Chapter 8 Whatever is handy
'Bang. ’
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As soon as Li Chaofan's shot was finished, Ya Qianmei couldn't wait to walk to the screen to check the results, and pointed the mobile phone in her hand to the screen, wanting the fans in the live broadcast room to see it.
"Five rings."
Ya Qianmei looked at Li Chaofan in surprise and said, "Okay, old classmate, I didn't expect a shot to hit, these bullets will be given to you, let you come and perform for my fans." ”
Pointing to the bullets that hadn't been fired, there was still more than a box left.
Li Chaofan frowned when he heard this, put the gun on the table, took out a cigarette and lit one, wanting to calm down.
This result is very good for Ya Qianmei, but for him, it is very poor.
A man who died a dozen times in World War II and did not know how many shots were fired while lying in the trenches and how many more shots were fired while performing system tasks.
The five rings are really bad.
I believe that such an achievement, if in the process of performing the first mission, is another life-saving death, and the failure of the mission is reset.
"Why are you not satisfied with this result?"
Ya Qianmei saw Li Chaofan's frowning appearance of smoking, and trembled in her heart for no reason, and stepped forward to care.
"Well, sort of."
Smoking a cigarette, Li Chaofan nodded, really dissatisfied.
"Okay, we're not those champions, sharpshooters, it's good to be able to hit."
After a word of comfort, Ya Qianmei held up her mobile phone and said to Li Chaofan: "Come and say hello to my fans and laugh at my fans." ”
It was indeed a different scene in the live broadcast room.
'Five rings, the song of the five rings...... ’
This car is going to the Fifth Ring Road, not to the kindergarten, I want to find my mother ....... ’
'Fifth Ring, Fifth Ring, my car drove to the Fifth Ring Road. ’
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It can only be said that there are many happy goods this year, and Yaqianmei has the most live broadcast rooms.
However, seeing these messages made Li Chaofan's mood a lot better, he stretched his brows, extinguished the cigarette in his hand, put the lighter on the table casually, and picked up the gun.
Take a deep breath.
Aim.
Shoot.
'Bang. ’
"Eight rings, old classmates, eight rings."
Ya Qianmei exclaimed excitedly.
Li Chaofan pursed his lips, then looked at the target not far away, and pulled the trigger again.
'Bang. ’
"Ten rings."
Ya Qianmei's body trembled a little, and she suddenly found that this old classmate was so attractive, especially the posture of holding a gun, which was very eye-catching.
The whole body is full of calmness and calmness.
In the live broadcast room, some female drivers also started driving.
'Lick the screen, Yaya's old classmate little brother is a good man, I am crispy when I see it, a manual nymphomaniac. ’
'Crispy!'
'Nymphomaniac. ’
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Ya Qianmei saw the of her female fans, and said: "Sisters, I said that the lilies would wither together, but you suddenly fell in love with the dog's tail grass." ”
"Woo, Yaya is sad."
Yaya didn't cry, but stood up and stroked. ’
"No, how can Yaya masturbate? ’
'Dirty, the little train is coming..... Dirty ...... ’
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"Forget it, ignore you who have no conscience, I'd better look at the grades of my old classmates."
After speaking, Ya Qianmei ignored the car situation in the live broadcast room, took her mobile phone and looked at the screen showing the target, and her eyes widened suddenly.
At this time, Li Chaofan had already beaten only half of the remaining box of more bullets.
"Ten rings."
"Ten rings."
"It's still the Ten Rings."
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Ya Qianmei turned her head to look at Li Chaofan, who was still pulling the trigger, with an unbelievable expression, this was typed by her old classmate.
I can't help but cross my mind, is my old classmate a hidden country and champion?
Shaking his head, this is impossible, if it is a country and a champion, it will not be spread in his hometown, and the big leaders in the county will be alarmed.
And then it's going to make the city stormy.
"Bang."
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One by one, the ten rings have already made Ya Qianmei numb, every time she looks at the screen, what she hopes most is that she, an old classmate, will make a mistake and play a nine ring.
Promising tourists in the live broadcast room to perform target shooting is no longer a problem, and now it has become a personal performance of Li Chaofan, an old classmate.
Ya Qianmei didn't have anything, and whether she was robbed of the limelight of the live broadcast or not, she was very comfortable holding her mobile phone, taking pictures of Li Chaofan's shooting posture from time to time, or walking around the shooting range.
It can also be regarded as giving some tourists a tour of the shooting range, which is very in line with the theme of her outdoor anchor.
After a while, Ya Qianmei returned to the shooting range, sat on the side and watched Li Chaofan shoot, and after looking at it twice, her eyes were attracted by the lighter that Li Chaofan put on the table.
Attracted to jewelry, to be exact.
Women are always very sensitive to jewelry.
stood up, reached out and picked up the lighter that Li Chaofan put on the table, put it in his hand and looked at it, and asked, "Old classmate, is your lighter inlaid with gems or glass." ”
"I don't know, it's not glass, the shell is silver." Li Chaofan, who was loading the bullet, replied, and then prepared to shoot at the target in the distance.
"Not glass?"
Ya Qianmei glanced at it again, and was a little unsure, so she held a lighter to her mobile phone and asked the tourists in the live broadcast room.
"Do you know what kind of lighter this is, I can't find the trademark."
I looked through it and really couldn't find it, except that I saw some English letters at the bottom, and a string of numbers.
'Yaya, this is a miscellaneous card, can't it be Zhibao? ’
"Yes, miscellaneous, your old classmates used it to pretend to be used to deceive stupid women like you, and I have one, hehe. ’
If you don't understand, don't speak, Yaya turned the bottom of the lighter over and looked at it. ’
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Ya Qianmei saw that there seemed to be someone in the live broadcast room, so she turned the bottom of the lighter in her hand over and pointed at the camera of her mobile phone.
"How? See? ”
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'I went, and I saw something ....... ’
The tourist who had just spoken sent out a series of exclamatory messages.
'Yaya's lighter is real, your old classmate is an invisible rich man, otherwise the family is an orderly family and clan, and they are willing to use this kind of lighter, and put it aside at will? ’
Ya Qianmei said blankly: "No, my old classmate is the same as me, they are all ordinary families with no background." ”
"Impossible, Yaya, you ask your old classmate, how old is this lighter?" ’
The other tourists in the live broadcast room, fans were suspicious.
'Could it be that this lighter in Yaya's hand is an old object?' ’
That's what I've left behind. ’
"No, it's an artifact forgotten by the deity through the earth, don't you know, the full name of this magic should be called, the Divine Flame Venerable Wang Ba..... Well, I can't make it up. ’
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"Old classmate, Afan, is this lighter new, or old?"
Ya Qianmei held a lighter and asked Li Chaofan.
At this time, Li Chaofan also took off the headphones, planning to take a break, heard Ya Qianmei's question, thought for a while, and said, "Old, it should be decades." ”
It has been more than 70 years since World War II......