Chapter 843: Who doesn't want to be praised?

The instructor looked at Min Ji'an and saw that his gaze was in Huo Yao's direction, and then asked in a low voice: "Minister Min, do you want to call that girl over?"
Min Ji'an has his hands behind his back, and his eyes are deep and sharp under his thick eyebrows.
Under Huo Yao's guidance, Yuan Xi had already pulled the trigger and the sound of a bullet sounded.
Although it did not hit the bullseye, it was not far from the bullseye.
Yuan Xi was still lying on the ground, looking at the results not far away, he couldn't believe his eyes, "...My bullet won't fly??"
Huo Yao glanced at her sideways, she took a step aside, and said lightly: "Continue."
Yuan Xi yelled, feeling that he could do it again, so he set up his gun again, took aim, and pulled the trigger.
This time, without Huo Yao by the side to assist in adjusting the angle position, there is no doubt that he missed the target again.
Yuan Xi: "..."
It's nothing.
Yuan Xi coughed, turned his head, looked at Huo Yao pitifully, "Or, would you teach me again?"
Huo Yao pressed his eyebrows. Isn't this a game that you can play with your hands?
Although she was a bit disgusted, she still taught Yuan Xi again with patience.
On the second time, Yuanxi studied very seriously and learned a little bit from it. Therefore, when she pulled the trigger again, she hit the bullseye.
Min Ji'an raised his head and glanced, after a while, he withdrew his gaze and answered the instructor's words: "No need."
Although there was a distance, his sensitive hearing also made him understand how the girl taught people to shoot.
Very calm and stable, and very tricky.
He is a smart person.
Min Ji'an didn't say anything, and paced towards the next group of target practice groups.
Jiang Hua had been paying attention to the instructor's movements, and seeing a stranger in military uniform suddenly appeared, and the instructor seemed to be respectful to him, he guessed what the leader might be.
A few days ago, she heard a senior sister said that the instructors who train the freshmen of the Qing University are all real soldiers from the military camp. If they are named and praised by the instructors, they can also give themselves extra points.
What's more, who doesn't want to be praised by the instructor?
Therefore, when Min Ji'an and the instructor walked over, she picked up the rifle, lay on the ground in a familiar manner, aimed and shot, and did it in one go.
Five bullets and four hits are definitely the best result in this group.
After Jiang Hua finished hitting the target, he stood up, standing straight, but there was a little bit of a female soldier in it.
Someone next to her was complimenting her, "Jiang Hua, you are too good. It is obvious that everyone has learned it together. We have practiced several times and we still miss the target. You can already hit the bullseye, strong!"
Jiang Hua was praised, pursed his lips and smiled, very useful, and then said calmly: "No, I also happen to be."
"I think you have the best practice among the freshmen." The freshman who spoke did not just go to see Huo Yao's shooting.
Jiang Huayu Guang glanced at the instructor who came over suddenly, with his back slightly straight, and humbly replied: "That's not true, mainly because I am also interested in shooting."
"Haha, that can't conceal your powerful facts."
Jiang Hua always smiled, radiant and confident. After the instructor approached, he drew a smile and saluted him solemnly. His behavior and movements fully demonstrated what he had learned in military training these days.
The other students next to him hadn't reacted much yet.