Si Liu and CAI Mengyao are noisy. Gu qiaoyue, Bai Li and others are watching with a smile on their faces.
Wu Xue came down, obviously very happy.
Seeing Wu Xue coming, Si Liu and CAI Mengyao also stopped fighting and looked at Wu Xue.
"Awesome."
Si Liu gave her a thumbs up.
Cai Mengyao said with a sad face, "just now he said he couldn't play well, and the result was worse than me. Thanks to me, I thought I didn't have to be at the bottom, and I was at the bottom."
She was not jealous, but dissatisfied with herself at the bottom. What's more, she was full of confidence and was hit again and again. Naturally, her mood was not much better.
As she spoke, she clenched her fist and solemnly said to the people:
"No, I have to practice hard these days and try not to be the bottom when the military training is over."
"Well, you have to refuel." Wu Xue smiled shyly and cheered Cai Mengyao.
Gu qiaoyue nodded and said with a smile, "yes, refueling will certainly make progress."
Even Bai Li, who rarely takes the initiative to express his views, nodded at Cai Mengyao.
Si Liu said with a smile, "if you're still at the bottom of the competition, you'll wash my clothes for a month after the military training."
Cai Mengyao glanced at her: "the beauty of thinking."
Si Liu followed the knife:
"Look, look, this shows that you have no confidence in yourself. If you want to have confidence in yourself, you should promise."
Cai Mengyao wants to beat people angrily. She thinks that Si Liu is dedicated to himself. She can kill her every time.
She snorted and said nothing.
She doesn't want to wash her own clothes.
Of course, Si Liu doesn't really want her to wash clothes for herself. They two, a math department and a literature department, are not together in the dormitory. It's not troublesome enough to save clothes for her every day.
She just wants to stimulate Cai Mengyao. Besides, her fried hair is really fun.
Let her always want to tease.
These two people seem to make a lot of noise, but they are just like happy enemies. For a while, they are noisy and good, just like wearing a pair of pants.
The girls are noisy, while the boys are completely silent.
Five girls, one more powerful than the other. The boys said that the pressure was great.
Especially the boy behind Wu Xue, his heart is even more bitter.
Several girls, ten rings of ten rings, nine rings of nine rings, eight rings of eight rings, and the worst is seven rings. As a boy, if he misses the target again... It's really embarrassing.
What's more depressing is that the girl is right behind her. Without comparison, there is no harm. He who is closest to the girl will obviously be the one who is hurt the most.
He looked at the girl with resentment, then stood back quickly and pushed the boy behind him to the front:
"I'm not feeling well. You first, you first."
The boy pushed to the front by him quickly stepped back, shaking his head like a rattle:
"Why, I'm not feeling well. You're in front of me."
It's really a pit. Why are these girls so powerful? It's really slapping on the face.
Before that, they wanted to rush to the first one in order to touch the gun earlier.
But now
None of the boys want to come forward.
I'm kidding. The position behind the girl is obviously the one who will be hurt the most. Whoever goes up will be unlucky.
Boys, you push me, sang, you're almost crying.
Especially the top boys.
In addition to training, the boys discussed most about the girls in the class.
Some nights before going to bed, they have to dream of saving the United States,
But now, girls are better than them one by one. What heroes save the United States?!
No, beauty saves heroes, that's giving them face!
……
One after another, the instructor was stunned by the surprise. After all the five girls had finished, half a day later, his eyes moved from the target to several girls.
His eyes were bright and he didn't care about the remaining boys at all.
After watching it for a long time, the instructor took back his eyes.
As soon as I looked back, I saw those boys pushing me. No one dared to come forward, and his face suddenly turned black.
"Shame!"
The instructor gave a cold drink.
The boys did not dare to move at once. They bowed their heads and let the instructor scold them.
"That's frightening? Promising?! I think you're not as good as other girls? You know, you're not as good as others. Don't study hard? Stand at attention and come here one by one!"
The boys hung their heads and lined up.
The boy in front had to come up first. When he came over, he was full of resentment. He looked at the five girls standing over there, sighed helplessly, and felt that he would be laughed to death.
The boy came forward and aimed at
He was very cruel, thinking that he should at least make a five ring this time, otherwise it would be too humiliating.
But after a bang.
He subconsciously closed his eyes and didn't dare to see the results.
Then I heard the instructor's indifferent voice:
"Miss."
"Hahaha..."
A burst of laughter burst out on the field.
The boy suddenly opened his eyes and his face was full of incredible. He murmured:
"I took aim clearly. How could I miss the target... How could this be possible?"
However, the facts were in front of him and he had to admit it.
In the laughter of the crowd, his face turned red. He ran down and said to the laughing partners, "what are you laughing at? You didn't miss the target just now."
No one laughed when he missed the target. When he came here, it happened that
Alas, it's his bad luck to stand behind those King Kong girls.
This is a naked injury.
The boy wanted to cry without tears and hung his head.
Everyone touched the gun for the first time, and no one was better than anyone. The instructor was originally a hand-in-hand teacher to let everyone know how to shoot.
But now, it has become the same as the game. The boys are racing in their hearts to beat the girls.
But thinking is one thing, and when it's your turn, it's another.
They didn't touch the gun. They really didn't know.
The boy went down, and then another boy came up with a sad face.
It's a little better this time, second ring.
The boy was obviously relieved.
It's better to hit than miss.
The boys went up one by one, either missed the target or did not go on the sixth ring except the fifth ring.
So far, five girls are far ahead.
The morale of the boys is getting weaker and weaker.
Just then, there was a sudden exclamation on the field:
"God, nine rings!"
"Cheng Nan is a cow. He hit the ninth ring."
"It's awesome. At last, there's one who can shed shame on the boys. Otherwise, if it goes on like this, it'll really lose the dead."
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