Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Chu Heng looked in Qin Ran's direction and turned his eyes away, "I don't know, but...she is very confident."

"Freshman king, can you not be confident?" Xing Kai muttered, the student union of his school ran to the freshman dormitory to snatch people a few days ago.

Cheng Qingyu's majesty is still there.

Except for Xing Kai, the others did not dare to speak, so they watched Qin Ran step by step towards Cheng Qingyu's direction.

Seeing her coming, Cheng Qingyu picked up an air gun again, disassembled it casually, and introduced the structure to her. After the introduction, he said the last sentence: "The recoil is not small for a girl, so be careful..."

Although she doesn't like Qinran a little bit and is too weak, but she should pay attention to her orders.

Qin Ran played with the air gun in his hand, and listened casually, with obvious dryness in his brows and eyes.

Cheng Qingyu was talking well, but when he saw her like this, he couldn't help stretching out his hand and rubbing the space between his brows. Mr. Cheng really caused him trouble.

Qin Ran weighed the air gun in his hand, and looked at Cheng Qingyu indifferently, "Can I start?"

"Okay, let's start." Cheng Qingyu took a step back and gave up the space to her. "All students take ten steps back."

He was afraid that Qinran would accidentally hurt other students later.

After finishing speaking, he looked at Qin Ran, his sharp eyes slightly narrowed.

A distance of 50 meters, hitting the tenth ring, not to mention it is difficult for freshmen, even the Cheng family, not everyone can hit the tenth ring with one shot in ten shots.

The rookie has just touched the air gun, so if he can not make a fool of himself and miss the target, he is already considered a talent.

Let you underestimate this training! disobedient!

When Cheng Qingyu was thinking lightly, Qin Ran had already raised her hand. Because the brim of the hat was pressed down, she took off the camouflage cap with one hand, and held the air gun in the other hand. , not a single tremor could be seen.

It's just that his face was as careless as ever, and his expression looked a little lazy, with his chin raised slightly.

Is the posture still, quite standard?

Cheng Qingyu was taken aback.

When he was thinking about this, Qin Ran had already aimed at the direction.

Without blinking an eye, just press——

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

Ten sounds sounded in succession, about five seconds, in the blink of an eye.

During this period, Qinran's arm remained motionless.

Qin Ran withdrew her hand. She didn't look at the target, but just blew on the muzzle of the gun, raised her hand and threw the air gun on the table, and glanced at Instructor Cheng: "Instructor, can I go now?"

Cheng Qingyu didn't speak, but just stared in the direction of the target.

Qin Ran ignored him, raised her hand to put on her camouflage cap, and looked towards Nan Huiyao, "Come here."

Nan Huiyao was still looking in the direction of the target, when she heard Qin Ran's voice, she let out a bewildered "ah".

Qin Ran raised her chin, motioned for her to follow, put her hands in her pockets, and walked out towards the exit.

Nan Huiyao followed behind Qin Ran stiffly.

It seems that I have forgotten that my stomach hurts.

After the two left, Cheng Qingyu and a group of people from the first class came to their senses.

Xing Kai has good eyesight and can see that there is only one bullet hole in the target. He opened his mouth: "Chu, Chu Heng...do you see it?"

Chu Heng nodded, "I see."

Cheng Qingyu pursed his lips, and strode towards the target. There was only one bullet hole on the target, because there was a continuous air column shuttling to drive the air flow, and the penetrating power was very strong. big.

All ten spears hit the ten rings of red hearts, Cheng Qingyu's pupils constricted, it's not like no one can do this, but what Cheng Qingyu finds even more incredible is...

Qinran fired ten shots in a row without stopping for a second, ten shots for five seconds, how fast is this? And the recoil is so strong, why is her arm so steady, like a drop of water falling into the ocean, with no waves to be seen!

This is the most unbelievable thing about Cheng Qingyu. Even he will be more or less affected by the recoil. After firing a shot, he will pause for at least a second or two...

Cheng Qingyu glanced at the backs of Qinran and Nan Huiyao, Qinran walked slowly today, but it didn't look like he was having a headache at all.

Nan Huiyao... She dragged her feet and stretched out her hand after Qin Ran, covering her stomach with one hand...

Cheng Qingyu also realized that it might not be Qinran who has a headache, but another person who is sick, "There is a hospital at the base, go straight and turn left and ask someone."

Qin Ran lazily waved her hand to the back to show that she knew, without raising her head.

Turning around, the other students were still looking in the direction of Qinran and the others. He narrowed his eyes and spoke sharply: "Why are you looking? You also want to ask for leave?"

"No! Instructor!" The boys in class one shouted.

The bottom of my heart wants to cry but there are no tears. They can't afford this kind of fake...

