Must You Be So Good?
Editor: Henyee Translations
Could it be possible that he didn't notice something when Ye Jian was firing? No, he noticed it all. According to her shots, the ten bullets were fired continuously just like that. She didn't even aim. How wasn't that casual?
Ye Jian withdrew the gun and unloaded the magazine. She turned to the political commissar and smiled, "Can you guess if I got a perfect score?"
"From my experience, at least eight of those shots are off-target. You didn't aim properly."
The political commissar opened his mouth and his words gave Ye Ying hope. She was excited, as though she had discovered new lands. She couldn't help but be exhilarated. She must be shooting casually. Perfect score? Hahaha, what a joke!
But the political commissar added a "but".
Ye Ying's heart was hanging by a thread. But? But? Say it! Say it! Her eyes were fixated on the political commissar as he paused for a while. She wanted to rush up and get him to finish his sentence!