Chapter 514 Whom Do They Look Down On? Master Ying [1st Update]
On the training field, all the reserve team members' eyes were focused on the girl.
With curiosity, scrutiny, and a touch of inquiry.
The target practice of the "One Line Team" is very different; it is much more difficult than the training in the military.
Of course, these prospective members were unaware that their target practice training came partly from IBI training for individual agents and partly from competitions among sharpshooters.
Even the second captain, who was a formal member, only managed to hit the bullseye eight out of ten times during target practice, with six of those eight shots being perfect scores.
This achievement is already quite outstanding among ordinary fighters.
If you can hit the bullseye eight or more times, you can be on the list of top marksmen.
This was the first time the reserve team members had handled a gun in the first-string squad.
For a while, they were doing physical training.
The Seventh Special District is only open to official members.
Ying Zijing weighed the gun in her hand, twirled it a few times, and then turned to face the target.
She didn't even look at it; instead, she raised her right hand, aimed at the target in the distance, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang, bang, bang—"
The ten shots were fired in rapid succession, without any pause in between.
The reserve team members in the first row could clearly see that the girl's wrist holding the gun didn't even tremble, let alone be thrown away by the recoil after the shot was fired.
She was very calm, so calm that she was indifferent to everything.
After all ten shots were fired, the score for each shot was immediately displayed on the screen hanging on the right front.
Ten shots added together, and it's exactly 100 rings.
At this moment, all the reserve team members' expressions changed, and they put away their previous scrutiny.
"Holy crap, Captain Ning, this girl's got some skills." The reserve team member spoke up again, exclaiming in amazement, "100 rings out of 10 shots, at least half of us here can't achieve that score."
But he's confident he can still do it on the Fifth Ring Road.
Today's training was far too easy.
However, this further confirms the reserve player's idea.
A girl who's so good at shooting must be quite skilled in martial arts as well; she must be very unattractive.
He still prefers women like Yan Anhe—well-educated, gentle, virtuous, and the most beautiful girl at the Imperial University.
Just as the reserve team members were getting ready to go on the field, the third team captain brought over a black blindfold, the kind that completely blocks out the light, and respectfully handed it to the girl.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ying Zijing accepted the black eye patch.
This time, Ning Yuze's eyes widened slightly.
Beside her, the reserve team members were all taken aback: "She wouldn't be going to..."
After putting on the blindfold, Ying Zijing picked up the gun again.
As before, ten shots were fired in quick succession.
But the difference is that the target is moving.
Each "bang" was like a thunderclap exploding in the ears of the reserve team members.
After ten shots, the scores for the second round were displayed.
Still a perfect 100-point shot!
"..."
The training ground was completely silent.
All the grown men stared at the "100" on the counter.
grass.
How can a girl who looks like she could be blown away by the wind be so fierce?
This is not only blind shooting, but the target is also moving!
This is less than half-baked skill; whether it can even hit the target is another question.
The second team leader looked at the eight hundred reserve team members below the field and slowly said, "Who wants to try first? The first person to try will get extra points. I mean what I say, I will never lie."
He paused, then added, "By the way, this lady was originally going to demonstrate the second round of shooting to you directly, but Team Three and I were worried that you wouldn't be able to handle it all at once, so we're going to proceed step by step."
Reserve team members: "..."
They couldn't stand it anymore.
"Let me tell you, don't look down on girls. Do you really think you're so great?" the second captain said coldly. "Do you know the old saying in our country, 'There are always people better than you, and heavens beyond heavens'? Who do you think you are?"
"With this, you think you can join the First Division to protect our country?"
The training ground remained silent; no one spoke, and no one went up.
The second team leader concluded, "Today, everyone must fire 500 shots to finish training. The third team and I will come to check in a bit. Line up!"
Even with 500 shots, it would take a person with fast hands several hours to fire them.
However, the reserve team members had no complaints; they were still reeling from the heavy blow.
