Some people rubbed their eyes, thinking they had seen it wrong, but Cang Long in a suit was indeed at the top, and Long Xiaobing in camouflage uniform was indeed at the bottom.
The platoon leader looked at this scene in shock, as if he hadn't reacted yet. If it was Long Xiaobing who deliberately let Canglong go, but what happened to the clicking sound just now? It looked like Long Xiaobing's hand was dislocated, not
Pretended, especially the painful expression.
"This guy must have practiced before!" the platoon leader affirmed.
The most surprised ones are the students in Class 9. In their eyes, Teacher Cang is already amazing, but now he is so good at fighting, which is really unbelievable to them.
"Is he going to be invincible?" A student from Class 9 said to himself. The students who had been worried about Canglong also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Dislocated...dislocated...let...let go!!" Long Xiaobing wailed.
Canglong then realized that the person below was not an enemy, but a soldier who was competing with him. He had dislocated his arm by not paying attention, but it was not his fault, because he was used to it, in life and death.
If you don't kill the other party, the other party will kill you, which is relatively easy.
"My mother, you've suffered a big loss!" Long Xiaobing stood up, looked at his hands that could no longer move, and shook them, knowing that he was determined to endure this hardship.
Although dislocating the hand is not a serious problem, it will take ten days and a half to recover. Even if it is reattached, you will be unable to use your hands for a period of time.
"I'm sorry, my father taught me grappling for self-defense since I was a child, so I have been practicing it for more than ten years. My shot just now was too heavy." When everyone was confused, Canglong explained.
This answer made everyone speechless, especially Long Xiaobing, who looked sad and thought to himself, what kind of class is this? It doesn’t matter if the students are so good. They come from a military family, but a teacher who has no power to restrain a chicken has been in elementary school since he was a child.
Grappling? I have been practicing for more than ten years.
The platoon leader hurried over and reattached Long Xiaobing's hand with a few clicks. However, although Long Xiaobing's hand could move, it would probably be swollen for more than ten days. This crime must be punished.
"This guy is really a pervert, a pervert!" someone in Class 9 muttered. Now their situation is dire. Wen's can't fight, and martial's is even worse. After all, no one wants to dislocate their arm, even a soldier.
Being treated like this, let alone their group of students.
Thinking of the way Long Xiaobing failed to catch the shaking hand just now, they all felt hairy all over. Only Zuo Yu looked confused, because Canglong's grappling skills were so superb.
Grappling fighting is one of the most personal fighting methods. The best way to counterattack is to get away quickly before the opponent touches you.
However, Zuo Yu saw clearly that Teacher Cang not only did not counterattack at the beginning, but counterattacked at the last moment. Even she did not understand how Canglong escaped in the end. In this situation, only
Only the teachers who taught her how to fight, her grandfather and father, have such ability.
"This round doesn't count, he asked you to do it!" Zuo Yu stood up, looking unconvinced. He knew that Canglong was probably a master, and she didn't believe that Canglong had practiced grappling for more than ten years, because Canglong used grappling to fight.
When I was young, my temperament was completely different from that of ordinary people.
"Then what do you want?" Canglong said calmly.
"I'm here to compete with you. The winner will be decided in one round. If you win, I will obey you. If you lose, we will do whatever we agree on." Zuo Yu refused to give up.
Hearing this, everyone around was happy. Just now it was students versus soldiers, and then teachers versus soldiers. Now it is more direct. Students and teachers are calling each other up. With the platoon leader standing by, it is like a heavy burden has been lifted off.
It seemed like he thought that he no longer had to bear this trouble.
On the green lawn, no one was making noise anymore. It looked like a fight between dragons and tigers. Who dared to applaud? One was the goddess in their eyes, and the other was the teacher of the school. If they offended either of them, there would be no good consequences.
"This girl Zuo Yu really doesn't know how to advance or retreat." Several teachers said. At this time, they were less optimistic about Zuo Yu and more optimistic about Cang Long. In their eyes, Cang Long was older than Zuo Yu after all, and Cang Long had been practicing for more than ten years.
, how old is Zuo Yu? He is only a dozen years old.
"I'm willing to admit defeat!" Canglong's expression was no longer indifferent, but instead showed a smile.
But in Zuo Yu's eyes, this smile was a mockery, the victor's mockery of the loser. At this moment, Zuo Yu felt uncomfortable in her heart. She grew up in a military family, and there were several of his grandfather's soldiers here. If she makes trouble unreasonably now
If so, it would not be her face that would be shamed, but the face of her grandfather and father.
She really regretted not directly competing with Cang Long, but now she has no chance, but she is unwilling to give in. There is only one last competition left with Cang Long. This last competition is between Yun Feiyang and Cang Long.
