Chapter 540: Live Competition, Arrogant and Dramatic (Part 1)
The word "stable" coming from Liu Jinzhong's mouth is already a high evaluation.
Jiang Fuyue continued to read.
In ten rounds, this man seized the bull's eye every time, forcing the opponent to sweat profusely and his hands began to tremble.
at last--
"Lao Yao, you lose."
"Yan Zhixing, are you a mouse?" This guy is really good at "digging holes", damn...
"I'll leave you with the underwear of everyone in our dorm for this month."
Old Yao's face darkened.
The whole audience burst into laughter.
"Huh? Uncle Liu is coming--" Someone with sharp eyes spotted Liu Jinzhong.
A group of people came forward to say hello.
"Good morning, Uncle Liu."
"Will you personally supervise our training today?"
“…”
From the buzz of conversation, it was clear that he had a good relationship with Liu Jinzhong.
Of course, some people also noticed Jiang Fuyue, who was dressed neatly in a denim jacket and tight pants, with a baseball cap covering half of her face, giving her a very mysterious look.
However, these are not the most important things. The most important thing is the positions of her and Liu Jinzhong. She naturally took a step forward, while Uncle Liu voluntarily fell behind by half an centimeter.
This is quite subtle.
Everyone couldn't help but speculate about her identity.
But Liu Jinzhong had no intention of telling.
At this time, the statistical results came out, Yan Zhixing hit ten rings out of ten, crushing Lao Yao with absolute advantage.
"Okay, I give up. It's just a month of that thing, right? I'll take it all!"
"Brother Yao is awesome!"
“This time, they really spared no expense.”
Yan Zhixing's eyebrows lit up.
It is said that a man remains a young man until he dies, not to mention that he is a young man to begin with, full of vigor and vitality.
Suddenly, "I'll play a game with you."
All eyes immediately fell on Jiang Fuyue.
Yan Zhixing also looked at her openly.
A woman?
And a skinny woman with slender limbs wants to "play" with him?
Well!
If it wasn't such an occasion, he would have almost thought of something wrong.
"you?"
Jiang Fuyue stepped forward: "Why, you don't dare?"
Yan Zhixing scoffed twice: "Me? I wouldn't dare?" Then, his smile suddenly faded, "Are you kidding me?"
Five minutes later, two figures stood upright in front of two shooting platforms side by side.
The man was tall, with broad shoulders, a strong waist and narrow hips, and his eyes were sharp at this moment.
The woman had slender limbs and a waist so small that it could hardly be held in one hand. She stood casually in front of the stage, exuding a sense of coolness.
Yan Zhixing handed her the transparent mask.
Jiang Fuyue waved her hand: "No, thank you."
"Are you sure?" The recoil of the thing in his hand is extremely strong.
"Let's get started."
Yan Zhixing shrugged and took off his mask. This woman is quite arrogant.
It doesn’t matter, I’ll let her know how powerful I am soon!
"Simultaneously, or sequentially?"
The simultaneous shooting game was just like the one he and Lao Yao had just played.
If we rank them in order, it's still the same target, but there are certain risks involved.
If the person who goes up first hits the target with all ten shots, he may miss the bull's eye.
The latter person had no intention of fighting anymore and could only admit defeat.
Yan Zhixing thought the other party would choose to shoot together, but unexpectedly she chose to shoot one after the other.
So the question is -
"Who goes first and who goes second?"
Jiang Fuyue: "All is fine."
The man laughed. This woman was not only arrogant, but also had a problem with her brain. How dare she say such things after watching the game between him and Lao Yao?
It's all OK...
OK! Then he didn't have to be polite: "I'll go first, and don't say I bullied you later."
Jiang Fuyue smiled and stepped back, giving him the entire shooting range: "Please."
Yan Zhixing assembled it quickly, then raised his hand, aimed, and fired ten shots in a row without any pause in between. The whole process was smooth and efficient.
Jiang Fuyue stood beside him, watching his every step clearly, and couldn't help but look at him with admiration.
The last shot had left the bull's eye charred black, with white smoke emitting from it. A large hole had been burned out, leaving only a red edge.
"Damn it—Brother Yan is awesome!"
"Ten hits and the target is gone."
"It seems that Lao Yao deserved to lose."
"No... the bull's eye is already hollow, what's the point of competing? I'm sure to win!"
"Uh! Are we being a bit of a bully? She's just a delicate little girl..."
"Brother, don't be so stubborn. Don't forget that we are all Brother Yan's people!"
“Yes, yes, yes…”
"Is the beauty going to cry?"
"Uh! I can't see it. The brim of my hat is blocking it."
"Hey, why did she get up there? Is she really going to compete? Punch the air?"
Jiang Fuyue walked to the front of the stage, and right in front of him was the target that had been pierced by ten bullets.
