Chapter 41 just go home and get married 13

for a long time—

The true identity of the first federal sniper division “Blue Death” has always been a mystery, not to mention his appearance, even whether he is male or female, alpha or beta, and approximate age is unknown. The military is strict with this. Confidential.

But his fans still appeared one after another, and constructed personal fantasies from the cold data given by the official.

People have created various images of Artemis according to the style of Artemis, and there has never been a unity.

But when he appeared in person, people’s first impressions were:

Yes, that’s right, that’s what the elegant, calm and powerful First Sniper should look like.

Fans fantasized that he would be a beautiful person, but did not expect to be this beautiful.

The face is neither immature nor too mature.

The moment he appeared, after countless people came to their senses for the first time, the reaction was: hurry up and take a screenshot.

After I took the screenshot, I planned to send it to my friends for discussion, but the chat dialog was opened, and my friend sent a photo first and was screaming mentally.

A hot discussion thread quickly appeared in the Starlight Forum, the largest mecha enthusiast in the galaxy, titled: [No, I still suspect that he is an AI, and I seriously doubt that this is a computer-generated appearance! ! 】

There are a lot of people who responded:

[Agreed, he was stuck for a while when he appeared, it must be because the program was not debugged properly! 】

[Otherwise, the mecha drives well and looks so handsome, all the good things have been taken up by him, is there any reason for it? 】

[Yes, that’s right, his expression is so stiff, look carefully, slow down 10 times, it doesn’t look like a normal person. 】

[If there really is such a person, why has he never appeared before, he has a better record than the recognized sniper genius Critchens, and is more stable, is this science? This unscientific! 】

[Serious discussion, serious analysis, the possibility that the Blue Death is not a human being, my analysis is as follows: 1,… ]

But there were also objections:

[Why can’t a real person look like this? I think it looks so real! 】

[This is what the blue death **** in my heart looks like! 】

[He looks very sniper, what’s wrong? A sniper is a sniper! 】

[I have always disagreed with the so-called blue death AI theory, what nonsense? You just don’t believe that there really is a genius of genius in the world! 】

Song Chao has long been stupid.

He blushed and was speechless, his chest swelled with fiery emotions that were about to burst out.

Uncle Qiao, who was eating french fries with a plate, was silent for a while, then continued to eat. He turned to his wife and said, “Wife, this is Xiaoyan next door.”

“I can recognize this.”

“Then the blond guy in front is probably the Arthur who worked on his farm last time.”

Song Chao said incredulously, “Is it really Yanxue Mountain?”

Uncle Qiao spread his hands, looked naive, and said with a smile: “Yes, I am quite familiar with him. It seems that it can only be his. His appearance is very strange, and it is very rare.”

He scratched his head, “By the way, what kind of press conference did you say this is about? I forgot, what are these people doing?”

Forget those ordinary forums.

Several fan groups of Blue Death are not called Huiguang Huizhao now, and everyone is excited because they are about to ascend to immortality.

Polly was lying on the bed watching the live broadcast, her smile couldn’t come off her lips, and her cheeks hurt.

Everyone was insane.

【Ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! 】

[Goddess, hehe, my goddess, hehe]

[I actually showed up, I thought he would not show up this time. 】

[To grow up like this, I think, is already a victory. 】

[Woo woo woo, you don’t know that I’m crying now, my imagination is too lacking, he himself is prettier than my most outrageous imagination! 】

[I sit up in shock from my dying illness! I’m getting up and painting now! 】

【Depend on! Look at the official personal support vote! Blue Death’s votes rose by 120 million in ten minutes! This face-seeing world is abominable! Cool to me! 】

Polly had a feeling of exaltation, she was so proud of having this idol, and even muttered: “You guys who only look at the face, you don’t know that he is more beautiful inside than outside.”

And what is Yan Xueshan, who attended the press conference, doing?

He only said “Hello everyone, I’m the driver of Artemis” and then he didn’t speak any more, sitting quietly as a background board.

Snipers are very patient people. When he went hunting in the mountains with his adoptive father at the age of thirteen, he could lie on the ground for two hours in order to hunt his target without moving.

During his military service, he directly refused any activities other than work, so he did not show up. This time, now that you’ve accepted it, go to work.

For him, it doesn’t have any special meaning, it’s just a job.

Well, now, here comes the next question.

Arthur and Yan Xueshan are recognized as the best teachers and teachers in the whole interstellar space. People believe that the two of them have a harmonious relationship. Some people speculate that the love object Arthur said is the blue death, but after all, there is no evidence.

On the bright side, everyone is still swearing at the friendship between the two of them.

So, is there a relationship between the two of them that goes beyond camaraderie?

Now, two people appear on the same occasion in public.

Everyone was paying attention to their every move, trying to find clues.

very subtle.

Yan Xueshan and Arthur’s seats were next to each other, but they were half a meter apart, not too far or too close.

Yan Xueshan put on an expressionless iceberg face that made him suspect that he was synthesized by AI, and Arthur also had a serious face. The atmosphere between the two of them was inexplicably harmonious, but neither of them looked at each other, and there was a just right sense of distance.

Few of the netizens were listening carefully to the content of the press conference, and they were all discussing the two of them:

【What is the relationship between these two? It doesn’t look like they are familiar. 】

[“Blue Death” doesn’t seem to say his name, so in fact, he might really be an AI. 】

[But can AI participate in the competition? Isn’t it fair? 】

[Who will tell me, is the blue and red CP I knocked real? I thought he was fake, and he seemed to be real, I thought he was real, and he seemed to be fake again. 】

Immediately, the ashes turned out Arthur’s answer to the “mate selection question” when he was interviewed: black hair and black eyes, not too thin and indifferent on the surface.

