice it later.

In the afternoon, he came to the shooting test room. To his surprise, most of the candidates around him were also from Qinglin Middle School.

It seems that the people who have better scores on the side of the body have been arranged here to take the shooting test.

Qingcheng also stepped on the bell and walked in gracefully.

In the exam of a group of five, Xu Mao found that he and the other party were in a group. He began to wonder if the other party had done it.

"Boy, this is a trace of my ability that you can see!" Qingcheng leaned over at some point, with a proud face.

Xu Mao was too lazy to deal with the other party, since he wanted to compare with him in shooting, he naturally didn't mind showing his hand.

The content of the shooting test is divided into three parts: assembly and disassembly speed, directional target, and moving target.

Moreover, the distance of the target can be adjusted by itself.

The farther away you are, the higher the score bonus.

For most people, the usual test is 300 meters, and a few adjust to 400 meters.

Even a handful of Tier 2 gunsmiths were safely adjusted to 500 meters.

Although they have passed the 600-meter vocational assessment of a level 2 gunsmith, they can only pass in general. Instead, it's closer, and you'll get a better score.

And where is Xu Mao's limit?

As a female electronic sound sounded, Xu Mao, Qingcheng and the other three walked onto the shooting table together.

The target distance shot by several people is 3 350 meters, one is 650 meters, and one is 800 meters.

This 800 meters is naturally Xu Mao's.

The firing range of a level 2 gunsmith, 600 meters is just the entry, 800 meters is the peak.

This time, not only the candidates, but even the invigilator looked at them with a stunned face.

Is this the wrong number?"

An

invigilator kindly reminded him.

Xu Mao smiled and said, "I've already set it up." Now

everyone is sure that he really has to challenge the target range of 800 meters.

At this distance, even if it is a directional target, the average candidate can only see a small black dot, and it is said to be a moving target.

Qingcheng was not calm anymore, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and then he gritted his teeth and pretended to be calm.

He comforted himself that this Xu Mao was an idiot, he still played bells and whistles after the college entrance examination, and it would be funny if he couldn't get into a good university when the time came.

But is Xu Mao a fool?

He asked himself, then shook his head and felt that it didn't look like it. He didn't dare to think about it deeply, for fear that it would affect his shooting exam.

"The exam begins!"

the order was given, and the five candidates on the shooting table acted together.

Five rapid-fire guns, which were disassembled at the same time as fast as they could.

The other three are also students of Qinglin Middle School, and their strength is not bad, but now they are far away from the two.

25 seconds later, with a 'pop' sound, Xu Mao completed the two steps of disassembly and assembly.

At this time, Qingcheng also had a magazine and two small parts in his hand.

For masters, this gap can be said to be very large.

"So fast!" exclaimed

from the audience. As people in the same examination room, they were fortunate to meet the real Tianjiao.

Some people have starry eyes, and some people are gloomy.

Next, there is the shooting test.

Xu Mao picked up the assembled rapid-fire gun and began to shoot at a rate of 5 rounds a second.

The

crisp sound is fed back from the front, and the data on the scoreboard has remained unchanged at 100.

100 rounds of ammunition, and it was used up in half a minute.

The target 800 meters away began to move, and Xu Mao also reduced the frequency of shooting, but it was still as high as 3 rounds per second.

The score finally dropped a bit, from 100 to 98.

After another hundred bullets were fired, Xu Mao shook his head with some regret.

If this is the rapid-fire gun that he often fights, the score can be even higher.

The newly assembled ones are still some that have not been run-in well.

But even so, it is enough to be shocked.

Another two minutes passed before the other four candidates finished.

Qingcheng also got a high score, 99 points.

It's just 99 points of the 650-meter target distance, which is far from Xu Mao's.

He was still a little unconvinced, walked out of the examination room, and came to Xu Mao.

"Anything else?" Xu Mao's tone was a little impatient.

Qingcheng clasped his hands to his chest, even if he was defeated again, he was not hit in the slightest.

On the contrary, he looked proud and sneered, "Don't think you have a high talent for firearms, I just didn't put in the time to train."

"It's just a pity, this kind of mediocre profession, no matter how talented it is, is destined not to achieve much.

He said meaningfully, a sense of superiority evident in his tone.

As a child of a big family, he may have come into contact with many adults with a city government, but he is only a high school student after all.

failed twice on Xu Mao, and he couldn't help but come over to find his way back.

Xu Mao said, "What do you mean, mecha warriors are more advanced than gunsmiths?" "

Of course!"

Qingcheng sneered.

"Heavy mecha warriors are not trained with a gun, and the requirements for professionals are far greater than those of gunsmiths.

"So what do you want to say?" Xu Mao glanced at Teacher Chen behind him waving to him, and he was not interested in accosting the other party.

Qing Cheng touched his chin and said seriously: "So you'd better have a good talent in other professions, otherwise even if you go to Huangcheng University, you will be abused!"

"After all, there, even if you are a freshman, you generally start as a level 2 professional." The gunsmith is the most ordinary of them all!"

he shook his head away like a victor.

Xu Mao was a little stunned, and some understood what the other party meant.

I wanted to take this remark and hit him.

If it is an ordinary person, it may also be a Taoist. When I think about what I am best at, when I get to university, I will be confused, and I may be depressed.

But he's different.

At this moment, Xu Mao, instead of being a little melancholy, is looking forward to the upcoming college life.

As well as the various professions that may be contacted, after all, there is a system bug.

It is impossible to be inferior, and it is too late to be happy in college life.

Chen Jun walked up at this time and said, "How is it?" "

98 points!" Xu Mao responded.

Chen Jun frowned: "This score, if you usually say that you can get the first place, but this time..."Xu

Mao had to add: "The target distance is 800 meters

!" "Huh?"

Chen Jun was dumbfounded, and then was quickly swept away by joy, and muttered in his mouth: "Champion, really champion, I don't have to run!"

Then he left quickly, wanting to spread the news as soon as possible.