Qin Miaoyin thought that given Qin Yin's temperament, she would feel insulted if she offered to give in with her left hand.
Then he refused directly and bravely.
But Qin Yin actually went against the grain and accepted it directly, which caught her off guard.
Fortunately, her accomplishments in shooting are indeed real, and she is not afraid to compete with a rookie like Qin Yin with her left hand.
Qin Miaoyin nodded restrainedly, and met Qin Yin's cold eyebrows, her temperament was still gentle: "Then, sister and I will change out of the complicated ceremonial dresses, put on professional competition uniforms, and then choose the best firearms together."
Qin Yin nodded and was willing to cooperate.
The two went to the locker room one after another.
The audience outside the venue were all gearing up, as if Qin Miaoyin had been wronged, they felt wronged too.
After all, Qin Miaoyin also grew up with their own eyes.
Her firearms shooting skills are already among the best.
If they lose, wouldn't that be another way of admitting that country A's shooting level is not as good as China's?
They safeguarded the interests of country A and naturally stood on Qin Miaoyin's side.
"Oh, this Qin Yin really dares to shamelessly accept Miss Miaoyin's humility.
But yes, an ignorant girl who has never picked up a gun is afraid that Miss Miaoyin will shoot her too hard and crush her too much, hurting her self-esteem. "
"The joke of the year is that the little girl from China is so spineless. It's just a courtesy to her, but she actually dares to accept it. It's really hilarious."
"I just took the time to check Qin Yin's information in China. Her academic qualifications are very good. She is also a close disciple of the chief professor of Qingbei Pharmaceutical Research Institute. I guess she can really put Qin Miaoyin in trouble."
"Hahahahaha, if Qin Yin, a wild girl from a remote country, can really win over Miss Miao Yin, who was raised according to the standards of a princess by Mr. Los himself, then I will stand on my head and show off in a minute!!"
"Uh, that's insulting to polite people. Please start the live broadcast and I'll rank first on the list!"
"..."
In the locker room.
In the underground palace of Sami Manor, many descendants of the royal family and nobles participate in the shooting competition every year during their coming-of-age ceremony.
Therefore, we stock a lot of new, tailored and competition-made clothes in various sizes every month.
Qin Yin walked into the dressing room wearing a complicated dark purple flowing skirt. The amethysts on the skirt were carefully inlaid and were worth a lot of money.
On the other hand, Qin Miaoyin's dress, although it is also a designer's haute couture dress, is quite simple, and the skirt is also very delicate and delicate. However, compared with Qin Yin's flamboyant jeweled skirt, it is slightly inferior.
Qin Miaoyin's eyes couldn't help but fall on Qin Yin's skirt several times, and finally said thoughtfully: "Sister, was the skirt you are wearing made by your father?"
"Father treats you so well. Unlike me, my father has never taken care of me since he returned to China four years ago. My uncle has always taken care of it for me. I have never seen a skirt with so many gems inlaid. It is so beautiful. "
She praised sincerely, and the envy in her eyes didn't look like a lie.
As Qin Miaoyin spoke, she leaned over and stretched out her hand to gently cover the brightest purple diamond on Qin Yin's skirt.
She is also used to seeing good things in Saudi Arabia.
Qin Yin's dress can be seen at a glance. The purple diamond she touched is worth tens of millions.
What's more, Qin Yin's dress has more than just one purple diamond on it.
This is not a dress, it is clearly a work of art!
Qin Yin frowned and stared at her fingertips that were touching the purple diamond, a little disgusted by other people's touches, but a kind smile slowly appeared on her face, as if she didn't see Qin Miaoyin's intention at all, and she opened her lips casually :"Yeah?"
"Miss Qin Miaoyin seems to like the dress my father made for me."
"It just so happens that my entire cloakroom is filled with jeweled dresses made by my father. Each piece is exquisitely designed and beautiful."
"If you like..."
Qin Yin continued speaking, his eyes faintly meeting Qin Miaoyin's expectant eyes.
Obviously, Qin Miaoyin's purpose was to express her envy.
