Although the girl Chen Jingzhi has an arrogant and domineering temperament and is a typical young lady from a wealthy family in Shanghai, once she plays the piano, she becomes exceptionally soft and docile.
The afternoon sun revealed the warm fragrance of grass, dancing like an elf around Chen Jingzhi.
Her fingers danced briskly on the keys, sliding from bass to treble, blooming a romantic rose-colored landscape.
Although Hua Ting knows nothing about musical instruments, she has to admit that the tone played by Chen Jingzhi has the style of a master; sometimes her sound is soothing as a flowing spring, sometimes as fast as a waterfall, sometimes as passionate as a roar, and sometimes as low as a whisper.
The echo is like a murmur, which is really touching and shocking.
Bai Qihong was afraid of being embarrassed, let alone being stolen by Chen Huanlin's daughter.
So he stood in the middle of the crowd with a cold face.
After finishing the song, Chen Jingzhi received unexpected applause.
Mrs.
Bai scolded in her ear: "What's wrong with you?
Isn't listening to the piano your strong point?"
"Bai Ma, I really don't know how."
How should I explain to her?
"Why don't others just think that you are humble, petty, and unable to reach the level of elegance?"
Chen Jingzhi bowed to everyone in style and went straight to Jian Yi.
In the lingering sound of praise from everyone, Chen Huanlin slowly walked out from the crowd, leaning on the eye-catching mahogany civilized staff, "Hua Ting," his hoarse voice contained an explosive force that should not be underestimated, "There are I have no interest in competing with Uncle Chen in shooting skills."
A hint of admiration eagerly filled his eyebrows.
It was a good idea to compete in marksmanship.
Hua Ting's eyes lit up immediately, "Okay, Uncle Chen, where can we compete?"
Chen Huanlin came prepared.
With just a gesture, the man in black on the side carried out several round plastic gun targets from nowhere, the kind commonly seen in shooting clubs, and then chose a flat terrain to place them.
One of the men in black stuffed an ordinary black short gun into Hua Ting's hand, and everything was ready.
I thought Chen Huanlin was going to take her hunting in the mountains, but it turned out that it was just target shooting, no challenge at all.
However, it was quite novel for this kind of entertainment project to appear in such a public place, and everyone kept their eyes open to wait and see.
Unexpectedly, Chen Huanlin, an old man, would actually cause such a farce at Hua Ting's birthday party.
Although Bai Qihong was angry, he had to endure it first, so as not to get angry and be criticized.
"Sister Hua, I've never seen your marksmanship before, so you won't disappoint me."
Once Jian Yi's attention was focused on Hua Ting, Chen Jingzhi frowned displeased.
Chen Huanlin handed the civilized stick in his hand to the man in black beside him, stood 50 meters away from the gun target, half-side of his body aimed at the target, and his shooting posture was professional; at his age, if he had not had time when he was young, With a commonly used gun, since the arm holding the gun is suspended in the air and has no support, the swing of the gun will increase, making it difficult to control the firing timing.
However, looking at this skilled posture, it is obvious that he used guns a lot when he was young.
"Bang, bang, bang" Chen Huanlin fired three shots first, one hitting the red heart, and the other two hitting the second ring only 1 centimeter away from the center of the circle.
The crowd applauded.
No one had high expectations for Hua Ting, a little girl who was too embarrassed to even play the piano, especially Miss Chen Jingzhi, whose nose almost turned up to the sky, as if she was waiting to see what she would do.
Can't wait to gloat.
Since you are so unfavorable, then I have to show off no matter what.
Hua Ting casually stood at a position a hundred meters away from the gun target.
Without making any aiming gesture, she just raised her left arm casually.
She even took the time to cast a wink at Chen Shu before shooting, and pulled the trigger with her finger.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang" hit the red heart five times in a row.
Everyone was shocked, even the well-informed dignitaries opened their mouths without hesitation.
Bai Qihong has been in the world for decades, but he has never seen a woman with such accurate shooting skills.
Moreover, she was standing a hundred meters away with an ordinary 7-inch short gun, without any professional posture or judgment.
Time, I just shot 5 bullets at will, and all of them hit the red heart.
This move forced Bai Qihong to re-examine Hua Ting from another perspective.
If Hua Ting were a boy Bai Qihong narrowed his eyes, and calculations were going on in his mind.
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"Hua Ting is really good at marksmanship," Chen Huanlin sincerely praised him.
"I guess this shooting method is no longer challenging for you."
He pondered for a moment, "Why don't you try something more exciting?"
Chen Huanlin really understood her.
"You mean it's exciting?"
"Using living people as targets."
As expected, Hua Ting said, "I don't know if they dare."
Jane also took the initiative to sign up.
