Rebirth Group Favorite: The Movie Emperor's Wife Is Poor and Fierce

Sheng Wenyin was doing morning exercises the next morning.

I saw that Qi Si was still in the instructors' corps.

She just said, Qi Si is a guest on the show, how could she just leave.

As a result, at noon, Sheng Wenyin found that Qi Si was no longer there.

In the afternoon, Qi Si still didn't show up.

In the evening, Sheng Wenyin didn't hold back, and went to Instructor Li to ask what was going on.

Instructor Li was doing the assessment. Hearing what she said, he said, "We don't know exactly what happened. It's just that the instructor left in a hurry. It seems that there is something important."

Sheng Wenyin immediately frowned into a pimple.

Instructor Li looked at Sheng Wenyin and saw that there was no cameraman behind him, so he asked quietly: "It's only been a day, and you miss him?"

Sheng Wenyin was taken aback, and quickly waved his hands: "No, no..."

Instructor Li smiled slightly, and said with a clear expression that she knew everything: "Don't worry, I won't say it. If you are worried about him, you can call him. Your mobile phone has been confiscated. Use my mobile phone." beat?"

As Instructor Li said, he took out his mobile phone from the drawer and handed it to Sheng Wenyin.

Sheng Wenyin didn't answer, took two steps back, and said hastily: "I really don't need it, I really don't need it, I should go back!"

After speaking, run away!

Qi Si suddenly withdrew from the program group. On the first day of this incident, except for Sheng Wenyin, the seven guests hadn't noticed yet.

But the second day, the third day.

The guests finally found out that their chief instructor was gone.

The day of the shootout rematch.

In the morning, Sheng Wenyin, Kuang Ye, and Duan Ming squatted on the stairs outside the shooting gallery.

The three of them squatted in the same posture, wearing military uniforms, and each had a piece of grass in their mouths, like three vivid soldiers.

Duan Ming first asked: "Is it really gone? Could it be that the show can't be paid for? How can you quit halfway through the recording?"

Kuang Ye muttered: "Don't it be because of the group fight we had last time? He is the chief instructor, so he must take responsibility."

Duan Ming said: "The instructor is a fake, he is a big star, and a big movie star, how can we generalize."

Kuang Ye said: "Then what is the possibility? Sister, what do you think?"

Sheng Wenyin crouched among the three of them. She spat out the grass in her mouth, stood up, kicked her hands in her pockets, shook her head and said, "Maybe I'm sad."

Duan Ming and Kuang Ye stood up, and asked puzzledly, "Why are you hurt?"

Sheng Wenyin said with a sad face: "You don't understand, hey, I hurt him."

The two really don't understand.

Duan Ming asked: "What did you hurt him? Beat him?"

Sheng Wenyin didn't say anything, just shook his head.

Sighing with self-pity: "I see, why don't you stay away from me in the future? I figured it out. What everyone needs is an ordinary-looking good brother who can often make everyone laugh, not someone like me who makes people laugh." The handsome guy who shines in front of his eyes, if you come into contact with me again, I'm afraid that you will all fall in love with me."

Duan Ming: "..."

Kuang Ye: "..."

Duan Ming said seriously: "No."

Kuang Ye said more seriously: "Of course not!"

Sheng Wenyin glanced at them resentfully, then continued to shake his head: "I swear now, but it will be hard to say later, look at my hand."

Sheng Wenyin stretched out his right hand to show them.

The two of them leaned over to have a look, but they didn't think much of it.

Sheng Wenyin touched his right hand with his left hand again, and exaggeratedly said: "Oh, it hurts so much, I am indeed a rose with thorns."

Duan Ming: "..."

Kuang Ye: "..."

The two brothers looked at each other, turned and left.

Sheng Wenyin stood alone, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, still immersed in the melancholy atmosphere of self-pity and self-love.

In the afternoon, it was Sheng Wenyin's turn to enter the game.

As soon as Sheng Wenyin entered, he saw that the position of the chief instructor of the second company was replaced by another strange man on the judging table.

Sheng Wenyin guessed that he should be the real chief instructor of the Second Company.

After all, Qi Si was temporarily arranged by the program group, not the real chief instructor.

This one is probably the real one.

The content of the shooting competition is simple and crude, that is, whoever hits the most targets and the number of rings wins.

