Chapter 329: Found a Treasure
The violinist who had been invited at the bar heard the loud voice, his hand shook, and his voice went out of tune.
The voices of the elementary school students were stuck, and some of them couldn't be connected again.
The parents and teachers present looked at Zhao Chuanxin in unison.
Zhao Chuanxin was like no one around, and put his hand on Li Shutong's shoulder: "Not bad, it's good." Go on, don't be shy. β
It's okay if he doesn't say it, these two voices roared at the violinist completely.
Zhao Chuanxin frowned, is this not welcome?
He kept pulling his hands and squeezed into the arena and came to the elementary school students.
"Come, I'll conduct, everyone sings in unison." As he spoke, he raised his hands, what could the group of elementary school students who had no master of the six gods understand, and they couldn't help but follow his rhythm. Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand down violently: "Ready, sing!" β
βWhere there is hatred let me bring your loveοΌ
Where there is injury your pardonοΌ Lordβ¦β¦β
Zhao Chuanxin was afraid that they would pause again, so he simply stopped leaving the field, half-closed his eyes, waving his hands in a fake manner, high and low, and looked intoxicated by the command.
The violinist, who wanted to keep his own rhythm.
As a result, the beat of Zhao Chuanxin's blind command deviated.
It's such an ethereal and distant hymn that it almost became a bomb street rock music......
Uncle Li was confused, covered his face, and was embarrassed.
One key triple in a row.
He explained to the townsfolk next to him, "Trust me, I don't recognize him......"
Ning An doesn't understand music: "What do you say? How could you not recognize it? β
Uncle Li's scalp was numb, and such a good-tempered person couldn't help but shout: "Shut up, if you don't know, you won't know." β
Ning An: "......"
At the end of the song, the primary school students were relieved, and the violinist was drenched in a cold sweat.
Parents and teachers were silent.
Zhao Chuanxin was quite dissatisfied with this, his eyes widened: "Why don't you give face?" A round of applause for these cuties! β
said, applauded first, but the wolf-like gaze swept across the audience.
The people he swept up stiffly raised their hands and began to applaud.
Zhao Chuanxin nodded with satisfaction, got off the stage, came to the parent group, and said as he walked: "That's it, although they sing even those who don't understand music feel a little out of tune, but there is still encouragement." β
I'm Cao ...... Everyone complained frantically in their hearts: Originally, the song was good, but it wasn't you blindly directed?
Zhao Chuanxin saw that their expressions were different, so he misunderstood, and said modestly: "Although I think I played well today, everyone should keep a low profile and have a personality cult." β
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Asians give the impression to Europeans and Americans that they are hardworking and shy, taciturn, and not good at expressing feelings.
It was the first time they met Zhao Chuanxin.
One of the women burst out laughing.
Zhao Chuanxin looked at it in surprise and found that it was an acquaintance - Rachel Kweis.
"Ah, ma'am, what a coincidence, fate has allowed us to meet outside the school."
As he spoke, Zhao Chuanxin also stretched out his palm and made waves.
Rachel Kweis's laughter came to an abrupt end.
There are things she can use as weapons, but no one is allowed to touch her weapons.
"Hello, Mr. Zhao." Rachel Cearn has always been comfortable among men, but Zhao Chuanxin can't let go of his hands and feet.
It's like an elite class suddenly inserting a hooligan, which makes people unaccustomed.
"Huh? Madam, why is you more beautiful today than yesterday? Oops, I can't take my eyes off my eyes, what should I do? β
Ning An next to him listened to the brain buzzing.
Hookup that Mr. said? Is this how to hook up? That's too blunt.
Where had Rachel Cearn heard such blatant words?
She was starting to be overwhelmed.
"Mr. Zhao, I ......"
"Don't Mr. Zhao Mr. Zhao, just call me Ethan, what's the relationship between the two of us!" Zhao Chuanxin stood directly beside Rachel Kweis, and patted her back with his hand very naturally.
After a night, the feel has not changed.
Rachel Kweis's face stiffened, and she began to move to the side, her delicate body just leaning against Ning An.
Now, Ning An couldn't be rectified, and his body trembled.
Zhao Chuanxin is a connoisseur,
At first glance, you can see what she is.
But whoever dares to play tea with him, then he will never be polite.
Seeing Rachel Cearn being forced into Ning An's arms, Zhao Chuanxin smiled and gave Ning An a look - look at you next.
Ning An's arm was raised and lowered again.
Finally, he tentatively held Rachel Cweis: "Ma'am, be careful. β
Rachel Kvis smiled at him, "Thank you." β
Ning An's face turned red.
Rachel Cvis said in her heart: This is what a man should be, either shy, or in front of a beautiful lady, try his best to show himself as a gentleman, not a hooligan like Zhao Chuanxin.
Be civilized!
When Zhao Chuanxin saw them talking, he didn't pay attention to it anymore, because he saw Benjamin Goldberg step down.
"Hey, boy, that's a great song!"
Benjamin Goldberg was very happy to see Zhao Chuanxin, but he was confused: "Sir, I didn't sing just now." β
He's in a fugue.