After arranging the training, the second and third captains left the training ground and took Ying Zijing to a fighting room.
Ying Zijing took a sip of water and began to think about what to eat for dinner.
The second captain stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Miss Ying, thank you for your guidance."
Ying Zijing put down the mineral water bottle and rolled up her sleeves: "You're welcome."
Ten minutes later, the second team leader was lying on the ground.
He blinked and suddenly realized that Ying Zijing's "politeness" was genuine.
Within ten minutes, he fell down thirty times, his buttocks were numb from all the falls.
Even so, he didn't suffer any internal injuries.
This shows how skillfully Ying Zijin controlled her strength.
Of course, things didn't go much better for the third team leader and the other team members in the following period.
They were lying on the ground, their buttocks hurting so much they couldn't put any weight on them.
Fu Yunshen came to pick up the person, and upon entering, he saw this scene: "..."
He had one hand in his pocket, the other casually around the girl, a smile playing on his lips: "Little one, have you had enough fun?"
Ying Zijing leaned against him, her eyes half-closed: "It's alright, I guess."
These ordinary team members are not martial arts practitioners; if she really makes a move, they will be wiped out.
All members of Team One: "..."
Listen to this, is this even human language?
Can't you even be a human being?
Ying Zijing yawned and turned her head: "What are we having for dinner?"
"Hmm—" Fu Yunshen raised his eyelashes, "Old Nie caught a lot of blue crabs and other seafood. How was it?"
Ying Zijing nodded: "I'll have the spicy stir-fry."
Eat less spicy food.
"I only eat spicy food."
"Okay." Fu Yunshen was very indulgent. "I'll listen to you."
Second Captain: "..."
Why must his mind be so devastated after he has suffered physical injuries?
"Boss, boss, please come back soon." The second captain shakily pulled out his phone, on the verge of tears. "We'll never call you a freak again. No matter how you train us, we'll never say a word. Boss, you're so good, so very good."
Even the most twisted person becomes normal in front of Miss Ying.
Nie Yi: "..."
**
After returning from the National Day holiday, freshmen started military training.
Therefore, the school has already distributed the military training schedule and precautions to the freshmen groups of each department today.
Ji Li was also included in the biology department.
After all, the experimental class jointly run by the biology and chemistry departments is attended by Ji Li, a first-year student.
"Wow, Ying Shen, not only do we have target practice, but we can also go on field training in the mountains." Ji Li was very excited. "That's great! We can also pick fruit and go fishing during our breaks."
Living in the fiercely competitive environment of the Ji family, Ji Li basically had no entertainment activities.
Ying Zijing was also looking at the training content, and raised an eyebrow.
That's wonderful; it's a hard-earned fourteen-day vacation for her.
Until someone called her.
"Junior, Junior Ying, nice to meet you, I am Li Han."
Ying Zijin looked up.
She was a girl wearing black overalls. She had a strong presence, but she wasn't the kind of person who was unapproachable.
"Ying Shen, this is Li Han, a senior from the Computer Science Department." Ji Li knew that she hadn't been to school, so she introduced her in a low voice, "She is the captain of the school debate team."
Ying Zijin nodded in greeting: "Senior Sister Li."
"You're too kind." Li Han waved his hand and got straight to the point, "I'm just here to fulfill the wish of that old professor in our department, to see if I can get you into the computer science department."
Xue Guohua told her that Ying Zijin currently has no department, so they must take her away.
It was Li Han's first time doing something like robbery, and he was a little embarrassed.
Ying Zijin did not answer this question.
She stared at Li Han for a long time before suddenly speaking, "Senior Li, could I sit in your office for a while?"
“Of course.” Li Han nodded. “It’s over at the activity center. I’ll take you there.”
Teito University has always emphasized the all-round development of students' physical fitness, and debate is of paramount importance.
As the captain of the school's debate team, Li Han, like the president of the science association, the president of the student union, and other organizers of large student organizations, has an independent office.
