"You will not join the shooting club, will you?" Zhou Xiao Yang asked with some consternation.

Ning Tiantian blinked, "can't I?"

Zhou Xiaoyang quickly shook his head, "no I thought that beautiful and delicate girls like you should like those clubs singing and dancing. I didn't expect you would like shooting too

"How can you like shooting like a man or a woman?" Mu Xingchen expresses great disappointment to Ning Tiantian.

"No, I don't like shooting." Ning Tiantian shook her head slightly, held her chin and said to them, "I chose shooting because brother ink likes shooting!"

As long as it is something he likes, she will try to like it.

“……”

A mouthful of dog food.

Zhou Xiaoyang was silent, and directly drew out an application form for shooting and shooting to her, "here is the form, that, Tiantian. I still want to tell you that shooting club is the most difficult one among all the clubs. When it reaches the standard, you can enter the club. Do you want to report several other societies?"

Zhou Xiaoyang is worried that if she can't choose, there will be no club to join.

"Ah, but also assessment?" Ning Tiantian was stunned for a moment, but she never played design projects, but reported to other clubs, "forget it, I can't sing and dance. If I can't get into the shooting club, then I won't join any club."

"All right." Zhou Xiaoyang saw her so insistent, also did not force, then took the form to go to other students.

Ning Tiantian looks at the shooting club application form on the table top, quickly takes out the pen, fills in her basic information, and then finds out a two inch photo and sticks it in the photo column with double-sided adhesive tape.

"Everyone, please fill it in quickly. It will be handed in later." Zhou Xiaoyang said another sentence on the platform.

"I've filled it out!" Ning Tiantian was the first to give the form to Zhou Xiaoyang.

"Well." Zhou Xiaoyang checked it and put it away when there was no problem. She couldn't help but remind her again, "if you don't join the club, you can't be too sad then."

"No way." Ning Tiantian shook her head and said calmly, "I will only be very sad!"

“……”

After a while, Zhou Xiaoyang handed in the application forms to the society.

High school shooting club.

The president is having a discussion with the schoolmaster. After the exchange, the president puts down the air gun and looks at the man with a cold face beside him, "Li Xuechang, can I have an unkind request?"

"No Li Yanmo answered him without expression, and took off his white gloves slowly.

"Oh, I haven't even said anything about it. Why did you refuse so quickly?"

Li Yanmo slightly frowned, looked at him, and said directly, "it won't be a good thing anyway."

"I just want to invite you to give a few classes to the high school shooting club, and I promise I'll pay you a lot of money." The president pleaded.

"No time." Li Yanmo still refused. It seems that there is no possibility of changing his mind.

The president immediately sighed a long sigh, at this time, the door was knocked open.

"Come in."

As soon as his voice landed, he saw a student of the club come in with several application forms. "President, this is the list of new applicants to join the shooting club."

Then the student handed the form to the president.

"Let me see..." The president took it over, flipped it over, and immediately hooked his lips with interest, "Oh, this time, there are girls applying?"

You know, there are no other girls except Zhou Xiaoyang.