MTL - Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!-Chapter 15 Lens

The sorcerer who is listening attentively stays.

The classroom was quiet and quiet, and countless eyes looked at it.

The photographer controls the position of the plane to focus on the sorcerer, and the afterglow sweeps around –

Just now, I was still abandoning the two teammates of Sao Nan. Caesar and Zoe were quiet as a chicken, sitting on the knees with their hands on their knees, and they were like positive pupils.

On the side of the witch's calf, without a trace.

The sorcerer’s conditional reflexes: “...”

The teenager in the lens can see the tension, the amber pupil is filled with confused water, and the focal length is recovered in the eyelashes, trying to maintain calm.

Even the straight men in the training room are slightly shocked.

In the eyes of Xiang Xiang, there is a lot of confusion: "Let us give some encouragement to the witch classmates."

When the applause sounded, the Caesar retracted his foot, and the face of the dead friend was not happy, and the shot was especially happy.

The sorcerer walked onto the podium and looked from behind him like a small animal with a tail.

The bandage as a demonstration of teaching aids was quietly placed on the podium. The witch was rubbing the routine in the video, pulling the bandage apart and following the position on the left elbow -

The sleeves were picked up, and the white and tender arms were filled with porcelain white light. One end of the bandage was fixed by the left hand and three fingers, and the other end was torn apart, and the mess was wrapped around the joint.

With the survival course as a foundation, the sorcerer's strict adherence to the hemostasis must be higher than the first aid knowledge of the joint. He tried to lift his arm, just in the middle of the light and the lens. The sun shining through the window will make the dust, bandages, elbows and the delicate side face of the youngsters into a line. When the sorcerer looks up, he blinks slightly, and happens to stop at the last lens position when recording -

"Stop."

The entire training room, like being awakened from silence.

Caesar’s eyes were gone: "--the trough, the little witch is amazing!"

Zoe nodded and agreed: "When I signed him, I said how to say it... The value is too strong." The words stopped: "However, there is still lack of experience."

Zoe has already participated in the Crowson show for the second time and went straight to the track. He has a thorough understanding of many criteria. Caesar, who is simple in mind and only knows that "lying trough", "good-looking", and "thief is thin and good-looking" is fundamentally different.

However, most of the trainees in the training room are similar to Caesar, and the demonstration of the witchcraft is amazing.

For example, the last row of red hair, holding a pinhole terminal 噼 啪 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 敲 ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 老 老! Look?!"

On the stage, Xiang Xiang Xiang will play the screen of Wu Rong just now, smiles and smiles: "Little witch classmate, you guess, what grade can I give you this paragraph?"

Witch cautiously predicts: "...b?"

Xiang Xiang Xiang nodded: "Guess the right, b."

The audience was in awe.

Xiang Xiangxiang made a snap, brushing three assistants on the side, according to the frame.

"46 seconds, 1 minute 12 seconds, 1 minute 36 seconds, the focus of the lens is seriously offset. Remember, in any scene that needs to be bandaged, the injury should occupy more than 90% of your attention. The dressing is not fast enough, the action is muddy. Bit composition is qualified, but --"

In the Xiangxiang language, the speed is fast, but it stops at this time: "If you pay attention to the audience, you will find that most of your eyes are focused on your face."

A sorcerer.

"This is your advantage, but also your disadvantage." Xiang Xiangxiang said: "If your momentum can not be overwhelmed, no matter what you are doing - bandaging, shooting or hiding, the audience sees, always only yours Face. 2 minutes and 58 seconds, close to the end. The camera was cut out separately. The first thing I thought of was the choir boy holding the white silk satin, instead of the stunned showman.

"In the escape show, you should first be a conqueror. Only your strength is worthy of the audience to follow." The Xiangxiang language slowed down and resumed the usual smile: "Go back and find the lens feeling. Okay. Next, player 299763, Wei Yan."

When the witch returned to his seat, Zoe helped him open the chair.

Caesar stared at him for a long time. I thought that my teammates would be hit hard. I didn’t think that the witches were showing a bright and reverent look: "It’s a good teacher!"

Zoe nodded with emotion.

Caesar is still unable to touch the North: "What did she mean?"

Zoe: "..."

Caesar said: "How can a little witch be b? If you look good, you won't give it? What is the truth!"

Zoe desperately: "...is terrible, the kindergarten graduated..."

On the stage, the only s-level trainee, the humanoid weapon Wei Yan was expressionless and performed his performance.

Xiang Xiangxiang hesitated for a long time in b and c, almost headaches rose -

Wei Yan had no interaction with the lens. After three minutes of shooting, he could only see the big head shrouded in a rectangular screen. In the end, Xiang Xiang’s homework for him was to go back and watch at least three movies.

"When the genetic modification is done, the code is wrong?" When Wei Yan came down, Caesar continued to say: "Little witch, let's say we still have a bed with him..."

The trainees were called one by one, and with the comments of Xiang Xiang, the handouts of Wu Yi were packed with drafts and notes.

- Only strong is worthy of the audience to follow.

The sorcerer stared at the line of the handout and looked at the instructional video again.

The thin silk-covered team of the silver silk roll team opened the end and looked at the camera. The whole lens was caught very well. The sorcerer looped through the lens of the bandage in the middle and quickly resolved the process. Then he carefully poked Zoe to the side.

