Under the magnesium light, Witch Jane was breathing fast.
He also retained a standard kneeling position a few seconds earlier, leaning slightly forward, his left elbow stuck in front of his left knee, and his gaze □ □ | side overlapped with the scope.
The lens captures the teenager's side face with precision.
The finely curly hair is slightly damp by sweat, kneeling like a knight in an ancient ritual, a rare sigh of sombre, focused and handsome.
The atmosphere on the field instantly culminated.
The ladies were not stingy enough to scream for Witch Jane, and live ammo traffic soared.
The director was happy with the eyebrows, and the moment came to an immediate conclusion: "Quick, the lights are out, here's the ad! ”
Even Caesar whispered on his shoulder: "Bravo, brother! ”
In the scene of the escape show, the performance and the character of the athlete are huge. It's not easy for an honest little white rabbit like Witch Jane to reach this level in a week.
Though touching guns is not too risky, it's good enough to scare people.
The witch Jane stood up and was shot by Caesar with an almost unstable center of gravity and slightly reddish cheeks.
The stunning kneeling of the entire field just now imitated the shooting position of the guard in the training room that morning.
According to the Big Brother's analysis at the time, if the Sea Selection Examination is a big fugitive, the remainder of the race is a fugitive show.
The three judges scored on skills, tactics and performance, in other words, “escape” accounted for one third and “show field" for two thirds.
Witch Jane tried to argue that tactics were also one of the ability to flee in action, but was not hesitant to reject them when defended.
Pre-selected maps with references also require tactics?
Desert maps have appeared eight times in the Clawson show. Weisheng squeezed eight copies of the material to the extreme, fine-tuning the tactical position of Witch Jane.
As for the shooting--
On a silent summer night, the guard brought the witch Jane: "Remember, I'll only demonstrate once. ”
The lights in the training room were bright and cold on the big man. The guard shifted from manoeuvre to kneeling in three seconds, and the gaze suddenly dropped.
“What are you staring at?” The guardian raised his eyebrows.
Witch Jane hurried up, sat upright and watched.
“…” The Guardian commands: “Stand up, learn. ”
——
The lights are back on.
Clawson's remainder stage, the jury chair, the panel's score has been revealed. All four players were promoted.
Zoe Caesar A, Auxiliary Wenlin B.
The camera finally turned to Witch Jane.
There are three mentors and judges in the Clawson show. Of these, two years of decommissioned blood pigeons are responsible for tactical guidance, while the other two mentors are responsible for operational skills and lens performance.
Three scorecards were handed to the blood pigeon, who killed a retired veteran nearly 20 years ago and looked at the witch: "300012, the witch player. ”
Witch Jane stood up quickly.
Blood pigeons take their first score and say, “Great talent. The shooting technique is relatively unwieldy. You can see the bitter kung fu, and you need to continue practicing. Out of fairness to other players, battle skills - C, any objections? ”
The face control on the scene was a riot, and Witch Jane was slightly lost, but she adjusted quickly, shook her head quickly and bowed to express her gratitude.
Witch Jane does not reject this C, if not a full week of repetitive training, he can only be between F and E.
Though —— Witch Jane's afterglow swept past Area A, where she sat a few players sporadically and was the nearest to S. Witch Jane's little soft hair collapsed slightly, and he was about to disappoint the big man.
Blood pigeon came up with a second score: "Tactical design," he paused and finally smiled: “No flaws, A. ”
Witch Jane's eyes sparkled. The obvious fever on the cheek, obviously happy can not stand still, people can't help but want to look at him a few more times.
Witch Jane's personal average score has now been pulled to B, and the final judgment is crucial. Blood pigeon frowned: “Stage performance… I'm curious to know why you scored this score. ”
Clawson Show's performance mentor is the only female judge, and the famous actor should be Xiangxiang. Among the runaways, she looked extraordinarily gorgeous and had a delicate body and fine makeup. However, as everyone knows, it's quite difficult for the actress to sit on the coaching table for three consecutive seasons.
“Infectious show performances allow the lens to follow through proactively.” At Xiangxiang's smile, “there were sixteen seats on the stage, and just now, when all the lenses were solidified on his face, I thought it was time to give that score. ”
At Xiangxiang's request, he drew his own scorecard from the blood pigeon and zoomed it in front of the camera: "S. Perfect, undoubtedly, this is the top performance of the S-level. ”
The flowers on the stage suddenly sprayed out and the applause poured out like a tide. Replace the info bar on the screen instantly:
No. 300012 Witch Jane, Combat Skill C, Tactical Design A, Performance S. Final score: A.
Witch Jane suddenly opened her eyes.
Caesar wrapped himself around Jane's shoulder with excitement, and his face was incredible: "Witch, how did you do it?! Seven days! I'll wipe you--”
Blood pigeons signed their names on the assessment and made a mouthful to Witch Jane as she screamed across the field: "Come on. ”
The transparent ladder leading up to the players' seats lit up, and the white moonlight entertainers thanked the audience and walked up.
