My Girlfriend Who Develops Through Development

Furthermore, considering the large number of participants, it was stipulated that ten bullets must be fired within thirty seconds.

It was precisely because of this regulation that the target practice session proceeded very quickly.

In less than ten minutes, one squad had finished shooting. The best score in the 82-person squad was only 58 rings, and most of them scored in the teens or twenties.

Seeing this result, Wang Bo frowned. "The shooting performance of the first squad is not ideal. How about this: whoever can score over 80 rings can compete with our instructor. If they win..."

Before Wang Bo could finish speaking, Ke Renyi's voice rang out, "Whoever beats the instructor, I, the principal, will personally treat them to a Manchu Han Imperial Feast."

"Wow……"

An uproar erupted from each of the formations.

A banquet between Manchu and Han Dynasties?

This word is just a familiar idiom to many people, and it was Ke Renyi's promise that made them realize that a Manchu Han Imperial Feast could actually be eaten...

The students who had not yet practiced shooting were immediately excited.

On the other hand, the students who had finished shooting were dejected, with only one thought in their minds.

Why didn't you tell me earlier?

Why didn't you tell me earlier?

Why didn't you say so sooner...?

Chapter 590 I'll Pull the Trigger

"The Manchu Han Imperial Feast?"

In the third formation, An Youyu's eyes lit up involuntarily when she heard the words "Manchu Han Imperial Feast".

Not long ago, she had a Manchu Han Imperial Feast, which left a very deep impression on her.

One word: Great!

Two words: Delicious!

Three words: Delicious!

However, the Manchu Han Imperial Feast has a total of 108 dishes, and you can imagine how expensive it is. She herself would definitely not be willing to eat it. However, if someone else were to treat her, she would not refuse.

The Manchu Han Imperial Feast, hey, here I come!

Lin Mo, who was in the fourth formation, rolled his eyes after hearing Ke Renyi's words and thought to himself, "This is bad!"

Originally, he just wanted to go through the motions of the target practice and keep a low profile.

Recently, Lin Mo felt that he had become conspicuous enough. As the saying goes, "People are afraid of becoming famous, just as pigs are afraid of getting fat." Being too conspicuous can easily attract unnecessary trouble.

But after Ke Renyi's meddling, do they want to keep a low profile?

Impossible!

Lin Mo knew An Youyu well; this girl had three great loves in her life: money, food, and reading.

The Manchu Han Imperial Feast was incredibly tempting for her; without a doubt, this girl would give it her all.

Even though it was An Youyu's first time handling a gun, no one knew better than Lin Mo how smart she was. As long as this girl wanted to, shooting a gun wouldn't be difficult for her.

Most importantly, this girl can also do calculations!

Some might say that even if An Youyu scores well in target practice, Lin Mo can still just go through the motions.

but……

What if a boy also beats the instructor?

Doesn't that mean An Youyu is going to eat with other boys?

Therefore, Lin Mo must also be present...

Fortunately, An Youyu was in the third squad and he was in the fourth squad. He could wait for An Youyu's shooting results and then decide whether to take it seriously based on her scores.

Soon, the second formation finished firing.

Despite the reward given by Ke Renyi, every student in the second squad was extremely serious, but the reality was extremely cruel. The best target score of the second squad was only 63 rings.

This reality dealt a heavy blow to many students.

"Formation number three, first row, line up. Fire three acclimatization rounds in one minute."

An Youyu walked to the firing point and was the first to fire.

"Bam—"

Missed the target!

The powerful recoil of the rifle caused her to stumble backward, her unsteady gait drawing snickers from many students.

Soon, the students' smiles froze on their faces.

An Youyu took a step back, quickly regained her balance, moved her right foot back half a foot, and in just two or three seconds, pulled the trigger again.

"Bam—"

"The Third Ring Road!"

The next second, another gunshot rang out, and a red score appeared on the electronic screen to her right.

"Ten rings!"

The entire process, from start to finish, took only five or six seconds. While other students were still adjusting their breathing, An Youyu had already fired three acclimatization rounds.

This speed left many students speechless.

Not only was she fast, but more importantly, An Youyu also scored a perfect score of ten on a single shot. You should know that before, the first and second formations, with more than a hundred people, had not hit the bullseye once, whether in the practice rounds or in the actual target practice.

"Wow, An Youyu is so lucky!"

"really."

"Tsk, no wonder he's the top scholar, even when it comes to luck he's still unmatched!"

"Sigh, I wish my goddess wasn't a looks-obsessed person. Although I'm not as good-looking as Lin Mo, I don't think I'm any worse than Lin Mo in other aspects."

"for example?"

"For example, my hand speed is incredibly fast. My hand speed after being single for nineteen years is unmatched in the world!"

...

No one believed that An Youyu had hit the bullseye with her own skill. Only Lin Mo's eyebrows twitched involuntarily when he saw the bullseye score.

Finish the calf!

You mastered it so quickly?

This……

The soldier who was recording the score two meters behind An Youyu was also startled and hurriedly stepped forward, "Student, you're so fast?"

An Youyu turned around and looked at her, her eyes filled with doubt, "Can't we fight this fast?"

The girl's beauty momentarily stunned the soldier, who quickly looked away, looking somewhat embarrassed. "It's possible, but fighting so fast isn't good for your adaptation."

"I think it's okay."

An Youyu pursed her lips, released the safety, and laboriously raised the rifle in her hand. "Don't worry, instructor, I will definitely get good results."

This smile startled the soldier; in a short period of time, this was the second time he had been lost in thought.

"Come on."

A minute passed quickly. After Wang Bo surveyed the area, he announced, "Attention everyone, you have thirty seconds to empty the magazine. Any shooting results exceeding this time will be invalid."

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"Bam—"

"Bam—"

...

The moment the instructor's voice fell, An Youyu raised her gun and pulled the trigger quickly. With each shot, her right foot would move forward about fifteen centimeters, and the recoil from firing would push her back another ten centimeters.

In the back-and-forth movement, all ten bullets had been fired.

The bright red Olympic rings on the electronic screen on the right dazzled countless people.

Ten rings?

Ten rings!!!

At the same time, countless students raised their hands to rub their eyes.

But no matter how much they rubbed their eyes, the ten perfect scores on the electronic screen recording An Youyu's shooting results were still dazzling.

After everyone finished shooting, the other students who had shot also noticed An Youyu's shooting score, and they all looked like they were questioning their existence.

The playground fell silent.

Lin Mo managed a weak tug at the corner of his mouth.

Can't this little thing be a little more discreet?

Even if you want to eat a Manchu Han Imperial Feast, you don't need to hit ten rings, right?

That was really too much force!

Ke Renyi and Cao Lian, who were watching the target practice, were also shocked by An Youyu's shooting results. The two exchanged a silent glance.

"Director Cao, am I dreaming?"

"Principal, shall I pinch you?"

Ke Renyi glared at him, "Why are you pinching me? If anyone's going to pinch someone, it'll be you!"

As he spoke, he pinched Cao Lian's arm hard, and the intense pain made Cao Lian gasp. "It's not a dream, this girl really hit ten bullseyes."

Ke Renyi's white beard trembled as he stared at the girl's back for a long while, finally concluding, "A genius, indeed, in every field..."