Cheng Qingyu nodded: "Turn right—start running!"

**

Here, Qin Ran has already arrived at the lounge of the base and did not go to the hospital.

There were two teams of people in black clothes guarding the door of the lounge. Nan Huiyao tugged on Qin Ran's sleeve and said palely, "Qin Ran, the instructor just said that there is a hospital over there, let's not go in, come on." The squad leader told me not to walk around here..."

The main reason is that these two teams of men in black are too scary.

Qin Ran looked at the door of the lounge and said casually, "It's okay, come with me."

She walked in through the gate, and the men in black guarding on both sides remained silent.

Nan Huiyao's nervous heart also stopped, and she couldn't help thinking, could it be that the monitor lied to her?

The lounge looks like a small courtyard house. The door in the middle of the room is open. Shi Liming came out from the inside and saw Qin Ran, his eyes lit up: "Miss Qin!"

His skin may be a little dark because he has been exposed to too much sun recently.

The whole person has obviously changed, not as impatient as before, but when he saw Qin Ran, he was obviously agitated.

"Well," Qin Ran nodded, took Nan Huiyao inside, and looked at Shi Liming, "You've been here since you came to the capital?"

Shi Liming disappeared after he came to the capital.

"Yes, I came in after a series of selections, and now I am the captain of the base." Shi Liming turned sideways and let Qin Ran in, his tone very excited, "In a few months, Mr. Cheng Jin told me that as long as I If you can climb to the position of a hall master of the Cheng family, you will be able to move freely."

In two months, from a newcomer to the current team leader, Shi Liming's promotion was nothing short of a miracle for the whole Cheng family without anyone's help.

During this process, Shi Liming also gradually became calm and tended to develop into Cheng Jin.

"Boss is inside." Shi Liming greeted Nan Huiyao again.

Nan Huiyao is in a cloud of confusion now, she can't understand the captain and hall master, but she also understands a little bit, the person in front of her is Qin Ran's friend.

Turned a corner and went in.

He saw the person standing at the window with his back to them, dignified and indifferent, and when he heard the voice, he turned around, and the sunny window sill behind him was reduced to the background, with picturesque features and handsome eyes.

It doesn't look like an ordinary person.

He looks like a son of a big family who came out of a wealthy family.

Nan Huiyao used to think that there was probably no one more beautiful than her husband Qin Xiuchen in the world, until today...

No, her husband is a genius! Down! No.! one! handsome!

Nan Huiyao suddenly woke up!

When Nan Huiyao was giving herself a psychological hint, Cheng Juan had already taken a bottle of medicine from the table on one side and threw it to Qin Ran, saying in a lazy tone, "The conditions are not good, this is the only one for now."

Qin Ran took it over and looked at it, and asked Nan Huiyao to take two pills first.

"Why are you so fast?" After watching Nan Huiyao finish eating, Qin Ran sat on a chair beside her, leaned back, and looked at Cheng Juan with raised eyebrows.

It takes nearly three hours to drive here from Beijing city.

This is less than an hour.

Cheng Juan lowered his head and adjusted his clothes, and said righteously: "Business."

**

Here in the field.

Taking a break at noon, Cheng Qingyu asked a group of students to eat. He stood in the middle of the dirt field and thought for a while, instead of going to the cafeteria, he turned and went to the building.

Five minutes later, he stood in front of a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was still holding a lunch box in his hand. He was obviously eating. He glanced at him and said in a familiar tone, "It's Qingyu, sit down. I'm going back to Cheng's house in a few days. Are you here to ask me for information?"

"No." Cheng Qingyu shook his head, his face was cold, calm and calm, "I found a very good seedling during the freshman training."

"A freshman from Beijing University?" The middle-aged man took a bite of his meal, raised his eyebrows, and didn't care too much, "How good is it?"

After meeting the newcomer, Shi Liming, who was tougher than the Cheng family, the middle-aged man felt that his mentality had been raised to the highest level ever.

Cheng Qingyu glanced at him, and said calmly, "Today's shooting training, less than ten red hearts in five seconds, the arm is very stable."

"Cough cough cough..." The middle-aged man didn't finish his meal and choked up his throat.

Cheng Qingyu handed him the tea that was on the side.

The middle-aged man coughed for a minute, "Have you not received special training?"

"Of course, I can't even stand in a military posture." Cheng Qingyu naturally remembered the training of the previous five days. Qin Ran looked like an outsider, and snorted angrily, "It's just too harsh."

"What are thorns! We don't have many thorns here!" The middle-aged man put down the lunch box with a "snap", his eyes gleaming.

at the same time.

The third floor of the canteen of Beijing University.

Dean Jiang was talking to a friend when the cell phone at hand suddenly rang.