Chapter 150

When it comes to the gun god, Hongbin insisted on his previous idea: "I still think the gunshot is injured and will not easily come out to fight with the martial god. But Chen Feng is right. The God of martial arts is fighting in different places. He has to save his strength and come back. "

Two friends did not agree with their views. Zheng Zhirong and Qu Baba looked out of the window: "I just don't think it is enough. What a big event our second generation mecha press conference is. It was destroyed by the gun god and many students died. How can a research institute in the San Gama Empire repay so many lives?"

Chen Feng could understand Zheng Zhirong's idea and gently comforted him: "after all, there is nothing big happening in the San Gama Empire recently. It is very good to destroy one of their important research institutes."

At this time, President Pan's voice came out from the communication instrument: "please pay attention to the students of the first Department of the fighter plane below. Mr. Lang and Mr. Xu have completed the warning task, and will return to the school tomorrow to continue the normal teaching work. Please make preparations in advance."

The two special pilot teachers will also return, so that the students of fighter plane a department will directly reach the peak because of the news. After knowing the true identities of the two teachers, no student does not expect to meet them again. At this point, the heavy atmosphere that has plagued Langya Mechatronics College for several days has finally been swept away, and the former vigorous scene has been restored.

The morning's theory class was spent in a noisy, agitated mood, did not delay the hands of the effort, the non-stop disassembly and assembly, and then learned the maintenance skills of vision system of mecha.

At lunch time, Chen Feng felt the changes of other students in the canteen. All the faces were jubilant. Chen Feng couldn't accept such a big difference: "the attack of martial god made the whole atmosphere of our school different. Maybe this is the personal charm and influence."

Lin Xian's mood has not calmed down, and his eating hands are still trembling: "it's mainly because we are too angry. After being attacked by the gun god, we all know that we can't fight back. We've been very subdued in the past few days. The attack of the martial god has completely released our negative emotions."

"Today's news seems to make everyone come back to life, rather than the previous look of lethargy. Wushen's machine armor presses a group of machine armour, which is really cool." Wu Shen's sagacity in the video makes you Jia become his little fan sister.

Looking around, Chen Feng had to admire the great influence of Wu Shen: "everyone has become laughing and laughing. Maybe that's the meaning of the God of war. The personal charm of the God of war is full of ~"

even Nangong Mengdie was almost unable to control her calm mood and blurted out: "to be a hero in life, to be a ghost hero in death is worth a lifetime. ”

Hongshui bin looked at Nangong Mengdie in surprise, shook his head and sighed with regret: "it's a pity that you are a daughter after all, and you are destined not to be a martial god."

He Yuqi stepped forward to protect his good sister: "who said that women are not as good as men, we dream butterflies can become female martial god, Zhirong, do you think so?"

Does Zheng Zhirong dare to deny the culture of his girlfriend? Immediately, he abandoned Hong shuibin with no sense of righteousness: "Yuqi is right. The martial god doesn't distinguish gender. Ha ha."

Zheng Zhirong's redundant dry smile especially highlights his embarrassing situation. Everyone turned to the gun and criticized him. Zheng Zhirong said nothing to heaven: "what did I do wrong and who did I offend? Why is it all against me? " But he forgot what he had done, which made both sides think he was a traitor.

The real-time news broadcast made the whole Republic of ancient Shenlan rejuvenated. People finally stopped entangled in the shadow of the attack of the second generation mecha press conference, and continued to work hard for a new life. The students in Langya mecha college also began to study vigorously, and even the vigilance work everywhere was inexplicably relaxed.

The teachers in the school were finally relieved. No wonder president pan was so unpredictable. However, when asked about this matter, he had such a wonderful way to solve the problem, which really made people admire.

In shooting class, Mr. Lin joked with his classmates: "students, tomorrow we will see Miss Lang and Mr. Xu who have not been seen for many days. Are you happy?"

"That's necessary. I'm waiting for the teachers to come back and talk about the feeling of fighting with the gun god." Zheng Zhirong took the lead in saying that he would like to know what it is like to fight with the gun god after seeing the strength of the gun god.

"I don't know what it's like for the two teachers to fight with the Musketeer, but you may be able to understand what it's like to be with them after you've practiced shooting well." Lin was in a good mood and continued to have fun with the students.

This expectation even Hong shuibin felt that it was too high, showing a disdainful expression: "Teacher Lin, do you cheat a three-year-old child? Even if I had more confidence, I didn't think I could have the skill of a gun god. "

"Not necessarily Oh, your students are generally high in talent, refuelling teachers are optimistic about you." Mr. Lin didn't feel embarrassed at all. He was still filling the students with chicken soup.

Seeing that the farce will continue if we don't stop it, the monitor pan Yuguo stepped forward: "Mr. Lin, I think we can start class, and there are many students waiting for training."

Now most of the students in the class have mastered the shooting skills. He just needs to help adjust some minor mistakes or bad habits.Like Hong shuibin, Mr. Lin came to his side again: "Hong shuibin, don't always immerse in the practice of moving target. I suggest you spend a quarter of your time training fixed target in each class."

"You see, in the shooting just now, if you have a good basic practice, the scores of these shots can be improved by at least one or two rings." Mr. Lin pointed to Hong shuibin's performance indicator and said that in fact, Hong shuibin had caught up with the speed of the moving target, but the lack of stability made him unable to make good results.

Faced with the problems pointed out by Mr. Lin, Hong shuibin was taught with an open mind. He also knew where his weak link was: "I feel it, Mr. Lin, but I thought that we could solve the problem by hard training on the moving target. Now it seems that we have to learn the fixed target again."

Hong shuibin accepted the suggestion and was very pleased. He pointed to Chen Feng next to him and said, "don't think it's a shame to train a fixed target. Don't you think Chen Feng is training a fixed target now, and I dare say that no student in the class can stabilize him in shooting."

"Mr. Lin, don't think I can't hear you. You are beating me up." Chen Feng put down her gun and was flattered to hear that.

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