I'm really not a genius

Lu Yao played more and more steadily, faster and faster, from evenly splitting to catching up from behind, and from catching up from behind to controlling the situation, and finally drove his opponent off the field.

And now, with a round of four shots and shots, Guo Xiaoman actually saw the shadow of the gun god from him in a daze.

Guo Xiaoman rubbed his eyes subconsciously, and after confirming that the tall and thin figure in the video was really his roommate Lu Yao, he felt that reality suddenly became a bit metaphysical.

...

At this time, in an activity room of the Imperial Demon Hunting Academy, seven or eight boys and girls were sitting around a long table for a meeting.

"Like a trough..."

In a corner of the activity room, a boy who was nearly two meters tall suddenly exploded.

The others all looked at him.

The tall guy saw everyone's eyes, blushed, and said, "That, no, uh..."

He scratched his head, suddenly a flash of inspiration, said: "I found a good seed, I think it can attract him to join the school team."

"What a good seed?"

The girl in white sitting at the top of the long table stood up and walked behind the tall boy.

"Here, it's this..." The tall guy pointed to his mobile phone screen, then turned up the volume.

What was shown on the screen was the live broadcast of the winter training. The target throwing machine threw six disc targets at a time. Lu Yao raised the muzzle and fired quickly, without missing a shot for several consecutive rounds.

"Fuck..."

A boy around couldn't help but explode.

The girl in white watched five or six rounds and said, "Our school? Freshman?"

The tall boy said: "Well, freshman, this live broadcast is the shooting winter training of Principal Song."

The girl in white was silent for a moment, and said: "I want this person, go to contact."

"okay!"

...

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With six gunshots and six clouds of smoke, Lu Yao put down his shotgun and quickly replaced the bullet.

The ammunition capacity of the M12 is 12 rounds, without a magazine, the ammunition needs to be replaced every two rounds.

[A-level shotgun skill book is being downloaded]

[Download progress: 29.5%, 29.8%...]

With the download of the skill book, Lu Yao felt that his mentality became extremely calm, and his spirit seemed to be concentrated.

In the vast world, it seemed that there was only one person, one shot, and the flying target left, nothing else existed.

He lifted the muzzle mechanically and shot down the flying saucers one by one.

One round, two rounds, three rounds...

Huh?

At a certain point in time, Lu Yao suddenly discovered that the expected disc target did not appear where it should appear.

what happened?

Why is it gone?

He almost fired his gun.

"Papa..."

A few seconds later, there was applause, and Lu Yao turned his head blankly, only to find that it was Principal Song Zhen who was applauding.

The other party was looking at him with a smile, his eyes full of approval.

"Papa Papa..."

With Principal Song taking the lead, applause was sparsely heard from the surrounding crowd, and then more people joined the applauding team, and the applause gradually became more enthusiastic.

Lu Yao put down his shotgun, feeling like a world away.

Looking up to see the download progress of the skill book: 42.1%.

In just ten minutes, nearly 30% was downloaded.

This is equivalent to 300 hours of hard training.

Sure enough, just knowing that it is not enough to immerse yourself in hard training, you still have to have proper guidance and actual stimulation.

Listening to the waves of applause around him, Lu Yao's cheeks were slightly red, and he lowered his head embarrassedly.

He saluted Principal Song sincerely, thanked him for his guidance, and then prepared to retreat into the crowd.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, he staggered before he could not stand firm.

"Hey……"

Song Zhen held him in a hand and said, "What's the matter, it's so tired from shooting a gun?"

Lu Yao quickly adjusted his center of gravity and barely stood firm, only to realize that he seemed to have gone through a big test, his mind was empty, and his mental power seemed to have been completely drained.

Chapter 14 Invitation from the School Team

What's the situation?

Is it because of high concentration, or is the skill book downloaded too fast?

"Okay, go over there and rest first!" Song Zhen pointed to the bench beside the court and motioned for him to pass.

Lu Yao didn't try her best, and obediently walked to the bench and sat down, emptying his brain completely.

"Who's next?"

Song Zhen looked at the rest of the winter training students and asked.

With Lu Yao Zhuyu in front, who would dare to go up?Isn't this embarrassing?

Everyone bowed their heads, and no one dared to say anything.

Even professional shooter Tang Kexin clenched the gun silently, not daring to appear at this moment.

She has never tried this multi-disc shooting practice.

It's hard to say how far it can be, but in short, it will never be better than Lu Yao's performance just now.

Tang Kexin glanced at Lu Yao who was sitting on the bench in a daze, both admired and somewhat surprised.

——Where did this man emerge from?

Such talent, such strength, have never participated in a shooting competition?

Was it delayed by the previous coach, or did he become late and only recently became enlightened?

