Campus Ace Girl-Chapter 468 - 469: A Little Scoundrel Behind People’s Back! A Little Sweetie in Front of People!
In another shooting room, Zhou Yunchen first fired a magazine, all of them hitting the bullseye.
Zhang Niuniu clapped. "Boss Zhou is always the best!"
Zhou Yunchen, full of vigor, handed his gun to Zhang Niuniu. "Your opinion doesn’t count."
Huang Mao was taken aback, pausing before asking, "Then whose does?"
Zhou Yunchen just smiled, offering no answer.
Zhang Niuniu scratched his head, quite puzzled...
Gu Anxi smiled, looking at Shen Congwen. "Deputy Shen, do you think our Boss Zhou is impressive?"
Bo Xichen glanced at her, while Shen Congwen seemed somewhat helpless. "I don’t know."
Zhou Yunchen looked at him, his gaze filled with gentle warmth.
Soon, Shen Congwen averted his eyes.
Zhou Yunchen loaded a new magazine, raised the gun coolly, and took aim—
A few quick shots—BANG! BANG! BANG!—and all six were bullseyes.
Zhang Niuniu was stunned. "Wow!"
He turned his head. "Deputy Shen, isn’t our Boss Zhou amazing?"
Shen Congwen nearly choked, his fair face flushing slightly as he coughed twice.
Zhou Yunchen loaded a magazine for him and placed it in his hands. "You should try a few shots too. You can’t just stand there."
Shen Congwen was usually quite skilled, but today he unexpectedly missed...
Gu Anxi laughed. "Deputy Shen seems a bit restless." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
Shen Congwen forced a smile. "My skills are inferior."
Zhou Yunchen leaned against a nearby support, his tall, trim figure captivating. Shen Congwen didn’t dare to look at him. He handed the gun to Gu Anxi and went to sit on a nearby chair, sipping tea.
Gu Anxi took the gun, then asked someone to bring another. She held one in each hand—
「In the other shooting room」
King Jingyao was shocked.
She can dual-wield? Wasn’t she a novice?
Not just him, even Chen Ming was surprised.
He had been shooting for over ten years and had practiced with his left hand, but his aim wasn’t particularly good—at least, not comparable to his right.
Gu Anxi, unexpectedly...
Everyone held their breath.
Gu Anxi fired both guns simultaneously. All twelve bullets struck their targets.
Twelve bullseyes.
Bo Xichen smiled faintly. "Quite good."
Gu Anxi turned her head. "That’s because Uncle taught me well."
Zhang Niuniu was completely stunned. Damn, what kind of god-tier marksmanship is this?
Zhou Yunchen tilted his head, a deep smile playing on his lips. "Congwen, isn’t Anxi impressive?"
Shen Congwen’s face burned. "Naturally, she’s very impressive."
"Better than me?" Zhou Yunchen wore a mischievous grin, his eyes glinting.
Shen Congwen: ...
Zhou Yunchen decided not to tease him further and watched Gu Anxi reload... her movements were deft and practiced, as if she handled guns regularly.
On the other side, Chen Ming was shaken. He murmured, "She’s definitely an expert, not a novice. She must have handled guns before."
King Jingyao frowned, his gaze fixed on her. "Are you saying she’s accustomed to using guns?"
Chen Ming muttered, "Yes, and a top-tier one at that."
His gaze fell on King Jingyao’s face, his voice somewhat hoarse. "Let me put it this way: my marksmanship, honed over a decade, isn’t even half as good as hers."
That casual, effortless posture, hitting twelve shots perfectly—it was truly astonishing!
Chen Ming hadn’t thought much of Gu Anxi before, but now he was shocked... and somewhat envious.
Talent was often the most enviable thing.
King Jingyao lit a cigarette, then abruptly pulled it from his lips. "Is that little brat really that impressive?"
Little brat?
Chen Ming was surprised but didn’t dare to probe further.