Isn’t this just right!

It is referring to the man sitting beside him now!

But at the press conference, until now, the two have no communication.

Inevitably, it makes people uneasy and doubts about life:

[Although black hair and black eyes are rare, it doesn’t necessarily refer to this person, right? Actually, this description is quite broad. 】

[That was a video from many years ago, and it has long since been outdated. Maybe the two of them have broken up? 】

【fart! The Candle Dragon was only photographed circling the Artemis two months ago! 】

[That was also two months ago, maybe it was reconciled at the time, but now they broke up again? 】

[I think it’s because of love that I restrain myself. The more I care, the more I have to pretend that I don’t care. Good knock, good knock, really good knock, hee hee]

[Wow, I only say knock if there is interaction. Can you think of a way to knock without interaction? 】

[It’s all guesswork, maybe the two are just ordinary colleagues, what kind of tactical move is the circle. You CP fans can really make up their minds. 】

There are also cult speeches:

[Didn’t you find that Lan Ze has been watching Blue Death? Those eyes, tsk tsk tsk, are really hot. 】

[He’s making fun of a fart, it’s so greasy, it’s oily to me. 】

At this time.

The press conference proceeded to the reporter’s question-and-answer session.

With permission, participating reporters can send questions to the person being questioned, which will pop up on the light curtain in front of the teacher himself, and the teacher himself will choose the answer.

The voice just fell.

Yan Xueshan glanced at it, raised his head, and asked Lin Qi, “My system here is broken?”

Lynch came over to take a look and said, “It’s not bad, it’s because there are too many questions.”

The invitations he received here all exploded, filling the entire page, and Lynch helped him deal with it a little bit, which seemed a lot more refreshing.

Sitting across from him, Lan Ze was sitting on the spot, whistling to Yan Xueshan in a flirtatious manner: “Yo, big star.”

Yan Xueshan ignored him.

Arthur turned his eyes, glanced at Lan Ze, turned his pen, and tapped on the table.

Yan Xueshan asked for an interview invitation from a media that he felt was the most formal and serious: “Hello.”

A male reporter appeared on the light screen. He seemed to have won the first prize. He couldn’t hide his excitement, but he had to be calm. He flipped through his manual in a panic and said, “Thank you for accepting my interview. I I’m a reporter from Beidou Daily, and I’ve been in charge of reporting news about you over the years.”

Yan Xueshan nodded coldly: “Yes.”

No matter what he does, Yan Xueshan will take it seriously.

Even for an ordinary press conference, he came prepared.

After all, this is the first time to be interviewed.

Yan Xueshan had already done his homework. He asked the more experienced sniper Sergeant Critchens what he would usually ask. Critchens gave him a collection of questions, each of which he wrote professionally. Don’t get stuck and waste time.

Now that the book is in his hand, he opens the table of contents and prepares to find the corresponding answer according to the key words.

Then, Yan Xueshan heard the reporter specializing in military reports ask, “Excuse me, what is your relationship with Admiral Arthur? I mean, in private.”

Yan Xueshan: “?”

He looked down at the answers in his small notebook, troubled, there was no such problem.

Yan Xueshan raised his head again and said in a cold voice, “You are unprofessional about this question.”

The reporter looked ashamed: “Uh, yes, sorry.”

At this time.

Arthur, who was still looking for an interview beside him, noticed the movement and looked at him.

Then.

Yan Xueshan responded with a zhuangzheng attitude like that of foreign affairs, like “Since you asked, I will answer directly”, and said openly: “We are in love.”

Yan Xueshan thought for a while, and then added the definition:

“Love for the purpose of marriage.”

Admiral Arthur, who was still unsmiling, had the same expression on his face, still majestic and dignified, but all the people in the interstellar space saw his ears turn red all of a sudden.

Arthur loosened his tensed cheeks and stared at Yan Xueshan, his eyes seemed to be holding back the heat, but it was still sweet as if he could pull out candy, he said, “…how do you say it? Out?”

Yan Xueshan turned to look at him: “Can’t you say it? Is it illegal?”

Arthur: “No violation. Reasonable and legal.”

Arthur thought to himself, although this reporter arranged it by himself, and guessed that Yan Xueshan would answer like this, but he really couldn’t calm down when he heard him openly announce it in public.

He was content and everything was going according to his ideas.

He felt that after Yan Xueshan showed up today, his rivals in love would increase sharply again.

Originally, he planned to propose marriage in the finals, so it is better to directly disclose the news that the two of them are in love to the public, so as to avoid others coveting them.

Otherwise, Yan Xueshan is so dumb and always indifferent, and maybe something goes wrong.

Yan Xueshan said, “You answer your own interview.”

Arthur made an “oh” and turned his head away.

Anyway, now all the stars know that they are in love, and no one is more compatible with Yan Xueshan than him!

But for some reason, I was a little uneasy, so my ears were still pricked up, paying attention.

He couldn’t hear questions here, but he could hear Yan Xueshan speak.

Yan Xueshan listened to the next question, pondered for a moment, and said, “Yes.”

“We have been dating for nine months and twenty-three days. In addition to the time we have known each other, theoretically, it has far exceeded the average time spent on pre-marriage investigations.”

“I don’t know why he hasn’t proposed to me yet.”

Arthur: “?!”