MTL - Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!-Chapter 16 Knockout

In the shadow, the back of the sorcerer's back is straight.

If the place where the witch is located is the camera position, the station and interaction of Wei Shi are barely qualified.

But the whole person is like a sharp bayonet - obviously watching it is cold, but because the power is too strong, the line of sight is examined, like quenching the fire, burning the wine, wrapping the flames straight into the viewer's pupil, and then The mind blasted open.

Aggressiveness is too strong.

The sorcerer did not dare to move, like a white rabbit that was crucified in the shadow.

Until the bandages were pulled from the man's left arm - the sorcerer suddenly realized that his eyes were worshipped: "See clearly!"

Then he quickly handed over his assignments to Daxie: "Use your own momentum to drive the lens instead of catering to the lens..."

Wei Shi looked down at him. The pupil of the original bright amber was rounded up with excitement. The eyelashes were slightly like a warm-colored opal, and the lights were fading.

However, soon the witch was slightly depressed: "But I..."

Wei Shi glanced at it and saw it at a glance.

Soft bunny, a bandage is like flying a kite, his face is full of cleverness, his small arms are white and tender, and he is pinch and flat.

Not to mention the momentum, the fierce can be the one that licks the ears and licks the hair.

Wei Wei raised his eyebrows: "No hurry. First hit the knockout, find the feeling."

The witches finally let go of their hearts.

Regardless of whether you have a spectrum in your heart, you are the backbone!

In the training room, the witches once again resumed their lively jumps.

He gave the treasure to the guard and looked at the number on the compensator - 11 compensation units, below the novice deviation.

After a hard week of hard work, Wu Yun finally got rid of the title of Xiaozizi, unloaded the compensation equipment, and officially practiced shooting as a professional player.

"Big Brother," Wu Yi suddenly looked forward to the opening: "Compensator... Can I keep it?"

The aiming compensation was given to him during the week of avant-garde. From the entertainment company, he came to the Crowson show with the sorcerer. Every day, it was repeatedly installed and disassembled three times. The price of the silver-gray mechanical group was polished.

When Wei Wei nodded, the eyes of Wu Yi suddenly lit up, and the small curls were extraordinarily fluffy because of their pleasant mood. They stabbed and stood up from the machine gun.

The two were very close together at the moment -

Wei Shi blinked, the heart of this little rabbit is really sticky. The line of sight crossed the small soft hair, but the right hand was subconsciously rubbing on the gun.

The cold iron touch and the rabbit hair vary widely.

Wei Shi paused for a second and removed his gaze from the sorcerer.

Witch did not feel that he had seriously removed the compensator and put it in his pocket.

Big Brother is really a good person!

The sorcerer is fascinated, but suddenly remembers something.

When the sea was chosen, Daxie took his own to win... It was to hide the strength of the line. That now -

The line of sight behind him was too hot, and I had already looked back at the guards outside the window.

In the shadow of the backlight, the man's eyes are wide and deep, making it difficult for the witch to see his expression at the moment.

"The knockout," Wei said slowly, not so much encouragement is more like an order: "Can not be downgraded."

The sorcerer's eyes widened and he nodded very hard.

In the first knockout of the Crowson show, just two weeks later, the player level will be fine-tuned up or down, and the last 100 trainees will be eliminated.

Wu Yi knows that his a is from a rematch performance. In the first elimination round, the proportion of actual combat skills increased. From the perspective of his own single item c, it is very likely that he will be on the verge of relegation.

But the big brother is open -

When Wei Wei raised his eyebrows, his eyes swept across his face and filled with nervous sorcerers: "The first elimination is not difficult."

Wu Yi: "Hey?"

"Pay attention to the two-week schedule." Wei Shi played with the guns on his hand and gave a hint: "The content of the assessment must be related to the course."

The safety of the Bo/Lan/Ning is precisely matched, and the slight sound of the impact of the gun parts echoes in the training room.

When Wei Shi explained it, he turned and left. The flash of the wrist between the electric light stone fires, the guns sink slightly, and the small guns/supports that are obviously contraband are disappearing in the left hand. Skilled when shooting a gun, it seems that the gun has been integrated into the left arm.

At this time, Wei Wei was empty. If you don't look at the guns that are full of fingertips, no one has guessed that the man in front is a fierce mobile hot arsenal.

The sorcerer waved his hand to bid farewell to the big brother, and found the class schedule from the terminal.

Then widened his eyes.

"Twenty hours of survival skills, four hours of lens performance, one hour of psychological warfare, one hour of mathematics, one hour of firearms... This is the escape show class? Make me?!"

In the South Tower, Caesar looked at the class schedule.

Because of the capacity of the practice class, even the same level of practice students have differences in class schedules.

After the comparison between the witchcraft and Caesar, it was not a case to determine that his class was scheduled.

In the spacious bedroom, the warm and flowing light is sprinkled from the top, and the light beige fabric on the bed is coated with a light edge. The table stalls are open with handouts and notes. The decorative fireplace is abandoned for the summer, and is filled with the leaves of the witch feeding the rabbit.

