Chen Qianqian followed Mo Shangjun down the mountain, and Duan Zimu stayed on the mountain to clean up the garbage.
The rain is still falling.
Mo Shangyun walked in front with a flashlight, and Chen Qianqian followed behind.
Chen Qianqian stared at Mo Shangyun's back.
The shoulders are thin and thin, but the waist and back are straight, like a slender but tough gun, just like the 88 sniper she just touched.
“Hey.”
Halfway through the mountain, Chen Qianqian, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly called Mo Shangyun.
"how?"
Mo Shangyun, who was walking in front, kept his pace and responded casually.
Chen Qianqian paused, then accelerated her speed a little, took a few steps forward, and came to Mo Shangyun's side.
She turned her head and looked at Mo Shangyun's silhouette.
Mo Shangyun was wearing a black raincoat and a hat with a raincoat on her head. The hat was very big, almost covering her head. Chen Qianqian could only see half of her face.
In the dim light, even her appearance could only be seen clearly.
Chen Qianqian, who had made sufficient mental preparations, stammered at Mo Shangyun and said, "That happened just now... thank you."
This thank you made Chen Qianqian feel a little guilty.
When she first came to the training camp, Chen Qianqian arranged her a lot because of Mo Shangyun's various performances, and even said bad things about her in private. Some even got caught on the spot by Mo Shangyun.
I really never thought that Mo Shangyun would take such a big risk to help her one day.
Thinking of all the previous things, Chen Qianqian felt guilty.
"Um."
Mo Shangyun nodded perfunctorily, not even looking at her.
Chen Qianqian followed Mo Shangyun closely.
After a while, she thought for a while and asked with some anticipation: "Do you believe in my shooting skills?"
"I don't believe it." Mo Shangyun answered decisively.
Chen Qianqian was shocked, "Then dare you let me shoot you?"
Mo Shangyun paused slightly, then turned her head and glanced at Chen Qianqian lightly, "You can't even aim at such a close distance, so there is no need to stay."
Chen Qianqian: "..."
Oh shit.
You can aim at the target so close, but is it the same as the target being targeted by the person?
What psychological quality does that require!
This man was relieved to himself, but he kept insisting on saying this. I don’t know if it was embarrassed or intentional...
"I'm wearing a bulletproof vest." Mo Shangyun said slowly, "As for the head, I did take some risks."
Chen Qianqian: "..."
My YY just now disappeared without a trace in Mo Shangyun's extremely frank and straightforward words.
Chen Qianqian felt two arrows, one in front and one behind, causing pain.
What the hell.
Oh shit.
No face at all.
Chen Qianqian gritted her teeth and suddenly realized that the little bit of gratitude she had previously given to Mo Shangyun had already disappeared.
Grandma, a bear.
Chen Qianqian stopped in place, clasped her hands tightly, and even the blue veins burst out in the darkness.
Mo Shangyun walked forward a few steps, but did not hear the sound of footsteps that followed each other, so she stopped.
She turned around, shook the flashlight in her hand, and swept in the direction where Chen Qianqian was standing.
Then, she raised her eyebrows in confusion, "Why, I want to wait for dawn?"
“…”
Chen Qianqian grind her teeth hard.
Finally, with a full of anger in his stomach, he walked towards Mo Shangyun very irritably.
Ahhhhh.
I really want to kill this bastard!
She didn't believe it anymore, Mo Shangyun's emotional intelligence is really that low!
It was definitely intentional for the bastard to say such words!
Chen Qianqian was so angry that she went crazy.
Mo Shangyun was still walking slowly in front.
What they say does contain intentional elements, but they are not a bit exaggerated.
She had seen Chen Qianqian's shooting results, and never saw Chen Qianqian actually shoot several times. The first time she went to see the shooting training, there were so many people, she didn't pay attention to Chen Qianqian. The only thing that had an impression was today Those three times in the afternoon.
The reason I paid attention to Chen Qianqian was because of her abnormal shooting results.
Just based on Chen Qianqian's performance in the afternoon, Mo Shangyun definitely would not completely believe Chen Qianqian.
So, she put thirty empty bottles first, and let Chen Qianqian accept the environment bit by bit, and then confirmed Chen Qianqian's shooting skills.
Chen Qianqian's marksmanship is OK, but her psychological quality is really unconvincing. For the sake of her own safety, Mo Shangyun wore a bulletproof vest to avoid being accidentally injured by Chen Qianqian.
Duan Zimu symbolically worried about her face and suggested that she wear a helmet, but Mo Shangyun refused on the grounds that she "had a small face".
Duan Zimu accepted her reason speechlessly.
After all, with Chen Qianqian's shooting skills, the possibility of accidentally aiming at Mo Shangyun's face is really low.
Since Chen Qianqian was so angry that she was very angry with Mo Shangyun, she chose not to communicate with Mo Shangyun throughout the whole process.
Mo Shangyun was thinking about something, but she was so happy that she didn't say anything, so the two of them went down the mountain without saying a word.
Then, he "passed by" the training ground without saying a word.
While passing by, Chen Qianqian took a look at her wrist watch, and it was still five minutes away from nine o'clock.
As expected, a group of students were trained to death.
"Hey." Chen Qianqian called Mo Shangyun.
"I don't call it 'eah'."
Mo Shangyun stopped.
"Instructor Mo." Chen Qianqian changed her words tactfully.
Mo Shangyun lifted her eyelids and said, "Say."
With his eyes rolling, Chen Qianqian asked deliberately: "You didn't hold grudges about that incident yesterday afternoon, did you?"
On this day, Mo Shangyun never cared about them, and no matter how he looked, he seemed to be holding a grudge.
Mo Shangyun narrowed her eyes and asked back with a sneer: "Do I look like a person who doesn't hold grudges?"
"picture!"
Chen Qianqian stood straight and nodded firmly.
Have you learned how to trick her?
Mo Shangyun's brow moved slightly, and she spit out a word gloomy, "Get out."
Chen Qianqian's body trembled.
Afterwards, he quickly "gets out".
Damn, I'm so grown up, I still hold a grudge... It's really... (To be continued)