CHAPTER 331: CHAPTER 190: PARTNERING UP

Yu Na’s confident smile quietly faded, but her eyes ignited with strong fighting spirit. She promised her grandpa that she would be the No.1 among the newcomers!

That time, she made the promise so that her grandpa would stop being upset about the Ye Family’s rejection and not force her into a marriage alliance with any other family. Now, she truly wants to be No.1, to give him a chance to see her in a new light!

"Luoluo!" Regaining her senses, Xing Nong hugged Luo Ye tightly without any care. Xing Nong has loved shooting since she was a child and had a great feel for it. She knew very well how difficult it was to achieve what Luo Ye did, and it was enough to make her uncontrollably excited!

"It’s so hot, why are you clinging so closely?" Luo Ye chuckled as she pushed Xing Nong away, "Let’s talk later, Yaoguang’s scores are not out yet."

"Luoluo, you are amazing!" Yaoguang’s expression was somewhat dim, realizing she couldn’t catch up with Luo Ye and Xing Nong’s scores. Does that mean she has to part ways with them?

Bai Qingchu also gave a thumbs up: "Luo Ye, you are really amazing!"

Luo Ye patted the two without saying much. It would be pretentious to be modest now, arrogant to acknowledge it, and safest to say nothing at all – to avoid Female Yama coming over to criticize her!

Looking at Female Yama’s face turning into the color of pot-bottom ash, she didn’t quite understand what Female Yama sees in a good soldier. Dislike when the scores are poor, and still discontent when the scores are good. Perhaps, she prefers mediocrity? Ah, mortal eyes can’t comprehend King Yan’s standards!

After the scorer announced Luo Ye’s score, he paused, obviously waiting for everyone to digest the information before continuing. He didn’t want to report the scores again because the crowd was too shocked to listen the first time.

"Continue!" Ye Xuan shouted to the scorer. All eyes from near and far, visible and not, turned towards class three, clearly seeing the students unsure of how to position themselves.

The scorer’s voice rang out again: "Target No. 6, 89 rings!"

"Yaoguang, not bad!" Luo Ye and Xing Nong both nudged Yaoguang.

Yaoguang was still annoyed: "I’m definitely going to be eliminated. I’m far behind you two, so it looks like we won’t be training together afterward."

Xing Nong quickly comforted her: "Yaoguang, I’ve been handling guns since I was 9, you can’t compare with me. And as for Luoluo, she’s in a league of her own, don’t compare yourself with her either.

With the current three classes, your scores rank sixth. And besides, the selection is not only based on this one, practice well on other items in the coming days, and you surely can do it!"

After the score for target No.7 was reported, Bai Qingchu leaned over, "Yaoguang, I only scored 67 rings. Compared to me, you should feel confident, right?"

Xing Nong laughed: "Qingchu, you’ve never handled a gun before, right?"

"No."

"That’s not bad at all!"

"What’s there to be proud of, it’s not like we’re choosing shooting team members!" Yao Juanjuan muttered unsatisfied.

The four exchanged smiles, stood up straight, and stopped talking.

The impressive scores of class three not only did not demoralize everyone but instead helped recover the lost confidence, everyone was eager to give a breathtaking performance.

From this point of view, the scorer’s previous worries were indeed somewhat superfluous; a fledgling knows no fear, why be afraid if you haven’t faced it?

With the gun in hand, one truly understands, hitting the perfect score is no fluke. The scores for classes four, five, and six came in successively, with only two scoring above 80 rings: Ji Sisi from class five scored 90 rings, Ai Mingming and Yaoguang from class four both scored 89 rings.

After class seven took their positions, both Ye Xuan and Luo Ye turned their attention to Liu Xing. Judging by his gun-holding stance, he was definitely experienced. After finishing the shot, both Ye Xuan and Luo Ye slightly furrowed their brows, noticing that Liu Xing deliberately tilted his gun slightly on the last shot.

"Target No. 1, perfect score!" Another perfect score was announced and the field erupted in applause. Having a comparison now clears up what real strength is. It’s said, if class three had been the last to perform, they probably would have won the most enthusiastic applause.

"Target No. 2, 97 rings!" Wu Zetian arrogantly gestured to the crowd, looked at Zhan Hao, "Class leader, I’m only three rings behind you, I didn’t embarrass you, did I?"

"Superficial!" Hang Menglin muttered, and Ye Xuan quickly moved aside. Disliked by girls, disliked by boys, really wonder what she can tolerate, hermaphrodites?

"Target No. 3, 93 rings!" Liu Xing’s score was announced, within the expectations of both Ye Xuan and Luo Ye. Noting Liu Xing’s expression, he clearly sighed with relief.