On August 20, the weather was fine. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the shooting hall of Tianyin City, the newly posted red notice stung Luo Huan's eyes.

It was a list of people who participated in the Olympic audition training. As he expected, Luo Huan's name was not on the list.

Knowing that the hustle and bustle of summer is wantonly swaying on the trees, it is the hottest time of the year in Tagakure City.

At this moment, Luo Huan's heart was cold.

Did you fail again? The National Games have been missed, the Asian Games have been missed. Luo Huan thought with some annoyance: Now that I have missed next year's Olympic Games, it is estimated that my athlete career should end here.

"It's a shame that the training ground overlord was not selected this time. There was a voice on the side: "If Luo Huan can give full play to eighty percent of his strength in training, it will be easy to win the award." ”

There are also vitriolic people who sneered: "There is no if, the Olympics is more about mental quality first, and personal skills second." The psychological quality is too poor, and the person who drops the chain as soon as he arrives at the game. He was eliminated, and it was a matter of course. ”

Training ground overlord?

This title made the bitterness in Luo Huan's heart heavier and heavier: yes, a hegemon who can only score full marks on the training ground. After leaving the training ground, if he can't get into the field, he's useless after all.

"Could his usual grades be caused by taking medicine?" and then someone put forward a more scathing statement.

"Idiot, do you think that the usual urine test is a formality? People just have bad psychological quality, and they are just stage frightened during the game. His technique, that's absolutely top-notch. Someone added in a low voice:

"The coaching staff has spoken, and once he turns eighteen, Luo Huan will be the assistant coach of the provincial team, responsible for teaching the new players. But he didn't seem to be interested. ”

Seeing that the last attempt to rush for gold failed, Luo Huan had no intention of training in the afternoon.

He returned the pistol, cartridge casings and leftover bullets to the storekeeper. I took a leave of absence from the coaching staff and planned to go home and rest for a few days.

The coach knew he was in a bad mood and specially approved a three-day vacation.

"Fate played a big joke on me, and it seems that I am destined to miss out on the Olympic gold medal in this life. Luo Huan walked out of the Tianyin City Shooting Hall with a heavy heart.

As soon as he pushed open the glass door, the heat outside made him take a few steps back.

When I looked closely, the shuttle bus from the shooting gallery had just left.

"This hell of luck, you can't get a ride out of the house. Luo Huan couldn't help but wail: "Goddess of fate, do you like to play with me so much?"

"Fate is fair to everyone and never gives people a second chance. Suddenly, a childish female voice sounded: "But the goddess of fate has decided to open up to you, are you willing to start all over again?"

Luo Huan looked back at the empty hall, and he touched the back of his head in confusion: "Who is talking?"

"I am the goddess of fate, would you like to start all over again?" the girl said in a milky voice, "Go to the new world and create your own glory." ”

Luo Huan refused: "No need, I'm alive and well now." ”

It is estimated that the daughter of the coach of the shooting team hid in the corner and joked with Luo Huan.

It's summer vacation now, and it's not surprising that a coach brings his child to the training ground.

"Yoyo, what the hell are you doing?" Luo Huan was still pondering, and another man's voice came: "Girl, don't cheat your father anymore." Hurry up and come out to eat, or Dad will let you and your sister dance the Pure Land of Bliss together. ”

"Okay, Daddy give Yoyo another minute. The little girl replied loudly, and then she lowered her voice and said, "I don't have time to explain, let's cross quickly." Beautiful angels call you from afar, brave boy, go and work miracles. ”

At this moment, Luo Huan had already walked away and did not hear the little girl's words.

"Since you don't speak, Yoyo will acquiesce to you. Void Causal Replacement Array, open!"

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"It's so unbelievable!" A sharp female voice suddenly sounded: "In the past, I used to pour gas once, combined with bathing and stir-frying, I can use it for a month." Now I have been filled with gas once, and it has only taken twenty days to run out of gas. ”

"Boss Luo, we are all neighbors of the villagers, why are you embarrassed to lack two catties?"

The woman's voice was harsh and penetrating, and she woke up Luo Huan, who was sleeping on the second floor, at once. He sat up sleepily: "Who is so blind, disturbing people's dreams early in the morning?"