It's not her turn to play billiards, not to mention she doesn't know how to play billiards.
"Teacher Cang, if you were a man, you would be competing with me." Zuo Yu suddenly thought of a way, "But if I don't compete with you, wouldn't I have to go to the military shooting range in a few days to shoot?
How about I compete with you in shooting? You don’t have to agree to it unless you’re afraid!”
The atmosphere was a bit deserted. Zuo Yu was acting aggressively. This was not a conversation between a teacher and a student at all, but rather like two opponents trying to suppress each other's energy.
At this time, everyone's eyes were fixed on Cang Long. Zuo Yu's words left no room for error. If Cang Long didn't agree, then he was afraid of Zuo Yu. A teacher who was afraid of his students would be disgraced, but if it were replaced by anyone in No. 1 Middle School
No teacher would compete with Zuo Yu in shooting. He comes from a military family, and guns that are rare for ordinary people to see are probably just ordinary gadgets in Zuo Yu's eyes. If he dares to swear that he can compete in shooting, he must be.
Somewhat capable.
"As you wish!" Canglong's tone was calm, as if he felt that it was not strong enough, so he added, "If you lose, don't cry."
"It's a deal, don't default on your debt even if you lose!" Zuo Yu said angrily and sat back down.
At this time, the playground was in an uproar.
"Teacher Cang is probably irritated by Zuo Yu!" Some teachers started talking. How could they agree to it when they encountered such an aggressive student and didn't bother to pay attention to it even if they couldn't afford to offend him?
"Teacher Cang is not calm this time." The platoon leader shook his head. He didn't know much else, but he had heard about the second generation of the army. Not only were their tutors strict, but they also grew up with guns, so casually
Anyone he pulls out can get seventy or eighty rings. Although he has never met the commander of the military region, this old man has strict requirements for his subordinates, which can be considered harsh. Looking at Zuo Yu's temperament, he has known it since he was a child.
They were all trained under strict control.
"Hey, it's good to see this time. I was worried about what problems I had in that game, but Zuo Yu has solved them all this time." Yun Feiyang smiled.
"The two-time provincial youth shooting champion has won the Dongning City Shooting Club Championship for eight consecutive years. He is also the youngest champion shooter." Wei Dongkui said.
"Teacher Cang is in trouble this time!" People in Class 9 began to mourn Cang Long. None of them dared to look at Zuo Yu. This girl was so angry.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit cold, the platoon leader howled a few more times and continued with the next thing. After the day's military training, Canglong couldn't take any time off. He stayed busy until about ten o'clock in the evening. After checking his dormitory, Canglong left the school.
.
Under the street lights, Cang Long was walking alone on the road in Dongning with a backpack on his back, preparing to return to the hotel. He found that renting a house in Dongning was much more difficult than buying a house.
It's not that there are no houses for rent, but the conditions are not very good, and his requirements are not high, but the prerequisite is that there is a retreat, and he has already decided. The houses he has been looking for in the past few days either have no retreat.
Or it's too far from the school.
For Canglong in the past, walking alone like this was a very luxurious thing. Looking back on what happened these days, a smile appeared on Canglong's face: "It turns out that this is the life of an ordinary person!"
He has been to many cities in the world. When performing tasks, he would hide in a corner and watch people coming and going. Once upon a time, he didn't know what these people were so busy about, but now he understands it, because
He also became one of these people he once didn't understand.
For teachers, after a day of contact with students, they are already too tired to move. The students don't know that their teachers are actually more pressure than they bear, but these pressures, to Canglong, are not pressure.
, because he enjoys this kind of pressure, and he enjoys teaching students more than the tasks in his killer career.
However, he also understands the fatigue of teachers. When a person has to face countless repeated problems, he will definitely become bored, and students are the source of these countless repeated problems, because they have not grown up yet.
They cannot deal with some things from an adult's perspective. Most of their behavioral principles are based on their own feelings and preferences.
Therefore, Canglong understands them, even though he feels so relaxed, he still understands them, because they have not received strict training, but compared to him before, the teachers are lucky and happy.
"Dudu" Suddenly there was a sound of horns coming from behind. Canglong turned around subconsciously and saw a car driving over and then slowly stopped beside him.
The car window opened, a familiar face, and an alluring scent hit his nostrils. The driver was Teacher Yu, which made Canglong a little confused. After such a misunderstanding, Teacher Yu would not take the initiative to chat with him.
"Get in the car!" Teacher Yu's tone was still so calm that one could hardly feel any emotion.
Starting from that misunderstanding, everything seemed so strange, but even though it was strange, Canglong still opened the door and got in...