Chapter 349: Fancy hanging

I do not know how things happened, from Zhang Kui and Song Ye to Song Ye and veterans.
Moreover, Song Ye also thought that he was not as good as a man. This arrogant boy who dared to rush into the veteran's dormitory in the middle of the night and took the initiative to confess his defeat. Zhang Kui was the first to believe it.
But stay away from him. Of course, he wouldn't take the initiative to rely on him, and even he was very happy to see it. He took the veteran's arm and said, "Yes, isn't your second place afraid of losing to a recruit?"
The veteran's face sank, and he did not expect that the general would be counterattacked by the general public, and Zhang Kui, who always had a straight temper, was calculated.
No, the person who calculated him was the young man in front of him.
I admit that I can't beat the first place, and then I'm going to go next to the second place. This is the most reasonable thing.
Song Ye is also right, she is a recruit and can't be beat.
Well, if it compares ...
"Well, my understanding of Xiao Songye's belly is really increasing with each passing day." Dong Qian shook his head and didn't need to look to know that Song Ye was going to be a whole person again.
However, this time it wasn't the unlucky Zhang Kui, but the second best player recognized by the team.
The aggressive anti-generals, the veterans are also difficult to ride, and have to fight the war.
"Let's use your position." Song Ye passed by Zhang Kui, and fluttered, leaving only this sentence and standing in the position beside the veteran.
Brother Zhang was in front of you, and you were behind you. Zhang Kui couldn't help but scold Song Ye to his stinking head, but it was not obvious on the face, and he even looked forward to Song Ye winning.
To be sure, in which group and team, the first two are always competing for the dead relationship. Among the candidate teams of the Eagles, Zhang Kui's relationship with the second is also very stalemate.
But this stalemate is not in performance, but in popularity.
In terms of physical fitness and skills, Zhang Kui has always been a well-deserved first in the team, and he has beaten the second place a long distance. However, although the second place has a mediocre performance, it is a well-known person in the team. It will deal with interpersonal relationships. He is pushing the value to the side of Zhang Kui.
So in the eyes of the big guys, Song Ye is no better than Zhang Kui in the first place, and naturally he is no better than the second one.
Most of the people who watched came to see Song Ye's joke. Watching her slowly holding a gun, her posture was not standard at all, and she almost couldn't even recognize the bullseye. Someone in the team immediately laughed and said, "Hey, you're not too small. Where's the target, don't miss it. "
Song Ye still looked like a slow-moving person, one bullet and one bullet carefully shoved into the magazine, like a sincere and fearful look.
The old man saw this, raised his smile and patted Song Ye's shoulder, "Don't be nervous, I believe you are very talented."
The latter was taken aback, a bullet fell out, and Ding Dong fell on the stage, and everyone laughed.
Zhang Kui looked aside, and it was very unpleasant in her heart. Perhaps she was used to the dark madness inside the teenager. Now this timid body makes people look awkward.
He stretched out his hand for no apparent reason, waved the arms of the good old man, stood next to Song Ye, and patted it on Song Ye's back with a slap of his palms. "Look up your chest, don't take yourself as a girl. "Dare to kill someone in their dormitory, so don't seduce at this time.
At this time, Song Ye was really photographed with a sting, and he stood still. He looked at Zhang Kui's dark face with a little surprise, and saw an awkward flush.
Raising the corner of her mouth slightly, she said with a smile, "Thank you Zhang for pointing."
Zhang Kui didn't understand what he was pointing for a moment.
"Well, don't be embarrassed. The instructor will come back later, so he must hurry up after the test." The person beside him could not help but urged.
Song Ye also didn't want to be seen by the instructors, so the two sides quickly opened their positions and decided with a pistol.
Bangbang ... The veteran's shooting speed is very fast. Compared with Bai Zhibin who was in the club at the beginning, the movement is more than a star point, but from the posture and eyes, Song Ye can determine that the opponent's strength is not bad.
But Song Ye was standing on the side just to observe, how clear the opponent's accuracy was, she was also very clear.
In the case of being slightly behind by a half-beat, Song Ye also shot with the gun. The continuous rhythm of the gunshots was unsatisfactory, and his posture was a little unadjusted and loose, and he looked completely amateur.
You rarely need to look at the results, and everyone can guess.
After the ten shots were released, the two clicked the button and pulled the bull's eye closer to check the results.
The good guy's game is full of ninety rings, and it is a middle-to-high level. There are also many people in the team who can get this result.
"Haha, I made a mistake this time, forgive me." Before everyone said, the good old man found himself a step down. He ranks second in overall level, but is really mediocre when it comes to playing guns, but his public relations are usually in place on weekdays, only to create the illusion of outstanding results.
But even if he admits his mistake, no one thinks he will lose.
Sure enough, several veterans spoke to comfort him, "I don't blame you, you have played two rounds, and you will inevitably lose a bit of accuracy. This result is enough to crush the newcomers."
It is the inferiority of human beings to face high and low, and good old people will take advantage of this.
With all these words, it was as if Song Ye had been defeated, and the results were negligible.
But when they were curious and stretched their necks to look, they carefully counted, but their chins almost fell off.
Ninety-one ring.
They rubbed their eyes several times and re-verified them several times. They almost tried to see through the target in front of Song Ye. In the end, they all turned into a hellful expression.
A recruit recruit, the first time he touched his gun, ten shots made a 91-ring result, which is incredible.
But to say that she has practiced, but the picture that the bullets were missed just flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and her posture method is not like an old hand at all.
Is it ... this is talent again?
Song Ye rubbed his wrists. It seemed that he couldn't stand the recoil of the pistol. He turned around and said to Zhang Kui, "Thank you, Brother Zhang for guidance."
what? Zhang Kui, also immersed in shock, opened his mouth wide and did not understand what Song Ye meant.
But the old man was stunned, his face finally became a little stretched, and several colors were changed in turn, and finally turned red.
Song Ye thanked Zhang Kui, not just the newcomer who indirectly explained that he was not as good as Zhang Kuiti.
Although the recruit lost no shame, but he claimed to be second to Zhang Kuibi, but lost to the newcomer, this face was really crackled.
The three wolves outside turned around and smiled with cramps in their stomachs. This Song Ye fancy slap was really bad.