The boy who was looking at the front with his neck stretched while talking, he turned his head and said to the girl: "Ye Jian is right, three bullets are really too few! At least ten rounds are fun."
"You guys, learn more from Ye Jian, and learn from others more calmly. She hasn't learned it before, so she just dared to go up after listening to the explanation. We have understood for two days before, what's the fear? Right, Ye simple."
Finally, I asked Ye Jian habitually. There was a boy who didn't notice it himself, subconsciously thinking that Ye Jian's words had a certain degree of authority.
Ye Jian seemed to hear it, and laughed: "You have said a lot, and I think you are right. You are not afraid when you play. No matter how good or bad we are playing, at least we have touched the gun and hit the target, knowing that What kind of artistic concept does the song "Returning from Targeting" have."
"You guys, there is nothing wrong with following Ye Jian! We boys are all following her, with Dinghai Shenzhen by his side, what are you afraid of." The boy laughed and said to Ye Jian: "Come on, Ye Jian, make a thirty ring. , Let’s increase our knowledge! You guys, don’t be like Ye Ying, just now I heard that she only shot one shot, but the other two shots were scared, so I missed it."
As soon as the boy said, the girls were not surprised, but felt normal, "She is timid, she is not in good health at first, and it would be nice if she didn't fainted by the bullet."
It was almost five o'clock and the evening breeze from the mountain was slightly cool, sweeping away all the sweaty students and waiting for the last group of students to finish the target.
Ye Jian was the last group to play. She did not share the target position where Xia Jinyuan was standing. Instead, she was separated by two people. Standing next to the gun, she was even better-looking than other classmates. She was straight and straight, like Is a soldier preparing to shoot a target.
Xia Jinyuan, who was separated by the two students, couldn't help but laugh when she saw her standing without squinting, without even giving herself a trace of light.
Fortunately, his intention was to go to the shooting range to get close to her life, not to stay by her side to shoot. Now she is in front of her, and she is in the circle of her school life, and can hear her classmates and her. Happy to speak, I can see the reliance on her and the faint admiration of the few girls on the field.
It would be great to be so close to her life.
Ye Jian’s sights of the whole class were swept up, even if they were not soldiers, but this would also be able to see the difference between Ye Jian, the figure standing in the mountains and rivers, her back was stronger than the one standing next to the gun. The soldiers of China also need to have a temperament, like a strong pine, revealing a majestic temperament.
She is really like this... the real military posture, just where she stands, it is also admired.
Seeing this, the instructor of the first class smiled and asked the classmates, "Guess how many rings Ye Jian will make?"
"How to guess this, or the instructor you can guess."
"Ye Jian didn't come before, just based on the twenty minutes of explanation just now, I think it is about the same as ours."
"Not necessarily, Ye Jian is great."
The instructor made a statement, and the classmates spoke boldly with one word and one word. They all guessed how many rings Ye Jian could make. Some said that they would miss the target, and some said they would be better than them by three rounds. All on the target.
The last batch of target shooting has started. The instructor glanced at Ye Jian, who was vigorously lying in the shooting position, and then looked at her holding the handle of the gun in one hand and pulling the trigger with the other hand, she could tell at a glance... This is a girl who is used to the gun.