Rekindle 2003

Chapter 907: Okay, little brat, you are awesome

Xiao Ya had to say that the feeling just now made her feel as if she was back to that night.

But what made her slightly dissatisfied at the moment was that she couldn't rely completely on the little boy's arms like she did that night, as if she had no bones.

Qing Yun asked again in frustration. Sister Xiao Ya rolled her eyes at him, said a string of numbers and letters, and then asked him to open the photo album.

Emperor Yun exclaimed, "Wow, this 25-digit password has no pattern..."

And they are two different 25-digit passwords!

Unlock the screen once and open the folder once.

How did this woman remember it!
Xiao Ya's mouth twitched, and a smug smile appeared on her face, "Windows serial number."

Upon hearing this, Qing Yun could only give a thumbs up.

There is no way two.

He did not dare to relax his grip on Xiao Ya's hands.

Especially now.

Yun Di estimated that it might not be a beating later. Sister Xiaoya might be so angry that she would make him unable to get out of bed for three to five days.

He had to put out the fire, so he worked even harder at the comforting work.

But when he opened the photo album, he was still stunned.

He saw a photo of himself with the terrace of the Lalu Hotel in the background, and a gun pointed at the back of his head.

It’s just that the angle of this photo is very strange.

It's like someone was standing opposite him and taking the photo.

Yundi’s CPU was so dry that it was smoking.

His opposite?

Opposite him was a glass railing, and there was a ghostly figure!

A little further away is the water of Sun Moon Lake. And since there were no drones in that era, it was impossible for people to take pictures while standing in the air!
If it were a little further...

Emperor Yun's pupils suddenly shrank, and he understood that this was taken on the opposite mountain.

I checked the size of the image with my finger: 25MB, 12-bit Nikon Raw format.

Qing Yun was secretly shocked.

Fortunately, this is a PDA with a GB-level memory card, so I can store as many pictures as I want.

If it were an ordinary mobile phone at that time, a picture of this size would only be enough to fit one.

So, the question is, who would be on the opposite mountain and take a picture of him with a camera?

He curled his lips and said, "It's just that there is a sniper team on the other side. What's the use of it?"

This surprised Xiao Ya, and she looked at him in confusion, "How do you know? Did you guess or infer it?"

There is a big difference between the two...

Because there is a pit here.

Xiao Ya's fox eyes looked as if she had seen a ghost. At this moment, Emperor Yun chuckled, "I deduced this. Isn't it obvious?"

Xiao Ya took a deep breath and said, "Look carefully, this photo was taken with a camera. The mountain is at least 800 meters away from the terrace!"

Qing Yun smiled and said, "It's definitely not possible with an ordinary camera lens, but... don't forget that your man is a genius student."

Xiao Ya rolled her eyes at him.

'Your man'

How shameless!

However, just as she rolled her eyes and was about to complain, Qing Yun caught a hint of shyness and relaxation in her eyes. He leaned over and grabbed her lower lip.

Opportunities for war are always fleeting.

And Emperor Yun, of course, cannot be missed.

To conquer Sister Xiaoya, we must catch her off guard.

This opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. With this woman's fighting power, I will never have such an opportunity again.

Her fox eyes widened, and she was shocked by Qingyun's sudden action.

good good!
fart boy!
Do you really think my sister has no power to fight back? !
When Qingyun was immersed in this kiss, she turned her right wrist, pointed the nails of her thumb and index finger at the tender flesh of Qingyun's wrist, and pinched it hard.

Only a tiny bit of flesh was lifted, but the pain was enough for Qingyun to unbearably let go.

Xiao Ya thought that she could get rid of Qing Yun's control in this way, but Emperor Yun did not retreat.

Instead, he kissed her even more passionately.

He withdrew his hand and directly pushed open her shirt, greeting the two little white rabbits.

How could Xiao Ya stand such teasing? Moreover, the charm from before had not completely faded away, but came back again.

The feeling is stronger.

At first, Xiao Ya tried to maintain a bit of reserve and acted in a resistance manner.

But she soon became addicted to the passion.

She wanted to push him away with her hands, but under his kiss, her resistance gradually became powerless.

She pinched his ears angrily with both hands, and Xiao Ya helplessly put her arms around his neck.

Anyway...her first kiss had already been taken away by him that night at Shang K.

Now, she just wanted to immerse herself in this kiss and forget all her troubles and worries.

There was no way. Hyperthymesia made her brain like a never-stopping video recorder, constantly recording and replaying every moment, and she could not choose to forget on her own.

So, whenever she wanted, she would recall everything in Shang K every day.

The feeling is indeed stronger than the memory.

The kiss between the two lasted for a long time until it became difficult to breathe.

When they finally separated, Xiao Ya had a satisfied smile on her face, while Qing Yun had a smug look on his face.

