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Chu Heng stared at Qin Ran without looking away. “I don’t know, but… she seems very confident.”
“She’s the king of the freshmen, how could she not be?” Xing Kai muttered. The students of the Student Union had rushed to the freshmen dormitory a few days ago.
Cheng Qingyu was still imposing.
No one other than Xing Kai and Chu Heng dared to speak. They watched as Qin Ran walked towards Cheng Qingyu step by step.
Seeing her approach him, Cheng Qingyu picked up another air gun and disassembled it. He introduced the structure to her and added, “The recoil is considered big for girls. Be careful…”
Although he didn’t like her since she was too weak, he still paid attention to giving detailed instructions.
Qin Ran was playing with the air gun in her hand, listening indifferently, clearly impatient.
Cheng Qingyu talked nicely until he saw this. He reached out involuntarily and rubbed his eyebrows. Old Master Cheng had really caused him big-time trouble.
Weighing the air gun in her hand, she indifferently glanced at him. “Can I start?”
“Yes, you can start.” Cheng Qingyu took a step back and gave her space. “Students, take ten steps back.”
He was afraid that she would accidentally hurt other students.
After speaking, he glanced at her, his sharp eyes narrowing slightly.
At a distance of 50 meters, it was considered difficult for the Cheng family to hit the inner ring, much less for freshmen. Not everyone could hit the inner ring with one shot out of ten.
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A freshman was considered talented if he could hit the target and not make a fool of himself.
Who told her to underestimate this training! Who told her to be disobedient!
As he thought about this lightly, Qin Ran had already raised her hand. Because the brim of her cap was lowered, she took off the camouflage cap with one hand, holding the air gun in the other. Her raised arm was straight and stable, without a hint of tremor to the naked eye.
But her expression was just as indifferent as always, looking a little lazy, with her chin slightly raised.
Her posture was… pretty exemplary?
Cheng Qingyu was stunned.
He was thinking of this when Qin Ran aimed in one direction.
Without even blinking, she directly pressed the trigger—
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“…”
Ten shots continuously sounded, lasting about five seconds and passing in the blink of an eye.
In this period, Qin Ran’s arm remained motionless.
She retracted her hand and didn’t even bother looking at the target. Blowing the muzzle, she threw the air gun onto the table and glanced at Instructor Cheng. “Instructor, can I leave now?”
Cheng Qingyu didn’t speak and just stared intently at the target.
Qin Ran didn’t care about him and just put on her camouflage cap again. She glanced at Nan Huiyao. “Come here.”
Hearing her voice, Nan Huiyao turned around from the direction of the target and let out a bewildered “Oh.”
Qin Ran lifted her chin, motioned for her to follow, put her hands in her pockets, and walked out.
Nan Huiyao stiffly followed her.
She seemed to have forgotten her tummy ache.
When the two left, Cheng Qingyu and the other people in Class 1 finally returned to their senses.
Xing Kai had good eyesight and could see the only bullet hole in the target. He gasped and stuttered, “Chu- Chu Heng, did you see that?”
Chu Heng nodded. “Yeah.”
Pursing his lips, Cheng Qingyu took big strides towards the target. There was only one bullet hole on the target. Because the air column constantly shuttled to drive the airflow, the penetrating power was great, and the bullet holes looked bigger than normal.
All ten shots had hit the red circle on the inner ring. Cheng Qingyu’s eyes tensed. There were indeed a few people who could achieve this, but what made Cheng Qingyu feel even more bewildered was…
Qin Ran had fired her ten continuous shots. Ten shots in five seconds, how fast was she? With such a great recoil, how could she maintain the stability of her arms? It had been like a drop of water falling into the sea, without any hint of undulation!
Cheng Qingyu found it unbelievable. Even he would be more or less affected by the recoil. After firing a shot, he would have to pause for at least one or two seconds…
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Cheng Qingyu stared at Qin Ran and Nan Huiyao’s backs. Qin Ran walked slowly, but she didn’t look like she had a headache at all.
As for Nan Huiyao… she followed behind Qin Ran slowly, holding her belly with one hand…
Cheng Qingyu had an inkling that instead of Qin Ran having a headache, someone else was feeling unwell. “There’s a hospital in the base. Go straight and turn left before asking someone.”
Qin Ran lazily waved to the back, expressing her understanding without even looking up.
When he turned around, the other students were still staring at her. He narrowed his eyes and sharply said, “What are you looking at? Do you want to ask for leave too?”
“No! Instructor!” Class 1’s boys shouted.
They were too heartbroken to cry. They couldn’t afford to take such a leave…
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Cheng Qingyu nodded. “Turn right — Start running!”
