"The results of the team competition in the morning were very good, and everyone has to keep up the good work and show the momentum when hitting the target, and try to continue to win and get an average score that no one else can beat. ”

After the team competition, a simple meal, after the lunch break, began the tense target competition.

Before the start, Nie Qingwu was still cheering everyone on as before the queue competition began.

"Instructor Nie, my glasses are missing, what should I do if I can't see the target clearly?"

As soon as Nie Qingwu's words fell, Ji Jixiao was so anxious that he was sweating, and he couldn't even shout about the report.

"I can't find my glasses either......"

"And my glasses......"

Before Nie Qingwu could speak, a large group of people in the fourth class raised their hands and said that they had lost their glasses.

And it's not just boys, even girls have lost their glasses.

At this juncture, how could such a large-scale loss of glasses occur?

Nie Qingwu was stunned, this was an unexpected situation that she didn't expect at all.

You must know that target shooting is a very test of eyesight, if the glasses are lost, these people will see things are blurry, not to mention the usual results, it is a little difficult to get on the target.

"How could you not find your glasses?"

Tu Qing was also a little flustered, but more confused.

It can be said that one person loses his glasses in an accident, and a large number of people lose their glasses, which is a little abnormal.

"Except that someone doesn't want us to take the first place and steal the glasses, what other reason can there be......" Before Ji Jixiao could speak, Ye Feng sneered.

When he heard a large number of people say that his glasses were lost just now, he felt that something was wrong, and when he turned his head, he found that Wang Zihao was staring at them with a smug face, and after making eye contact with him, he hurriedly turned his head.

Thinking that the second class of Qingyuan University is the class closest to them, the context of the matter is basically clear.

"I remembered that when I got up at noon, I saw a girl coming out of our dormitory in a hurry, not like one of us. But at the time, I thought it was someone who had gone to the wrong dormitory, so I didn't think much of it......"

As Ye Feng's words fell, a girl recalled the incident and said loudly.

Not only him, but also the boys had a similar situation.

"I'm going to them and get my glasses back!"

Tu Qing was furious, she could tolerate the poor results of the fourth class in target shooting and miss the first place, but she could not tolerate others using this clumsy and disgusting conspiracy on her students.

"Who are you looking for, and what evidence do you have?"

Although Nie Qingwu was also so angry that his fingers were rattling, he still reached out and grabbed Tu Qing, and then said: "And the army is the most disciplined, you make such a fuss, and miss the target time, we have no chance of winning." ”

"Then we're just going to lose?" Tu Qing roared angrily like an angry lioness.

Hearing her words, all the students in Class 4 had sad expressions on their faces.

They have worked hard for half a month, and now it is time to harvest the fruits, but they are hindered by the villain, making them want to pass by the fruits of victory, this kind of taste is too uncomfortable.

"We may lose, but evil will never defeat justice, and I will investigate this matter as soon as the game is over!"

Nie Qingwu was also sad, she couldn't bear to look at the disappointed faces, and after saying a sentence without confidence, she said sadly: "Don't be discouraged, you will always be the first in my heart." ”

Despite all that, all the students in Class 4 still felt like a lingering dark cloud hanging over their heads.

This kind of victory is imminent, but someone trips over it with a trick, and the feeling of missing it is too uncomfortable.

"What's the meaning of the first place in my heart, the first place in the real thing is a good thing. ”

Looking at the faces of the classmates around him, and then looking at Wang Zihao's arrogant appearance in the distance, Ye Feng said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Ye Feng ......"

Tu Qing glared at Ye Feng, her heart was all on this juncture, why did this guy still come to make trouble.

"Isn't it just that the glasses are lost, if there is anything important, we will let them see, even if we don't have glasses, we can still win the first place, and we can still win the championship!"

Ye Feng raised his hand to interrupt Tu Qing's words, and after sneering at the prince, he said coldly: "It's just short-sighted, can you still stump me?"

Can this guy even be treated for myopia?

Nie Qingwu and Tu Qing's eyes widened instantly, and they looked at Ye Feng incredulously.

"Ji Jixiao, come here. ”

Ye Feng didn't speak, beckoned to Ji Jixiao, then took out the needle sac, and quickly pricked a few needles in his eye-ming acupoint, Sibai acupoint, bamboo acupoint and fish waist acupoint.

"I can see it. ”

Just a minute later, as soon as Ye Feng pulled out the needle, Ji Jixiao said excitedly.

Just now his eyes were hazy, but now his vision was clear, and he even felt that he could see it more clearly than when he wore glasses.

What the?!

Nie Qingwu and Tu Qing opened their mouths wide, and after testing Ji Jixiao's eyesight, their eyes suddenly became more eager when they looked at Ye Feng.

Not only them, but also the myopic students in Class 4 also had expectations on their faces, hoping that Ye Feng would give them a few stitches.

"Boss, will I not have to wear glasses in the future?"

"Dream, I'm just stimulating your acupuncture for a maximum of twenty minutes. Ye Feng said speechlessly.

This thing watches blockbusters every day and makes his eyes myopia, and he wants to get two stitches to restore his vision, how can there be such a cool thing in the world.

Unless he stimulates the acupuncture points with internal force, he will have to go for risky laser surgery to restore his vision.

"Twenty minutes is enough! Ye Feng, hurry up!"

After Nie Qingwu patted Ye Feng on the shoulder, he raised his hand to everyone in the fourth class and said loudly: "We are the champions!"

"We are champions!"

The trick was solved by Ye Feng, and the fighting spirit of the fourth class was even higher than in the morning, and they all raised their heads and shouted at the top of their voices.

The uplifting sound echoed over the shooting range, full of youthful atmosphere.

A group of four-eyed pheasants without glasses still want to win the championship, and wait for the next military training!

Listening to their voices, and then thinking of the slag of glasses that he had spent a lot of money to steal from the fourth-class dormitory and was trampled to pieces by him, the corners of Wang Zihao's mouth suddenly showed a cruel smile.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The target shooting competition began in full swing, and with the release of one result after another, the pride on Wang Zihao's face gradually solidified.

He originally thought that the group of four-eyed pheasants whose glasses he had stolen would be very good if they could hit the target.

But what he didn't expect was that this group of people not only hit the target, but also achieved very good results.

Especially Ji Jixiao, who has always been hovering around the third ring and the fifth ring, played unusually well this time, and all of them scored more than eight rings!

After the statistics, the average number of rings in the four classes actually reached an astonishing eighty-five rings!

The average is eighty-five rings, which means that each shot of each person almost touches the edge of the nine rings.

This is a situation that has never occurred in military training in the past, and it will definitely be a new record that will be difficult for new students to surpass in the future!

Similarly, this also means that the first place in this martial arts competition will definitely be the fourth class of Chinese medicine!

"We are champions!"

"Long live the boss! Instructor Nie is mighty! Instructor Tu is mighty!"

Even, the students of Class 4 have already huddled together and started to celebrate in advance.

"Thank you, thanks to you. Looking at this picture of laughter and laughter, Nie Qingwu and Tu Qing walked up to Ye Feng and said excitedly.

(End of chapter)