Zoe turned and saw the little eyes of the sorcerer.

On the stage, Xiang Xiang is giving a b-level trainee a gap to adjust the position. Wu Yi quickly imitated the standard movements that came down from the video.

And thin water is not bad.

Zoe opened his mouth and looked amazed—in that moment, he almost thought it was a thin water dripping out of the video, but soon he shook his head.

"His style is not for you," Zoe tried to organize the wording: "Of course, it is difficult for novices to find the right path. Before that, you need a better example."

The two-hour course ends soon.

Five hundred trainees could not go to the stage one by one, and the Xiangxiang call should be limited to the exercise students from grade a to c.

According to Zoe, the trainee rating does not necessarily represent strength, but it is definitely positively related to the program footage.

The sorcerer is seriously skeptical that the big scorpion is in the d-class, just to avoid the camera and avoid class easily.

Coupled with red hair punching, it is almost foolproof...

After class, the sorcerer lined up to find the drama to receive the practice props, which were caught in a group of muscular and strong men.

There are always trainees coming over to talk, and most of them are very curious about witchcraft.

The sorcerer even saw the player he met during the sea election, the trainee named Sola.

After a week of reunion, Sola is still enthusiastic.

"To the witch player, the last dance position you said, I didn't find it later..."

The witch roots are red, so serious: "I have decided to change to the assault position."

"The assault position? So clever!" Sola was very excited: "It seems that I can train together later! From the Lord... the main dance is really no problem? You must start from scratch."

The sorcerer nodded quickly: "No problem -"

The crowds rushed to the drama, and the witches greeted Sola and turned and disappeared into the classroom door.

In the crew of the crew, Caesar wanted to give the sorcerer a seat, and unexpectedly found the name of his teammate on the punch card machine.

"Not in the cafeteria, not in the bedroom, it’s strange..." Caesar called three steaks. When he sat down, he met with the big brother who had two hamsters on the opposite side and smiled.

Crowson show, the 2nd floor underground shooting practice room of the North Tower.

When the witches opened the door, the venue of Nuo Da was empty.

The sorcerer quickly wiped out the dinner and occupied one of the machine guns.

Then, the bright silver aiming compensator was turned out of the pocket and installed in the machine gun body.

The first week of the Crowson show focused on environmental surveys, survival skills and lens performance, making the holographic simulation training room in Nanta extremely hot, the trainees swarming away, and the North Tower shooting range was unattended.

Wu Yi does not know how long he can still monopolize this shooting range.

Aiming at the compensator, it also retains Witch's best aiming record - 12 offset compensation units.

The sorcerer dims the light slightly, imitating the light source based on the weather forecast after two weeks - the rainy day.

The dull gunshots sounded in the training room.

The rhythm is single, boring, and the dark lights make people sleepy. However, the gunshots never stopped.

Outside the door, the noisy current sound is mixed with communication sounds.

Someone is coming to the training room.

"You haven't really taken the cat this time?" The opposite is helpless: "I said, your treatment is not over yet."

"No need to."

"Well, I heard that Wei Yan is also there?"

"Ok."

"Oh, I still listen to Ermao, you slept Wei Yan his roommate."

"..."

"Wei brother, let's not bring cats, hamsters or not? Don't occupy the land! Squashed and change a nest!"

"..."

Wei Shi’s movement suddenly stopped.

Opposite 嚷嚷: "Who is shooting a gun? Heavy machine gun? This hand speed, don't be a hand-destroyed - defending the brother-in-law, you see the rabbit? You don't have to take care of it, you don't want to feed it to the second hair -"

"Bye."

Wei Shi no longer nonsense, opened the door to the training room.

The sorcerer just put down the handle of the heavy machine gun, licked the right shoulder of the sputum, and was pondering the bandage on his hand.

The position of the original screen screen was temporarily used as a lens, and he was tempted to improve according to the suggestion of Xiang Xiang.

Until a figure is stretched by dim light -

The witches looked up and the surprise was unusual: "Big Brother!"

The words staggered and picked up, and the left arm was wrapped up in a bandage, like a rabbit mummies.

Wei Shi raised his eyebrows and said: "I have seen your video."

Wu Yanran: "What..."

Wei Shi reached out and motioned him to hand over the bandage.

The witch's eyes suddenly brightened.

"Should Xiang Xiang say it, listen to at most half."

Wei Shi took the bandage and demonstrated it for the witch. Below the raised sleeves, the left arm muscles are fine, like rough carved marble reliefs. He quickly fixed the bandage to the left elbow, and the extra section was bitten by the teeth - more than six shots were omitted from the exaggerated movement of the water in the video.

But the sorcerer is holding his breath -

The man's eyes are careless, and the deep eye contour casts a shadow that is insulated from light. He clearly stood under the lamp, but it seemed to drive away all the light sources. He didn't look at the "camera" from beginning to end, his eyes solidified on his left elbow, and the eyelids lifted slightly when he was chilling.

Wei Shi is not like a player, but like a beast that will be revenge.

There was a sudden flash of light in the mind of the witch.

"Is it clear?" Wei stopped the action, condescending, watching the sorcerer standing in his shadow, slowly opening. 2k novel reading network