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Chapter 844

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The instructor walked over and saluted. He looked at Jiang Hua and asked her. "Have you practiced shooting before?"

He had seen her practice, but he was not impressed. Instead, every move she made seemed like she was trying to show off her skills and was not professional at all.

Jiang Hua met the instructor's gaze and nodded. "I went to the shooting club with my friends a few times, so I had some practice."

No wonder.

The instructor nodded. He contemplated before he suggested. "The way you hold the gun and aim seems a little frivolous. The girl in the next group is pretty good. You can learn from her. Since you have the basics, you should be able to pick it up faster than the others."

The instructor raised his hand and pointed in Huo Yao's direction as he spoke.

Jiang Hua followed the instructor's finger. Although the instructor did not mention the girl's name, she knew he was referring to Huo Yao.

What did he mean by her holding the gun and aiming seemed a little frivolous? Her movements were clearly professional. Huo Yao was the one who was frivolous.

Couldn't the instructor tell that she was trying to look cool and show off her skills?

Jiang Hua felt a little uncomfortable, but she did not show it on her face. She nodded humbly and said, "Thank you for your advice. I will consult with my classmates."

"Uh huh," acknowledged the instructor. Then he gave some advice to the other students. When he saw that Director Min had hung up, he returned to his side.

Min Jian put his phone away without looking at the students. Instead, he said to the instructor, "I have something to attend to. I have to go."

The instructor knew that Director Min was busy, so he nodded repeatedly. "Go ahead."

Min Jian nodded. He turned around and strode away from the field to the Principal's office.

The Principal of Tsing University was an academician of the Institute of Mathematics and Technology and the head of the National Education Ministry.

**

Min Jian drove back to the Min residence after he left the Principal's office.

He had not been home for a few months. Old Master Min had been talking about him the whole day when he heard that he was coming home.

"Look at you. How many days do you spend at home?" Old Master Min looked at Min Jian with a hint of resentment in his eyes.

Even when Min Jian returned home, he was still sitting upright on the sofa. "I'm busy."

Old Master Min sighed at the thought of his occupation. "How long are you staying this time?"

"About five days." Min Jian picked up his teacup and took a sip.

When the old man heard that, he was quite disappointed. "So short?"

Min Jian glanced at the old man and coughed. Without explaining, he changed the topic. "Where's Big Brother? Where did you go for archaeology this time? "

"I don't know. Don't ask me." The old man's face darkened at the mention of Boss.

In his life, both of his sons were just decorations. One stayed in the army all year round and never came back, while the other ran around all year round and never saw anyone.

Other old people at this age would already be full of children and grandchildren. What was the difference between having a son and not having a son?

Min Jian put down the teacup. He was a little addicted to smoking. After chatting with the old man for a while, he walked to the garden outside to light a cigarette.

Min Yu's mother had just returned home. She did not know that her brother-in-law was coming home today. She was surprised to see him. "Ji An, when did you come back? Why didn't you call me in advance? "

Mother Min was accompanied by a young and beautiful woman.

Min Jian called her sister-in-law and stubbed out the cigarette between his fingers. "I came back at the last minute."

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