The Luo family runs a small gas shop that delivers liquefied gas to residents in the neighborhood. Luo Huan's father, Luo Mi, runs up and down every day with a gas canister.

This line of work is extremely hard, and I get up early every day to make money for my life.

Even though he operates with integrity, there are people who keep coming to find trouble. Either I think he is shoddy, or I think he is short of two pounds.

In fact, the filling of petroleum liquefied gas is completed in the designated channel, and it is impossible for Luofu to pluck the goose. Even if he wanted to, the risk of losing money would be much higher than that.

"It's Aunt Coe from Liudong again," Luo Huan lay down on the bed again: this old woman is stingy and greedy, and she will splash and roll if she doesn't like it.

Luo Mi once joked with her son that Aunt Ko would live a good life, and she would go out to taste whether the yellow sauce was salty or light.

"Okay, okay, last time it was because I was not in good health, so my qi was not pure enough. This time I will help you make up for it, you give me one hundred and twenty silver grids of money, and I will give you one hundred and thirty silver grids of qi. ”

"Hey, Boss Luo is just polite. It's all from the villagers, and I don't have to fight for this money. Aunt Ko's tone immediately changed: "The money is here, Huo Yuanyu will let you here first, inflate the gas in the afternoon, and I'll come over to get it." ”

Luo Mihaha laughed and said, "Okay, Aunt Ko, you go slowly." ”

Sure enough, it was the father who had always talked about harmony and wealth, and Luo Huan had a smile on his face.

Then he frowned again: "What kind of thing is the silver grid that the two of them just talked about? What is Huo Yuanyu? Recently, the gas company changed the new unit of measurement?"

Luo Huan thought about it for a long time and still didn't figure it out, he simply sat up: "I'm too lazy to guess, I'll ask my dad later." ”

After washing up, Luo Huan opened the door and walked downstairs into the store.

"Oh, Xiaohuan, you're up. Luo Mi walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles: "Breakfast, what are you looking for?"

Luo Huan looked at his father, and then at the empty house: "Dad, where are all the gas canisters in our house?"

Luo's small shop is a small shop facing the street, and the second floor is the living room of the Luo family. The first floor is often filled with gas canisters – most of them empty.

"What is a gas canister?" Luo Mi put down the breakfast in his hand, and wiped his hand on his apron, "You came home yesterday empty-handed, I didn't see any gas canisters?"

Luo Huan looked at his father, he was carefully distinguishing his father's tone: "Don't you joke, okay? The gas tank is the guy who eats at our house, without the gas tank, what do you use to make a fire to cook noodles? Is it that the nearby peers are looking for trouble again?"

"Child, are you sleeping stupidly, aren't you?" Luo Mi patted his chest, and he said proudly: "You go out to inquire, there are four communities nearby, who doesn't know how powerful my Fire Fist Luo Mi is?"

"Who dares to come to my door to trouble me? If I don't trouble them, they will burn incense. ”

A ridiculous and funny feeling rose in Luo Huan's heart: "Daddy, when did you have such a nickname? Where did you get the Fire Flame Fist? Are you a descendant of Yagami or a disciple of Kusanagi Kyo?"

Before Luo Huan finished speaking, Luo Mi casually slapped him in the air: "Lao Tzu let you talk nonsense!"

"Do you want to use the palm wind to scare me again?" Luo Huan knew in his heart that his father's attainments in the gossip palm were very high, and he could set off a palm wind with a wave of his hand.

Even if he doesn't open a gas shop, he can support himself by opening a martial arts hall to teach apprentices.

It's just that in modern society, it is better to practice boxing than to play with a knife, and it is better to practice a gun than to play with a knife.

So he supports his son to learn to shoot, which is more than practicing boxing.

Since he was a child, Luo Huan has been intimidated by the palm wind, and now he is used to it. But this time, it seemed to be a little different from before: Luo Huan only felt a heat wave emanating from his father's palm.

The air around him seemed to become extremely hot.

Daddy's red fire is getting more and more sophisticated.

As soon as Luo Huan had this thought, he suddenly felt that something was wrong: "What is the Red Fire Flame? How can there be hot air in Daddy's palm? What is wrong with this world?"