When fishing beauty is bound to the rich system

Until she lay in bed, she kept thinking about one question in her mind: what was the reason that made the Panasonic Group so confident in its territory in China?

He even sent her a threatening letter.

what is it then……

In the dark dormitory, Lin Xinran, who had her eyes closed, suddenly opened them. Her peach blossom eyes, which were usually cold and gentle, were now extremely cold, and even contained a hint of hostility and murderous intent.

She couldn't think of any other reason except that.

Lin Xinran has always been a person who likes to plan ahead. She would never put herself in a dangerous situation, let alone do anything she is not sure of.

This was also the experience she gained from escaping in her previous life. She would habitually review what happened in a day. If something made her feel wrong, or if there was something confusing, she would not ignore it. She would do her best to explore it bit by bit.

If she doesn't figure this out, she probably won't be able to sleep all night.

Lin Xinran, who had figured out some ideas, glanced at his phone, quickly closed his eyes and prepared to go to sleep.

Perhaps, the nature of this matter is slightly different.

Maybe she can do something...

Or maybe, in some places, it's time for a major change.

With a lot of thoughts in her mind, Lin Xinran didn't sleep well that night.

In her dream, she dreamed that she was on the run, an endless run. She seemed to be seriously injured, and she didn't know where she should run, but she never stopped, and kept moving forward numbly towards the illusory vitality.

Until she was shot in the chest, she could no longer control her body and fell to the ground, feeling the blood in her body constantly draining away. It was this familiar feeling again.

Lin Xinran opened her eyes slightly, touched her slightly aching heart, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled. After doing this for five cycles, she finally felt her consciousness return.

She chuckled, she didn't know how many times she had died in her dreams.

Fortunately, this is just a dream.

Maybe because she had died so many times, she actually felt a little used to it.

She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and looked at the time. It was six o'clock in the morning.

Lin Xinran made the bed, got out quietly, took a quick shower, tidied herself up, and went downstairs to buy breakfast.

When she came back, the other three had just gotten out of bed.

"You guys are awake. I just bought breakfast, including eggs and buns. Go wash up."

Song Qingyan had finished washing up. When she heard that Lin Xinran bought breakfast, her eyes were full of hearts and she couldn't help but give Lin Xinran a loving hug.

She held Lin Xinran's hand, but felt something cold.

"Why are your hands so cold?"

Song Qingyan frowned slightly, then covered her cold hands with her own, trying to warm her with her own temperature.

Chu Xi, who had just finished washing up, heard the voice from this side. Her cold eyes were full of worry. She raised her hand and touched Lin Xinran's forehead. After confirming that she didn't have a fever, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you feeling unwell somewhere? How about taking a day off from training today?"

Song Qingyan also nodded in agreement: "Your complexion is not good today. Although you are usually very pale, you are too pale today. Why don't you go to the infirmary for a check-up."

Lin Xinran smiled and shook her hand: "I'm fine, don't worry. If I feel really uncomfortable, I will ask the instructor for leave to go to the infirmary."

"Okay then, don't be stubborn. If you feel uncomfortable, tell Chu Xi and the others. I won't train with you. I'm a little worried about your condition today."

Taking advantage of the height difference, Chu Xi ruffled Lin Xinran's hair and said, "Don't worry, we will take good care of her."

Lin Xinran silently took a bite of the bun. She really just didn’t sleep well. After hearing what they said, she felt as if she had some serious illness and couldn’t take care of herself.

After dinner, on the way to the playground, the sun came out and hung high in the sky.

The warm sunlight shining on Lin Xinran's body made her feel the coldness in her body dissipate instantly. She relaxed completely and couldn't help but squint her eyes comfortably.

Today's entire day of training is related to shooting, but the venue is different. In the morning, free shooting training is conducted outdoors, and in the afternoon, shooting training and assessment are conducted in the stadium.

Although it is called an assessment, it actually accounts for a very small proportion of the individual's total military training score, so today's training content is relatively easy.

On the playground, the instructor took a rifle and began to teach them how to shoot step by step.

"Pay attention. When shooting from a standing position, your eyes should look at the target through here... your arms should be raised here... your body should be straighter, and..."

The male students listened to the instructor's explanation attentively, and some of them even looked eager to try, seeming to be very confident.

The female classmates were nervous and a little curious, and Ding Qian was the particularly nervous one.

Lin Xinran smiled and poked her arm: "Don't worry, as long as you have the courage to fire the first shot, then the remaining shots will not be a problem. If it really doesn't work... just treat the targets opposite you as your good friends from Sakura Country. With the buff bonus, it shouldn't be a problem."

Ding Qian looked at the fixed target not far away, squinted her eyes, and seemed to be less nervous.

"Don't tell me, don't tell me, it really works."

Seeing that she was no longer nervous and even looked a little excited, Lin Xinran turned her head with relief and continued to listen to the instructor's explanation.

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. No matter how much you talk, it is better to just try it.

"Start from the first row. There are 20 bullets in total. Follow the order of lying down, standing, and kneeling. There is no hard and fast requirement. Just fire all 20 bullets."

The first row is Lin Xinran’s row.

There are ten people in a row, so ten mats are placed in front. There is an instructor next to each mat. This is also to ensure the safety of the students. Instructors are specially transferred to teach shooting.

Lin Xinran stood up, pulled Ding Qian beside him, and patted her shoulder: "Don't be nervous."

Ding Qian gave her a reassuring look and walked to the corresponding instructor.

Coincidentally, the instructor next to Lin Xinran was the instructor in charge of their class this time. There seemed to be some expectation in the instructor's eyes when he looked at Lin Xinran, which made her think that the instructor chose to be in charge of this class because of her.

As it turns out, this is true.

Teachers always prefer students who are good at studying and have spiritual talents, and the same goes for instructors.

"Hello, instructor."

Lin Xinran greeted very politely, then lay down in a standard posture, holding the rifle skillfully, raising the gun, aiming, and doing it all in one go.

The instructor's eyes lit up instantly. Regardless of the result of her beating, at least the process and standard posture were very pleasing to the eye!

The instructor next to him was also amazed by Lin Xinran's posture for a moment. He looked at the students around him, sighed, and said patiently: "Don't worry, classmates, this is a gun, not a bomb, and it won't bite. You can't aim at it from such a distance. Hold your head like this..."