"On the 9th, your movements are half a beat slower than everyone else. You can try each movement 3 seconds in advance. Maizi took Grandpa Mai's new horn and gave her orders. This thing is very easy to use, at least the throat will not be hoarse every day. After only one day of training last week, her throat was smoking.

"Instructor, I'm asking for a break." No. 9 Ma Li ignored Maizi and looked directly at Instructor Sun.

"Take a five-minute break, but don't fall too far behind." Instructor Sun nodded lightly, and only practiced for 10 minutes in total.

"Instructor, our mecha can only be like this?" Maizi sat next to Instructor Sun, picked up the water cup and took a big sip of water. She was immune to Ma Li's many incooperations, and she said a lot... Learning or not learning lies in oneself...

"Yes." Instructor Sun made a sound through his nostrils, and he looked at the mechs on the field, none of which were intact. These old military mechs were eliminated more than ten years ago. Those people are really capable! I don't know where to get such a broken mecha?

Wheat was depressed. These mecha were already incomplete, but after the torture of this group of bear children, they became even more miserable... Some of the mecha legs had severe muscular dystrophy, and the deformation was almost distorted. Fortunately, these broken mechs are resistant to falls! Although the appearance is unbearable, the inner thing is still okay.

Otherwise, the strike would have been carried out long ago.

But can these rags be pulled out? She doesn't have to guess to know that if she pulls it out like this, she won't lose first without competing. These bear children will be laughed at for a few words, and they will directly swing their fists. The game turned directly into a fight, and it was a group fight.

Although the school will not discipline everyone, it is very humiliating. And Zhang Yu's goods, on his own, sent a grade challenge post!

There's no hurry to regret it.

"Instructor, can we fix the appearance of these mechs a bit? At the very least, make up for the lack of doors and windows, smooth out the arms and legs, and straighten the head, cover the exposed lines, and it is best for everyone to paint a layer of paint... That's it. ”

These mechs felt as if they had been weathered for thousands of years, and the paint on them had been washed away by the wind and rain, revealing their original metallic colors in many places.

"The prison's maintenance station, refusing to service these mechs." Instructor Sun continued to stare at the training team on the field.

It was useless for him to think of any way but to buy 11 new mechs. But he couldn't even afford a mech. The current mechs are still assigned by the army.

"Why? Let's give money and don't let Bai Xiu. Maizi immediately spoke. She's kind of a saver now.

"You can try it." After Instructor Sun said this, he left.

Maizi blinked, then gestured to the field and ran away.

"Coach wait, hitchhike and take me to the pits." Maizi jumped directly into the car,

"We're not on the way." Instructor Sun looked at Maizi helplessly.

"By the way, definitely by the way, yes instructor." Maizi shamelessly fastened his seatbelt.

"Instructor, will you wait a while and let me take a ride back?" Maizi does not get out of the car.

"Here we are." Instructor Sun spoke lightly.

"I'll just say yes." Maizi patted the instructor on the shoulder and got out of the car.

"Damn! Again—" Maizi raised his middle finger. She didn't let go until she couldn't see the shadow of the car.

She has been dumped by Instructor Sun n times... Don't have a long memory for Mao?

"Girls shouldn't be so rude, learn to be civilized." A hoarse voice rang out behind Maizi.

"Uh-huh... Hello! I'm—" Maizi touched her nose and turned around to see a muscular man. Is this a boxer?

"Mai Zimiao, a 7th grader, has been ranked first in the federation in 6 years." The man threw a part in his hand to the ground. Then he turned and went in again.

"Hey!" Maizi shouted, and went in with the man.

"Am I wrong? Little beggar~" The man squatted on the ground and continued to rummage through things. Don't even look at the wheat.

Maizi looked at the messy space aggrievedly, she really shouldn't have come here.

"I'm looking for you to repair my mech! No time to gossip with you! It's none of your business to learn well or badly! Maizi stood in the doorway and shouted. She didn't dare go inside. Because there is no road in front of me, there are all kinds of things piled up on the ground.

"Throw away your mechs as garbage, and no one will collect them when they are sold to the recycling station." The man kicked the object off his feet and continued rummaging through it. Students at this level are so pitiful, they are cheated... You can only use the garbage in the garbage.

"Give 100 million and get you a new one." The man took a small part and sat down directly, looking carefully at the part in his hand. I don't know if the metal bump under his buttocks hurts when he is crushed?

"I'm not going to buy a new one myself! Big beggar, your clothes are dirty and too small, I suggest you go buy extra sized clothes! Maizi rolled her eyes at the man, and immediately turned and ran away.

She wanted to find a gun to kill the man.

"Hey~ Your students are rude. You actually say I'm a big beggar? What do I want to beg anymore? If it weren't for me, I would have tossed around with the bear children, and those broken mechas would have already become fragments. ”

Instructor Sun directly and silently turned off the interrogation.

"Instructor, what are we going to do?" The students all gathered around the instructor, hoping that the mechs would still stand up.

"Woo Wheat, where have you been? What to do? My mech can't stand up. The little fat man wiped his tears and watched as Maizi walked in. He had just heard the creak of the mech's legs, and then the mech fell to the ground.

"Humph!" Maizi glanced at the instructor.

Don't think you just throw her there and she won't come back? I have a father~ and it's next door.

"Let's change the venue first, don't use mechas, just use our bodies, broadcast gymnastics... No, it's a mecha drill. Maizi clapped her hands, and she looked at the mechs that were finally paralyzed, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it wasn't in the game, but now it's okay to lie in advance.

"Okay, everyone should slowly familiarize themselves with the beat of the "Athletes' March", step on the drum and come back to the side." Maizi put the music back on. This thing was something she and Uncle Li had been messing around with for a long time.

This athlete's march is a song that she can recite with her eyes closed!

Because her top bunk sister likes a strange man. Flickered, she also entered the march club of Shenma. Then after the two got along, they collected all kinds of marches all day long, both domestic and foreign, whether he understood it or not, they all collected it first.

She was often stuffed with a small drum, and she was really trying to vomit when she practiced this thing.

"The music sounds very rhythmic." Instructor Sun looked at the children on the field and nodded lightly to the rhythm. More energetic than any soft song he'd heard before!

"Hehe, I think so too." Maizi looked at Instructor Sun's head, how did he look like he had eaten a nodding pill.

"Well, it's neat this time. Everyone, take a break. Maizi picked up the horn and shouted.

"It's not a mecha practice, it feels so easy."

"Well, this exercise is simple, use your body to make movements, and it feels like you can find the right position at once. It's not like sitting in a mecha, always out of sight in horizontal rows. ”

"Yes, as soon as I turned around, I was no longer in place, and I didn't look like anyone else."

"I think it's more fun to practice than to take a culture class. I always want to sleep in cultural class. ”

"Me too, when we practice neatly, I'll invite my whole family to come and see."

"Haha, I've invited my family too."

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(To be continued.) )