An hour later, when the get out of class was about to end, He Yue let Ji Yuezhi and Zuo Luohuan go out.

"Give you ten more rounds, the same target."

Obviously, He Yue wanted to see the two compete once. Among the military cadets, they were talented.

This time, the two were lying on the ground, and the distance between them was only one meter. Zuo Luohuan looked sideways at Ji Yuezhi, who was adjusting the scope. Under the sun, his overly fair hands were fiddling with the black guns, inexplicably giving birth to some glamour.

He was probably overwhelmed by the pile of pheromones in the morning. Zuo Luohuan noticed the thoughts in his heart just now, and he couldn't help frowning and focused on the gun again.

The two of them were all ready, and as soon as He Yue started talking, there were rapid gunshots on the shooting training ground. If you listen carefully, you will find that the twenty gunshots are almost synchronized to ten.

"Amazing." Jiang Hong couldn't help shouting when he looked at the number of rings instantly displayed on his brain.

Both of them were shot seven bullets, Ji Yuezhi 68, Zuo Luohuan 60. Not as good as He Yue, but among the students, it was the first time to hold such a gun, and his grades were definitely not bad.

He Yue glanced back and forth between them. Ji Yuezhi was very talented in shooting, but her eyes stayed on Zuo Luohuan for a few more seconds. Out of the gunner's intuition, this student was a little strange.

"get out of class." He Yue retracted her gaze and said.

Ji Yuezhi got up from the dry grass, put the gun back in the basket, bent over and patted the dead grass stuck to his body one by one.

The instructor put away the light brain, Ji Yuezhi lowered his eyes and thought, just now there were only the two of them's names side by side, and it was a pity that there was no time to record it.

"Ji Yuezhi." Zuo Luohuan suddenly stopped him.

Ji Yuezhi pursed his lips, then turned around and looked at her as usual.

Zuo Luohuan stretched out a hand as if to hug him, Ji Yuezhi's eyelashes blinked extremely quickly, but she saw her hand wrapping around his waist, passing very lightly, and then retracting it.

"There is a piece of hay." Zuo Luohuan showed the grass clippings in his hand. If he didn't say hello just now, he stretched out his hand rashly. People like them would only turn around and attack the people behind him in an instant.

She was not interested in being beaten.

"……thanks."

Zuo Luohuan threw away the hay in his hand and looked at Ji Yuezhi's back as he walked faster and faster. He was a little confused: Are you unhappy?

He felt ashamed because she helped take the hay?

Zuo Luohuan raised his eyebrows slightly, but in the end he didn't think any more and went back with Jiang Hong.

...

This week the sophomore cadets are experiencing the different teaching styles of the instructors, and this year the instructor of a course in the Information Department suddenly assigned a special assignment to the students.

——List the timetables of the top 50 military cadets in the Red List.

As soon as this assignment was arranged, it immediately caused a sensation in the anonymous forum.

fifty? Everyone's timetable is different, and they have to collect and complete it in one night, and the task must be arduous.

While the students of the information department were crying, more people were eagerly waiting for the result, and some people asked: [Top 50 on the red list, does Senior Ji count? 】

[It doesn't matter, Ji Yuezhi has not challenged the person on the red list, and the red list does not have his name, but we pass it on privately. 】

In the case of endless debate, someone finally launched a vote, and the results showed that 90% of the people wanted the information department students to list Ji Yuezhi's class schedule by the way.

At this moment, no one knows what they will see tomorrow.

Chapter 18

When she received Jiang Hong's communication, Zuo Luohuan had just come out of a private clinic. She looked at the message and replied casually: [I don't know, but I know your timetable is wrong. 】

In the widely circulated Ji Yuezhi class schedule, the last two interest classes are all on Thursday, but it is said that no one has seen him yesterday.

Jiang Hong: [...The past cannot be traced, guess what he chose, I guarantee you will never guess! 】

Zuo Luohuan was a little interested and replied: [He chose the class of A-level instructors? 】

Leaving aside the S-level courses and choosing the remaining A-level courses on Friday, it only shows that Ji Yuezhi is interested in those instructors.

Jiang Hong didn't send another message, but called directly. Zuo Luohuan clicked and saw that his excitement was mixed with excitement, and there was still a lot of confusion in his eyes.

"I knew you couldn't guess it!" Jiang Hong's camera turned around, facing Room 606 and Room 612 for a while, "The Art of Flower Arrangement and Soft Yoga, Ji Yuezhi this afternoon Come to these two classes! It's outrageous!"

Hearing this, Zuo Luohuan was a little stunned, recalling what Jiang Hong said just now, and was sure that he heard it right: "What is "Soft Yoga"?"

Her first reaction when she heard the names of these two courses was that the combat department had developed a new interest course, but judging from Jiang Hong's reaction, it was not that simple.

"It's yoga, the omega academy's class before equal rights." Jiang Hong said with a constipated face, "He still arranges flowers! Just the kind that uses real flowers with a vase! I really don't blame me for failing this time, who would have thought of Ji Yuezhi's choice. These two classes."

The words "before equal rights" and "omega college" appear together, often with a different color, which makes people have to think in a certain way, but this color should not be involved with Ji Yuezhi anyway.

Zuo Luohuan unconsciously remembered the night of the coming-of-age ceremony, when she half hugged Ji Yuezhi's waist and put the person on the bed, she looked down at her hands, and had a momentary illusion, the soft and warm touch at that time seemed to be still remains on it.

Opposite the light brain, Jiang Hong was still thinking about Ji Yuezhi's motives. Generally, military students who are so rigid that they need to come to this class are not very good, and most of them are alphas and some hard betas: "He is skilled. Not bad, not rigid enough to require this class."

"He doesn't need it." Zuo Luohuan agreed with Jiang Hong.

"Ah?" Jiang Hong looked at Zuo Luohuan inexplicably, and always thought it was a bit strange that she said "no need".

"It's nothing." Zuo Luohuan came back to his senses, and looked nonchalant again, "There's no need to stare at other people's interest classes, just hang up first."