Wang Longqin smiled sinisterly and said softly: "How do you think you were killed in the Silver Battlefield that day?"

Bu Xiaotian spread his hands and said with a smile: "I naturally recognize your old strength. If you are willing to join my Tianlang Club, we are naturally willing to sign this agreement."

Tong Shangwu felt a vague feeling that a feeling of being sold appeared in his heart.

Wang Longqin called out the battle video of the day on the projection, played it on the projection, holding her chin with one hand and said:

"Bu Xiaotian, if I tell you that my student was operating that day, what would you react?"

"Impossible!" Bu Xiaotian was shocked. Can a 18-year-old student have such an old-fashioned operation?

Everyone was silent and quietly looked at the picture in the projection.

The ak-47 that can instantly avoid bullets, and the reverse roundabout tactics after sealing the smoke.

It is hard for the teachers to imagine that this is how the senior high school students in their No. 2 Middle School can make movements?

Bu Xiaotian had seen the outside world, so he naturally knew that the player in the pink girl suit in the picture made the movements comparable to those of ordinary professional players.

You should know that professional players are those who are famous college students who graduated from 985 universities and are qualified to become professions...

Even this person's fighting ideas have a military atmosphere.

How could a student do it?

Bu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Longqin unhappily. He admitted his mistake with kindness. He had never returned for many years since he left No. 2 Middle School.

The more important reason why he came back was that Bu Xiaotian was impressed by Wang Longqin's skills and thought that he could learn one or two moves.

Now I heard what Wang Longqin meant, was the person who easily destroyed the Tianlang team in the battle his student?

This is clearly a statement made by the old guy who deliberately made a statement in order to facilitate the cooperation between Tianlang Club and Marcheng No. 2 Middle School.

Do you want to pretend to launch your own school genius?

"Teacher Wang, although there are many geniuses in No. 2 Middle School who are about to bloom, I don't believe you will have such a strong monster."

After years of hard work in society, Bu Xiaotian can easily see through the real purpose of others and turn his head to look at Yang Chao:

"Yang Chao, at your current level, at the level of our club, that is, the third team. And you are an unshakable genius at Marc No. 2 Middle School. You said that the action in this picture is to let you watch it 10 times. Can you do it?"

Bu Xiaotian suppressed the anger in his heart. At this moment, he felt like he was being teased. He kindly returned to his alma mater to apologize, but was regarded as a fat sheep at the slaughter of others?

Although Yang Chao was unhappy, looking at the pink girl player in the picture, the ak-47 headshot scene pulled him back into the nightmare that had just been assessed.

He really couldn't do this action.

But he subconsciously thought of a person, someone he didn't want to mention and was sitting opposite him.

Tong Shangwu!

Yang Chao, who was as stupid as a chicken, recalled Bu Xiaotian's words, and his balance was broken over and over again. He turned out to be only at the level of the third team of the Tianlang Club. Then wouldn't Tong Shangwu be four or five levels better than him?

Yang Chao accidentally bit his lips tightly and remained silent.

Bu Xiaotian just thought that Yang Chao was hit by his words. Looking at the surprised eyes of the teachers, he continued unmoved:

"Maybe all the teachers always think that your teaching level is very high, but I have to attack you. The students you have trained are just defective products."

As soon as these words were said, the atmosphere in the principal's office became extremely heavy.

Bu Xiaotian said the truth, but the truth hurts the most.

Zhong Hao stood up with a sneer, his surging muscles almost shattered the sportswear.

"Xiao Zhong, I'm going to be honest, if you say it hurts, do you want to beat me up?" Wang Longqin smiled and stopped the impulsive Zhong Hao, with a kind face, "Xiao Bu, tell me why our students are defective?"

Bu Xiaotian put his hands on the back of his head, leaning on the back of the chair in an extremely comfortable sitting position, saying disdainfully:

"You have seen anyone in the battlefield of the peace elite. When throwing grenades, they will first calculate the arc of the parabola on the straw paper? What you have learned is useless dead knowledge."

Wang Longqin said meaningfully, and Bu Xiaotian's words were exactly the same as what he said to the teachers before.

Bu Xiaotian continued: "Besides, you have offered so many assessment courses, but you have forgotten one. This is also the most important thing in team combat, that is, the cultivation of excellent commanders.

A good commander can make the combat squad survive;

A poor commander will lead the team to the destruction of the regiment.

Wang Longqin, I just treat this as a gift to No. 2 Middle School. As for whether you are willing to accept it, that is your business.

I would like to remind you that No. 1 and No. 3 are young people who can defeat our Tianlang Club team 3. Compared to working with you No. 2 Middle School, I prefer to work with geniuses."

Bu Xiaotian patted Yang Chao on the back and whispered: "If you have time, come to the club to play games more. Here, it is a waste of time."

Wang Longqin put down the teacup in her hand, looked at Bu Xiaotian who was about to leave, and grinned:

"Little bastard, do you dare to make a bet with the old guy?"

Zhong Hao blocked the office door sideways. Bu Xiaotian looked at him with contempt and turned around and said, "You have never won the bet with me."

Bu Xiaotian is good at gambling, and Wang Longqin is good at losing.

Everyone knows that Wang Longqin has never won a bet with others over the years.

Many teachers have summarized the rules. Once Wang Longqin bet on one side with certainty, they will immediately go to the opposition.

It's been tried and done!

Wang Longqin pointed to the four young men sitting in the c position and smiled and said, "There is no big problem with what you said before, but one thing is that you may have said it wrong...

Yang Chao's team was destroyed by the four young people beside me. Maybe there was a genius in the No. 2 Middle School."

Bu Xiaotian wanted to laugh loudly, but looking at Zhong Hao's body with lumps of flesh, he still smiled slightly with a little restrained smile:

"A genius who has not experienced the baptism of the outside battlefield is just a rookie with a pacifier in his mouth. But these rookies may have better luck."

Wang Longqin took out her mobile phone from her arms, entered her game interface, and said aloud:

"2v2, you win, I will give you all my gold coins; if you lose, Tianlang Club and Marc No. 2 Middle School cooperate.

Do you dare to accept this bet?"

Bu Xiaotian looked at Wang Longqin with a sarcastic look and chuckled: "In addition to your mobile phone, there are still people in your Second Middle School who can play with the Peace Elite..."

But when Bu Xiaotian saw Wang Longqin's gold coins clearly, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva hard, 8 million?

Has this old man accepted so many bribes over the years? Didn’t he arrest him after the crackdown on gangsters and evil?

This money can even buy one-tenth of the Sirius Club!

Luo Chengbing, who was standing by, kicked the luxurious tea that Bu Xiaotian bought with one kick, took out his cell phone from his arms, entered the interface of the Peace Elite, and said coldly:
Chapter completed!