I just want to give her one myself!
"Okay sister, you are really good at Yinyin..." Okay.
Qin Miaoyin didn't expect that with just a few words, she could coax this ignorant wild girl from China, Qin Yin, into giving her a precious gemstone skirt.
For a moment, I couldn't help but get excited.
Unexpectedly, Qin Yin's voice changed, and her tone was still gentle, but Qin Miaoyin's successful smile froze at the corner of her mouth.
"...Then I will wear a different style every day for you to admire."
Qin Yin added the second half of the sentence at the right time.
Ignoring Qin Miaoyin's chapped expression, she picked out a set of special training clothes that fit her best and went into the locker room to change into them.
"..." Qin Miaoyin stood there, realizing that she had been tricked by Qin Yin.
For a moment, I was depressed in my heart, and my breath was stuck in my throat.
Is she... showing off?
Hey, Qin Yin, why do you show off to me? Why do you show off to me?
Without you, I would be the only princess of the Fahman bloodline in Saudi A.
Regardless of blood relationship, she is Fahman's daughter in name. She is qualified to discipline Qin Si and serve her father.
Standing next to Fahman represents the highest honor of country A.
But now, she can only make excuses with Qin Yin, a woman of unknown origin.
It really made her unhappy.
The shooting competition was coming soon, so she didn't dare to delay, so she carried her skirt into the cloakroom.
Wait for her to change into professional training clothes and come out.
Qin Yin has already left.
Qin Miaoyin's face froze again, and her expression became even more colorful.
She suppressed her temper and walked out of the dressing room with a gentle and elegant attitude.
Qin Yin was already standing on the firearms display table with a curious and confused look, picking out firearms.
Qin Yin lowered his eyes and looked closer.
That unseen look in the eyes of Qin Miaoyin and the audience below was filled with mockery.
"Hahaha, don't you know Qin Yin?"
"It's okay if she doesn't know her. I see that she doesn't give in but insists on holding on. It would be really exciting if the gun goes off and she hurts herself in the ICU."
"What are you guessing? I think this Qin Yin really has two brushes. She will carefully check every firearm she passes by. Occasionally, she will put her index finger on the middle of the gun barrel to measure it. That is a technique only the National Security Bureau understands. It uses special fingertips to tap the resonant frequency to detect the explosive power of the firearm..."
"It's not as mysterious as what you said, Qin Yin should have just encountered it accidentally.
Don’t forget her origins. An ordinary girl in China, no matter how good her studies are, will never come across such a top group of high-end firearms! "
At this time, Qin Miaoyin walked in with a dashing look. She had a high ponytail like Qin Yin's, and Qin Yin's almost identical heroic spirit gathered between her brows and eyes.
On the contrary, the elegance she had just now faded away, and she became bright and flamboyant.
From the perspective of temperament, subversive changes are more likely to directly hit people's souls.
The contrast is too great.
Some people in the audience even exclaimed: "Hiss... Miss Miaoyin is indeed raised according to the standards of our country's princesses. She is so sweet and sassy. She is the princess who is really qualified to be the daughter of Heman!"
"Don't say it, don't say it. Although Miss Miaoyin has amber eyes and a golden hair, her facial features are 40-50% similar to Qin Yin's.
However, even though Qin Yin is pretentious, in terms of appearance, Qin Yin is honestly better... by a good margin..."
The audience who had just finished praising Qin Miaoyin's appearance said: "..."
Damn, that’s too disrespectful.
Qin Miaoyin walked towards Qin Yin, already familiar with the way, and glanced at every set of firearms here.
She is extremely familiar with these firearms.
Even a wild girl like Qin Yin would find it extremely novel!
"Sister, have you chosen your firearm?"
"The difficulty of the first game is not high. If you really don't know which firearm to choose, you can start with a pistol. The range and explosive power of these guns are pretty good."
Qin Miaoyin suggested "kindly".
From her point of view, the rifle is indeed more difficult than the pistol. After all, the rifle is too long and it would be difficult for the little girl to lift it.
