Now, the two people who conducted the final final competition have appeared.

One is solemn and the other is instructor No. 2.

Zhuangyan looked at the poker face of Instructor No. 2 and felt that this guy had muscle stiffness.

Among the many instructors, there is only one old white-haired chief instructor, who is in charge, who has a rich expression on weekdays. Others are always serious and look like robots.

Standing next to the instructor No. 2, the two were waiting for the support staff to arrange new targets.

Zhuang Yan couldn't help but say curiously: "Instructor, do you mind asking something?"

Instructor No. 2 glanced at the slanted eyes and said, "Say."

Zhuangyan said: "That...that..."

Instructor No. 2 said: "What is this and that? Just say something."

Zhuangyan asked: "I want to know when the last time you laughed, instructor?"

Instructor No. 2 turned his head and looked at the privateer and said, "I can laugh, just look at when and who you are with. What are you asking about this?"

"Nothing..." Zhuang Yan said: "I think you must be more handsome when you smile, instructor."

Instructor No. 2 said: "You really want to know when I laughed last time?"

Zhuang Yan nodded quickly: "Of course."

Instructor No. 2 stared at Zhuangyan in a flash, making him feel scared.

"Instructor..."

Before Zhuang Yan could finish his words, Instructor No. 2 suddenly spoke again.

"The last time I laughed, it was a murderer. I killed a very evil guy. When I saw his brain explode in the sniper lens, it was like a big watermelon filled with tofu brains being smashed by a hammer... I knew he could no longer harm people and could no longer threaten our safety, so I laughed..."

The solemn mouth suddenly opened and could no longer close.

I'm fucking!

He wanted to tell instructor No. 2, are you kidding?

But the instructor No. 2's extremely firm and sharp and cold eyes told himself that this guy didn't seem to be joking...

Zhuangyan no longer knows what to say, nor does she know what to say.

Should I applaud?

Cheering for the instructor to smash a head?

It seems a bit nonsense.

This is not a festive event of winning the prize by smashing a golden egg.

"Instructor..."

Zhuang Yan originally wanted to say, instructor, you are amazing, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by instructor No. 2 again.

"I'm kidding!"

"Ah?" Zhuang Yan was stupid: "What did you say, instructor?"

"I said I was joking."

Instructor No. 2 returned to his expressionless state again, and the strange and scary light in his eyes disappeared. Everything seemed to have never happened, but he was just dreaming.

"Just kidding?" Zhuang Yan thought there was something wrong with his ear.

"Yes." Instructor No. 2 said: "Isn't it good to be a joke, tell a joke, and liven up the atmosphere?"

Zhuang Yan was stunned again.

This joke is not funny at all.

In any case, Zhuang Yan confirmed that this instructor No. 2 is a person with a story.

But it's not convenient for me to ask again.

I wanted to stick to the number 2 instructor first like before the competition with Yu Qunchao just now, and I was bothered by him, but I didn't expect it to be of no use, but I was shocked.

Now Zhuang Yan suddenly felt that it was extremely stupid to stand up and compete with Instructor No. 2.

The guy next to him, wearing a camouflage uniform and a Benny hat, looked like a sculpture without expression, was obviously not an ordinary member of the special forces.

If you want to compete with such a master, Zhuang Yan feels that he has thought the world too beautifully.

I'm afraid I'm going to lose again.

lose?

no!

How can you give up easily?

What's wrong with the instructor?

What's wrong with the headquarters' team?

What's wrong with actual combat?

Even if you lose, you don’t have to die. At worst, you can just use the toilet for another month.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Yan felt relieved.

Anyway, I am an unknown person, and if I lose, I lose.

What's more, I won the "Bei Gun King" Yu Qunchao once today. No matter how I count, I made a lot of money.

The solemn psychological adjustment ability is extremely powerful. He was stunned by instructor No. 2 just now, but now he suddenly thinks about it again.

There is some truth to say that Han claimed to appreciate the solemnity.

If you have a personality like Zhuangyan, you say he is shameless, and he wants shame, but you say he is shameless, sometimes you really don’t want to be shameless.

He said that he was hard in daily training, perhaps not as hard as Xu Xingguo, but as long as he was solemn and serious, he could be more tenacious and hardworking than Xu Xingguo.

As long as you punish him with a reasonable punishment, even if you punish him as a dog today, you will find that he seems like a ok person when you wake up tomorrow and forget everything yesterday.

But if you say he can't do it and hurt his self-esteem, you will see from that day on, he will try his best to practice any of it until he slapped you in the face with his actions.

To put it bluntly, solemnity is a tenacious spring. If you pull him, he will grow. If you let go of your hand, he will rebound immediately. The more vigorous you pull him, the more powerful he will rebound...

Resilience, this is the characteristic of a solemn personality.

The truck drove over, and the old white-haired pointed to the carriage and said, "Get on the bus!"

"Wait!" Solemn raised his hand: "Report to the instructor and request a speech."

"Say!" Old Baimao didn't know that Zhuang Yan suddenly shouted "Wait" before the upcoming game, so he asked, "Are you scared?"

"I'm afraid that it's my grandson." Zhuang Yan smiled and said, "Chief Instructor, can you tell me something?"

"You said, don't be too slow!"

The old white-haired was so amused that this kid was really brave. Even the officers of other team members were cautious and stern in their conversations with him, but this kid was not timid at all with him.

Zhuangyan felt a little embarrassed when she saw that the old white hair was so straightforward.

"Instructor... I said... If I win, can I not need to clean the toilet for the remaining half month?"

"What if I lose?" asked the old white-haired man.

Zhuang Yan couldn't laugh anymore.

If there is a reward, there will be punishment. It is very fair for old people to have white hair!

When you bet, you must have chips, right? You can't make money by yourself, right?

He looked back at Su Huikai sitting on the grass not far away, and asked with his eyes whether this guy would bet on this guy.

If you win, not only can you drink Coke, but you can also do without having to clean the toilet.

To be honest, in recent days, Zhuang Yan and Su Hui have been using brushes for each person and are about to vomit when they brush in front of the potty.

Su Hui raised her fist, waved it hard in front of her, and made a mouth shape: "Fuck him!"

Zhuangyan was immediately moved.

Old Su is still very helpful!

Actually, I thought that I would lose anyway, even if I had one-thousandth chance, if I won, it would double. If I lost, there would be no more miserable than now, so I increased my bet.

Unexpectedly, Lao Su was willing to be with him in trouble.

He nodded vigorously to Lao Su, solemnly turned around and said to Lao Baimao: "Chief Instructor, I have thought about it. If I lose, I will take care of the toilet cleaning work for another half a month."

First update.

Everyone, someone asked me, is Lao Xu so done?
Chapter completed!