Chapter 618 Have you ever played CS?
What a coincidence! There are so many classes in the Department of Business Administration and the Department of Literature, but Liu Wangchun and Long Liandong's classes were singled out and assigned to this place. Could it be that...
Lu Yuanqiu glanced at Ding Wanjun, who was chatting and laughing with the instructor. Could it be the work of this illegitimate fan? Ding Wanjun and the instructor were able to chat so happily, so they obviously knew each other.
Thinking of Ding Wanjun's description of Su Tuo at the banquet yesterday, Lu Yuanqiu guessed that another class would appear next. This class would not only be from Zhucheng Drama Academy, but also from He Qianlan's class, the lead singer of the Mulan band.
After arriving at the square, Class 2 of the Literature Department where Long Liandong was located, they still stood in a long line behind Class 30 of the Clinical Department.
Bai Qingxia turned around and raised her hand slightly towards Long Liandong with a faint smile on her face. Long Liandong also smiled and nodded. Seeing the two of them greeting each other, the people around them were a little curious, because in their initial impression, Long Liandong and Bai Qingxia should be rivals in love.
The culprit, Lu Yuanqiu, stood at the corner of his class team and remained indifferent. Long Liandong glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. She thought Lu Yuanqiu would turn around and say hello to her, but he didn't.
Lu Yuanqiu actually just forgot about this. He was wondering if the next class to appear would be from Zhucheng Drama Academy.
"The last class is here." The dark-faced instructor in front said with his chin raised.
Everyone looked back and was stunned at the same time.
Because this class... is so damn pleasing to the eyes!
Everyone who walked by was dressed and looked like a model, whether they were boys or girls, and Lu Yuanqiu did not see anyone with a out-of-shape figure among them.
Speaking of appearance, strictly speaking, she is just prettier than ordinary people, mainly because of her outstanding figure management and clothing taste. He Qianlan is indeed among them. Her appearance level is among the best in this class.
Seeing the three classes from Zhuda, the instructor leading the Zhuxi team was obviously confused. She asked the instructor next to her, "Aren't we staying with students from our own school?"
"All other areas are full. You are an extra class, so we can only be arranged here. It doesn't matter. They are all the same team games. It will not affect getting your certificate of completion." The instructor explained with a smile.
Seeing this, Ding Wanjun bit her lip happily, put her hands behind her back, and blinked slyly at the same time as the black-faced instructor next to her. The students would certainly not guess that she and this instructor knew each other.
As soon as the class from Zhucheng Drama Academy showed up, the scene got out of control for the first time. There were more than 120 people in the whole square who were completely excited. They looked around and talked to each other, and some took out their mobile phones to take pictures. Most of them were students from Zhuda who were taking pictures of Zhu Opera.
He Qianlan didn't see Lu Yuanqiu because they were in the second row and the fourth row respectively, with the Department of Literature between them, but she saw Long Liandong.
As a rich second-generation who has been in the entertainment industry since childhood, Long Liandong is quite famous in the circle. So after seeing Long Liandong, the situation reversed in an instant, and it was the students of Zhuxi who picked up their mobile phones and took pictures towards the Department of Literature.
Four class teachers who didn't know each other stood together in the front. Ding Wanjun restrained herself and shut her mouth. The class teacher of Zhuxi looked at the other three and always felt that he was a little out of place.
"Ahem." The black-faced instructor coughed and shouted, "Stand at attention!"
They were all people who had just gone through military training last year and were fully aware of this order. The 120 people gradually quieted down, and Zheng Yifeng yawned at an inappropriate time next to Lu Yuanqiu.
"More than 100 people who don't know each other, what kind of team game can they play?" Lu Yuanqiu murmured.
Zheng Yifeng ignored him.
However, at this time, a dozen young instructors came over carrying boxes and uniforms. Zhong Jincheng took a look and saw a gun barrel exposed outside the box.
"Oh my god, a gun!"
"It's not real, it's a toy gun with a laser sensor." Zheng Yifeng identified it at a glance.
"So..." Lu Yuanqiu raised his eyebrows and stretched out his voice.
"So..." Zhong Jincheng also stretched out his voice.
Finkel, who often plays games, has become excited, but the uncle is still confused.
The black-faced instructor said, "Next, we will randomly divide you into two camps, red and blue. Wearing vests of different colors will represent your camp identity."
Looking at the wonderful expressions on the students' faces, the dark-faced instructor wandered in front and chuckled: "Have you all played CS?"
The instructor heard the voices of "I've played it before" and the scene of "shaking my head". He smiled and continued, "It doesn't matter if you haven't played it before. The rules are very simple. Just shoot when you see someone in a different camp from you. The muzzles of the guns are equipped with laser sensors. Each person has five lives, and the number of lives will be displayed on a small screen on the gun body, with a total of five grids."
While explaining, he took out a toy gun from the box and introduced it.
Lu Yuanqiu glanced towards Bai Qingxia, wondering how the groups would be divided. Bai Qingxia looked at him with pity, and it was obvious that she was nervous because she had never played this game before.
The dark-faced instructor continued, "Of course, if we just split into two camps and fought each other, it would be meaningless, so there will be a hidden rule."
"I will arrange two undercovers in each camp. Listen carefully. The tasks of these two undercovers will be different. The task of Undercover No. 1 is to help the opposite camp eliminate all the people in his own camp. As for Undercover No. 2, he is a bit pitiful. His task is to eliminate everyone except himself. However, he also has a teammate, that is Undercover No. 2 in the opposite camp."
"Undercover No. 2 has almost no chance of winning. There is only one teammate among the more than 120 people, and it is not clear who your teammate is. If you are picked, I suggest you just hold on to your life."
The stern-faced instructor chuckled again after he finished speaking. Lu Yuanqiu inexplicably felt that this guy was looking at him while he was speaking.
Masaka... Lu Yuanqiu felt a chill in his tailbone.
He looked at Ding Wanjun again and found that this illegitimate fan was also covering his mouth and laughing.
"Will it be useful for an undercover to shoot another undercover?" someone suddenly asked. Everyone turned to look at him. Lu Yuanqiu also turned around and found that it was a tall and handsome boy standing behind He Qianlan.
The black-faced instructor responded: "Yes, the gun is not selective, anyone shot will lose a life."
"Any questions?" He looked around.
The rules are quite simple. There are two camps, red and blue. Each camp has two undercover agents. The task of undercover one is to help the opponent deal with their own side, and the task of undercover two is to help teammates deal with everyone else.
As for the "ordinary people", their task is to deal with the people in the opposing camp, including their own two undercover agents.
Seeing that no one continued to ask questions, the black-faced instructor said, "Begin assigning camps!"
(End of this chapter)
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