Chapter 81 Resentment

No, couldn't bear it anymore, and thought of her other roommates who also hid food.

Especially Jiang Chacha, Yan Lili firmly believed that Jiang Chacha had more food hidden in her hands.

Jiang Chacha gave her a sideways look, and then looked around. Warning: "Speak a little louder and see if I see it!"

Lin Xusheng was right next to him. To be honest, although he spoke in a low voice, he did hear him.

"I'll go first." He pretended not to hear, leaving room for the two of them.

"Huh, who is this?" Yan Lili glanced at the person next to Jiang Chacha, and she was immediately shocked.

This attribute more or less belongs to Yangou, and it is still a very serious one.

"Wait, isn't this person Lin Xusheng?" Yan Lili suddenly thought of the person who was often mentioned by her classmates these days, and this look matched her!

"My dear, you really look good...you are a bit blessed." Yan Lili blinked her eyes and sighed with some jealousy.

"Don't look, there's no one there." Jiang Chacha said helplessly. Yan Lili looked at Lin Xusheng's back and didn't recover for a long time.

"Oh, by the way, why don't you give me some." Yan Lili remembered her business.

"Tonight." Jiang Chacha replied vaguely.

After receiving this reply, Yan Lili was satisfied, so she separated from Jiang Chacha and ran to her dormitory.

At the end of the military training at night, Yan Lili sneaked past Jiang Chacha's dormitory.

This time he was smarter, he only gave Jiang Chacha two winks and didn't say a word.

Ginger Chacha and most other people went to take a shower, and took out a handful of candies from their pockets.

Secretly transferred to Yan Lili, Yan Lili quickly stuffed it into her pocket and hid it.

Although candy can't solve hunger, it can also satisfy hunger and relieve hunger.

Yan Lili nodded, made a gesture, and then sneaked away again.

Neither of them noticed that not far away, there was a person standing there furtively, with a sneer flashing in his eyes.

It can be regarded as a catch!

After several days of physical military training, Jiang Chacha finally had the most anticipated shooting training.

On the shooting range, after Instructor Yu emphasized the precautions, Jiang Chacha touched the gun for the first time in her life.

"Pfft, bumpkin, is this your first time holding a gun?" A boy next to Jiang Chacha mocked, watching Jiang Chacha holding a gun.

Jiang Chacha looked up, and saw that the other party was holding a gun in a dignified manner. It was really not the first time he was holding a gun like that.

However, Jiang Chacha didn't think it was necessary to pay attention to this kind of unfamiliar person. Once he paid attention to him, the other party could easily get ahead.

Therefore, he turned his head and remained silent, continuing to study the gun in his hand.

Instructor Yu and other students got the guns, and began to explain the history and structure of the guns in detail. And demonstrated how to disassemble and how to put it back together.

"You can only shoot well if you have a full understanding of the gun in your hand!" In conclusion, he asked the students to try to disassemble it by themselves.

Jiang Chacha's memory is not bad, she copied Instructor Yu's movements, and disassembled the whole gun piecemeal.

Like obsessive-compulsive disorder, put every part neatly.

Instructor Yu passed in front of her, nodded slightly satisfied when he saw this, and took another look at the girl.

"Put it back on," he said.

Jiang Chacha moved unhurriedly, and reassembled the gun according to the order of disassembly.

Although the movements are still a little rusty, there is nothing wrong with every step.

Instructor Yu nodded again. It could be disassembled and put back together the first time, and he still had some talent.

But when he saw the boy next to Jiang Chacha, that is, in front of the boy who just laughed at Jiang Chacha, he couldn't help but frowned, and asked coldly, "Who taught you to take it apart like this?"

It was a mess, and some were never taken apart.

The boy didn't speak, his face was flushed, and he looked down at his toes.

"Ask if you don't know!" Instructor Yu scolded, pointing at Jiang Chacha: "You teach him how to disassemble!"

Jiang Chacha was a little displeased. She glanced at the messy mess of parts and wanted to refuse.

But seeing Instructor Yu's irresistible expression, Jiang Chacha closed her mouth, and reluctantly stood over.

Instructor Yu warned the boy again: "If you don't know it, just study hard and don't mess with me, or you will be punished by military law."

Zeng Dawei also nodded reluctantly, and asked a girl who had just been laughed at by him to touch a gun for the first time to teach him how to disassemble and assemble a gun. Would he be shameless?

Because under the ruthless control of the instructor, he doesn't want to lose face!

As soon as the instructor left, Zeng Dawei said: "Don't worry, I'm just not familiar with this gun. I have touched more guns than you have ever seen!"

"Yes, yes, you are the most deceitful!" Jiang Chacha responded, for this kind of person, just perfunctory.

Zeng Dawei snorted coldly, and said alms: "You do it once and I'll take a look."

Jiang Chacha looked at his pile of parts, picked up his own gun, and demonstrated how to disassemble it again.

The guns are all the same model, so just remember it and you'll be done.

After reading it once, Zeng Dawei muttered, "They're all about the same."

After finishing speaking, he started to continue dismantling. The method was quite violent, but at least all the parts were dismantled.

"You don't need to demonstrate, I can assemble it myself." Zeng Dawei is confident.

Jiang Chacha jumped up with her right eye, did not listen to his words, and assembled the gun a little faster than the first time.

Then look at Zeng Dawei and let him start his performance.

"Who are you underestimating? Let me tell you, I grew up in the army and slept with my gun in my arms." Zeng Dawei boasted, "I can put this gun back with my eyes closed."

"Then you put it back on." Jiang Cha said, it's best to put it back on. She can say goodbye to this big brother after she has dealt with the task.

"Hmph." Zeng Dawei snorted coldly and began to assemble.

However, his parts are too messy, and it takes a long time to find a part.

Finally, a model of a gun was available, Zeng Dawei said, "Look."

Jiang Chacha watched quietly, not wanting to remind him at all that he had missed a part at all.

Sure enough, after Zeng Dawei finished assembling, there was an extra glaring part on the table where he put the parts.

Zeng Dawei was dumbfounded, does this thing belong to him?

"Don't doubt, you just missed one, at the beginning." Jiang Chacha reminded friendly.

"Why didn't you say it sooner?" Zeng Wei's face was flushed, and he became angry from embarrassment.

"Don't you know it?" Jiang Chacha smiled and raised her eyebrows: "Would you?"

"Hmph!" Zeng Dawei snorted coldly, and dismantled the gun again.

Isn't it just a broken gun, what will happen!