The water in the large water tank was full. Song Yun added a little low-grade nutrient solution into it, but did not dare to add more, for fear that it would grow too fast after watering.
Despite this, the growth of the rock mulberry flower was surprising enough, but the Song family didn't think much about it and just thought it was the characteristic of this medicinal herb.
A week passed in a blink of an eye. Ziyi and Shuting got up early, took the things prepared by their family, and rushed to the military academy excitedly.
After registering at the gate and waiting for ten minutes, Qi Monan ran out to pick them up.
"Your sister said you would come today, and you're exactly on time."
Song Ziyi was curious, "Brother Mo Nan, where is my sister? Why didn't she come to pick us up?"
"Your sister is at the shooting range and can't leave right now, so she asked me to come and take you in first."
When Song Ziyi heard about the shooting range, he became excited and asked, "Can we go to the shooting range and take a look?"
Qi Mo Nan thought about it and nodded, "Okay, I'll tell the instructor."
When the instructor heard that Song Yun’s two younger brothers wanted to visit the shooting range, he agreed without hesitation.
Song Yun is so talented, how could her two younger brothers be any worse? They might be good talents too.
Not only did he agree to let Qi Mo Nan take the two boys across, he also put down what he was doing and followed him to the shooting range.
When Song Ziyi and Qie Shuting arrived at the shooting range, they could hear people gasping and exclaiming from afar.
"Comrade Song's shooting skills are just as good as ever. I've watched her in so many matches, and I've never seen her hit a shot off-center. She gets full marks every time."
“Comparing yourself to others makes you feel nauseous!”
"Didn't you ask for advice last time? What did she say?"
"Practice, what can I say? She said some of her accuracy is natural, but most of it is practice."
"What about methods? Her training methods must be different from ours."
"I don't know. Anyway, I haven't seen her train in any other way. She's always been the same as us."
While watching Song Yun shooting, several people were talking in low voices and did not notice that Qi Mo Nan and the two boys were walking behind them.
Qi Mo Nan coughed dryly, and several people turned around at the same time. Seeing that it was Qi Mo Nan, they were about to greet him, but then they saw the two boys behind him. Their eyes lit up, "Are these Comrade Song's two younger brothers?" Earlier, Song Yun asked Qi Mo Nan to help answer his younger brother's words, and many people heard it.
Qi Monan nodded, "Yes, has Song Yun finished fighting?"
"Not yet, it's almost time, the last round."
Song Ziyi and Qie Shuting moved forward to take a look and saw their sister standing behind a wooden table, shooting with a gun. There were some bullets on the table.
As the gunfire stopped, Song Yun put down the gun in his hand, pulled off his earmuffs, nodded to the people around him, turned and walked towards them.
Song Ziyi heard the counting sound, "Ten rings, ten rings, ten rings——"
"Sister!" Song Ziyi raised her hand.
Song Yun smiled, waved to Ziyi, and then quickened her pace.
"Here I am! Have you been waiting long?" Song Yun asked.
Ziyi shook his head, "No, we just arrived too."
Shu Ting came over and said, "Sister, can we try target shooting?" Ever since he followed Zi Yi to practice throwing stones, he felt that his accuracy was now terrifyingly good. Naturally, he didn't want to miss the chance to touch the real thing.
Song Yun hesitated.
It’s not about discipline or anything like that. You can apply for it. If it’s approved, then go for it. If it’s not approved, then forget it.
She was afraid that the two little ones would be scared.
The recoil of a gun is no joke. Ziyi should be fine, after all, he's been practicing for years and now has internal energy, so the recoil won't affect him. But Shuting, being a weak scholar, might not be able to withstand it.
However, before Song Yun could refuse, the instructor's voice came first, "If the two boys want to try, let them try. Maybe there are two more good seedlings like you."
Song Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Instructor Yu, they are still in school."
"What's wrong with going to school? You'll graduate sooner or later."
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