After the camera moved away, Xiangxiang smiled softly and avoided the microphone whispering: “Unfortunately, the judge cannot buy the first glass of champagne for the contestant. ”
Blood Pigeon: "… you take it easy. ”
The next group of shows is about to begin. In the athlete's area, several people went up, at the entrance to seat B and Wenlin separately.
Witch Jane finally touched her shoulder with this quiet teammate. Wen Lin laughed and healed: “No need to give it away, I'll come to you next week for promotion. ”
Zoe nodded her head so hard that she could walk away with her assistant.
After the three of us walked to Seat A and greeted each other in the window of the future, Caesar and Zoe took a long breath and quickly unraveled their heavy battle jackets.
When Witch Jane turned around again, the two teammates leaned there with a big prick, and had entered the leisure mode completely. Her eyes were unknown.
Caesar, hey, hey, smile. It wasn't even a handsome face to say, “Witch, come on! Sit here and teach you a good thing..."
Zoe suddenly remembers, "Wait, Witch, are you an adult? ”
Witch Jane nodded.
“That's good.” Zoe was so relieved that she punched her finger and the screen in front of the seat opened.
The screen appears to be an auction and the price list keeps refreshing.
“It's up to 8,000 credit points,” Zoe said with emotion: “I only shot 2,000 last year's glass of champagne. ”
Witch Jane was terrified to find that her player number had appeared in the auction information, when the price had risen to 20,000 credit points.
“Relax, not the auctioneer.” Zoe explains: "The auction is to qualify the player for the first glass of champagne. Of course, the point is not the champagne itself. ”
Caesar: "Hey, hey, hey...”
Of the three, Caesar's champagne first stopped at 7,000 signal points, and the waiter quickly delivered a crystal high foot cup flowing with amber liquid. A small envelope is placed underneath the tray to reveal a light lip print at the closure.
Witch Jane: “…” Wait, this, this operation seems...
Caesar took it with satisfaction and smiled like a fool. He opened the envelope faster than he could shoot, and looked up for half a day: "So, what time was the access to the dorm for the rehearsers at night? ”
"" … "
Even Zooey was a little surprised: "So soon? Are you still a man? Six o'clock, 10 o'clock, four hours in the middle. ”
Caesar regrets: "It's only been four hours. How is that possible? ”
Zoe: “... are you coming or not? ”
Caesar nodded: "Bullshit, of course!” The hormones erupted, telling the waiter, "How can a gentleman let a lady drink? Give me credit. Tell that lovely lady I'll be here tonight. ”
The second glass of champagne was immediately delivered to Zoe. The sniper from the Clawson Show doubled at this time during the two seasons of the war, and the envelope that came with it had no exaggerated lip prints.
“is the contact number.” Zoe took out the terminal plus, look across the street at the statue of a 16-7-year-old boy.
“Unfortunately, I've never dealt with minors.” Zoe picks the eyebrows, a little depressed: “Forget it, help him with his homework later. ”
Caesar was drinking to the liquor: “Maybe he was just looking at the little one, like a little witch. Witch, how much champagne did you shoot? ”
Witch Jane stared at the screen: "Sixty thousand. ”
Caesar barely sprayed the wine: "Sixty thousand? Are they crazy?” Yan remembered: “Hasn't your athlete profile been updated yet?! I'm in a lot of trouble. Men and women are going to rob me. ”
The witch creeped back: “Me, me, me...”
Zoe thought, “Witch, have you ever had a girlfriend? ”
Jane shook her head.
“Where's your boyfriend? ”
Witch Jane's head barely swayed into a drum.
Zoe revealed an incredible look and saw that Witch Jane was frightened into a quail and immediately changed to comfort: “It's okay to refuse. Remember, you're a contestant, they buy you wine, and you're not obliged to return it. ”
But then Zoe changed her tone.
Witch Jane's first glass of champagne had already been fired to 100,000, and was suddenly plugged into a rich man's price increase to 140,000.
“A little more.” Zoe Gamba Road.
“Witch, would you like to pay the company an advance first?” Caesar was also worried, but obviously couldn't bear the $140,000: “Why don't me and Zooey do it for you? ”
Zoe stood on Caesar's ass, as the waiter delivered the champagne and envelope to the witch Jane.
“Maybe the troll just wants to make friends with you!” Caesar comforts himself with great curiosity: “Open it and see. ”
Witch Jane opened the envelope and spit hard on the spicy chicken show group.
The champagne auction, the Clawson show, 20%, and the 30,000 credit points don't know when to repay--
Caesar and Zooey were thrilled to stretch their heads, and the cold witch suddenly closed the envelope.
“Show me! Show me!” Caesar shouted.
Witch Jane quickly threw the envelope in her pocket.
“What does it say? What are you blushing for?” Zoe is also an ear scratcher.
“Congratulations on your promotion.” Witch Jane answered honestly.
Caesar exaggerated, "140,000 just to congratulate you on your promotion? Are the millionaires so stylish now? No room number? Didn't even give you a contact information?” Just a shout: “That's a tall spot. Witch, be careful not to be stripped alive. This is an absolute love scene master--”
Witch Jane said, bullshit! No, I'm not!
On the other hand, I flipped the note out and looked at it again.
Congratulations.
—— Wei