"Okay, I've finished answering your question, let's move on to the next one."
Song Chen just wanted to end this topic quickly and then start distributing these imitation guns.
After all, after distributing these guns, he can become a company commander with heavy troops under his command.
I believe that the scene of riding my own Siberian tiger Xiao Huang and charging into battle in the front with a group of soldiers holding various guns following him will be absolutely very cool.
Yi Zhiyue's question was more tricky.
"Excuse me, can everyone in the military adopt a rare animal?"
Song Chen: No, you are here to cause trouble, right?
You're asking about the issues surrounding imitation firearms, right? Why are you all here asking about the rare animals that are allowed to be kept in the military?
Out of a sense of responsibility for what he had said he would do, Song Chen chose to answer the question.
"As for this question, I would say that first of all, you need to be lucky enough to pick up a rare animal while performing a mission in the military or during training. That's the first point. If you can pick one up, then it's possible."
"Secondly, the second point is that you must have sufficient military merits. If you have military merits, the army will feel that you are trustworthy, and only then will they be able to process your application."
"The third and final point."
Song Chen looked very seriously at the last guy who had not asked a question yet.
"We're asking about these simulated firearms, not whether the military can keep rare and protected animals! Please don't ask questions like these that have nothing to do with simulated firearms!"
Why do so many people want to raise those rare animals? You know, Xiao Huang, a Siberian tiger, is a bit too much for him to handle.
On weekdays, he would randomly pick someone's bed in the company and sleep on it for urination and defense. Every time, he would help the person wash the sheets. If the sheets were not very good, it would be fine. But if the sheets were very good, he would have to buy the person a new one.
Even his own bed has been damaged several times. This is a habit that he won't change even after being scolded several times!
The last person asked whether these guns could be reproduced.
Song Chen's answer to this question is that it is completely possible to imitate these firearms.
However, you have to understand the manufacturing principle of this thing. Even if you understand these principles, you can only use cardboard to make a simple imitation gun, but it is more fragile than this plastic gun.
It might be scrapped after firing a few hundred rounds of bullets.
…
Ye Ming was standing in the team wearing a military training uniform. At this moment, a pretty girl came over.
"Hello, I heard you come from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. You should be able to take pulses, right?"
Ye Ming nodded. The girl was stunned for a moment, and finally lowered her head with shyness and nervousness on her face.
"Can you take my pulse? I think there might be something wrong with my body, but I'm not quite sure what it is. I'd like to know..."
"Of course. Please hold out your hand. I want to feel your wrist to feel your pulse."
Ye Ming agreed to the girl's request with a smile, put his right hand on the girl's outstretched wrist and felt her pulse.
But it would have been fine if he hadn't touched it. Once he touched it and felt the information brought by the beating of the pulse, Ye Ming's smiling expression disappeared instantly.
Ye Ming frowned and kept touching his wrist in different positions, looking more and more serious.
Seeing Ye Ming's smile disappearing in front of her, the girl suddenly panicked.
Could it be that I have some terminal illness?
Impossible. I've only been vomiting and having no appetite these past two days. Military training causes vomiting and loss of appetite due to physical training. This is very normal.
This happened to me in physical education classes before.
Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any major problems...
Ye Ming looked at the girl with a complicated expression, took out his phone from his pocket and called Huang Pian on the stage.
"Brother Huang, please come to my company for a while. There's a small situation here, and I might need you to come out and take a look..."
"I feel like this situation isn't something I can handle. I need a professional to take a look and see what's the best approach."
Huang Pian came over quickly, and with her came a middle-aged woman who looked to be in her forties.
"Xiao Ye, what happened to your company?"
Huang Pian asked calmly.
"Brother Huang, this girl has some health issues. I don't know what to do, so I called you down..."
Ye Ming said there with a frown.
The girl looked panicked and didn't know what law she had violated that caused the principal to come over.
This middle-aged woman is Yan Xiaoyan, the president of Meteor University, who took the stage to speak just after the guns were delivered.
"Classmate, please tell me what happened. What happened to this female classmate's body?"
"This matter is not big, but it is not small either..."
Ye Ming touched his nose and said a little embarrassedly.
"This classmate is pregnant, and she's been pregnant for a month."
Huang Pian and Yan Xiaoyan: ???
This classmate is pregnant?! Aren’t children conceived so early these days?
girl:?!?
Oh my god, I'm pregnant. I remember I took the medicine.
Huang Pian looked at the girl and scratched his head.
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