Chapter 170: 170 may be the last one

Chapter 170: 170 may be the last one

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

Someone also came out to commit the crime, saying that his feet had been placed in that place, but Xu Ze tripped and fell down the stairs without seeing it.

What else can he say?

I had no choice but to leave.

Lu Qingyi was standing not far away from Instructor Li, and she could see clearly the way instructor Li was fighting for reason and the sophistry of the Department of Stomatology.

accidentally?

Heh, Lu Qingyi never believed in similar words, so why are there so many carelessnesses?

"Professor, I have found you."

Wei Song ran up to Lu Qingyi out of breath.

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

"Something?"

Lu Qingyi's expression was faint.

"Here you are, the explosives in the store."

Wei Song handed the bag in front of Lu Qingyi, and he said with a dry smile.

He tasted it. It was delicious, but it was too tired. I don't know if Lu Qingyi would like it.

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

I know that Lu Qingyi likes sweets, but Lu Qingyi is particularly picky. Not all desserts will be eaten by her.

"You can replace all-purpose flour with low-gluten flour, so that it tastes better."

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

Wei Song: "..."

No, why is Lu Qingyi's special function so powerful? You can even know what kind of flour the dessert is made of. This tongue is too powerful.

The low-gluten flour in his girlfriend's shop just disappeared, so he replaced it with medium-gluten flour. He didn't expect Lu Qingyi to be able to eat it.

"Professor, how can you eat it?"

Wei Song found it strange that he had eaten this dessert before, but he felt that the difference did not seem to be much.

How can Lu Qingyi know what flour is made of?

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

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

She has always studied food, and she can also make cakes and the like, but she is usually lazy and doesn't like to do it herself.

"Professor, you are too knowledgeable."

Wei Song's eyes brightened, and he always knew that Lu Qingyi was great, but he didn't expect Lu Qingyi to be great in every aspect.

Lu Qingyi: "..."

Lu Qingyi looked at Wei Song like a idiot. He didn't know this, but his girlfriend was a dessert shop.

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

"Um."

"How to propose to my girlfriend?"

Wei Song asked, his relationship with his girlfriend has always been stable, and he is just short of a marriage certificate.

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

Lu Qingyi: "..."

"I have 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 will know?"

The corners of her mouth twitched gently.

Wei Song: "...hehe, I think about it myself."

Wei Songgan laughed twice. That's right. Lu Qingyi, a deserted person, shouldn't be romantic, right?

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"Instructor, we got the last one."

Squad leader Xia Qiao took the note and walked to Instructor Li. I really don't know if this is too much luck or too bad luck.

"The pressure should be quite high."

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

"Squad leader, you are so lucky."

"What do you say is our chance of being the last one?"

"The people in dentistry are really wicked."

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

"..."

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

Instructor Li helped his forehead, and he was very annoyed now.

He seemed to have expected the final outcome.

At the beginning of the competition, people from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine were all sitting and watching. The accuracy of the other classes seemed to be pretty good.

Five people, each with five shots, the total score is two hundred and fifty points. Except for the traditional Chinese medicine department, the highest score is 210 points and the lowest score is 180 points.

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

"I find it very difficult."

"I was suddenly a little scared."

"I can hit up to 35 points with five bullets."

"..."

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

They are all people who have never touched a gun, and they are not very good at their heads. It is still very difficult to hit the eighth ring or more by relying on military training in the past few days.

"Cheer up, you can do it."

Instructor Li patted the shoulders of five boys.

Lu Qingyi was sitting on the steps, she was lazy, in sharp contrast with those nervous people.

Ren Changming was the first one to come up. With sweat in his hand, he picked up the gun, stood still, started aiming, and started drumming in his heart.

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

"Bang!" a shot.

"Bang!" Two shots.

"Bang!" Three shots.

"Bang!" Four shots.

"Bang!" Five shots.

Five shots were finished quickly, 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 to be a good one, and his playing is not bad.

Then there were three more people. The first got 32 points, the second got 33 points, and the third got 35 points.

The total is one hundred and forty points.

"Oh my god, it's only one hundred and forty, it seems we are the countdown."

"Unless we can get fifty points, otherwise the countdown will really be us."

"At first I was full of confidence, but now it's really..."

"It's all to blame for the dentistry department's too much."

"We performed so well in front of us, so we were the last shot."

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

"..."

The people in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine had already anticipated the result before the last person played, and they deserved the last one.