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GuQing stopped practicing.
He glanced out of the window.
There's someone out of the window. She probably only knew it yesterday.
And almost as long as she knew someone, she knew who that was in an instant.
It's the general instructor.
She didn't know what the chief instructor meant.
The day before tomorrow, Huo Yingcheng sent himself a text message full of indignation, saying, "your chief instructor, that bastard, doesn't care about you at all." Mingming said so clearly.
But she was still aware of the existence of the general instructor.
No matter what, why accompany yourself.
It's all like this. Gu Qingjiu doesn't think that the chief instructor came here by the way.
She can't say how she feels, but now her mind is full only of the goals set by Qinhuai.
It's about a magic block.
She had always had an indescribable feeling that she could feel.
It's like she was born with a sensitivity to shooting.
But I just couldn't hit it.
But when she thought of the lonely and proud figure outside the window, her mind was filled with other things.
Holding the gun again, she shivered in an instant.
All of a sudden, she felt the tension in her head.
If
If this gun can be shot.
Then she will do one thing.
To do something she thought for a long time, to do something she thought she couldn't do in her life.
Qin Huai's words, Yu family's ugly face
As well, the always cold and aloof expression of the general instructor.
All of a sudden, it was overlapping in her brain.
"It's a great honor to let you go back to Yu's house!"
"Gu Qingjiu, I really hate your face. Why does sulingche fall in love with me? Don't you think about it. Are you worthy of comparison with me?"
"It's also said to be a genius, but I dare to make a fool of it!"
…… You and him can never, can not, you are not a world
…… Give up, you can't do it.
"What are you crying for? You're useless!"
The last sentence, like a magic spell, interrupted the string in Gu Qingjiu's mind.
No, nothing is impossible!
Gu Qingjiu quickly tightens his pupils, and his fingers press the trigger in a moment!
"Bang!"
"Drop! Number three, ten rings! "
The cold electronic voice makes the result report sound, which is the standard testing instrument for testing results.
Gu Qingjiu takes back his hand in a dazed way, and wins again.
100 meters, her challenge, once again successful
The idea of that brain finally came true.
She is going to do it.
Gu Qingjiu was silent for a moment, his expression was condensed, and suddenly he fired five shots in succession.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!"
"Didi, number three, nine rings, nine rings, ten rings, nine rings, ten rings!"
Hear the result report from the shooting range.
Outside the door, the voice raised a soft smile like the melting spring snow.
Then he took his cell phone out of his uniform pocket, left the shooting range and dialed a number to get out.
Late at night, the person who answered the phone was a little careful to ask about the meaning of he Niancheng.
"I'll see Qinhuai tomorrow morning."
"Do you have any orders for him? I can communicate it to him. "
The footsteps stopped quickly, and the tall back seemed to blend into the night.
What I heard was a deep voice like a piece of ice hardened for thousands of years. With the night wind, it was as if it was ringing in the abyss --
"I want him to know that my people are not driven by his garbage."
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GuQing stopped practicing.
He glanced out of the window.
There's someone out of the window. She probably only knew it yesterday.
And almost as long as she knew someone, she knew who that was in an instant.
It's the general instructor.
She didn't know what the chief instructor meant.
The day before tomorrow, Huo Yingcheng sent himself a text message full of indignation, saying, "your chief instructor, that bastard, doesn't care about you at all." Mingming said so clearly.
But she was still aware of the existence of the general instructor.
No matter what, why accompany yourself.
It's all like this. Gu Qingjiu doesn't think that the chief instructor came here by the way.
She can't say how she feels, but now her mind is full only of the goals set by Qinhuai.
It's about a magic block.
She had always had an indescribable feeling that she could feel.
It's like she was born with a sensitivity to shooting.
But I just couldn't hit it.
But when she thought of the lonely and proud figure outside the window, her mind was filled with other things.
Holding the gun again, she shivered in an instant.
All of a sudden, she felt the tension in her head.
If
If this gun can be shot.
Then she will do one thing.
To do something she thought for a long time, to do something she thought she couldn't do in her life.
Qin Huai's words, Yu family's ugly face
As well, the always cold and aloof expression of the general instructor.
All of a sudden, it was overlapping in her brain.
"It's a great honor to let you go back to Yu's house!"
"Gu Qingjiu, I really hate your face. Why does sulingche fall in love with me? Don't you think about it. Are you worthy of comparison with me?"