She held her phone and sent a WeChat message to Xue Guohua.
[Professor Xue, I think I have a good chance of recruiting him.]
Xue Guohua was overjoyed.
[I told you, I've always had high hopes for you, Xiaohan. You can take on four people single-handedly in a debate, so winning over a female student will be a piece of cake for you [smile]]
Li Han touched his arm and got goosebumps.
Professor, could you please stop sending me that [smiling] emoji? It's giving me the creeps.
Xue Guohua was puzzled and sent three more messages in a row.
[Smiling face][Smiling face][Smiling face] What's wrong with this expression? I'm trying to be friendly.
Li Han: "..."
She shouldn't expect Xue Guohua, who is her grandfather's generation, to understand the meaning of her current smiling expression.
There is a generation gap between young people and the elderly.
At this moment, Xue Guohua sent another message.
[Go for it, Xiaohan! You'll really piss off those physics department bastards!]
Li Han: "..."
Ji Li naturally wouldn't go along, but Ying Zijing followed Li Han all the way to the university student activity center.
Yan Anhe also came downstairs just then, followed by several student union ministers.
A girl looked up and suddenly said, "An He, look, isn't that Li Han?"
Yan Anhe looked over, and her expression changed.
How did Li Han end up hanging out with Ying Zijin?
What kind of communication did these two people have?
“Li Han is really strong. Before her, the captains of the school debate team were all boys. After she came, she firmly established herself as the strongest debater. No one can beat her.” Another girl said, “But she is indeed too fierce. No wonder the previous student council president chose you, An He, instead of her.”
"But her grades are indeed excellent, and I heard that several internationally renowned professors have already extended invitations to her."
Yan Anhe calmly withdrew her gaze, not looking at her again, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her lips: "Then she'll have to survive until she graduates from university."
The girl who had spoken earlier was startled: "An He, don't be impulsive. Li Han is not in the same major as you, and there is no conflict of interest between you."
Within the Imperial University, the most well-known female students are Yan Anhe and Li Han.
Both of them were ranked first in their department and were also very good-looking.
But those in the know understand that the two of them don't get along.
"What are you thinking?" Yan Anhe frowned, her tone somewhat unpleasant. "I mean, she brought this on herself; her face looks bad, a sign of an early death."
"Your face... it doesn't look good?" The girl was stunned, somewhat surprised. "An He, you can read faces?"
Yan Anhe remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.
Of course, she wouldn't consult face reading or fortune telling.
But she knows a master from the Feng Shui Alliance.
This is still because Yan Ruoxue is in the top circle of the Ji family.
Once, she asked a fortune teller to look at her house, and she ran into Li Han when she passed by Beijing University.
The master even examined Li Han and said directly that Li Han would not live past the age of twenty-two and would inevitably face a calamity.
Yan Anhe knew that the masters in the Feng Shui Alliance were not charlatans, but had real skills.
The fact that the master could say that proves Li Han was destined to die young.
What's the use of a bright future if someone has a short lifespan?
Yan Anhe frowned.
But Li Han and Ying Zijin got to know each other and seemed to get along well, which was definitely not what she wanted to see.
She pursed her lips, her mind racing as she tried to think of a solution.
**
Li Han led Ying Zijin into the office.
The office was simply furnished.
Li Han poured two glasses of water: "Junior Sister Ying, sit down, there's no one here."
Ying Zijing sat down, holding a paper cup, and slowly said, "Senior Li, three years ago, you were in a car accident and almost couldn't take the college entrance examination."
Li Han paused for a moment.
"Two years ago, at the singing competition for new students held by Imperial University, you were accidentally pushed off the stage and spent a week recovering in the hospital."
"Last month, you experienced a falling object from a height and were almost hit."
Ying Zijing raised her eyes and said finally, "You will surely die within three months."
In the office, the second hand ticks.
(End of this chapter)
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