C32 special comfort

However, this bit of encouragement did not matter. The heads on the platform could not help but turn their heads over. When the heads were startled, the official and Deputy Director sitting at the side broke out in a cold sweat. Especially when he realized that the crying waitress was actually his own daughter, he wanted to find a hole to hide in.

The official Deputy Director coughed lightly, wanting to divert the attention of the heads. However, Guan Xin who had already realized that she had lost her composure tensed her hands. The water bottle landed on the ground with a thud, the shattering sound was very crisp, but it was heartbreaking. Guan Xin was stupefied, and the official Deputy Director was even more so.

Chief E realized that the shouting of the waitress and the shattering of the glass pot had frozen the atmosphere. The company leaders of the Middle School, the Head Advisor and the Secret Service were all scared to the point that their faces turned ashen. Thus, Chief E took the lead in smiling and said, "Years (fragmented) and Peace. Years (fragmented), so be it."

The situation on the stage was similar, but Zhao Chuanqi, who was about to turn around and shoot, was enjoying something different.

He could hear that the cheering came from Guan Xin.

Although this cheer had disturbed Zhao Chuanqi's concentration to a certain extent, it did not affect his confidence in hitting his target. On the contrary, this encouragement from the opposite sex made his confidence even more saturated.

However, just as Zhao Chuanqi was about to turn and shoot at his target with his face covered, the clear sound of glass breaking startled Zhao Chuanqi who was completely focused. After all, the platform was only a dozen meters away from the shooting line.

The rage that had been suppressed was suddenly released.

Zhao Chuanqi felt that the finger pressing against the trigger seemed to be as heavy as a thousand gold.

To Zhao Chuanqi, the masked shooting was a new challenge he had come across in the past few months. Under the guidance of the beautiful instructor Gong Mengran, Zhao Chuanqi was very good and practically obtained the true inheritance of her consummate skill. However, to a certain extent, for novices, the greatest taboo in shooting with a mask is to be afraid of being disturbed.

One could imagine how difficult it was to walk without using one's eyes, not to mention shooting a target with one's eyes blindfolded! This required solid shooting skills, sensitive brain analysis of the target, and memory ability. It requires the shooter to accurately locate the target and its surroundings within a short period of time. Although these positions can not be directly felt with sight, but they can be vividly imprinted in the brain and then, with the aid of this precise imprint, shoot the target.

As such, he refused to pull the trigger.

At this moment, he felt extremely conflicted in his heart. Originally, he had been very confident that he would be able to accurately point the gun at the target. The muzzle of his gun even swayed slightly. He wanted to start all over again, take off his mask and start over. But if this were to happen, it would severely affect their impression of Gong Mengran and them. As the saying goes, a good horse does not eat the grass when it comes to it turning back one's head, how could they turn back so easily?

Gong Mengran, who had been watching Zhao Chuanqi from the side, naturally felt the unusual emotion that Zhao Chuanqi had displayed. A burst of cold sweat even broke out on his face.

"Don't be nervous, take your time." Gong Mengran comforted her softly.

Zhao Chuanqi nodded his head. The surrounding atmosphere was so quiet that it was somewhat terrifying. He could even hear the rustling of the leaves in the wind outside the wall. Taking a deep breath, Zhao Chuanqi calmed his emotions, straightened his wrist, and with a clench of his teeth, he fired his first shot!

"Ping …"

It was as if he could hear the sound of a balloon exploding.

He couldn't help but rejoice in his heart. After recovering some of his confidence, he continued to shoot a second time and a third time. Until the seventh shot.

From Gong Mengran's soft sigh, Zhao Chuanqi realized that the situation wasn't good.

With a trembling hand, he untied the black cloth that was covering his eyes and looked toward his target. At this moment, he felt like he was about to collapse.

There were actually four balloons in the third row, gently swaying in the wind. He seemed to be laughing at the assassin's incompetence and rejoicing at the fact that he had escaped this calamity.

He had only hit and blown up three balloons, and the chance of hit was less than half!

It's over! It was all over!

The leaders had originally been pointing at herself and Gong Mengran and shooting at them to increase the points for the both of them. However, because of their poor mental fortitude, they had made a major mistake in their performances, and might even lose all of them.

There was no applause, much less applause.

Like a lonely wild goose, Zhao Chuanqi was shot down from the sky by the hunters.

That feeling, it was so sad, so lost, so sour!

At this moment, Zhao Chuanqi thought of many things.

Guan Xin was like her nemesis, if not for her scream and the sound of the glass bottle shattering, how could she have made such a big mistake?

'F * ck! If I knew that this girl would spoil my plans today, I might as well have righted her in the corn. That way, I could feel a little better.

Hate, boundless hate!

He couldn't wait to turn around and slap this damned girl who had ruined his life a few times on her face!

Or was it that raping her for three hundred and six rounds would not quell her hatred?

But thinking about it again, it was not entirely Guan Xin's fault. Was it wrong for her to cheer herself on? She accidentally dropped the glass pot. Was there a mistake?

Weird, can only blame the heavens' will.

Could it be that the heavens want to punish me, Zhao Chuanqi?

