Prosperous favorite: Ting Shao, stay safe

Chapter 406
"A Jin, what a coincidence." Zhuang Han stood at the door with surprise in his eyes.

Qiao Xi turned her head, also quite surprised, "Zhuang Han?"

Zhuang Han nodded with a smile, then looked at Jun Jingting again, his smile faded a lot, "Young Master Ting."

"Mr. Zhuang." Jun Jingting stood up straight and put his hand on Qiao Xi's shoulder.

"I didn't expect Ah Jin to be interested in this. I just thought I had admitted the wrong person." Zhuang Han's tone was the same as usual, but his eyes couldn't help but drift to Jun Jingting's hand, which was extremely annoying .

"My second brother brought me to play, so he came over." Qiao Xi replied with a smile.

"Oh?" Zhuang Han raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked with some doubts, "That Young Master Ting is..."

"I have a heart-to-heart relationship with Ah Jin, so we met." Jun Jingting deliberately emphasized the words "heart-to-heart", which seemed very provocative.

Sure enough, Zhuang Han's eyes darkened, "Young Master Ting really knows how to joke. If you say that, Ajin and I probably have a good understanding."

The eyes of the two intersected in mid-air, as if they could spark invisible sparks.

For no reason, Qiao Xi felt that the atmosphere seemed a little awkward, so she couldn't help but silently moved a few steps towards Sheng Wanqing's direction.

Sheng Wanqing hadn't seen such an occasion before, she was a little dazed, until Qiao Xi approached, she whispered in Qiao Xi's ear, "What's the situation? Mr. Jun and Mr. Zhuang are jealous?"

Jealousy...

Probably.

Qiao Xi rubbed her nose, and decided not to get involved in the fight between the two men, "Maybe, let's keep practicing regardless of them."

Sheng Wanqing responded, but her eyes still couldn't help turning to Jun Jingting and Zhuang Han.

Qiao Xi gave her a hand to bring her back to her senses.

The female instructor worked in this kind of place full of rich and dandy children, and she had already practiced the ability to pretend to be airy when necessary. Seeing that the two started practicing again, she silently stepped forward and continued to correct her movements.

"boom!"

The muffled gunshots rang out. Sheng Wanqing rubbed her sore arms, and said to Qiao Xi in surprise, "A Jin! I'm on the target!"

"Well, our Wan Qing is really good." Qiao Xi pursed her lips into a smile, and praised without hesitation, "It's only been a while, and you'll be able to hit the target. You're also very talented."

Sheng Wanqing bulged her cheeks, feeling a little embarrassed by the praise, "What do you call me amazing, I'm obviously stupid."

She squinted her eyes, trying to see how many rings she had hit, and the female instructor on the side said, "Fourth ring, it's already pretty good to be able to practice like this for a while."

Qiao Xi pouted her chin, "Look, professionals praise you too."

Sheng Wanqing smiled "hehe", even though she knew it was probably just a polite remark, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Probably this shot gave Zhuang Han some inspiration, his eyes flashed, and he said with a smile, "Young Master Ting should also be able to shoot, right? Why don't we compete?"

Jun Jingting responded noncommittally, turned around, and stood in front of a target.

Zhuang Han took a closer look, and it was the farthest target in the indoor shooting range.

The smile on his face completely dissipated, and he skillfully lifted the modified gun for practice from the side, and stood beside Jun Jingting.

This movement undoubtedly attracted the attention of Qiao Xi and Sheng Wanqing.

"Is this...comparable?" Sheng Wanqing was a little dumbfounded.

Qiao Xi didn't quite understand where this matter was going, so she stood and watched in confusion.

"Ten guns, compare the number?" Zhuang Han said "huh", his tone was not much of a question.

"Yes." Jun Jingting nodded indifferently, and then assumed a standard and smooth posture.

Looking at it from Qiao Xi's angle, he could just see the sharp and taut profile of his face, and his eyes drooped slightly because of his aim, showing a bit of inhuman indifference, and also a bit of irresistible fatal temptation.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Almost at the same time, the two pulled the trigger.

On the electronic display screens on both sides, the numbers are constantly beating and uniform.

The effort of ten shots passed in the blink of an eye.

This kind of training target, which is more like fun, is not as precise as the number of rings after the decimal point. Therefore, both of them have exactly the same 100 rings.

Jun Jingting put down the gun and looked up at the target magnified by the electronic display.

On his target, there was only a deep mark at the center of the original point, but on Zhuang Han's target, there was a shot that was slightly skewed.

Obviously, when it comes to the decimal point, Zhuang Han loses a little bit.

"Oh, it's a tie." Jun Jingting smiled, "Mr. Zhuang is really good."

This doesn't sound like a compliment, but a mockery.

Zhuang Han's face darkened, and he said with a smirk, "Where, Shao Ting is still very powerful."

Jun Jingting snorted lightly, didn't look at him again, but turned to wink at Qiao Xi, "I won."

"It's amazing." Qiao Xi praised very carelessly.

Jun Jingting was not annoyed, and walked to Qiao Xi's side in a happy mood, "I haven't practiced for a long time, and I don't seem to be unfamiliar with it now."

These words simply added fuel to the fire.

Zhuang Han almost failed to maintain his superficial calm, and put the gun back down with a cold face.

He took a deep breath and calmed down his emotions before regaining his previous gentleness, as if he didn't care about winning or losing.

"Young Master Ting is really talented. He hasn't practiced for a long time, and his posture is still so standard." Zhuang Han put on a regretful look, "I don't deserve to lose."

Sheng Wanqing smacked this sentence, always felt that Zhuang Han seemed to be concealing the connotation that Jun Jingting would do anything to win.

Jun Jingting raised her eyebrows slightly, and encouraged, "It's okay. As the old saying goes, hard work can make up for one's weakness. Although Mr. Zhuang's talent is not good, it's not bad to be able to practice to the present state. It can be seen that he has put in real effort."

Listen, this is too shameless.

What does it mean to hit a snake with a stick? That's it.

Qiao Xi couldn't bear to look straight away and turned her eyes away, as expected, she saw Zhuang Han's darkened face.

"Young Master Ting was joking." Zhuang Han took another deep breath.

He felt that he shouldn't compete with Jun Jingting.

Why didn't you think that young master Ting, who was well-known in the imperial capital, was so thick-skinned?

Qiao Xi couldn't stand it anymore, coughed lightly, and tried to ease the atmosphere, "Okay, it's just a discussion, it's not about talent or not, maybe it was a momentary mistake?"

Jun Jingting didn't know what medicine she had taken wrongly, she was very obedient today, she shut her mouth obediently when she heard the words, and looked at Zhuang Han with complacency in her eyes.

The veins on Zhuang Han's forehead jumped up suddenly, and he deeply felt that if he stayed any longer, he could not help but beat Jun Jingting up sooner or later.

It doesn't matter if you fight with Jun Jingting, but it's not worth the loss to expose that you are not as weak as you appear on the surface.

...Forget it, just wait and see!

Thinking of this, he did not hesitate to find an excuse to say goodbye to Qiao Xi.

Of course, Qiao Xi could see Zhuang Han's insincere and reluctant words, and gave him a sympathetic look, "Okay, then you can go to work first."

(End of this chapter)