The door leaf leading to the living room is covered with a famous brand of "300012 players, witches".

Outside the door, the channel of the movie is pushed in from the door.

"I love you, admire you, and when you mention you, my heart is sloppy... But why are you worried about my heart, ah, abandoning it..." The heroine struggled to cry.

"Sorry, I love her, you are not like her." The actor is also struggling in the rain.

Caesar mourned, and took the class sheet to his face and covered his ears: "Is this special endless?! Ah? Xiang Xiang let him go back to watch three movies, he really watched three movies? All night. ......"

Looking back, the sorcerer was on the bed, the whole head was attached to the wall, and he was reaching out and struggling to catch the rabbit in the crack of the bed.

Caesar turned and stared at the door, and gave up for a long time: "Forget it, you can't get the humanoid weapon together..."

That box, Wu Yun finally took out the rabbit and threw a few times to sit down. He still thought about the schedule just now: "That is to say, there is basically no firearms course before the first knockout. Survival in the field is the focus of the teaching."

Caesar grinned: "The progress of the teaching is not strong, but Xiao Wu, who participated in the Crowson show is out of the way, and it is estimated that few people care about the schedule."

The Witch argued: "The first knockout..."

Caesar waved and arrogant: "The knockout game? The gun is dry, hit him!"

"..." Wu Yi decided to explore the system on his own.

Forty minutes before the curfew, the sorcerer simply packed up and took the map and prepared to go out.

Caesar was quiet in the bedroom like salted fish.

Since the "girlfriend" who sent him champagne went to the next-door planet to purchase homes, Caesar's time to indulge in terminal video has increased significantly.

"Hey little witch, can you use this rabbit to borrow me!" Caesar said.

The sorcerer nodded and took the rabbit off the bed and handed it over. Then he quickly regained it: "Don't lick its ears! The rabbit's ears are nerve-intensive, and it is difficult to recover after being damaged. Hold it with one hand..."

Caesar looked at the witchcraft demonstration and nodded again and again: "Sorry, I have eaten in the past." He suddenly wondered to look at the witch: "Little witch, who gave this rabbit?"

Witched a meal.

However, Caesar quickly forgot this: "It looks a bit like this..."

The witches round their eyes and no longer spend time with the salted fish roommates, leaving the door to leave.

In the living room, the dog blood youth pain movie continues.

Under the faint light source, Crowson Show is the only s-class player in the season. Wei Yan is watching with no expression.

Due to the poor performance of the lens, Xiang Xiang should have arranged three homework assignments for him - the men and women in the screen cried into a group, and Wei Yan’s eyes were sharp and the face was murderous.

When the witch opened the door, he glanced indifferently.

By the light source, the witches first observed their roommates at close range.

Wei Yan's five official Qing Jun, his eyebrows are rising, he is born with the momentum of rejecting people thousands of miles away. He was sitting on the sofa, his right hand had a glass of water, and the tattoo on his right arm was extremely conspicuous. Turning from elbow to wrist one by one when drinking water, like calculating accurate mechanical work.

"..." Witch is seriously skeptical that Wei Yan is not a cushion, but a hundreds of thousands of milliamps of charging treasure to keep the s-class trainers running daily.

In a silence, the two eyes wide open their eyes.

The sorcerer immediately showed goodwill: "My name is Wu Yi, Bai Yueguang entertainment trainee."

Wei Yan gestured to Wu Han to see the famous brand on the door of his bedroom.

299763 player, Wei Yan.

Witch is not discouraged, trying to broaden the topic: "Movie... Who recommended it to you?"

Wei Yan gestured in the other direction, the only one in the four-person bed that had not yet appeared - the silver silk entertainment trainee, the thin-fired bedroom brand.

"..." Witch finally realized the embarrassment when Xiang Xiang and the player interacted. He tried to show a sincere smile: "... OK, then I will go first, see you at night."

Wei Yan finally spoke up and spit out two words with no temperature: "Goodbye." The words continued to complete the viewing operation.

The curfew has not yet begun, and the South Tower is full of excitement.

The sorcerer shunned the crowd and walked to the open sand table on the west side of the South Tower.

What was portrayed on the sand table was the first knockout, and it was also a map of the games that Haixuan had used.

The light blue river originates from the depths of the hills and extends all the way to the grasslands.

In the empty sandbox interior, the sorcerer quickly sorted out limited clues.

Two weeks, twenty-seven hours of courses. Twenty hours of survival skills, four hours of lens performance, one hour of psychological warfare, one hour of mathematics, one hour of firearms.

In the knockout round, the requirements for firearms were clearly lower than those for the sea.

Due to program editing, the knockout will end in twenty-four hours.

If the player's conflict is reduced and the elimination rules are the same, there must be a potential threat that will allow the player to quickly eliminate it...

The sorcerer suddenly had a meal.

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