Seeing that no one volunteered, Song Zhen picked up the sign-in form and started to order people.

The few people who were spotted had an expression of doomsday, and reluctantly moved to the sidelines and fired 12 shots each. Some missed one shot, and some were lucky enough to get one or two shots, all with constipation expressions. .

Song Zhen happily watched by the side, neither encouraging nor reprimanding, just watching each of them finish their deflation, and then leave the scene sadly, as if very happy.

After more than half an hour, everyone on the scene went up for a test shot. A few of them had practiced a little, and the results were so-so. Most of them were completely zero-based. The first time they started, the scene was terrible.

The shot missed, the target can't be seen, the recoil collapsed, the gunshot scared to tears, and the world was full of emotions.

Up to this time, everyone had a more profound understanding of how abnormal Lu Yao, who hit six UFOs at once, was.

...

Time went back to half an hour ago.

Unlike the wailing of everyone in the winter training, Fang Xiaotang, the short-haired reporter on the sidelines, is already happy.

She originally took money from Xie Yaozu to black Luyao.

I want to suppress first and raise the ground, and I just waited for him to be embarrassed, and I blamed it with disappointment. By the way, I praised the gold master next to him, even if he successfully completed the task.

However, what he never expected was that this Lu Yao actually gave himself a big surprise.

Gunshen Winter Training + UFO Sixth Company, in just ten minutes, the number of viewers reached 5 digits, and the number of my own attention also soared.

During this period, she even saw several big anchors coming over to show off. The heat in the live broadcast room was like riding on a rocket, which was close to the platform.

Oh my God!

Is this the rhythm of becoming famous?

Fang Xiaotang was so excited that he had forgotten the employer's needs.

what?Live stream hit the face and get shoveled?

You deserve to be shoveled, do you still rely on me?

Let me stop broadcasting?

dream!

My mother's enthusiasm is booming. Can you afford to stop broadcasting at this time?

Listening to the constant ringing of cell phone ringtones, Fang Xiaotang curled his lips and chose to shut down.

"Let's take a look at this round, six rounds! It's all in again!"

"I just said that Lu Yao is a rookie shooting star, and now it seems that this is a rookie, it is simply the star of Shenwei·Emperor Capital!"

"As a student of the imperial capital, at this moment, I cannot describe my feelings. I can imagine that when Lu Yao joins the imperial capital school team, next year's National College Student Demon Hunting Competition, we will definitely be ashamed and regain the glory belonging to the imperial capital. !"

"..."

Fang Xiaotang praised Lu Yao without a bottom line, and he did not hesitate to say anything about beauty.

"That, Sister Sugar..."

She was talking about spitting stars flying wildly, and the cameraman behind suddenly poked out his head and whispered: "Sister Tang, you stop for a moment..."

"Shh!"

Fang Xiaotang quickly gestured to him and said, "It's live broadcast, be quiet!"

"Not..."

The cameraman said helplessly: "Sister Tang, the live broadcast room is blocked."

The smile on Fang Xiaotang's face instantly solidified.

She quickly ran to the camera and took a closer look, but saw that the screen was completely dark, with a few large characters written in the middle: The anchor is suspected of violating regulations and is undergoing rectification.

Fang Xiaotang's face was full of disbelief. She was stunned for three seconds, and an unknown fire suddenly rose in her heart, and exclaimed, "Where is the violation? What did I broadcast?"

The cameraman took out his mobile phone and said weakly: "Uh, uh, just now the school issued a notice saying that you broadcast the winter training content on the Internet without permission and deliberately discredited the students in the Imperial Capital..."

As he talked, the cameraman’s voice became lower and lower: "The school decided to give a serious warning, counting the enrollment file..."

Fang Xiaotang petrified instantly.

...

The farce on the sidelines did not affect the winter training.

Although some people saw them walking away with the equipment, everyone felt that they might have collected enough materials, and no one cared.

In the following training, Song Zhen briefly talked about the technical movements and some small skills of flying saucer shooting, and then arranged them to practice empty guns.

During this process, someone peeked in Lu Yao's direction from time to time, seeing him also undergoing boring basic training with everyone, without any special treatment, I couldn't help but be convinced.

In the middle of the break, those with good things formed a winter training group, and took the initiative to find Lu Yao and drag him in.

As for Xie Yaozu, who originally Zhang Luo involved, he has long been forgotten in the corner.

...

At 12 o'clock, the first day of training ends.

Holding the gun box, Lu Yao left the shooting range exhausted, not wanting to go to the canteen, and planned to order an expensive takeaway to reward himself.

The efficient training not only greatly improved the downloading progress of the skill book, but also drained his spirit completely.

Lu Yao was walking on the road now, feeling flickering, crooked and slanting, his body seemed a little out of the control of his brain.