Chapter 270 Pei Jinwu: Tsk, you don't really think you can beat me, do you?
Cheating?
Should we retrace our steps?
Upon hearing what the animation class students said, the instructor who was compiling the grades frowned slightly.
Before the official competition, Pei Jinwu made a special trip to check his gun.
Although it was reassembled, the accuracy was only adjusted.
Shooting is a technical skill; if scores could be altered using instruments, wouldn't that create chaos?
"Yes, we request a rematch."
The holiday reward was dashed, and the animation students were all dissatisfied, their complaints growing louder and louder.
"If you're not strong enough, you resort to underhanded tactics?"
"The first shot missed the target, everyone saw it, it's obvious he's not skilled. And after adjusting the gun, he got a series of bullseyes? Who would believe that!"
“Pei Jinwu chose reassembled guns from beginning to end. There’s definitely something fishy about that gun.”
"Since she's so capable, why didn't you just recommend her to play from the beginning?"
"It must be the instructors of the 22nd Company. They were afraid of losing face, so they had Pei Jinwu pull this stunt."
"Let's start over! Let's start over!"
The animation class's commotion caused the second and third ranked companies to join in, creating chaos on the scene.
Inside the office building.
His subordinates held up binoculars and took in the entire scene before them.
Because the sound was so loud, it could be heard clearly.
Everyone was questioning Pei Jinwu's chances of getting first place, believing she couldn't score ten rings.
"Tsk tsk tsk."
The subordinate shook his head, a helpless expression on his face. He was speechless: "If they can't beat them, they resort to slander. These students are hopeless."
"..."
Black Fox's gaze was fixed on the little girl's face, wanting to see how she would react.
"Sure."
Just then, Pei Jinwu's voice rang out: "Here's my gun, give me yours."
"but……"
The girl paused for two seconds, then continued, "If I win, you'll have to pay the price."
"cost?"
Upon hearing the noise, the shouting boy paused for a moment, then a contemptuous sneer appeared on his lips.
"Of course." Pei Jinwu's gaze was sharp, and although his tone was calm, his gloomy expression betrayed his extreme dissatisfaction. "You can slander people with nothing but empty words without paying a price?"
"..."
The boy was speechless and looked disgusted.
"Dare not?" Pei Jinwu glanced at him and sneered.
"What price?"
Provoked by this, the boy, who was very concerned about his image, retorted.
I started learning to shoot at the age of three and studied for a full fifteen years.
Having participated in numerous national shooting competitions, how could he possibly lose?
“You lost. You have to stand there, grab a megaphone, and shout ‘I was wrong’ three times.” Pei Jinwu gestured with his chin toward the podium.
What if you lose?
The boy was unconvinced and immediately retorted.
She lost?
Pei Jinwu was amused by this remark, tossed the modified gun to the other party, and raised an eyebrow: "Since you've won, you're at my beck and call."
"..."
The boy was knocked back several steps by the gun that was suddenly thrown at him, and almost lost his balance.
"You guys aren't convinced either, are you?" Pei Jinwu glanced at the "second and third place" who had just been shouting, and said casually, "So, how about a challenge?"
"..."
The second and third place winners exchanged a glance, but neither of them said a word.
Even if they competed again, their scores still wouldn't surpass the first place.
Even if you lose... you still have to use a megaphone to shout "I was wrong".
This is entirely beneficial to them, so why should they participate?!
I was just itching to chime in, so I joined in.
"Don't waste time, let's begin."
Pei Jinwu stepped forward, held out her hand to the boy, and murmured, "Gun."
Let's finish this quickly so that Luo can go buy milk tea.
I haven't had it for a few days.
I'm so hungry!
"..."
The boy glanced at Pei Jinwu, remained silent for a few seconds, then turned to get his gun.
Then, in a location where people couldn't see him, he deliberately tugged at the gun's sight.
Tsk.
Pei Jinwu happened to see this and a soft laugh escaped her throat.
What the heck?
She really made me laugh.
Pei Jinwu took it and hooked her arm around it as they walked towards the shooting platform.
The two agreed to a rematch, which would only take about ten minutes.
The instructor thought about it and had no choice but to agree.
Fearing that his mindset would be affected, the boy insisted on starting.
"OK."
Pei Jinwu didn't say much and plopped down on the chair next to him.
"Bang bang bang—"
The boy fired each shot very cautiously, taking five minutes to finish.
The three shots were: 8 rings, 8 rings, and 7 rings.
His results were better than before.
"Your turn." The boy breathed a sigh of relief and looked proudly at Pei Jinwu.
He had deliberately tilted the scope of the gun, not believing that Pei Jinwu could still get a perfect score with a defective gun.
"..."
Pei Jinwu stood up and walked straight to the firing position.
"If you admit your mistake now and give up the extra round, and faint like Shen Yunrou, I will cooperate with you and won't do anything to you."
The boy said confidently.
After all, Pei Jinwu was the top scorer in the college entrance examination, and she was also good-looking...
It's fine to show some gentlemanly spirit.
"?"
Upon hearing this, Pei Jinwu turned her head slightly, a cold glint flashing in her eyes, and said expressionlessly, "The bullet missed its mark just now, didn't it?"
"What?"
The man was slightly taken aback, not quite understanding.
"I think it's crooked." Pei Jinwu raised the corner of her mouth and said slowly, "Otherwise, why do you talk like an idiot?"
"you--"
Knowing he had been insulted, the boy clenched his fists, took a step forward, and looked menacing.
If we weren't on the training ground, we would have dealt with her long ago.
"You better win." The boy said coldly, walking angrily to the side.
The target was rearranged.
Pei Jinwu did not raise her gun directly, but instead said to the instructor, "Shall we change the target practice to moving targets?"
"What?"
The instructor almost thought he had misheard.
Moving target?
Are you kidding me?
Only highly experienced soldiers can use moving targets.
"A moving target," Pei Jinwu repeated solemnly, "isn't it because some people don't believe I can hit a bullseye? You can't cheat with a moving target, can you?"
"???"
The boy next to him, upon hearing the words "moving target," questioned the meaning of life.
If he were to go up on a moving target, he probably wouldn't even be able to reach it.
How dare Pei Jinwu speak so arrogantly?
You're really daring!
"Okay." The instructor touched his nose, mainly because he also wanted to see where this little girl's potential lay.
His previous obstacle course performance was exceptional; if he could also hit the moving target well…
The key point is that he's also smart.
Such outstanding individuals might be noticed by the country and given priority for development.
"Change to a moving target."
As the instructor's command rang out, the other students on the scene craned their necks and looked at Pei Jinwu in disbelief.
Wow.
Moving target?
They had only seen this style of play on television.
Is Pei Jinwu really that amazing?
The moving target is ready.
Pei Jinwu raised his gun and, without the slightest hesitation, fired three shots: bang, bang, bang.
Three seconds, and it was over in a flash.
"Did you hit it? Did you hit it?!"
The boy looked at the instructor next to him and anxiously pressed for an answer.
The moving target was fast, and Pei Jinwu fired his gun very quickly as well.
He only saw three wisps of smoke drift by, unable to see the target clearly.
The other students also craned their necks, able to answer.
This is a moving target.
Let alone a bullseye, Pei Jinwu can hit the target, and they all admire him.
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