The daughter is reborn: the abstinent boss pampers her and becomes addicted to her

Seeing Qian Zupeng still in a daze, he pushed him.

"You better behave yourself later."

"dad?"

When Qian Zupeng saw his father's half-smile, he reacted quickly.

His father wanted him to seize this opportunity to save his face in public.

"Good dad."

When it was the students' turn to perform, they did not hide their excitement on their faces. They were eager to try and asked the people next to them to compete.

"Bibibi, if you lose, tonight's drinking will be on me!"

"Don't drink? Then treat me to some fried chicken legs from the cafeteria. I can eat two of those crispy chicken legs in one meal!"

"Hahahaha - you're out of bullets now? Where did you shoot?"

"Look at me. Oh my god, I accidentally scored 79. Isn't your dad awesome?"

"Fuck, who is that girl? She's pretty good, 81 rings!"

"..."

"Goddess Siyu, look at my gun-holding posture, is it correct? Ouch!"

Before Jiang Siyu could answer, the instructor kicked her: "Didn't I teach you? Stop trying to show off. Shoot well and don't waste bullets!"

Instructor Lu looked at Jiang Siyu's movements and found them to be quite normal. It was obvious that she played a lot.

After the other students had finished fighting, Qian Zupeng and several instructors who were going to be with An Yu stepped forward.

Qian Zupeng deliberately chose a seat next to An Yu.

Instructor Lu was a step slower and casually glanced at Qian Zupeng and An Yu.

Instructor Lu knew that he had served in the military and was looking forward to his results.

As for An Yu.

His movements were lazy and casual. He tilted his head, raised his gun and pointed in a certain direction, looking very confident.

Instructor Lu was startled.

The team he previously led had a rebellious but omnipotent troublemaker, whose actions were very similar to hers.

Qian Zupeng was very calm this time.

Gun control in the country is strict, and ordinary people usually have no chance to touch a gun. At most, they can go to a shooting range to experience it.

No matter how often you go to the shooting range, it is not as good as the soldiers in the military district practicing every day.

That's muscle memory engraved in our DNA.

Thinking of this, he smiled contemptuously at An Yu.

"An Yu, now that you're here, do you want to play something more challenging?"

An Yu raised his eyebrows slightly: "How can it be more challenging?"

Qian Zupeng didn't answer her, but turned his head to look at Ye Siyan.

"Mr. Ye, since our group is different from other students, why don't we make it more difficult and change the target to a moving one."

Before Ye Siyan could say anything, Mayor Qian spoke up: "This is a good suggestion. The level of the instructors should be pretty good. Only by moving can we make the difference!"

An Yu's eyes lit up instantly. This was obviously more fun!

She had wanted to ask a long time ago, but she thought that this was military training and it would be inappropriate to ask for special treatment.

Instructor Lu said very rudely: "Have you forgotten that there is a freshman?"

The other instructors also nodded, "Yeah, yeah, just have fun for a bit, why do you have to do so many things?"

They did not forget that Ye Siyan had just asked them to play with this girl.

It would be so boring if a girl couldn't hit the target at all.

An Yu didn't say anything, just looked at Ye Siyan eagerly.

In the eyes of others, people thought that An Yu hoped not to be a moving target.

"Okay, let's move the target."

Upon hearing this, An Yu made a "yeah" gesture to Ye Siyan and blew him a kiss.

Qian Zupeng didn't see An Yu's actions, but when he heard Ye Siyan say this, he felt relieved.

I thought, I’m going to beat An Yu to zero this time.

He turned his head slightly and whispered to An Yu: "If you sincerely apologize to me, I can consider saving two bullets to hit your target later."

An Yu asked him: "What is your best score in moving target?"

Qian Zupeng thought for a moment and said, "In previous training, our lowest score was 5 rings. Anything below 5 rings was not considered a score, so my best score was only 49 rings."

If those below 5 rings are counted, he will definitely have more than rings.

ha?

An Yu glanced at him sideways and was inexplicably tickled by him.

The best score was only 49.

That's how bad the average score must be.

With this result, you have the nerve to ask for two shots from her.

How could he have the nerve to say it out loud.

An Yu smiled and waved his hands repeatedly, "Goodbye, please, don't hit me, otherwise you will blame me when you don't get the grades later."

Qian Zupeng was instantly enraged by her: "You don't know what's good for you! When you give me 0 points later, I will definitely be the one laughing the loudest!"

An Yu looked at him and said seriously, "Well, I'm afraid you will forget it later, so I'll say it again, don't stare at my target, otherwise I will think you are deliberately blaming me for your poor grades."

Qian Zupeng's eyes were gloomy, and he felt embarrassed as if he had been exposed.

An Yu lay on the ground, counted the bullets in his hand a few times, loaded them skillfully, loaded the gun, and took aim.

After thinking about it, she took the time to whisper to Qian Zupeng: "Don't worry, I will definitely not laugh if you lose later."

It’s meaningless to win against others, but she will smile if she wins against Ye Siyan.

Qian Zupeng didn't want to talk to An Yu anymore and decided to let his grades speak for him.

Even if she got 10 points, he would praise her.

I’m afraid she won’t hit.

Qian Zupeng remembers very clearly that when he first came into contact with a moving target, he scored 0 points.

He didn't believe An Yu could be much better than him.

An Yu thought of something and was about to turn around when she saw Ye Siyan walking towards her with a gun in hand.

I have to say, "Ye Siyan, how do you know what I want to say?"

Ye Siyan raised his eyebrows, "What do you want to say?"

An Yu: "Nothing...Oh yes, if I win you have to buy me milk tea."

"Didn't you say you should quit for half a month?"

An Yu gave a sly smile: "I didn't buy it myself, so your invitation doesn't count."

"Is this what you said you would insist on?"

"I insisted. I said I would quit milk tea and I will say it every day."

Ye Siyan stretched out his finger and flicked her forehead, "You are quite good at reasoning, I will tell you after you win."

An Yu buried his head on the gun barrel and rubbed it affectionately, then patted it gently, muttering: "Go, go, go, for my milk tea!"

Qian Zupeng sneered in his heart.

He even wants others to buy him a cup of milk tea. He is so materialistic.

An Yu didn't expect you to be like this. Everyone has been deceived by you.

Qian Zupeng disliked An Yu for flirting with others beside him, but at the same time he was secretly happy that only he knew this side of her.

The target in front began to move and a whistle sounded.

Dozens of noises rang out in succession, and everyone finished within 10 seconds.

An Yu stood up as if nothing had happened.

Ye Siyan stood beside her and reached out to pinch her shoulders.

An Yu was very satisfied with the strength: "This technician is not bad, I will order you next time."

Ye Siyan applied a little force with his fingers: "Do you want to order another technician?"

An Yu felt a slight pain in her shoulder, and struggled to shake him off.

He raised his fist and waved it twice, as if he was going to hit him.