Chapter 855 Qin Sheng, Ten Rings

Soon, one minute passed, Qin Sheng put down the gun, she stood up, her back straight.

Zhao Xiang deliberately glanced at Qin Sheng's target.

There is a hole in the middle of the tenth ring.

Zhao Xiang was stunned, impossible, with Qin Sheng's level, how could it be possible to shoot in the middle of the tenth ring?

Zhao Xiang was busy looking elsewhere.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

There is only the hole in the tenth ring, and there are no other places.

It seems that the tenth ring was hit, but Qin Sheng was lucky, and the other four bullets missed the target.

This time, what would she pass Qin Sheng to see?

The instructor walked over and started registering the students' shooting scores.

The voice is very high, and it reaches the ears of every student in the class very clearly.

"Ye Fangming, thirty-five rings."

"Li Jinhao, thirty-third ring."

"..."

The instructor walked over to Zhao Xiang's target, and when he saw Zhao Xiang's results, he was surprised and raised his voice, "Zhao Xiang, the forty-third ring."

The voice fell, and there was a round of applause.

"It's amazing, forty-three rings, and an average of nine rings per target. This is the best result so far."

"It's only been two or three days of study, and it's amazing to have such grades."

"I can have thirty-five rings, and I can wake up laughing in my dreams, not to mention forty-three rings."

Hearing this, Zhao Xiang raised his head proudly.

In fact, she not only studied for three days, but for the past four weeks, every night she asked Zhao father to arrange a special teacher for her to teach her this.

Zhao Xiang wants to surpass Qin Sheng and get the first place in the military training of the medical department.

After recording Zhao Xiang's score, the instructor came to Qin Sheng's target.

Seeing that there was only one hole, he frowned and shouted loudly, "Qin Sheng, ten rings."

Hearing this, Zhao Xiang glanced at Qin Sheng mockingly.

Oh, sure enough, even the target can't be shot.

In addition to the medical students, as well as the computer students who have passed the shooting test, they all came to watch Qin Sheng's competition. When they heard the instructor's words, they couldn't believe that Qin Sheng only scored in the tenth ring?

They discussed each other, "It's fake, it must be fake, Qin Xiaohua is so powerful, how could he only have the tenth ring score?"

"I looked at the target, yes, it's ten rings."

"It's over, Qin Xiaohua, who is so delicate and tender, was thrown into the base for training. It's too miserable."

"..."

Shen Jiayue put her arms around her chest and watched this scene with a sneer, her heart filled with joy.

She could finally see Qin Sheng make a fool of himself.

There was a lot of noise around, but the girl standing in the middle was not affected by it at all.

Shen Jiayue said loudly and mockingly, "Qin Sheng, why don't you take part in military training with such grades? Don't you fail, and you've also dragged down your entire class!"

Shooting is not only an individual assessment, but the grades are also included in the total grades of the whole class.

Hearing that, some students in the class inevitably had some complaints against Qin Sheng.

Qin Sheng glanced at Shen Jiayue, the ridicule in her eyes made Shen Jiayue instantly angry.

Qin Sheng dares to make fun of her?

How dare she? She shot thirty-three, Qin Sheng only shot ten!

The instructor frowned and asked, "Student Qin Sheng, what's the matter with you? Since you have applied for exemption from military training, you should have such strength. Why are your grades in such a mess?"

The instructor questioned directly, but did not show Qin Sheng any sympathy.

Qin Sheng's red lips parted lightly, "My score should be fifty rings."