Cheng Bingbing stared at him, not knowing whether this guy was mocking her or sincerely praising him.
After a while, she said angrily, "What do you mean? You still have panda eyes. Are you laughing at me?"
Chen Nan shook his head repeatedly and said, "How could it be possible? Instructor, can you stop thinking so darkly? I am a moral person, how could I laugh at you? I sincerely praise you. You are so smart. Most people can't.
You can’t get such panda eyes.”
Cheng Bingbing stared at him, "You mean, these dark circles can be considered a state?"
"What about dark circles? It's so vulgar. This is called panda eyes. Listen, what a lofty name. This is not an ordinary realm, this is a very advanced realm." Chen Nan said with a smile.
This guy had a serious face, and Cheng Bingbing didn't know whether what he said was true or not, and said, "You panda, don't try to fool me. These dark circles are obviously caused by insomnia and exhaustion!"
Chen Nan sighed, "Why don't you believe me? These panda eyes are really in another realm."
Cheng Bingbing saw that he didn't seem to be lying, so she scratched her head and asked, "But several other comrades in my tent also developed panda eyes after practicing for a night!"
"Really? So awesome!"
Chen Nan exclaimed and praised, "It's incredible. You and your comrades are all geniuses!"
What Chen Nan actually wants to say is, you are all idiots!
Because only a fool would believe such a stupid training method. Are the female soldiers in Cheng Bingbing's tent all big-breasted and brainless?
Cheng Bingbing's eyes widened as she stared at Chen Nan and said, "But I always feel that your smile is a little weird. Honestly, are you trying to trick me?"
"You learned this secretly by yourself. If you really don't believe it, stop practicing." Chen Nan said lightly.
Cheng Bingbing scratched her head and said, "But on martial arts TV, those people are very energetic after practicing. Why am I so tired after practicing all night that I can hardly open my eyes?"
"Can you believe what's on TV? That's all nonsense written by the screenwriter!" Chen Nan sighed and said, "From now on, you can just practice during the day and sleep well at night. If you practice all night like you, you will die in the long run."
Sensing the concern in Chen Nan's tone, Cheng Bingbing nodded and asked, "But why do I feel that my panda eyes state is of no use at all?"
Panda eye realm...
Chen Nan tried not to laugh wildly and said, "Don't worry, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Kung Fu can't be practiced in a day."
"Oh well."
Cheng Bingbing waved her hand and said, "You can return to the team."
"Okay." Chen Nan turned around.
…
Due to the limited number of guns, live ammunition shooting is conducted in turns, so class one can only conduct queue training today.
Compared to yesterday, not only was Cheng Bingbing physically exhausted today, but her classmates were also very lackluster. After all, compared to live-fire shooting, this group training was tiring and boring, and no one was very interested.
However, there is nothing you can do if you are not interested, training must continue as usual.
In the blink of an eye, the fourteen days of military training were over, and it was the fifteenth day of martial arts training.
The ranking of the exercises for this military training is that each camp is ranked independently. After all, the camps are too far apart and it is impossible for them to compete together.
In the camp where Chen Nan is located, there are a total of thirty classes competing, and one will be ranked first, two will be ranked second, and five will be ranked third.
In other words, a total of eight and a half will get prize spots.
As for the judges, they are jointly served by instructors from other classes in addition to the instructor of this class. The scoring mode is one hundred points. After each judge scores a score, the highest score and the lowest score are removed, and the final result is
average score ranking.
Since there are thirty classes, a lot of time is needed.
So on this day, I got up and gathered at 5:30 in the morning, arranged everything at 6 o'clock, and started the race.
As for the order of appearance, it is naturally determined by drawing lots.
There was formation training in the afternoon and live-fire target shooting in the afternoon.
When Cheng Bingbing went to draw lots, she drew number 10, which was also the tenth one to appear.
The first nine classes all performed pretty well. The lowest class had an average score of only 85.5 points, while the highest class had an average score of 97. The results were quite terrifying.
It's the turn of class one to enter.
Cheng Bingbing walked down from the judges' table and faced the whole class and said, "Instructor Lan, I told me on the day I sent you here that if you can get first place, I will organize an outdoor activity for you this semester. Is this true?"
of?"
"yes!"
The morale of the class is very high.
Cheng Bingbing nodded and said, "In this case, you have to work hard. Don't let her down when she comes to pick you up tomorrow."
"Partial outdoor activities, even for the beautiful instructors and beautiful guides, we will never lose!" Zhang Tufu shouted loudly.
Many boys in the class also started to cheer.
"Okay, then show your true skills. I believe you are the best!" Cheng Bingbing gave a thumbs up, and then began to form the team and lead the team into the arena.
In the end, Class 1 also scored 97 points.
The class with the highest score is temporarily tied for first place with the previous nine classes.
After returning to his chassis and sitting down, Lan Yuqin said, "What do you think of this result?"
"poor!"
Zhuge Liang said, "However, our magic weapon is the shooting competition in the afternoon."
Cheng Bingbing nodded, "Your swing today is indeed a bit abnormal. It is far less neat than yesterday's training. We need to save this face during the afternoon shooting."
"With the true story of our perverted brother, it's hard not to get ten rings." Butcher Zhang laughed.
Other students also expressed their confidence.
Cheng Bingbing looked at Chen Nan with a strange look. She felt that Zhang Fei's name for Chen Nan was so appropriate. He was an out-and-out pervert.
He already has a girlfriend, but he still teases her and wants to be with Chu Wenwen.
This is no longer an ordinary pervert, he is simply hopelessly perverted.
Cheng Bingbing turned around and returned to the judges' table.
After 12 o'clock in the afternoon, all thirty classes' queue training ended, and finally there was another highest score of 98 points.
Class 1 and the previous class were already ranked tied for second place.
If you want to reverse the situation and win first place, you can only rely on the afternoon target shooting competition.
"Don't be nervous about the afternoon shooting. Just follow the normal shooting instructions taught by Chen Nan. The first place will be our class." After eating and resting, Cheng Bingbing encouraged her confidently.
