Embrace the light

The eleventh floor was still noisy and lively, but it was not as crowded as the tenth floor.

The entertainment area is divided into many sections, among which Ian's favorites are military chess and catching dolls.

There are a total of three tables in Junqi, and now six people are fighting fiercely.Among them is a pair of chess players in their teens, another pair of uncles in their forties or fifties, and a pair of gray-haired old men.

At this time, there were many people around the three tables. Ian stood on tiptoe to look at the chess game here, and then stood on tiptoe to look at the chess game over there. Each table paused for a while, Then he stood by the table of the old man's group.

After watching for a few minutes, Ian's expression became tense, and his brows were also furrowed in a rare way.

The battle situation on this chessboard is very stalemate, and the two sides are equally at risk.

Ian's height is not outstanding, it is in the middle among a group of men.Only by standing on tiptoe can you see clearly the surrounding chess game through the arms and heads of many people.Heng read it easily, but he didn't understand it. He thought watching Ian's facial expressions was more interesting than watching the chess game.

Ian made silent gestures with his right index finger on the palm of his left hand a few times, then suddenly clapped his hands lightly, and said in a low voice to Heng: "I found a good way for them to defeat each other." Then he took Heng's arm and exited the encirclement.

Seeing his rare joyful expression, Heng asked, "Don't you want to continue watching?"

"No." Ian shook his head, "I've seen through this chess game. Besides, the first task is to bring you around."

He noticed that Heng looked at the three chess games, but he didn't look very interested.And according to the current situation of the three games of chess, it will take some time before the end of the game change.

The second thing the two went to watch was to shoot. Several young people in vests were having fun.

One of them is a couple, probably a college student. The boy is in charge of shooting and the girl is in charge of picking up the ball.The other group consisted of two boys, who also worked together in the same way.But their shooting speed and hit rate are far inferior to that couple.

"Brother Qi, yes, my boyfriend is MAX." The 5-minute shooting was over soon, and the boy group lightly hammered the arm of the boy in the couple group with his fist.

The boy named Qige smiled when he heard this, stretched out his fist and bumped lightly with his girlfriend.

All four of them laughed enthusiastically. This kind of energetic and passionate look seemed to have never appeared in themselves, let alone Heng, who always looked indifferent and casual and didn't care about everything.Ian thought silently.

Pointing to the two empty shooting machines next to him, he invited Heng, "Heng, let's play this game too. Let's compete and see whoever scores the most goals in 5 minutes will be the winner."

Heng looked a little interested this time. Ian took out the entertainment card that had been recharged when he first entered the tenth floor, swiped the machine on Heng's side first, then swiped on his side, and then both of them pressed the button at the same time. Red switch, shooting officially started.

Ian doesn't play this often. His shooting percentage is not high, but he picks up the ball as fast as he can type.

After the game started, Ian focused on his shooting machine. When the 5-minute timer ended, he looked at the count on his shooting machine, and then turned his head to look at Heng's. Ian was far better than Heng.

He smiled "haha", "This is the first time I've won a game on a shooting machine." Jian Heng looked at him with raised eyebrows, and quickly added, "You've just recovered, and it might be the first time you played, losing to I also have excuses, don't be discouraged."

Heng used his chin to signal to the place where the card was swiped, "Swipe it again."

Is this aroused by myself to win?Or are you more interested in shooters?Ian didn't ask any further questions, and obediently leaned over and swiped again.

This time Heng's battle situation is much better than the first time, but it is still not as good as Ian's number of shots.

"Great! Heng's progress is so fast!" Ian clapped his hands aside to show his encouragement.

"Swipe again."

Ian had no objection, and leaned over to brush again.

Heng first recalled the shooting posture of the boys in the couple group just now, stretched out his hands to compare the postures, and then pressed the red start button.

"Frame-frame-frame..."

This time, the number of Heng's hits increased visibly with the naked eye. Ian watched in surprise, and immediately clapped his hands happily, cheering for Heng.

Unexpectedly, Heng really has a shooting talent!

At the end of 5 minutes, the counter showed twenty more than Ian just now.

"nice!"

This compliment did not come from Ian, but from a strange girl next to him.

This girl looks to be around twenty years old, with short hair that is at the level of her chin, and a blue-purple shell hair clip on her left side. Her hair color is golden yellow, and her eyes are rare red.Her appearance is very sweet, but she is dressed in a sexy way. The combination of a tight top and shorts shows the exquisite curves and bumps of her figure.

"Brother, let's get to know each other." The girl stretched out her right hand to Heng, "My name is Christine, and I'm a third-year student at the Imperial Military Academy."

This surprised Ian a bit. The Imperial Military Academy is also the university where Mino is, but Mino is now a senior and is applying for a master's degree at Armand Star's Mecha Academy.

According to the etiquette he learned on the tablet, Heng touched his palms lightly with Christine.

"Heng."

Christine is quite tall, about 1.7 meters. It really fits the description of "angel face, devil figure."

"Heng, nice to meet you. I was shooting arrows with my brother just now, and when I came out, I saw you shooting. Your shooting posture is very handsome, and your shooting percentage is also very high, but to be honest, your posture is not standard enough. It just happened to me My brother is on the basketball team, and his shooting skills are very superb. I'll call him over to discuss with you? In the future, when you are free and bored, you can play basketball together."

"can."

Heng agreed to Christine's proposal, so Christine happily left with the crossbow on his shoulders.

Ian did not expect that Heng would be so approachable when facing Christine.

He looked at Heng silently, and Heng was still simulating and adjusting his shooting posture.

