Did they hear it right? Missing target! Ninety rings! Can these two words exist at the same time?
Doesn't this mean that all the nine shots in front of Fu Jingchen were ten rings?
Realizing this, not to mention everyone else, even the Shenfeng Battalion was stunned.
After they realized what was happening, they grabbed the fence and cheered. If they hadn't been concerned about the reputation of the Shenfeng Battalion, they might have climbed down directly.
In contrast, the Tenth Division's members changed their previous smug look and looked at the field with pale faces and disbelief.
"Didn't they say that their battalion commander's best score was ninety rings?" someone whispered.
Before, Fu Jingchen's best result in hitting ten targets was ninety rings. This time he only hit nine targets, so why was it still ninety rings?
"It is indeed ninety rings," Fan Qiang has good hearing and smiled leisurely after hearing this, "It doesn't need to be too many rings, just enough is fine."
It is extremely harmful and insulting.
The Tenth Master was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He said with his neck stiff, "Isn't the number of hits counted in moving target shooting? The number of rings should be ranked after the number of targets hit."
"The rules of the military competition, you, the Tenth Division, still want to go back on your word? Why are you so unwilling to lose?"
Mr. Ma frowned at first, then he suddenly realized, "Oh, I see, you think the only thing missing is to get second place, not first place."
All the Tenth Master: “…”
How could they know that the words they spoke could turn into a knife stabbing them in the blink of an eye?
But then again, just because they said the missing No. 2 was very powerful, did the commander of the Shenfeng Battalion have to let them see the missing No. 1?
What is the grudge between the two sides? Is it necessary to be so humiliating?
They were full of doubts and felt aggrieved, while Jiang Yuman on the other side felt helpless and amused.
In the previous match, Chu Wenzhou had already lost face, but he didn't expect that he would lose even more face in the next match...
Looking at the figure with his back to her in the arena, thinking of his rare childish yet competitive side, Jiang Yuman actually tasted a faint sweetness from it.
But at this moment, Fu Haitang turned around to join in the fun, "Sister-in-law, are you no longer angry now?"
As she spoke, she blinked and looked teasing.
Jiang Yuman raised her head slightly, and her smiling eyes told her the answer.
Everyone was having a good time, but Mo Hai and Commander Xu were not so happy.
Commander Xu was so overwhelmed by the fact that the 22nd Division won the game in such a way that he turned around and returned to the rostrum.
On the rostrum, Mo Hai's face turned pale, while Zheng Liujiang sighed in a series of sighs.
"When did Jingchen, this kid, improve so fast? He scored nine ten-rings in moving target shooting. It's amazing, amazing!"
Mo Hai snorted, clearly showing his dissatisfaction.
Zheng Liujiang had been annoyed with him for a long time, so he took the opportunity to say, "But you need to change your carelessness. You see, the last shot actually missed the target!"
As he spoke, he clapped his hands, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, luckily the second place was eighty-nine rings, otherwise there would be no way we would win!"
Wei Liao: “…….”
"Zheng Liujiang," Mo Hai felt a surge of blood rushing to his forehead, and he stood up from his seat in an instant, "Don't take advantage of me here, I think the Shenfeng Battalion has been greatly influenced by you! You even dared to miss the target on purpose."
Zheng Liujiang smiled playfully, "Just tell me whether you won or not?"
Mo Hai was so angry that he covered his chest.
The commander's guard soon came over with the medals, but he turned his head away and didn't look. The second medal still went to Commander Xu.
Zheng Liujiang personally took the gold medal and looked at it back and forth. After testing Mo Hai's edge of collapse enough, he left the rostrum, walked into the shooting range in person, and handed the medal to Fu Jingchen.
Seeing the commander had passed by, Jiang Yuman and Fu Haitang waited there.
On the other side,
Chu Wenzhou put his coat on his shoulders, left the shooting range, and went straight to the office.
Commander Xu was sitting there waiting for him. Chu Wenzhou seemed to be unable to see his gloomy expression and sat directly opposite him.
Both of them had gloomy faces.
After a moment, Commander Xu placed the silver medal in front of Chu Wenzhou.
"It's not a gold medal, what's so rare about it?" Chu Wenzhou said with disdain.
Commander Xu crossed his hands on the table and said, "It's good that you got the silver medal. Don't go back with a gloomy face."
Chu Wenzhou knew that he didn't want to make his parents worry, but he couldn't get over the pain in his heart.
"Uncle, what's going on with Fu Jingchen?" He couldn't help but said, "I have trained hard enough. Others are not my opponents. Why is he..."
His self-esteem did not allow him to say the word "crush", but the meaning he wanted to express was already quite obvious.
Commander Xu glanced at him and said, "Come down and practice well. The reason lies with you."
"What's wrong with me? I heard from others that his wife and younger sister are both gold medalists. This family has a talent for shooting..."
"Okay, if you have nothing else to do, just go quickly." Commander Xu got a headache when he heard him mention Jiang Yuman, and he pinched his temples to chase him away.
Chu Wenzhou stood up with the silver medal in his hand. Before leaving, he seemed to be hesitant to speak, as he really wanted to ask about the person he was looking for.
But seeing that his uncle had a frown on his face, he didn't want to offend him in this situation, so he went reluctantly.
As soon as he left, Commander Xu was the only one left sitting in the office.
Replaying the first round of the military district competition, the 22nd Division really crushed the 10th Division and stole the limelight. The most talked-about family was undoubtedly the Fu family.
Didn't you see how proud Zheng Liujiang is?
Thinking of Jiang Yuman's identity, although Commander Xu's mind was in a mess, he still had a clear idea.
Even if her performance in the military competition was ordinary, she should not reveal her identity first. Besides, he did not check whether the heirloom was with her.
Wait a little longer.
Just as he thought of this, the sound of footsteps at the office door interrupted his thoughts.
Ji Fangshu walked in and looked to the right, "Is Wenzhou gone?"
Commander Xu said, "I'm not satisfied with the shooting performance."
Fu Jingchen is so powerful. To be honest, if it weren't for his father's identity, he would really like to recognize his niece and recruit this young man.
However, Commander Xu just kept these words in his heart, and Ji Fangshu naturally knew nothing about it.
She talked with her husband for a while, went to the cafeteria to eat, and then hurried to the art troupe with Wenxin.
There is a practice room allocated to the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe.
When the two of them walked into the art troupe, they happened to see Jiang Yuman and Zhuang Wanbai coming from the other side.
Xiaoyi was taken care of by Zhuang Wanbai and finally returned to his mother's arms. At this time, he was chewing the medal very enthusiastically.
Looking at this scene, Wen Xin was the first to retract his gaze and walked into the practice room.
Jiang Yuman is a big hit at the shooting range, but later she will suffer a big setback at the performance.
An excellent screenwriter relies on the quality of the script, not on who is pretty or how accurate their shooting skills are.
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