Wife is Fierce, Don’t Mess With Her!

On the way to the shooting department, Gu Qingjiu felt somewhat uncontrollable annoyed.

She shouldn't have such impulsive emotions.

It's just that no matter what happens in front of He Niancheng, it's like an instinct, and I can't restrain it.

Of course, she didn't want to compare He Niancheng with scum like Su Lingche, but...

When she was with Su Lingche in her previous life, she had never felt such a shy feeling that made her blush and heartbeat.

When she faced Su Lingche, it seemed that apart from her liking at that time, she only had a flat face.

In the beginning, the relationship was established in a logical manner.

Not like her and He Niancheng.

However, Su Lingche could never be compared with Prime Minister He Nian.

That was the unbearable shadow in her dark life, and He Niancheng was the dawn of her life.

Because it has never happened before, so when it appears, it is so eager to hold on to it.

The shooting department is close to the library of the Military University, which covers a vast area, so it would take half an hour for Gu Qingjiu to walk there on two legs.

But now there are shared bicycles everywhere on campus, Gu Qingjiu just rode on one, wandered around for almost ten minutes, and finally came to the shooting department to report.

The shooting department is a separate unit and has an independent teaching building like other departments.

To be precise, it is a shooting practice range.

A separate building.

There are eleven floors in total, and the second to ninth floors are all shooting ranges.

The first floor is similar to an ordinary office, and it is an office hall.

But at this time, there were not many people.

With the revolving glass door used for the corridor gate, Gu Qingjiu could see the general scene inside from the outside.

She pushed open the transparent revolving glass door and went in, only to see a young girl in an ordinary work uniform inside.

Sitting in a place similar to the front desk, but with a straight posture, it looks like the attitude that a military academy should have.

Seeing Gu Qingjiu coming in, she took the initiative to speak: "Student, do you have something to do?"

Because Gu Qingjiu was wearing the uniform of the school, she could naturally tell Gu Qingjiu's identity at a glance.

Gu Qingjiu walked towards her: "Hi, I'm Gu Qingjiu, a freshman who just transferred from the local army, majoring in computer science and technology, class D."

Gu Qingjiu reported his information very carefully, and the girl suddenly showed a dazed expression.

"So you are Gu Qingjiu, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

As she said, she reached out and took out a form from under her counter: "Instructor Xiong said that you will come to report in the next two days, and asked me to prepare something for you. You should fill out this form first, and fill it out." In the future, I will call the deputy director of the shooting department to come down and take you up."

Gu Qingjiu nodded, reached out to take the form, and saw that it was filled with some basic information.

Gu Qingjiu had filled out this kind of form many times, so he was already familiar with it.

The girl gave her a pen, and she filled in quietly at the front desk.

The girl was watching her as she filled it out.

Gu Qingjiu's reputation has not been revealed elsewhere, but the shooting department has known it for a long time.

A new shooting genius has been transferred from the freshman side, who is the best hope of their military colleges in this year's major military academy shooting competitions.

Such high expectations naturally made the rest of the shooting department very curious.

The girl filled out the form with a calm and good-looking appearance, especially her fair skin that seemed to be shining.

The military school was not allowed to wear any cosmetics, the girl compared Gu Qingjiu's complexion, and then compared herself, and immediately looked sad.