At this time, a person walked in from outside the courtyard. He walked outside the classroom and said softly: "Master, I have something to ask you. Please come out."
Huang Hanhan heard that someone was looking for Yong Ming and quickly looked outside the classroom. He saw a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old. He was very energetic and stood waiting at the door with his hands hanging down.
She turned back to look at Yong Ming, and saw that Yong Ming was sitting on Sheng Qingfeng's seat with his eyes closed and resting. It seemed that he didn't hear anyone looking for him outside.
So, she handed the newly assembled Colt M1911A1 military semi-automatic pistol to Shang Baifeng and asked him to check the effect after assembly.
Then, she walked outside the classroom and asked the person who came to see Yong Ming: "Who are you? What do you want to see Brother Ming for?"
"Oh! Miss, I am Quan Yong, the young master's attendant. Now I have a telegram to give to the young master."
"Where did the telegram come from? Is it important?"
"I only know that it is a telegram sent by my uncle, and it is a first-class telegram."
"Brother Ming is resting. Please give me the telegram. I will forward it to him. You can go back."
"This is not possible. All telegrams sent and received in the telegraph room must go through the young master. No one is allowed to handle them. I must personally deliver the telegrams to the young master."
"We have a telegraph room here. Did you set it up yourself?"
"Yeah? There are so many businesses to manage, how can we do it without a radio station?"
"Where's the telegram? Show me one and I'll let you in."
Huang Hanhan deliberately made things difficult for Quan Yong to see how he could resolve the impasse.
"The young master is resting, then I will wait here for the young master to wake up."
"If things are delayed, will you bear the responsibility?"
"Miss, if it's an urgent or urgent telegram, it means the matter must be urgent. I won't delay, and I don't dare to delay."
"Then why don't you just come in and find Brother Ming directly? Why do you have to wait outside?"
"The young master is busy with business inside. As a follower, it is not convenient for him to go in. This is the rule."
"Okay. I'll call brother Ming for you. Just wait a moment!"
After Huang Hanhan finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the classroom, but he bumped into someone behind him.
Huang Hanhan was about to have a seizure. When he looked up, his face turned red with embarrassment. He quickly lowered his head and said, "Brother Ming, there is a telegram. Go and see it. I'm in."
"Well! Keep practicing disassembling and assembling firearms, don't get distracted."
"Okay, I thought you fell asleep just now, so I came out to ask questions."
"Even if I fell asleep, you woke me up. This young lady needs to change her temper and speak kindly, you know?"
"I know. I'm going to study."
"Okay, let's go."
It turned out that when Yong Ming was closing his eyes and thinking about something, he heard someone calling him outside. When he heard it, he knew it was his follower Quan Yong.
He immediately opened his eyes and took a look at the situation in the classroom. When he wanted to get up, he saw Huang Hanhan walking out.
Yong Ming stood up slowly and walked to the door of the classroom, wanting to hear why Huang Hanhan came to ask questions.
In the classroom, except for Xie Liuyun who was bowing his head and drawing, too busy to pay attention to what was happening around him, Sheng Qingfeng and Shang Baifeng all looked up at Yong Ming. Yong Ming immediately put his right index finger on his mouth to tell them to be silent and stop talking.
Sheng Qingfeng and Monk Baifeng lowered their heads, biting their lips and snickering.
Shang Baifeng whispered to Sheng Qingfeng: "Qingniu, Han Yan is going to hit Duke Ming's gun, and he will definitely be criticized."
"Little girl, she is proud and arrogant. It would be nice if Duke Ming talks about her."
"Will she not be able to bear it?"
"How could it be? If others said this, they would definitely get angry. As Mr. Ming said, the only result would be to be obedient."
"Why is this like this? Qingniu, please tell me the reason!"
"You silly boy, you will understand later. Now, it is 'the secret must not be leaked'!"
Seeing that Shang Baifeng wanted to ask more questions, Sheng Qingfeng made a gesture of silence, "Disassemble your next gun carefully. Han Yan will come back as soon as he speaks. Can't we slow down our practice progress?"
"good!"
After being reminded by Sheng Qingfeng, Shang Baifeng did not dare to delay. He picked up the Sauer M1919 pocket semi-automatic pistol and started a new round of disassembly and assembly.
Sheng Qingfeng picked up Shang Baifeng's Colt M1911A1 semi-automatic pistol, but he was not busy dismantling and assembling it. Instead, he observed the firearm and waited for Huang Hanhan to come back to work together.
As expected, Huang Hanhan, who had been spoken to by Yong Ming, quickly returned to the lectern. Seeing that Sheng Qingfeng and Monk Baifeng had changed their positions, he naturally walked to where Sheng Qingfeng was standing and picked up the penis on the table.
Ronning M1900 semi-automatic pistol.
When Sheng Qingfeng looked at Huang Hanhan, it didn't look like he had just been criticized. Instead, he looked as if he had been praised. He was very happy.
When Huang Hanhan held the gun and was about to start dismantling it, he suddenly saw Sheng Qingfeng looking at him, and asked in confusion: "Qingniu, why are you not moving? What are you looking at me for?"
"I'm just waiting for you to come back and start together, lest you think we don't care about you."
"Ha! You want to compete with me on how fast you can dismantle guns, right?"
Seeing Huang Hanhan say this, Sheng Qingfeng smiled softly and said: "Han Yan, you can say that.
What I want to tear down now is Colt, and what you want to tear down is Browning.
I am a man and you are a woman. The size of the firearm and the number of parts are just right for you and me. The conditions for the competition are fair.
If it's really a comparison, you won't be taken advantage of."
"Then let's time it and see who takes the shorter time. But I don't have a watch for timing, so I'll use yours."
"good!"
Sheng Qingfeng took off the watch on his left wrist, placed it on the desk between him and Huang Hanhan, and asked Huang Hanhan, "Are you ready?"
"It's already been prepared!"
"Then let's wait until the second hand reaches 12. Let's start. Whoever finishes dismantling the firearm first will look at the time, write down his own time, and then wait quietly for the other person to finish."
"Okay, just as you said."
"During the game and at the end, if the opponent has not finished the game, the other team is not allowed to make any noise or make any movements to interfere. Han Yan, can you do this?"
"It's a matter of course that we can do it."
"In that case, we can get started."
"Wait, how about I be the referee?"
The person who said this was Shang Baifeng. It turned out that he had already finished disassembling the Sauer M1919 in his hand. After listening to the conversation between Sheng Qingfeng and Huang Hanhan, he immediately volunteered.
Huang Hanhan immediately nodded and agreed: "Bai He, it's just right for you to be our referee. I think it's better to compete with Qing Niu later, and then I will be your referee."
"Okay! Let's compete with each other like this. It's really interesting. It's much more interesting than the dry disassembly and assembly now."
"Ming Gong asked us to exchange firearms for disassembly and assembly training, so that we can master this skill as soon as possible, and at the same time, we can avoid fatigue after doing repeated movements. Han Yan's suggestion is very good, and now I am with her
I'll compete in dismantling the gun, and then I'll compete with you in assembling the gun later, it's just right."
Sheng Qingfeng agreed with Huang Hanhan's proposal and nodded in agreement.