Soon, Christine brought a brother over.

He was a tall, dark-skinned boy, a few centimeters taller than Heng.

He is very enthusiastic and hearty. He should have heard Christine's introduction in the shooting room, so he talked to Heng very familiarly when he came over.

"Heng, nice to meet you. I'm Tut, Christine's good buddy. I heard from her that your shooting skills are very good, so I want to learn from you."

The two still touched each other's palms lightly as a courtesy.

Heng said to Tutt: "Christine just said that my shooting posture is not standard enough, you can guide me first, and I will compete with you after two practice sessions. Is that okay?"

Tutt readily agreed. He first explained the standard posture for efficient shooting while posing. After repeating it twice, he brushed up a shooting machine and started the practical demonstration.

After 5 minutes had elapsed, "150" was displayed on the counter.

Ian silently said "Wow—" and looked at the numbers on the screen in disbelief. Someone could hit every shot every two seconds, and he was instantly killed when he compared it.

Heng looked at the numbers on the timer, and rarely curled up his lips, and said with a smile, "Interesting."

Christine and Tut are both accustomed to this data, waiting for Heng's movement.

Heng still simulated the shooting posture several times first, and Tutt patiently corrected and guided the mistakes.

After getting ready, Heng glanced at Ian, who was standing far away, and motioned him to swipe his card.

Ian came over, bent down, and swiped the card again.

Press the red button and the game officially begins.

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The balls went into the basket one by one, and Ian counted one by one silently.

When 5 minutes were up, Ian lightly said "92", and the number "92" was also displayed on the timer.

Although the number is much lower than Tut's record, the hit rate has also increased to as high as 90.00%.

"It's great, brother!" Tutt didn't expect to meet a friend with a higher level. When he heard Christine tell him, he thought Heng would have a hit rate of around 80.00% at most.

Heng also seemed to be in a high mood, not only the corners of his lips curled up, but even his eyes softened.

Yi An clapped his hands as usual to show his congratulations, "Heng Zhen is amazing, he far surpassed me in only four rounds."

Heng moved his fingers a few times, and said to Ian, "Swipe again."

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

This time Heng's hit rate was even higher, with 135 goals and a hit rate of 90.00%.

After the two rounds of warm-up ended, Heng sent an invitation to Tut, "It's all right, let's formally compete."

Tut is also very excited and excited, eager to try.

Both red buttons are pressed simultaneously.

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

In the end, Tutt won the "168" of Heng with a score of "153".

Although Tute won, he was even more surprised when he saw the numbers on the display of the shooting machine on Heng's side. This was the first time he had met someone whose shooting skills had improved so quickly.

Seeing Tut's surprise and excitement, Christine bumped him with an elbow, "Well, I have a good vision, maybe you will have more confidant golfers in the future, and maybe you can be a teammate!"

"Brother, you are amazing! Are you sure you were not humble or pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger before? Your level has improved so quickly, you are simply a talented player! If you haven't joined any team yet, I solemnly invite you to join our team ah......"

Seeing that Tut was about to start his recruitment speech, Christine hurriedly interrupted him, "Stop it, we are here to make friends, not your team recruitment speech, don't gossip and spoil our fun. !"

Tute had no choice but to stop, but still said to Heng: "Brother, add a Xingwei account? Come out and play together when you have time."

Heng looked at Ian, "Add his account, I don't have a Xingwei account."

Hearing this, both Christine and Tut looked at Heng in disbelief, and then looked at Ian.

Ian smiled in embarrassment, he indeed forgot to register his WeChat account with Hengxing.After all, Heng had just woken up, and Heng didn't know anyone else except himself, so the Xingwei account was useless at all.

Tut looked at Ian, "Is it convenient for us to join each other? By the way, are you brothers or a couple?"

couple...

Ian quickly waved his hand, "No, no, Heng and I, we just live together, so it's very convenient for you to find him through my number."

After finishing talking, he suddenly remembered something, took out his mobile phone, switched to a trumpet that he hadn’t used for a long time, and showed Tut the code scanning interface, “Add this number, this is my trumpet, and I can give it to you in the future.” constant use."

Tutxin readily joined, and after Ian passed the friend request, he gave Heng a note of "super golfer".

Christine also added the account Ian on her mobile phone, and then greeted the two of them, "Go play other projects? Let's see if I can discover your other talents."

Heng replied: "Go and play first, let's play this for a while."

Christine said, "Okay then, we're in the shooting room, and you can go find me and Tut in there later."

After Christine left with Tutt, Heng stretched out his hand and pulled Ian to the shooting machine.

Yi'an thought that Heng wanted to swipe his card, so he bent down to swipe, but was stopped by Heng.

"Let me guide you now."

Heng took the card from Ian's hand, straightened Ian's posture, and then synthesized the knowledge that Tut had imparted to him in his mind before telling Ian.

But Ian doesn't have Heng's talent. Although Heng has taught him patiently and earnestly, Ian still hasn't made a big improvement.

After half an hour passed, Ian felt that his arms were sore.

He looked up at Heng, "Is it okay to just stop here? My arms are a little sore."

Heng also didn't want to force Ian to achieve much improvement. Since Ian had already said that he was uncomfortable, he certainly wouldn't force it.

The two of them sat down on the rest seat to rest for a while. Ian rubbed his arm, stretched it slowly, and then stretched out his hand to massage Heng's arm.

"Is this more comfortable?"

Heng nodded and did not refuse Ian's massage.

After resting for 15 minutes, the two got up and continued shopping.