"Haha, it's all the same, I hear your heart, and the voice of your heart is far more beautiful than the actual voice."
Benjamin Goldberg listened to Zhao Chuanxin's nonsense, but believed it.
Yes, the picture he fantasized about just now was beautiful and ethereal.
Or Mr. Zhao understands him!
"Sir, are you here for me?"
Zhao Chuanxin originally came to the town to walk around, but he was ashamed: "Yes, your kid's talent really makes me unforgettable." Come, I'll take you to buy snacks. β
There was a candy house next to it, and Zhao Chuanxin took Benjamin Goldberg into it, and waved his hand: "Pick whatever you want, I'll treat you!" β
Benjamin Goldberg's eyes lit up, and he was not polite, choosing from a variety of syrups, nuts, gummies and chocolates.
Zhao Chuanxin asked the shopkeeper to wrap it up and pay for it.
The two walked out of the candy house, and Zhao Chuanxin already had an extra pistol in his hand.
He sat down on the steps outside the door, his fingers flying, and in an instant the pistol was dismantled into a pile of parts.
Benjamin Goldberg was engrossed in his gaze, and the reflection of the parts in the two glass-like eyes was bright.
Zhao Chuanxin didn't urge, and then started to load the gun back and disassemble it......
After repeating three times.
Benjamin Goldberg said, "Sir, I remember. β
Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Boy, let me explain to you its semi-automatic operating system and the principle of recoil loading......"
He assembled and disassembled as he spoke, so that Benjamin Goldberg could see through it.
"Sir, are you trying to get me to come up with a gun that can shoot bullets into space?"
Zhao Chuanxin was embarrassed: "What universe to shoot?" I'm going to make you think about it, if you want this gun to be bigger, but not too big, you can use recoil, recoil, and bore pressure to achieve automatic bursts. Can you imagine it? β
He also began to feel that it was a bit unreliable to let this kid design a gun.
Who would think of shooting a bullet into the universe?
Design also needs to be combined with practice, and theory and practice need to corroborate each other.
And Benjamin Goldberg probably didn't touch a gun.
Sure enough, he saw Benjamin Goldberg frowning slightly, thinking hard, his eyes wandering, which obviously stumped him.
Zhao Chuanxin sighed.
He began assembling the pistol, and when he was ready, he saw Benjamin Goldberg stuffing chocolate into his mouth.
Damn, the right to coax the child to play.
On the other side, Rachel Cearn and Ning An talked for a while.
It was found that the choir had ended, but Benjamin Goldberg was missing.
She said anxiously, "Oops, Benjamin is skipping school again." β
Li Shutong, who had not spoken, told her: "Don't worry, madam, your child was taken to the candy store by Zhao, don't worry about him." β
Rachel Cearn was slightly relieved.
She looked at Uncle Li curiously, and began to talk to him again.
Uncle Li is talented, has strong English expression skills, and has a deep understanding of Eastern and Western arts, and he can talk about all kinds of dramas, music, art, and poetry with ease, but he can talk to Rachel Kwis together.
After a while, Ning An couldn't interject.
Li Shutong and Ning An bought a lot of time for Zhao Chuanxin.
After a while, Benjamin Goldberg said, "Sir, I say, you paint." β
Zhao Chuanxin took out a pen and paper, and the dead horse was a live horse doctor.
"Sir, the bolt does not need to be piston and turned, but to be sliding. Yes, it's smaller, or you'll get stuck......"
"Sir, a compression spring should be installed on the spring rod in the receiver. The other one is mounted on the rear of the barrel, and if there is no compression spring in the back, the picture in my head tells me that it will be very unstable when fired......"
"There should be a cam and a groove on the bolt......"
Zhao Chuanxin interrupted him: "If there is only one cam and groove, can you only shoot in bursts?" What if I wanted it to have both semi-automatic and fully automatic shooting modes? β
Benjamin Goldberg thought for a moment: "Well, sir, we are going to have two cams and a groove, one of which is used to control the trajectory of the bolt, and the other is used to control the firing mode......"
Zhao Chuanxin was about to jump up excitedly.
Found a treasure!
This is absolute genius!
Isn't that old Browning thing Najo? Without you Zhang Butcher, I still have to eat hairy pigs?
He drew the structure in front of him and asked, "Is the ignition device external or built-in?" β
Benjamin Goldberg said, "Sir, this is a bit difficult, and it's better to shoot so I can figure it out." β
Zhao Chuanxin got up suddenly: "Then what are you waiting for, go, I'll take you to the manor to shoot and play!" β
When Benjamin Goldberg's glasses lit up when he heard that he was going to the manor.
The manor is good, no one cares about him, there is Marcus Nkrumah, there is Zhao Chuanxin, there are so many beautiful flowers and plants.
There, he can unleash his imagination to the fullest, and the fugue is too empty.
However, Rachel Kvis was in a hurry when she saw that Benjamin Goldberg was carrying a large bag of candy and chocolates and wanted to get on the horse with Zhao Chuanxin.
She hurriedly walked over: "Wait, Benjamin, where are you going?" You want to skip class again! β
(End of chapter)