Although it is difficult to control the balance of a pistol, hitting the target requires a higher degree of concentration and balance than a rifle.
Generally, beginners will easily follow this misunderstanding and choose a pistol if they are not sure about it.
In fact, pistols clearly require a higher sense of balance.
However, its explosive power is much less than that of a rifle, so it is more difficult.
These knowledge points are all clear to knowledgeable people.
He looked like he was looking for a joke, waiting for Qin Yin to be stupid.
After hearing what she said, Qin Yin did not resist immediately. Instead, he walked to the corner of a long row of firearms and found several pistols that were almost gathering dust.
It can be seen that this pistol is obviously not chosen by any royal family members.
Qin Miaoyin watched helplessly as Qin Yin actually picked up the gun and dusted it off to play with.
Seeing this, her eyes paused, and she continued to weave it with a frown on her face: "Sister, most of us are not novices, so there are very few people who choose pistols."
Qin Yin carefully wiped a dusty pistol clean with a handkerchief.
The traces of time are clearly visible on it.
Anyone with long eyes would not choose this old gun.
But Qin Yin seemed to be very interested in the gun in his hand. He tilted his head slightly and said, "Really?"
"Then I'll choose this one."
Qin Yin held the handle of the gun and played with it with unfamiliar movements.
It looks like he is afraid of damaging the pistol.
For a moment, everyone's mocking eyes became even more intense.
Qin Miaoyin saw that Qin Yin was so blind. Just by choosing a gun, she completely crushed her.
After that, the identity of Fahman’s daughter will definitely be his.
Qin Miaoyin said no more, walked to the rifle she had the most, nodded and chose.
She trained much more.
Be very familiar with firearms and the shooting range environment in front of you.
For a target a hundred meters away, ten rings is too easy.
Even with her left hand, she was confident that the error would be within nine and a half rings.
After she chooses.
The expressions of all the royal family and nobles in the audience gradually became distorted and outrageous.
"What? What are you doing, Qin Yin is looking for death? Isn't this going to kill Qin Miaoyin every minute?
Originally, pistols were more difficult to use than rifles, with higher precision control and balance control. That was all. She actually picked among the latest and most high-end rifles and firearms, and picked this one. Waste gun?
It's over, it's over, she's lost! ! "
"Oh, now this country bumpkin and wild girl is really showing off. Not only does she not know how to shoot, but she also doesn't know anything about the goods."
"Hold on, the picture of Qin Yin being tortured into a dog is so beautiful that I don't dare to look at it."
"Um, give me a hug. I came from China to visit my relatives. I didn't expect to see Sister Yin here. All I can say is... you, Xiaoxiao, don't know anything about my sister Yin's strength!
I really want to make money from the information gap!
We can't open a casino. I want Sister Yayin to make a lot of money out of you and turn your oil fields into dry wells. "
The first shooting match.
The underground palace has professional judgment coaches.
At this moment, when the coach saw the pistol Qin Yin chose, his eyes couldn't help but pause, and a touch of complexity and exploration flashed across his eyes.
Why...why did she choose that gun?
Obviously, the appearance is so shabby and covered with dust, no one wants to choose it.
The coach walked onto the stage and began to announce the rules.
"Please prepare two players. The royal promotion competition is divided into three rounds, with increasing difficulty one by one. The following are the rules of the first shooting competition: players can choose a gun according to their wishes, which can be modified by themselves. The time limit is three minutes.
After preparation for shooting, with the sound of gunshots as a command, both parties simultaneously shoot at a moving target 100 meters away. "
"Ten rings are the top, and there are three chances in total."
"Both players each have four bullets, allowing Kongfa one chance."
After the coach announced the rules, his eyes fell on Qin Yin first, wanting to see her panicked look.
You know, even in the first round of the promotion competition.
Shooting in country A will not be that simple.
There are no fixed targets, only living targets.
Moreover, the movement patterns and speed of the live target are beyond the control of the players.
Therefore, such difficulty is enough to make people shrink back in fear.