Knowing King Jingyao’s temperament, Chen Ming gave a faint smile. "The little brat I’m talking about! Didn’t she hold back her strength when she was with Old Lin?"
He glanced meaningfully at Chen Ming. "And you were so happy to win! Fool! Don’t you realize you’ve been tricked now?"
Chen Ming was a straightforward man. He admitted bluntly, "Tricked, yes, but I don’t feel I lost anything."
He then asked earnestly, "Did Mister Wang lose anything to her?"
He was always straightforward, and it took him a moment to understand. King Jingyao, looking a bit uncomfortable, said, "What could I possibly lose to her? She’s just a young girl."
At that moment, Chen Ming recalled some very private rumors he’d heard about them, and he suddenly felt uncertain.
King Jingyao eyed him. "What’s wrong? Stunned?"
Chen Ming rubbed his nose. "Does Mister Wang... like her very much?"
The words were barely out of his mouth when a chill permeated the air around him. Sure enough, when he looked up, King Jingyao’s expression was grim, and a coldness gripped Chen Ming’s heart.
Fortunately, the Secretary-General intervened to smooth things over. "Chen Ming, I wouldn’t have guessed that a rough-looking fellow like you could be so perceptive."
Saying this, he leaned in and whispered, "The young lady is the Old Madam’s goddaughter. Now you understand her relationship with Mister Wang, right?"
Chen Ming was stunned. Then, his expression grew complicated. After a moment, he gave a dry laugh. "I was being presumptuous."
"Don’t blame yourself!" King Jingyao said good-naturedly, then chuckled. "Come on, let’s go take a look. You and Anxi can have a little spar."
Chen Ming was cursing inwardly. Just moments ago, it was ’that little brat,’ and now it’s ’Anxi.’ The change was too fast!
Luckily, he hadn’t said anything too out of line.
As they were leaving, he shot the Secretary-General a wry smile. The Secretary-General smiled back and whispered, "You need to be quicker on the uptake. When the boss says something, you need to think it through a few times. If he truly disliked her, truly detested her, would he have let her sit and play cards with those elders a few days ago? Mister Wang was even standing by attentively, while all those celebrities and dignitaries could only remain standing."
He deliberately emphasized, "Think about it. Isn’t that a sign of exceptional favor?"
Chen Ming considered it. Yes, that made sense.
As they spoke, the group entered the shooting room.
Bo Xichen smiled. "Mister Wang."
King Jingyao spoke only to him, not even glancing at that little brat. The little brat, in turn, didn’t look at him either, continuing to play with her gun while Zhang Niuniu assisted and cheered her on from the side—
Absolutely sickening!
As for Zhou Yunchen and Shen Congwen, they both stood up but didn’t interrupt.
King Jingyao glanced at Gu Anxi and Zhang Niuniu, then smiled at Bo Xichen. "Xichen, you spoil her far too much!"
Bo Xichen smiled faintly. "She’s still young; it’s natural for her to enjoy playing. Besides, she’s usually very busy. It’s rare for her to have a chance to relax like this today."
King Jingyao sat down casually and gave the Secretary-General a look.
The Secretary-General understood instantly, gesturing for everyone to sit and not be formal.
At that moment, King Jingyao gave Zhou Yunchen a longer look. So, this is the little brat’s top henchman! He looks presentable, but he’s incredibly scheming—even capable of prying away Gu Yuanshan’s people!
After that brief, appraising glance, he offered no other acknowledgment and resumed his conversation with Bo Xichen. Meanwhile, Chen Ming, standing nearby, was itching to join in, his expression a mixture of eagerness and frustration.
"Chen Ming, if you want to go play with them, go ahead. No need to stay here with me," King Jingyao said with a faint smile.
Upon hearing this, Chen Ming practically bounced over.
Gu Anxi knew he had arrived. Realizing she couldn’t hide her skills any longer, she didn’t mind. After all, Chen Ming was an excellent marksman; playing with him would be more exciting.