In front are ten traveling targets, dangling back and forth.

Sheng Wenyin assembled the gun familiarly, but before she fired, she glanced at the chief instructor of the second company, then quickly loaded the gun, and shot at the bull's-eye.

"Bang bang bang!"

After ten shots in a row, when Sheng Wenyin finished firing, the audience fell silent.

When the auditor came back from the verification, he paused for a moment before saying, "All hits, all ten rings."

The three chief instructors looked at me and I looked at you, all a little surprised.

There are not no soldiers in Quanzhong Quanhuan, but basically they are all veterans for several years.

Sheng Wenyin is still the only recruit who has passed all the exams, and she is not a real soldier, she is here to experience life.

After recording the data in the notebook, the chief instructor of the second company thought for a while and asked Sheng Wenyin, "Did you stare at me before you shot?"

Sheng Wenyin definitely couldn't say, yes, I stared at you, I can't understand you, what's wrong!

She denied it: "Report to the instructor, I didn't."

The chief instructor of the Erlian took another look at her suspiciously, and finally waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go out."

After Sheng Wenyin left, the three chief instructors began to discuss: "He is a good seed."

"Well, the aim is good, the hand is steady, and the speed is fast. It is a sniper's material."

"Materials that can be made."

"It's a pity..."

"Hey, it's not our soldier, forget it..."

In the evening of this match, Sheng Wenyin had another rematch.

In the preliminary round, just like Sheng Wenyin, there were seventeen soldiers who won the tenth ring.

So the organizers arranged a rematch.

The rematch increased the difficulty.

The number of traveling targets changed from ten to thirty.

The shooting time also requires that it must be completed within 30 seconds.

That is to say, the contestants must, when those targets are dangling around, target one target per second, and must ensure that they hit the target and hit the ring.

Sheng Wenyin was the third from the bottom to get shot.

Among the dozen or so soldiers in front, the highest score is the cumulative number of rings, 240 rings.

Thirty targets, with a total of 30 rings, within 240 seconds, a total of [-] rings can be hit, which is already a very good level.

Sheng Wenyin walked over calmly, took the gun, and checked the accuracy.

After a while, the auditor shouted: "Start."

"Bang bang bang!"

30 seconds later.

The three chief instructors were all stunned as they looked at the record sheet they sent up.

290 Nine Rings.

Thirty traveling targets, 29 ten rings and one nine rings.

"Damn!" The chief instructor of Yilian cursed a curse, and couldn't help admiring: "Sharpshooter!"

But Sheng Wenyin himself was not very satisfied.

She looked at the target with nine rings and sighed inwardly.

I usually don't have a chance to practice guns, so I slack off. When Ming taught her before, she couldn't hit all the rings in 50 seconds, and she wasn't given food.

In the end, Sheng Wenyin still won No.1.

I also got a generous competition reward, a certificate, a hard-shell notebook and a pen.

Facing the camera, while taking pictures for nostalgia, Sheng Wenyin looked at the chief instructor of the second company next to him with disgust.

She thought sullenly in her heart, it would be good if Qi Si was here...

On the second day of the shooting competition, the program team informed that they were going to switch camps.

Everyone was very interested and asked which camp to go to?

The program team kept it secret.

Then, ten hours later.

Eight people were sent to a military fighter jet.

The hatch of the fighter jet was opened, and the turbulent wind outside was blowing into the cabin.

Huang Jiaoer, Jing Shuang, and Bai Ying huddled together in a corner, crying out of breath.

Duan Ming and Kuang Ye supported each other, but they didn't dare to move their buttocks from the chair at all.

One of the other two male guests was holding a plastic bag, and all the acidic water from the previous night was vomited out.

On the plane, those soldiers still laughed and said loudly: "Welcome to the Eighth Battalion of the Air Force!"

After finishing speaking, a soldier pointed to the blue sky outside and said, "Come on, let's jump down one by one."

jump off the plane?

The seven celebrity guests all collapsed on the spot!

Sheng Wenyin was standing on the other side at this time. While putting a parachute on herself, she raised her hand and asked loudly: "Report, I have a question."

The captain looked at her, he admired this little girl who just won the shooting competition championship in the army battalion, so he asked, "What's the problem?"

Sheng Wenyin pointed to the outside and asked, "Is the instructor of our program group down here?"