Mrs. Ke had always been trying to find fault with Ye Jian. But her etiquette was impeccable, and academically, she was getting better and better, which made it impossible for Mrs. Ke to teach Ye Jian a lesson.
In the afternoon, Ye Jian packed her luggage, including her quilts. Carrying a large woven bag on her own, she left the school without looking back.
An Jiaxin was holding her textbooks for her. Bewildered, she followed Ye Jian closely. She still couldn't believe it when they had arrived at the school gate. She said, "Really?! Are you seriously moving out?"
She thought that it was just a joke!
"Of course, it is true. Didn't I tell you last night?" Ye Jian moved her luggage to a passenger tricycle, which was frequently seen in the town. She said to An Jiaxin, who had not recovered from her astonishment, "Go inside quickly before you get yourself a demerit."
An Jiaxin quickly put the textbooks on the tricycle. After wiping her face, she replied, "Well played! Did you see how distorted Ye Ying's face was?!"
How could it not be twisted? Now that Ye Jian was not in the dorm, Ye Ying had fewer chances to say bad things about her in front of their classmates.
"Now, I'm not taking her seriously and I have no intention to scheme against her! I just want to study hard so that I can enroll in the provincial high school. Arguing with her is a waste of my time."
Since she couldn't kick Ye Ying out of school or kill her to solve their dispute once and for all, why bother to waste her own energy?
After Ye Jian finished her words, she jumped onto the tricycle and waved at An Jiaxin. Carrying her luggage, she was heading to stay in a new place.
When Ye Jian departed, the classes were over, and the school was crowded, so she didn't draw too much attention. Only Liao Jian was watching her. Holding a lollipop in his mouth, he smiled coldly as he saw the tricycle leaving.
Liao Jian walked over to a motorcycle that was picking him up. Patting the lad, who had cyan tattoos on the back of his hands, he said, "Bro, let me introduce you to my classmate. She is a hot chick."
"How hot can your classmate be? There are two chicks from your province working in our hotel. Their boobs bounce when they walk. Let me take you to have fun," said Brother Fei, who was a notorious rogue in the town and was also a friend of Liao Jian's father, so he often hanged out with Liao Jian.
As soon as the motorcycle started, it spat out a string of black smokes. Rumbling, it disappeared from the school gate.
Ye Jian, who did not have accommodation restrictions anymore, began to make rapid progress, so rapid that it amazed Principal Chen.
Ye Jian became more obsessed with sniping when she touched a gun and shot for the first time!
She was obsessed with the bullets darting at an unstoppable speed and hitting the targets! And she was fascinated by the joy of challenging herself again and again.
Throughout the May Day holiday, Ye Jian was trained by Principal Chen and Grandpa Gen deep in the mountains. She overcame all kinds of hardships time and again.
"The target was 470 meters away and was hit between his eyes!" Carrying the sniper rifle on her back and holding the trunk, Ye Jian descended from the tree by stepping on the branches. When she had stepped down to a certain height, she jumped from the tree.
Her face was smeared with green paint. Wearing a helmet that was a bit too large for her head, her palm-sized face seemed extraordinarily tiny and delicate.
Principal Chen picked up the scarecrow target and stepped over the bushes, walking to Ye Jian. He poked out the blank cartridge that was shot between the scarecrow's eyes and handed it to Ye Jian. "Keep it. It is also a testimony to your growth."
"I will let more bullets witness my growth!" She pursed her lips and said in a gentle voice. Her hand was tightly holding the bullet that was still a bit hot. There was already the tough look of a soldier on her delicate face.
It was not an exaggeration to say that Ye Jian had been progressing at a marvelously fast speed. The more knowledge she was exposed to, the faster she could absorb it. In private, Principal Chen and Grandpa Gen had been complimenting her numerous times, and they had become more confident in Ye Jian.
Unfolding the table and chairs for outdoor usage, Principal Chen motioned for Ye Jian to sit down. Under the scorching sun in the afternoon, he began to impart the theories of sniping to Ye Jian.
Snipers had so much to learn, from lurking to forming a shooting position, from accurately interpreting a map to taking aerial photos of the battlefields. Ye Jian also needed to learn how to enter and exit the battlefields covertly.
She had one and a half years before graduating from junior high. This time was enough for her to crazily absorb this kind of knowledge, which would be beneficial for her whole life.
"Shoot only one bullet, remember, never shoot a second bullet. Don't give your enemy an opportunity to look for the direction of your bullets! If you can destroy your target by firing only one bullet, you are a winner in the sniping battlefields."
"The first shot is a matter of life and death. You need to observe the direction of the wind, the weather, and the visibility. In the case of a long shooting distance, the wind speed and the bullet's gravity will change the trajectory of the bullet. As the saying goes, a miss is as good as a mile. If you miss your first shot, you will alarm your enemy and expose yourself. And it is probably your enemy who will fire the second bullet."
"Accurately measure the range, the wind speed, the bullet trajectory. And then rely on your instincts to complete your shot!"
While listening to the lecture of Principal Chen, Ye Jian used her slender hands to gently stroke the sniper rifle borrowed from the army. There was a serious look on her paint-smeared face.
She had begun to show the cold and fierce spirit that a sniper should possess.
In the evening, it was Grandpa Gen who took Ye Jian into the ammunition storage of the army. Apart from identifying the guns and ammo and quickly assembling the guns, she needed to combat against the soldiers in the army.
When it comes to combat, Ye Jian was inferior to other soldiers due to her younger age and weaker strength. But at other practices such as identifying guns and assembling a gun from a pile of scattered parts, the time she needed was no more than that of the top soldiers.
"The M16A3 assault rifle has the same shape as the M16A4, but the biggest difference is that it has significantly improved the innate flaw of the mechanical sight on the handle of the Amarette M16 series, so…"
Ye Jian raised the assembled M16A3 assault rifle in her hand and smiled at the soldier who was competing with her, "So, I won. Yours is not an M16A3, but an M16A4 semi-automatic rifle."
Ye Jian raised her hand and aimed. She shot her first bullet from the loaded M16A3 semi-automatic assault rifle. Bang. The bullet hit the bull's eye of the target.
The soldier who lost to Ye Jian observed the assault rifle in his hand while watching Ye Jian, who was still a student, fire her first bullet crisply and handsomely.
The rebound force generated by the bullet shot did not affect her shooting position. It was impeccably stable.
The soldier put down the gun in his hand. He was utterly convinced by Ye Jian's performance!
Smilingly, he applauded and said to Ye Jian, "I admit my defeat. Unfortunately, you are still under 18 years old. Otherwise, we can have a real competition in the army."
"I used a trick this time. You are still way better than me."
The trick, which she referred to, was that she had depended on her memory. On the other hand, the top soldier in front of her could quickly and accurately assemble the guns, blindfolded.
The top soldier was also cultivated by Grandpa Gen. Every night, when Ye Jian arrived at the army, Grandpa Gen would ask these top soldiers to teach Ye Jian how to fight so that she could grasp their tenacity.
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