Zhao Chuanqi did not dare to look straight into the eyes of the official Deputy Director and Captain Ann. His legs felt heavy and leaden. Facing the somewhat grave Gong Mengran at the side, he really wanted to say "I'm sorry", but he felt that this apology was far from enough to make up for her disappointment in him.

But Gong Mengran suddenly laughed and walked over to give Zhao Chuanqi a hug.

Even though her smile was forced.

Zhao Chuanqi was startled. He felt Gong Mengran pat her back and whispered in her ear, "It's okay, it's okay. You've already tried your best."

Zhao Chuanqi felt like crying.

This feeling was not only one of apology, but also of gratitude.

Still, he mustered his courage and said, I'm sorry. Gong Mengran put on a fearless look, extended his hand out and patted his shoulder, and said: "Is there something wrong! "As a man, it doesn't matter if you make a mistake once. Raising your head and sticking your chest out, you've already done very well!"

Even though he knew it was to comfort her, it seemed as if a lot of the burden in Zhao Chuanqi's heart had been removed.

Gong Mengran and Zhao Chuanqi walked down the stage shoulder to shoulder, and Special Guard Captain who was frowning and walking at the side had her hands folded behind her back. She scolded Zhao Chuanqi coldly: "Special Guard's face has been thrown by you alone! "You are just a piece of trash!"

But he didn't expect that Gong Mengran would straighten her body and stand in front of him, as he started arguing with An Ping, "Captain Ann, what do you mean by that? Do you think he wants to make a mistake? He doesn't want to make a mistake either! She has already done his best today, and it's already very good. If it's not me, Gong Mengran, speaking big, it's you, An Jing who is going on stage. You don't dare! For a specially recruited university student to be able to reach this level in just over a year's time, you should encourage him, not only suppress him, ridicule him! "

"You …" An Jun's face was ashen. He didn't think that Gong Mengran would stand up for Zhao Chuanqi and bicker with him. As the commander of the Special Guard, as Gong Mengran's superior, he had absolute authority to criticize and even punish Gong Mengran. A peerless beauty like her could topple cities and nations. No one would have the heart to do anything to her. Even if they only scolded her loudly, they wouldn't be able to bear it!

But as a leader, he had to find a way out for himself. Thus, he vented his anger back onto Zhao Chuanqi, pointed at his nose and cursed: "If you embarrass Special Guard, I will make you unable to raise your head again! Zhao Chuanqi, you better remember this, I, An Ran will never sympathize with the weak! "

As they were in a preparation area far away from the platform, the ruckus did not affect the end of the speech by the heads of the stage at all.

Of course, Chief E would not mention about Zhao Chuanqi's mistake in his concluding remarks. He merely gave a symbolic review of Special Guard's performance and proposed a few points of hope.

Chief E rose from the podium and began to walk away.

This also announced the end of the reporting performance.

Perhaps, this was just the end, and it wasn't complete yet.

The various unit leaders and observers brought the officers out of the range, leaving only the Special Guard and her men as well as Guan Xin who was stopped by the official Deputy Director. The other Deputy Director s accompanied their leaders and left. The Official Deputy Director walked around the group lightly a few steps with heavy thoughts, then he extended his finger and pointed at Zhao Chuanqi and Guan Xin.

The Shangguan Deputy Director did not say anything, but in Zhao Chuanqi's opinion, his simple body language already expressed his disappointment and anger.

Finally, the official Deputy Director snorted coldly and left with a flick of his sleeve.

An Ping feigned bravado again as he pointed at Zhao Chuanqi, following closely behind Shangguan Deputy Director, and chased after him.

Gong Mengran patted Zhao Chuanqi's shoulders again, and said with concern, "Don't carry too much burden."

Zhao Chuanqi nodded with a complicated expression.

Then, Gong Mengran left the range with Special Guard. Before leaving, she told Zhao Chuanqi that in fifteen minutes, he would go to the meeting room on the third floor and Chief E would have a chat with the Special Guard members.

Zhao Chuanqi and Guan Xin were the only ones left in the shooting-range, staring at each other alone.

Guan Xin suddenly burst out laughing.

At this time, she could still laugh. Zhao Chuanqi admired her mental state to the point of prostrating himself before her.

Guan Xin opened up her arms, revealing the chest area of the little Work clothes, it made anyone who saw it feel extremely excited, and it stimulated Zhao Chuanqi's eyes. But how could Zhao Chuanqi have the leisure to enjoy such spring sunshine? This girl, who he was both fond of and hated at the same time, had left him at a loss for words.

Recalling the cheering up Guan Xin just now, it was undoubtedly proof of the rebellious little girl's deep thoughts and expectations for him. However, it was precisely this kind encouragement that disturbed the calmness in Zhao Chuanqi's heart, causing his masked shooting to deviate greatly.

Was it because he had not mastered it yet, or was Guan Xin destined to become her nemesis?

"Come, come, swineherd, comfort me!" Guan Xin took the initiative to hug Zhao Chuanqi, and lightly patted his back, and even imitated the tone of his mother coaxing her child to sleep as he gently said: "My darling, my darling, you have to learn to be strong. Isn't it just a mistake when you're hitting the target correctly, what's wrong with that? It's all because I'm not good. I've given you my encouragement and scared you. You can curse at me, but you can't bear it. You punish me, you can't bear to. "Then why not hug me and let you take advantage of me …"