Knowing that Fu Jingchen cared about the performance of the art troupe, they let him go without saying a word.
When he returned to the sidelines, it was already time for the game.
The female soldiers were divided into groups for the competition, and Jiang Yuman and Fu Haitang were assigned to two different groups.
The referee's counting sounds continued to be heard, most of which were eight or nine rings. Seeing that it was soon her turn, Jiang Yuman looked outside the training ground.
She didn't have the ability to find her lover at a glance like Fu Jingchen, so she looked for a long time before she saw the other person.
He was standing outside the court, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, tall and slender, like a green pine.
With just one glance, Jiang Yuman's originally uneasy heart calmed down.
Just at this moment the previous group retreated, and she stood at the shooting point.
At the same moment, Fu Haitang from another group also picked up a gun.
Ma Laosan came to Fu Jingchen and said, "Captain, how many rings do you think my sister-in-law can score this time?"
Fan Qiang patted his shoulder and said, "Need I say more? It must be ten rings."
As if to cater to his words,
As soon as he finished speaking, the referee's voice was heard on the training ground.
The people around were dazzled by the female soldiers standing in rows. There was only that figure in Fu Jingchen's field of vision.
She loaded the gun quickly, her eyes were determined, and her aiming skills were similar to those of both of them.
“Bang, bang, bang.”
There are three shots in total. After the shooting is completed, the referee runs to the target to confirm.
After confirming that the results are correct, start reporting:
"Tenth Master Tian Rong, nine rings, nine rings, eight rings."
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"Xin Yue from the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe, five rings, five rings, four rings."
"Art Troupe Jiang Yuman, ten rings, ten rings, ten rings."
"Fu Haitang from the Cultural Troupe, ten rings, ten rings, ten rings."
Two female soldiers scored ten rings in a row!
After the count was over, there was complete silence inside and outside the training ground.
Did they hear it right? When did the art troupe produce such talented people? Still two! This also means that there will be two gold medals in the shooting event for female soldiers!
In a competition like this, the only ones who could hit three ten-rings were from the art troupe... After everyone realized what was happening, they were excited!
Not to mention how excited Zheng Liujiang was, Su Wenzheng walked straight down the stage and headed straight for the training ground.
They are so excited, what about others?
The people from the art troupe had already rushed into the venue with tears in their eyes. Jiang Yuman and Fu Haitang had just taken off their gloves when they were knocked to the ground.
"Haitang, Teacher Yuman, you are the best, you are so awesome!" Wei Qing pounced on the two of them like an octopus, twisting around.
Others rushed to help them.
In short, everyone was beaming with joy and their excitement was evident in words.
Even Su Wenzheng, who rushed in with the gold medals, smiled. As she handed them to them, she said, "All ten rings, two gold medals! It makes our art troupe leader proud!"
Fu Haitang was holding her own gold medal, smiling innocently.
Jiang Yuman was thinking about him and looked back. Fu Jingchen stood at the entrance, smiling at her.
Looking at the gold medal in her hand and Fu Jingchen, for some reason, she felt an indescribable impulse in her heart.
Leaving the crowd, Jiang Yuman first walked quickly, then trotted, and came in front of Fu Jingchen.
One morning and one afternoon. Two similar people, in similar positions.
Eyes met.
Jiang Yuman used her hands to untie the rope on the medal and raised her eyebrows slightly at him.
Fu Jingchen understood, reached out to remove the branches that were stuck on her hair when she fell, and then leaned over -
Cooperated and put on the medal that belonged to her.
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