"It's also said to be a genius, but I dare to make a fool of it!"
…… You and him can never, can not, you are not a world
…… Give up, you can't do it.
"What are you crying for? You're useless!"
The last sentence, like a magic spell, interrupted the string in Gu Qingjiu's mind.
No, nothing is impossible!
Gu Qingjiu quickly tightens his pupils, and his fingers press the trigger in a moment!
"Bang!"
"Drop! Number three, ten rings! "
The cold electronic voice makes the result report sound, which is the standard testing instrument for testing results.
Gu Qingjiu takes back his hand in a dazed way, and wins again.
100 meters, her challenge, once again successful
The idea of that brain finally came true.
She is going to do it.
Gu Qingjiu was silent for a moment, his expression was condensed, and suddenly he fired five shots in succession.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!"
"Didi, number three, nine rings, nine rings, ten rings, nine rings, ten rings!"
Hear the result report from the shooting range.
Outside the door, the voice raised a soft smile like the melting spring snow.
Then he took his cell phone out of his uniform pocket, left the shooting range and dialed a number to get out.
Late at night, the person who answered the phone was a little careful to ask about the meaning of he Niancheng.
"I'll see Qinhuai tomorrow morning."
"Do you have any orders for him? I can communicate it to him. "
The footsteps stopped quickly, and the tall back seemed to blend into the night.
What I heard was a deep voice like a piece of ice hardened for thousands of years. With the night wind, it was as if it was ringing in the abyss --
"I want him to know that my people are not driven by his garbage."
GuQing stopped practicing. He glanced out of the window. There's someone out of the window. She probably only knew it yesterday. And almost as long as she knew someone, she knew who that was in an instant. It's the general instructor. She didn't know what the chief instructor meant. The day before tomorrow, Huo Yingcheng sent himself a text message full of indignation, saying, "your chief instructor, that bastard, doesn't care about you at all." Mingming said so clearly. But she was still aware of the existence of the general instructor. No matter what, why accompany yourself. It's all like this. Gu Qingjiu doesn't think that the chief instructor came here by the way. She can't say how she feels, but now her mind is full only of the goals set by Qinhuai. It's about a magic block. She had always had an indescribable feeling that she could feel. It's like she was born with a sensitivity to shooting. But I just couldn't hit it. But when she thought of the lonely and proud figure outside the window, her mind was filled with other things. Holding the gun again, she shivered in an instant. All of a sudden, she felt the tension in her head. If If this gun can be shot. Then she will do one thing. To do something she thought for a long time, to do something she thought she couldn't do in her life. Qin Huai's words, Yu family's ugly face As well, the always cold and aloof expression of the general instructor. All of a sudden, it was overlapping in her brain. "It's a great honor to let you go back to Yu's house!" "Gu Qingjiu, I really hate your face. Why does sulingche fall in love with me? Don't you think about it. Are you worthy of comparison with me?" "It's also said to be a genius, but I dare to make a fool of it!" You and him can never, can not, you are not a world Give up, you can't do it. "What are you crying for? You're useless!" The last sentence, like a magic spell, interrupted the string in Gu Qingjiu's mind. No, nothing is impossible! Gu Qingjiu quickly tightens his pupils, and his fingers press the trigger in a moment! "Bang!" "Drop! Number three, ten rings! " The cold electronic voice makes the result report sound, which is the standard testing instrument for testing results. Gu Qingjiu takes back his hand in a dazed way, and wins again. 100 meters, her challenge, once again successful The idea of that brain finally came true. She is going to do it. Gu Qingjiu was silent for a moment, his expression was condensed, and suddenly he fired five shots in succession. "Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!" "Didi, number three, nine rings, nine rings, ten rings, nine rings, ten rings!" Hear the result report from the shooting range. Outside the door, the voice raised a soft smile like the melting spring snow. Then he took his cell phone out of his uniform pocket, left the shooting range and dialed a number to get out. Late at night, the person who answered the phone was a little careful to ask about the meaning of he Niancheng. "I'll see Qinhuai tomorrow morning." "Do you have any orders for him? I can communicate it to him. " The footsteps stopped quickly, and the tall back seemed to blend into the night. What I heard was a deep voice like a piece of ice hardened for thousands of years. With the night wind, it was as if it was ringing in the abyss -- "I want him to know that my people are not driven by his garbage."
