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"Today we're going to practice target shooting," said the instructor.

The boys were eager to fight, but the girls were a little reluctant. The half-month military training tortured them, their faces were tanned, their spirits were listless, and they were really not interested in facing the scorching sun.

"You, come out." The instructor said.

Jing Ruhua felt that many eyes were focused on her, and she recovered from her fainting state and stood up.

Jing Ruhua's mind is strong, but now she is an ordinary person, and she will be exhausted by military training. Like most girls, she will get tanned and sweat. She hopes to spend the night in military training soon.

Now, Jing Ruhua’s thought is, how much he wishes to become a heroine who is a strong woman. The military training is a small kiss. Not only is she not afraid of getting tired, but she can also beat the instructor. The more she trains, the more energetic she is. , Squat without sweating, no need to rest at night, just meditate to be energetic.

"Inattention, three laps."

However, the reality is that Jing Ruhua was pointed out by the instructor, was scolded, and then ran three laps.

She is just an ordinary girl, not because of the powerful family background of the heroine of the novel that can convince the instructor, or because of the heroine's unfathomable strength that convinces the instructor, or because of the huge murderous aura that makes the instructor retreat.

At any rate, she has been training for half a month, and running three laps is no longer as fatal as it was at the beginning. Sweat dripped from the picturesque cheeks, letting her know that she is just a female student from an ordinary family. Martial arts, ordinary people with no power, no money, no identity, she must abide by the rules of the school and the rules of this world.

Because here, she is not the one who can change the world, but the one who needs to change herself to adapt to the world.

This is undoubtedly a huge problem for Jing Ruhua, who has always been aloof. It is like a master of martial arts who has been abolished in martial arts and becomes a mortal without the power to restrain a chicken. The gap can be imagined.

After the run, Jing Ruhua returned to the team, breathing heavily, and the sweat on his cheeks dripped into his clothes, making it sticky and uncomfortable. Although there was no such stinky sweat smell, the smell of sweat was unbelievable. No, it's really like the book said, the sweat exudes a charming fragrance.

"What's the name of this classmate?" the instructor asked.

"Xia Weiliang." Jing Ruhua respected the soldiers very much. She knew that it was this group of people who guarded the country and the people with blood and sweat. Whether it was ancient or modern, their blood and sweat would not change.

"Student Xia Weiliang, do the same as I said just now." The instructor stood upright, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and they didn't frown or complain.

"it is good."

Jing Ruhua took the rifle, which was specially used for training, and the bullet was also a vacuum. Jing Ruhua held it with one hand, and trembled, almost falling. The target fired.

"Haha."

"puff."

The students burst out laughing, Jing Ruhua looked embarrassed and missed the call.

"What are you laughing at, are you playing well?" the instructor roared, the students stopped their voices and lowered their heads, but from their trembling shoulders, it could be seen how hard they were suppressing.

"Student Xia, don't be discouraged, aim and hit." The instructor came over to correct her posture and explained some tips.

The second shot was really better. Although there was no middle ring, it was considered to be on the target. Jing Ruhua's mood calmed down a little.

Sure enough, the novels I read in the mental hospital are all lies. If you hit a heroine, you will hit the bull's-eye, and if you are lucky, you will get a heart if you hit it casually. This is too exaggerated.