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Over here, Qin Ran had already arrived at the base’s lounge, not the hospital.
Two teams of people wearing black clothes guarded the lounge’s entrance. Nan Huiyao tugged on Qin Ran’s sleeves and weakly said, “Qin Ran, the instructor told us to go to the hospital over there. Let’s not go in, the class monitor said we shouldn’t walk around randomly here…”
She mainly found the two teams of men in black scary.
Qin Ran glanced at the door and said casually, “It’s okay. Come with me.”
She walked in through the gate, and the people in black guarding both sides of the door stayed motionless.
Nan Huiyao’s palpitating heart calmed down, and she thought involuntarily, did the class monitor lie to her?
The lounge looked like a small courtyard house, and the door in the middle of the room was opened. Shi Liming came out, and his eyes lit up. “Miss Qin!”
He might have been exposed to the sun too much recently, for he had gotten tanned.
His whole person had undergone many changes. He wasn’t as discomposed as before, but when he saw Qin Ran, his excitement obviously rose.
Qin Ran nodded at him and led Nan Huiyao inside. “You’ve been here since your arrival in Beijing?” she asked.
He had disappeared since coming to Beijing.
“Yes, I came in after a series of selections. I’m now the captain of the base.” Shi Liming turned sideways and let Qin Ran in, his tone very excited. “After a few more months, Mr. Cheng Jin told me that as long as I can climb to the position of a hall master of the Cheng family, I’ll be able to move freely.”
Without any help, Shi Liming’s promotion from a newcomer to the current captain in just two months had become a miracle for the entire Cheng family.
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During this process, he had also gradually become stable and much like Cheng Jin.
“The boss is inside.” Shi Liming greeted Nan Huiyao.
Nan Huiyao’s head was in the clouds now, and she couldn’t understand the talk of the captain and the hall master. But she could tell that this person was Qin Ran’s friend.
They turned a corner.
A person stood at the window with his back to them, looking noble and indifferent. He turned around when he heard the sound, and the sunny window sill behind him was reduced to the background, reflecting his picturesque brows and handsome eyes.
He didn’t look like ordinary people at all.
He was like the child of the rich and noble.
Nan Huiyao used to think there was probably no one more handsome than her husband, Qin Xiuchen. But now…
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No, her husband was the most handsome!
She suddenly sobered up!
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While Nan Huiyao gave herself reminders, Cheng Juan took out a bottle of medicine from one side of the table and threw it to Qin Ran. “Conditions aren’t good, we only have this for the time being,” he said lazily.
Qin Ran took it and asked Nan Huiyao to take two pills first.
“Why are you so fast?” After watching Nan Huiyao take the pills, Qin Ran sat on one side of the chair. She leaned back and raised an eyebrow at him.
It took nearly three hours to drive here from Beijing.
But less than an hour had passed.
Cheng Juan looked down and arranged his clothes, righteously saying, “I have official business.”
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**
In the training field.
Cheng Qingyu released them for lunch. He stood deep in thought in the middle of the training field. Instead of going to the cafeteria, he turned to the big building.
Five minutes later, he stood in front of a middle-aged man.
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The middle-aged man was still holding his lunch box having his meal. He glanced at him and informally spoke, “Oh, Qingyu, sit down. I’ll be going back to the Cheng family’s house in a few days. Are you here to adjust the information?”
No.” Cheng Qingyu shook his head. His face was cold, and he appeared composed and calm. “I found a very good seedling in the freshmen training.”
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“A freshman from Beijing University?” The middle-aged man took a bite of his meal and raised a nonchalant eyebrow. “How good?”
Having seen Shi Liming, a newcomer who was stronger than the Cheng family, the middle-aged man felt like his mind had already risen to the pinnacle.
Cheng Qingyu glanced at him and calmly said, “In today’s shooting training, she hit the bullseye ten times in five seconds, and her arms are very stable.”
“Cough, cough, cough…” The middle-aged man choked before swallowing.
Cheng Qingyu handed him the tea on the side.
The middle-aged man coughed for a minute. “She hasn’t undergone special training before?”
“Of course not, she can’t even stand properly in the military posture.” Cheng Qingyu naturally remembered the training of the first five days, along with Qin Ran’s layman appearance. He sneered irritably. “But she’s difficult to deal with.”
“So what! Do we lack such people!” The middle-aged man slammed his lunch box down as his eyes lit up.
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At the same time.
On the third floor of Beijing University’s cafeteria.
Dean Jiang was talking to a friend when his mobile phone suddenly rang.
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