After rebirth, the real daughter just wants to win glory for the country

Chapter 9 A series of numbers above 10 rings were reported, and the entire shooting hall was silent.
Mr. Ze brought a woman to the shooting club for the first time. Looking at her attentive appearance, she probably had something inside her.

Song Lingyan was wearing a black velvet hooded long-sleeved jacket, jeans, bare face, and refreshing short hair. At first glance, she looked like an underage girl.

It turns out that Mr. Ze likes this type of pure white flowers.

I must write it down, maybe I can get some exciting information.

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"Do you have a membership?"

Song Lingyan knew very well about shooting clubs, which were expensive and out of reach of most people.

The ticket price for Binhai Club is only 70 yuan/hour.

The price for renting a complete set of equipment is 180 yuan/hour, which includes a gun, 50 rounds of ammunition and a target paper.

The coaching fee is additional, 250 yuan/hour.

"Have."

Ji Yanze nodded with a smile and gave her a reassuring look: "You don't have to worry about your age. I told their boss to make an exception."

"Thanks."

Song Lingyan knew very well that regular shooting clubs had age requirements and people must be over the age to enter.

This time she came to Ji Yanze's favor.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for her to solve it just because of her age.

"Master Ze, do you want to book the venue?"

The staff saw Song Lingyan getting out of the car and asked in a routine manner.

Ji Yanze looked at Song Lingyan subconsciously.

"Need not."

Song Lingyan had her own plans, so naturally she would not choose to book the venue.

There was no shooting instructor present and she still shot a ghost?

If you want to be in the limelight, you must have someone to support you!

The staff took a higher look at Song Lingyan and could influence Mr. Ze's decision. This little girl was not simple.

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"Master Ze, please go to the right. Target position 11 happens to be empty."

After entering the shooting hall and completing the formalities, another staff member came over to lead the way.

"Are there two adjacent target positions that are empty?"

Ji Yanze was not satisfied with the staff's arrangements.

"Sorry, Mr. Ze."

The staff member's eyes flashed slightly and he explained calmly: "The Binhai Youth Team happened to be here for training today, and target positions 1 to 8 have been assigned to them."

Ji Yanze frowned, slightly dissatisfied: "Why are the youth teams training here?"

The staff did not dare to hide anything and explained in detail: "The National Youth Shooting Championship will be at the end of April. This competition will be held in Binhai. They have to adapt to the venue."

National Youth Championship!

Song Lingyan looked surprised. What a coincidence. She was just looking for a chance to participate, and the championship was held right at her doorstep.

"Yanyan, look at this..."

When he heard that there was going to be a competition, Ji Yanze lost his temper and looked at Song Lingyan sarcastically.

"Let's use a target."

Song Lingyan didn't care much: "One person has two guns and ten bullets, and they take turns."

"it is good."

Ji Yanze naturally had no objections and readily agreed.

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Song Lingyan was interested in understanding the shooting level of the Binhai Youth Team. She pretended to be curious and stood on her toes to look at target positions 1 to 8.

Most of the athletes on the Binhai team are between the ages of 15 and 18. Most of them are boys, with 6 players and only 2 girls.

Song Lingyan glanced briefly, then listened to their report with her ears pricked up.

In the ten-meter air rifle, two male team members performed reasonably well, scoring a good score of 10.8.

The two members of the 25-meter pistol were unsatisfactory.

The female team members of the ten-meter air rifle performed relatively stably, ranging from 9.5 to 10 rings, with no particularly eye-catching results.

The female team members of the 25-meter pistol made more mistakes than the male team members, and even one shot missed the target directly, resulting in no results.

Binhai is a second-tier city, and shooting started late. The entire team is at a mid-range level from a national perspective.

Song Lingyan knew something in her mind and looked away, no longer paying attention to their training.

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Ji Yanze put on his equipment, raised his pistol, and started shooting.He was not lying. His shooting accuracy was pretty good. Six out of ten shots were above the 9th level, and the remaining 4 shots were all around the 8.5th level.

After ten shots were fired, he was very satisfied. He took off his glasses, raised his eyebrows proudly at Song Lingyan, and gave an extremely bright smile.

Song Lingyan faced the critical attack on her appearance and was almost blinded.

"Look, it's Ji Yanze."

"TK's lead singer!"

"He came to the shooting club too."

"This guy's looks are incredible."

"I'll go, something's not right, brother, why are you feeling a little moved?"

More than one person suffered a critical attack on his appearance. There was a lot of noise in the shooting hall, and even the eyes of the shooting team athletes were attracted to him.

This guy, doesn’t he know how much he attracts bees and butterflies?

You have to smile so coquettishly!

Song Lingyan rubbed her eyelids and rolled her eyes at him.

"Yanyan, it's your turn."

Ji Yanze automatically filtered her eyes, still smiling brightly, and handed the loaded pistol to her hand.

With a gun in hand, Song Lingyan's aura suddenly changed, and an invisible murderous aura lingered all over his body.

The deep eyes seem to see all the misery of life and the impermanence of things.

"Bang bang bang..."

Without any sloppy movements, she aimed at the bullseye and fired one shot after another.

The counter counts continuously and the connection is continuous.

A series of numbers above 10 rings were reported, and the entire shooting hall was silent.

After the ten shots were fired, there was another noise, and the eyes of the crowd almost dropped in shock.

"I'll go, ten 10 rings."

"Who is so arrogant?"

"There are such great people in Binhai, but I don't even know him."

"That little girl, where are you from?"

Amid the commotion, a figure stood out. The coach of the Binhai City Youth Shooting Team eagerly climbed over the guardrail and rushed over.

With a weight of 100 kilograms, he ran as fast as the world champion in the [-]-meter hurdles.

"Marina native."

Song Lingyan put down the pistol and rubbed his sore shoulders.

"Your hands are bleeding?!"

Ji Yanze's exclamation followed.

Song Lingyan pursed her lips and smiled bitterly, her body was too weak.

From the first shot, my arm was sore from the impact of the bullet.

In order to maintain stability, the fingers have to hold the gun harder.

So that the tiger's mouth is torn apart.

She endured the pain and fired one shot after another, each shot aggravating the injury.

After the last shot, the skin was broken and bleeding started.

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"The gun was held too tight."

The shooting team coach was experienced and saw the problem at a glance when he came closer.

"Need a bandage?"

Ji Yanze cared about her fingers.

"What are you doing?"

The coach also reacted and pushed the dumbfounded staff member: "Hurry up and get the first aid kit."

"Don't be so troublesome."

Song Lingyan smiled nonchalantly: "Just put it on with a band-aid."

"No."

Ji Yanze's concern leads to chaos: "If the wound becomes suppurated and infected, someone will die."

"Screw you big-headed ghost!"

Song Lingyan slapped him on the forehead and scolded with a smile: "It's okay if I get knocked away by you. This small injury can kill someone."

(End of this chapter)