Although everyone has seen Hua Ting's marksmanship, they still lack the courage to use a living person as a target.
Who can guarantee whether Hua Ting will make a mistake and send them to the west.
Jian Yi consciously found a piece of flat ground to stand on, and placed a red apple on top of his head.
He stretched out his left and right arms and placed one on each arm.
He stood in a scarecrow posture and urged in his mouth.
Said: "Hurry up, little sister."
In fact, this kind of gameplay is obviously not very exciting for Hua Ting.
It is just a talking gun target, and it is not boring to death.
Hua Ting was still standing a hundred meters away, raising the black gun in her hand leisurely in the wind, but she heard Chen Jingzhi scream strangely, "Be serious, don't hurt Jian Yi."
Oh, it's still useful, you tell me "Bang, bang, bang," Hua Ting fired three shots in a row, and the apple fell to the ground in pieces.
Jian Yi stood on the spot unscathed, with a bright smile on her eyebrows, as if she still had more to say.
The crowd exclaimed and applauded like thunder.
Unexpectedly, Fujita Shoji, who looked to be in his thirties, volunteered to be Hana Ting's human target.
For this senior government official who never joked with others and was calm and even stern, he would actually make such a ridiculous decision right now.
Come, everyone felt strange and dumbfounded, but it was hard to show it on their faces, so they had to purse their lips and try their best to suppress the urge to laugh.
Unexpectedly, Fujita Shoji was much bolder than Jian Yi.
Among many fruits, apples are already very small in size.
However, he took two small grapes and clamped them between his left and right index fingers and middle fingers respectively, walking briskly.
Came to where Jian Yi was standing.
Everyone gasped He wasn't afraid that Hua Ting would miss his bullet intentionally and take the opportunity to take his life.
Since Fujita Shoji is so generous, Hua Ting will naturally not disappoint everyone.
Fortunately, Hua Ting had good eyesight since she was a child.
Although the two dark purple grapes were smaller in size, they were not difficult to identify in the sunlight.
As long as Fujita Shoji maintained her posture, Hua Ting still felt that everything was under her control.
This time, the human target was changed to Fujita Shoji.
Bai Qihong's eyes showed rare nervousness.
If something happened to Fujita Shoji, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Professor Fujita, please stop messing around with your little girl."
As soon as he finished speaking, there were two gunshots.
Fujita Shoji stood on the spot intact, with appreciation growing in his eyes.
The promised competition turned out to be Hua Ting's solo show, and everyone enthusiastically signed up to be her human target.
After trying all kinds of fruit and cakes, they still felt that they were still satisfied.
Hua Ting was tired from playing and was about to shoot.
Unexpectedly, it was Ding Sicheng's turn this time.
Looking at the golden finger cot on the little finger of his left hand, Hua Ting couldn't bear it, "Forget it, I'm tired." , no more playing.”
After not seeing each other for a few days, Ding Sicheng's face looked increasingly haggard, and the aura that usually hung on his face had completely disappeared.
She couldn't help but think about how many years had passed between her and Ding Yaoyi.
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Why is it that when I look at Ding Sicheng at this moment, I have the illusion of being from a long time ago?
"Miss Bai refuses to let me be a human target.
Are you pitying me?"
Ding Sicheng's tone sounded worldly and extreme.
"No, I'm just tired."
Why do some people just can't understand human words?
"How about playing with lychees this time?"
He took the initiative to pick up a bunch of lychees on the plate.
"It's useless to change it to anything.
I'm tired of talking.
You can go and play by yourself."
"Miss Bai is so disrespectful" "Just play by yourself."
"What if it were your boyfriend?"
Hua Ting’s pupils shrank Subconsciously look beyond the crowd.
"What do you want?"
she said solemnly.
Ding Sicheng answered the question incorrectly, "I remember Chen Shu didn't play."
He pretended to search the crowd for a while.
Hua Ting's back showed large traces of sweat within the 0.01 second he said these words.
"Chen Shu" she opened her lips with difficulty, "What does it have to do with him?"
Ding Sicheng's intention was obvious, he wanted to seize this opportunity to point the finger at Cai Bingrong.
"Didn't you tell me last time that your boyfriend was Chen Shu?"
Bai Qihong walked out of the crowd, his evil eyebrows and sharp eagle eyes giving off a powerful and evil aura.
Hua Ting's eyelashes drooped quietly, fanning bit by bit, as if slowly filtering out some heavy thoughts.
The knuckles of her clenched fists turned white, and a few small blue veins could be faintly seen under her forehead.
"Isn't it?"
Ding Sicheng's voice was contemptuous and mocking, "Why did I hear that you and the young master of the Jian family are getting engaged?"
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