When the other students all came down from the shooting platform, the soldiers who were standing by the rifles picked them up and removed the magazines and checked for rounds in the rifles… The only safe rifles are the ones without bullets.
The soldiers in the trenches climbed out to count the scores of the last batch of students. Seeing that the Class One's No.5 position only registered a shot on target, the soldiers didn't notice anything wrong.
To tell the truth, the students' scores were not easy to count. They only had three bullets, but the targets had six or seven bullet holes - there were students who were so off-target that the bullets landed on another target.
The scores were just data, to let the students know that there was a record.
They left after counting the scores. The Grade Twelve classes started to leave the shooting range class by class.
Next, it was the Grade Eleven classes. Even after Class Two left, they didn't know that something happened in Class One and that they could only leave after the political commissar arrives.
When the students from Class Two left, only Class One was left in such a large shooting range.
Xia Jinyuan handed over the gun to another soldier and walked to the side of the instructor. He looked at Ye Jian inadvertently, and said in a deep voice, "There was a ruckus just now. What happened?"
The instructor immediately saluted the major, "Reporting. This student was spreading rumors about me having an abnormal relationship with this girl, and some of the students believed that. To prevent the situation from deteriorating, Ye Jian's shooting was halted temporarily."
Xia Jinyuan raised his eyebrows. Looks like Ye Zhifan failed in educating his daughter. She wasn't that smart.
The last batch of students came back and didn't know anything. Hearing that, they were all shocked.
"How is that possible? There are so many boys chasing Ye Jian, and I've never seen Ye Jian walking closely with any of them! Ye Ying, don't say such things!" The girl who asked Ye Jian to accompany her for the shooting opened her mouth, "Ye Jian would never have anything to do with the instructor. She only came back yesterday!"
"Yes, I don't believe it either. It's impossible! Ye Jian didn't even accept any of those love letters. You're lying."
Even the boys spoke up, "Me too. Even the popular boy from Grade Twelve wrote a love letter to Ye Jian. I was the one who helped to pass it to her and she didn't even accept it."
"You helped him? Damn, someone asked me too, but I didn't. I told him that we shouldn't leave the good things to others. Hahaha, that's smart right?"
Major Xia's eyes changed a little. He looked up and looked at Ye Jian with a smile.
Not bad. So popular that her hands were weak from receiving love letters.
He just didn't know whether she received them or did she open them. They'll have to talk about this tonight.
This time, Ye Jian finally understood why An Jiaxin was angry. She didn't pay attention to Major Xia and looked at Ye Ying, who turned pale. "The instructor is not bad, I like him."
Ye Ying's eyes suddenly lit up and responded sharply, "Did you hear that? Did you hear that?! It's not nonsense! She admitted that she likes the instructor! Ye Jian, you're shameless. Our classmates trusted you and yet you liked your own instructor, and you even fell in love with him so quickly!"