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Chapter 651

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The boy in front, who was craning his neck to watch while talking, turned to the girl and said, "Ye Chien is right. Three bullets is really too little! We need at least ten bullets to be satisfied. "

"You guys should learn more from Ye Chien. Learn how to be calm. She hasn't learned before, but she dared to go up after listening to the explanation. We at least understood it for two days, so what's there to be afraid of? Right, Ye Chien? "

In the end, it was a habit to ask Ye Chien. One of the boys didn't realize it himself and subconsciously thought that Ye Chien's words had a certain amount of authority.

Ye Chien seemed to hear it. He laughed and said, "You said a lot, and I also think you're right. Once we're on the field, there's nothing to be afraid of. No matter if we shoot well or badly, at least we've touched guns and shot targets before. We know what kind of artistic conception the song 'Return from Target Practice' has. "

"You guys, you can't go wrong following Ye Chien! Us boys are all following her. With her stabilizing force by our side, what's there to be afraid of? " As the boy spoke, he laughed and said to Ye Chien, "Go for it, Ye Chien. Hit 30 points and broaden our horizons! You guys, don't be like Ye Ying. Just now, I heard her say that she only shot once. She was afraid of the next two shots, so she didn't shoot anymore. "

When the boy said this, the girls were not surprised at all. Instead, they thought it was normal. "She's a coward. Her body isn't very good to begin with. It's good enough that she didn't faint from the scare of the bullets."

It was almost five o'clock. The night breeze from the mountains was slightly cool, and it swept away the students who were sweating as they waited for the last batch of students to finish shooting.

Ye Chien was in the last batch of students to go up. She wasn't assigned to the shooting range where Xia Jinyuan was standing. Instead, she was separated by two people. Standing beside the gun, even her back looked better than the other students. She stood as straight as a pencil, like a soldier preparing to shoot.

Xia Jinyuan, who was two students away from her, saw that she was looking straight ahead and didn't even spare him a glance. He couldn't help but laugh.

Fortunately, his original intention was to come to the shooting range to get closer to her life, not to stay by her side and shoot targets. Now, she was in front of him, and he was in the circle of her school life. He could hear his classmates talking happily with her, and he could see that the girls in this batch relied on her and faintly worshipped her.

It was good to be so close to her life...

When Ye Jian walked onto the stage, the whole class turned to look at her. Even though they were not soldiers, they could tell that Ye Jian was different. She stood among the mountains and rivers. Her back was even more elegant than the soldier standing beside the gun. She was like a strong pine tree, exuding a majestic aura.

She was really … a true military posture. Just by standing there, she was already worthy of respect.

Seeing this, the instructor of Class One asked his classmates with a smile, "How many points do you think Ye Jian will get?"

"How are we supposed to guess? Why don't you guess, sir?"

"Ye Chien didn't come before. Based on the 20-minute explanation just now, I think she'll do about the same as us."

"Not necessarily. Ye Chien is very good."

After the instructor spoke, the students started to make bold guesses. They were all guessing how many points Ye Chien would get. Some said she would miss the target, while others said she would definitely be better than them with all three bullets on the target.

The last batch of shooting had already begun. The instructor glanced at Ye Chien, who was lying on her stomach in the shooting range. Then he looked at her holding the gun with one hand and pulling the trigger with the other. Her movements were very practiced, and he could tell at a glance that... this was a girl who was used to handling guns.

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