Yan Zhixing wiped his hands and shrugged provocatively: "Oh my! I'm so sorry, I was a little rough."
Jiang Fuyue said calmly, "Not bad."
Yan Zhixing: “?”
Where did Sister Ao come from? You won’t cry until you see the coffin?
"Okay, please." He raised his hand.
Jiang Fuyue didn't hesitate and walked straight to the front of the stage, lowering his head to assemble.
She was very fast and also had a certain beauty to her. Her slender white fingers brushed across the barrel of the gun, then to the magazine. The moment she was done, her hand clenched and raised.
She just leaned slightly to the side, but didn't take aim. Bang, bang, bang—
Ten quick shots!
"No...she really hit it? The bull's eye is gone."
"Is it just a gesture? As the saying goes, it's better to lose the battle than the person!"
Just as he finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly arose.
"Shit! He really hit me!"
"What's going on? Did you see clearly?"
"What a fast speed! It feels even faster than Brother Yan!"
"Is this true?"
"Why didn't I see her aim?"
"You're not alone, and I didn't see it."
"A random fight?"
“It’s hard to say!”
"Wait for the chute to deliver the target, and then you'll see the result."
“…”
Jiang Fuyue finished and turned to leave the stage.
Just then the chute started moving, bringing the target from far to near before everyone's eyes. "How is it? What's the result?"
Suddenly, there was a gasp.
"Hiss! Is it still possible?"
"I've seen it, I've seen it..."
"This is a true master!"
Yan Zhixing was standing a little far away and didn't see the target immediately. Hearing the discussions around him, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, pushed through the crowd and walked forward. The next second, his eyes suddenly widened -
The opponent's ten shots just hit the red edge line of the bull's eye. One point more and it would have missed, and one point less and it would have missed, but it happened to be damned perfect!
this……
He suddenly turned around and looked at Jiang Fuyue, with both scrutiny and fear in his eyes.
In response, Jiang Fuyue simply curled her lips.
Yan Zhixing's expression changed slightly.
He went to see Liu Jinzhong again, wanting to ask about this man's background.
But the latter half closed his eyelids and did not give any response.
At this time, everyone has started discussing -
"She didn't use a mask?"
"Yes, I went straight in, only wearing earplugs."
"This recoil control is amazing."
"Just now I almost thought that little arm was going to break and be a bloody mess, but in the end it was fine and stood as steady as a rock."
"By the way, who is this girl? Is she a new coach?"
Camp A also has female coaches who are not only beautiful and have good figures, but also very capable.
"I don't know. You'll have to ask Uncle Liu."
"Who will ask?"
"Why are you pushing me? If you want to go, go ahead. I won't get involved!"
Everyone started to speculate about Jiang Fuyue's identity.
Until she and Liu Jinzhong left, they still didn't get a definite answer.
"Just leave like that?"
"My goodness, I'm a little confused right now... What's going on?"
"Hehe..." Lao Yao came forward and grabbed Yan Zhixing's shoulders. "Brother, look, I lose once, and you lose once. How about we save ourselves the trouble of washing... or something like that?"
Yan Zhixing turned to look at him, with a forced smile: "You wish, it's two different things."
"Hey! You lost too, why isn't there any punishment?"
"If it's not discussed beforehand, then there's no punishment."
"Huh? Not as good as you..."
"Alright, let's go, it's almost time to go back to the training ground."
The crowd dispersed.
I originally thought it was just a minor incident and no one took it seriously.
But after the noon training——
"Yan Zhixing! Come out for a moment, Uncle Liu is looking for you!"
"Okay." Yan Zhixing took off his sweaty vest and put on a clean one.
After leaving the dormitory, an electric car specially for picking people up was parked at the door.
Old Yao was already in the car, waving at him.
Yan Zhixing sat firmly in his seat as the car slowly crossed the lawn and drove towards a small white building.
Lao Yao: "Uncle Liu is looking for you?"
Yan Zhixing nodded: "Yeah. What about you?"
"Me too! What on earth do you think they're calling us about? Are you going to punish me for what happened at the shooting range this morning?"
"have no idea."
Soon, the car stopped.
The two men came down, entered the building, and pushed open the door of one of the rooms.
"Uncle Liu——"
The two men walked in with their eyes lowered, calling out to people respectfully.
"Yes. The main reason I'm looking for you today is..."
As Liu Jinzhong spoke, they listened and couldn't help but look up and look behind the desk.
Suddenly his sight was stunned.
I saw that the person sitting on the office chair was not Liu Jinzhong, but a young girl.
Liu Jinzhong could only stand behind her, his eyes respectful, just like the two of them.
First update, 3,000 words.
The second update will be around 9:30, so pay attention to the left and right. It may not be exactly right, but it won't be too far off.
(End of this chapter)
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