Please Put on Your Vest, Madam

Remember for a second【】

The result of Instructor Li's theory was to no avail. The students admitted that they had indeed blocked Xu Ze, and they were also surprised that Xu Ze was rolled down the stairs. This was careless.

Someone also came out to take the blame, saying that his feet had been placed there, and Xu Ze had tripped and fell down the stairs without seeing it.

What more can he say?

Can only helplessly go.

Lu Qingyi was standing not far from Instructor Li, and she could see clearly Instructor Li's argumentative appearance and the sophistry of the Department of Stomatology.

careless?

Heh, she, Lu Qingyi, would never believe such words, how could she be so careless?

"Professor, I have found you."

Wei Song ran to Lu Qingyi panting.

He called Lu Qingyi, but Lu Qingyi didn't answer. He searched for Lu Qingyi all over the playground, but he was able to find him.

"Is something wrong?"

Lu Qingyi's expression was light.

"Here, the hot item in the store."

Wei Song handed the bag in his hand to Lu Qingyi, and he said with a dry smile.

He had tasted it, and it was delicious, but it was too greasy. I wondered if Lu Qingyi would like it.

Lu Qingyi's preferences are quite unique, and no one can know what Lu Qingyi likes.

Knowing that Lu Qingyi likes sweets, but Lu Qingyi is very picky, not all desserts she will eat.

"You can replace all-purpose flour with low-gluten flour, which tastes better."

Lu Qingyi took out a piece of dessert from the bag, and when she swallowed the dessert, she began to evaluate it.

Wei Song: "..."

No, Lu Qingyi's special function is so powerful, he can even know what kind of flour is used to make desserts, his tongue is too powerful.

The low-gluten flour in his girlfriend's store just ran out, so he replaced it with all-purpose flour.

I never thought that Lu Qingyi could eat it.

"Professor, how can you eat it?"

Wei Song found it strange that he had eaten this dessert before, but he didn't think the difference seemed to be much.

How can Lu Qingyi know what kind of flour it is?

"Low-gluten flour has the lowest gluten content and is suitable for making cakes, desserts, and biscuits with a fluffy and soft texture. All-purpose flour is a common flour in supermarkets and is mainly suitable for making steamed buns. There is a difference between the two. Yes, it can be seen that the taste is also different.”

Lu Qingyi held a piece of cake in her hand, and she spoke slowly and very seriously.

She has always researched what she eats, and she can also make pastries, but she is usually lazy and doesn't like to do it herself.

"Professor, you are too knowledgeable."

Wei Song's eyes lit up, he always knew that Lu Qingyi was very good, but he never thought that Lu Qingyi was good in every aspect.

Lu Qingyi: "..."

Lu Qingyi looked at Wei Song like an idiot. He didn't know any common sense, and it was because his girlfriend owned a dessert shop.

Wei Song: "Professor, I want to ask you a question."

"Um."

"How do you propose to your girlfriend?"

Wei Song asked that his relationship with his girlfriend has always been stable, and he was about to get a marriage certificate.

He's twenty-eight this year, and it's time to get married, but he just doesn't know how to propose. …

Lu Qingyi: "..."

"I've been with her for a long time, and I want to propose to her."

Wei Song scratched the back of his head and said, he felt embarrassed.

Lu Qingyi asked back, "Do you think I would know?"

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

Wei Song: "...hehe, I think to myself."

Wei Song laughed dryly, and yes, someone like Lu Qingyi shouldn't be romantic, right?

——

"Instructor, we drew the last one."

The monitor Xia Qiao took the note and walked to Instructor Li. I really didn't know if it was because I was too lucky or too bad.

"There should be a lot of pressure."

"The last one is fine, let me be mentally prepared."

"Squad leader, you're lucky too."

"What are the odds you say we're last?"

"The people in the stomatology group are really immoral."

"That's right, Xu Ze is quite pitiful."

"..."

"Okay, since Xu Ze is injured, we must choose another person to play. You can decide for yourself who will play."

Instructor Li rubbed his forehead, feeling very annoyed now.

He seemed to have foreseen the final outcome.

When the competition started, everyone from the Chinese Medicine Department sat and watched, and the quasi-heads of other classes seemed to be pretty good.

Five people, one person and five guns, the total score is 250 points, except for the Chinese medicine department, the highest score is 210 points, and the lowest score is 180 points.

"Although this score doesn't seem to be particularly high, I'm shivering now."

"I find it difficult."

"I'm suddenly a little scared."

"I can get up to thirty-five points with five bullets."

"..."

Haven't played yet, some people have already expected the result.

are some no

^0^ Remember one second【】

People who have touched guns are usually not very good at aiming. It is quite difficult to play above the eighth ring just by relying on military training in the past few days.

"Cheer up, you can do it."

Instructor Li patted the shoulders of the five boys.

Lu Qingyi was sitting on the steps, her whole person was lazy, in sharp contrast to those nervous people.

Ren Changming was the first to get on, with sweat in his hand, he picked up the gun, stood still, began to aim, and began to beat drums in his heart.

Except for Xu Ze, he is the most accurate person in the department. If he can get high marks, the final result will not be too ugly.

"Bang!" A shot.

"Bang!" Two shots.

"Bang!" Three shots.

"Bang!" Four shots.

"Bang!" Five shots.

The five shots were quickly finished, and it took Ren Changming five minutes, one shot per minute.

"Eight rings, seven rings, nine rings, eight rings, eight rings, a total of thirty-nine rings, forty points."

The referee quickly counted Ren Changming's score.

Among this group of students, Ren Changming is considered a good player, and his playing is not bad.

Then there were three more people, the first one got thirty-two points, the second got thirty-three points, and the third got thirty-five points.

A total of one hundred and forty points.

"My God, it's only one hundred and forty, it seems we are counting down."

"Unless we can get fifty points, the countdown is really us."

"I was full of confidence at first, but now I really..."

"It's all the fault of the Department of Stomatology for going too far."

"We played so well up front that we shot last."

"It would be nice if someone could get all five shots in the same place, so that they could get the first place."

"..."

Before the last person came on stage, the people from the Chinese Medicine Department had already expected the result, and they deserved the last one.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^