Seeing this, Sister Xiaoya gave him a glare, and then angrily pulled his acacia beans. Emperor Yun felt pain, numbness, and a ho-ho-ho sound came out of his throat.

But he is not a pushover either. He will give someone a taste of his own medicine.

Xiao Ya groaned and punched him on the back.

Qing Yun, who was thick-skinned and tough, didn't care about it at all and just lowered his head and sucked it.

Her pair of fox eyes were full of shame and anger, but she could only hold tightly the hateful head in front of her.

After a while, the two of them lay down on the chairs, gasping for breath.

Xiao Ya was helpless as she watched the wretched little brat snatch away her panties and lay them out in the air-conditioning vent to dry them.

After rolling her eyes at him, she quickly took back the panties and stuffed them into her bag.

This guy is really creative!

It will be here soon, how can I possibly blow it dry!
Xiao Ya, who had finally tidied up her clothes, didn't know how to face this bitch and could only change the subject.

"How did you know that the person on the other side was a sniper?"

She was indeed curious about this question.

Guess, you can guess it.

But sure...she felt like that was just bragging.

Qingyun held Sister Xiaoya, who had no bones in her body, in his arms, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He picked up Xiao Ya's phone and pulled out the calculator while saying,

“It’s simple, a telephoto lens can’t do this at such a long distance.

There are two calculation formulas for the focal length of the lens, the field of view, and the distance from the lens to the object being photographed. One is based on the image width of the object on the CCD target surface, and the other is based on the imaging height.

I am very aware of my own height.

Let's first assume that a common 300mm telephoto lens is used.

According to the formula f=hL/H, if the image height h is 30mm, my height is 1.93m, and the focal length of the lens is f300mm, then L=fH/h=300*1930/30=19300mm=19.3m. The magnification of Nikon is 1.5, so the zoom equivalent is 19.3*1.5=28.95 meters.

That is, if I want to make my portrait in this photo about the size of 3 centimeters high, the shooting distance will not exceed 30 meters.

So, at a distance of about 900 meters, what focal length of a telephoto lens is needed to capture this close-up photo?

9000mm?

Canon White Rabbit, telephoto focal length 400mm, lens diameter 94mm. If it is changed to 9000mm focal length, the lens diameter needs to be 2115mm?

A 2.1m lens?

How can you let it take photos secretly? It can't be kept secret with its strength.

And Sister Xiaoya, that's not called a lens anymore, it should be called the Armstrong Cyclotron Jet Armstrong Cannon!"

Xiao Ya was stunned for a moment when she heard this. "What the hell? What kind of gun is that?"

Emperor Yun blinked his eyes and waved his hands, "The World-Destroying Cannon, it's from a comic book. You haven't seen it. I just heard about it from Qianying."

He was embarrassed to say that Gintama had not started serialization yet, so he quickly made up a story to cover it up.

Xiao Ya didn't care when she heard that. Comics...she really hadn't read them much since she was a child. As soon as she heard the name, she knew it was a product of Sakura.

It is said that it was the Armstrong cannon that blew open the door to the Edo period. Given the personality of the Sakura people, they are indeed capable of turning the thing that defeated them into a myth.

She also knew that Tang Qianying was a big fan of comics, and her office was filled with figures and the like.

Seeing that she did not ask further questions, Qingyun quickly said,

“You know, the caliber of the Little David gun is only 0.91 meters, and our conscienceless gun is only 0.8 meters in diameter.

So, I'm sure this was not taken by a camera lens.

But this photo is indeed in the format of a Nikon camera, so there is only one way...

The camera is connected to an external telescope via a bayonet.

Or it is called a photographic telescope, which is generally used by the military, and is the one used by the man next to the sniper.

So isn’t the answer obvious?”

This reasoning process shocked Xiao Ya.

She originally thought that this was just his blind guess, but she didn't expect that the little brat could deduce the source of the photo so accurately through a series of calculations and logical analysis.

Her eyes revealed an unconcealable surprise and...admiration.

"How do you...how do you know so much, little brat?"

There was a slight tremor in Xiao Ya's voice. She had never thought that Qing Yun's observation and reasoning abilities were so outstanding.

And the most terrifying thing is his mental arithmetic ability!

As a hidden academic master, Xiao Ya understands what strength is more clearly than ordinary people.

When explaining to her, Qingyun used a calculator to present the data to her step by step.

But it only took a few seconds for him to figure it out?
You can tell something is wrong instantly.

This insane sense of numbers...

Qing Yun smiled slightly, with a gleam of pride in her eyes, “This is the power of the God of Learning, Sister Xiaoya.

Nothing in this world can escape my eyes."

You still dare to call yourself a little brat?

Ha ha!

One day she will scream in horror, "Slow down! It's too big!"

Xiao Ya rolled her eyes. She was accustomed to Qing Yun's narcissism, but in her heart she had to admit that this man did have extraordinary wisdom and insight.

"Well, little brat, you're awesome."

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(End of this chapter)