This time, no matter what the staff said, Zhou Dashao himself noticed something was wrong.

All eight rings the first time, all nine rings the second time, is it really such a coincidence?

"Come again!" Zhou Zhifan was inspired to fight.

However, in the third game, Zhou Zhifan did not play the good results of the first two games because he was too tight.

This time, he not only did not have a ten ring, but also played two seven rings and a sixth ring.

When the staff reported the result of the other party's shooting, Zhou Zhifan slapped his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and said without a smile, "Damn, I was played."

The result of the third round reported by the staff was that all ten bullets were ten rings!

This is such a master!

He was deceived by the other party!

After the three rounds were all over, Miss An, who was focusing on shooting, finally took off her noise-cancelling headphones, threw everything aside, and threw a note at Zhou Zhifan with a string of numbers on it, "My account number, Ten million hits here."

After speaking, he didn't stop for a moment, and just walked away like this.

Zhou Zhifan stared straight at the handsome figure who left in a dashing manner, and was suddenly so handsome by this woman.

Thinking of something, he immediately went to see the shooting results of the other party.

A minute later, Zhou Zhifan's eyes widened, he swallowed with difficulty, and asked the staff next to him, "This is indeed the target she shot, not a few pictures from your computer, right?"

For all the previous eight rings and all nine rings, the bullet holes on the target are distributed equidistantly on the corresponding rings, and the circle formed by the ten bullet holes is almost as round as the circle drawn by the compass!

Besides, the ten ten rings in the last round actually only had the one bullet hole in the middle!

This means that all the bullets hit the bullseye, and they all hit the same place!

It was about the reputation of the club, so the staff immediately clarified, "Young Master Zhou, it is indeed the target of this Miss An, or I will have someone take all the targets for you to see?"

Zhou Dashao said that it was not necessary, but asked the staff to call out the target that the other party had just started shooting.

Previously, he had roughly glanced at the target on the screen from a distance, only to find it disorganized.

But at this time, facing the screen, he realized that he thought that many of the bullet holes in disorder were symmetrical with the center line as the axis, and if these bullet holes were connected with a line, it seemed that a yan character could be formed?

What is the origin of this Miss An...

What Zhou Dashao wants to check is naturally easy to find.

When the name An Jin was handed to Dashao Zhou, Dashao Zhou was a little dazed.

Why does this name sound familiar?

The assistant on the side reminded: "Young Master, this is the female paparazzi of the Virtue Studio that has been very popular recently. Netizens call her the light of the paparazzi."

"What? Just a paparazzi?" Zhou Dashao suddenly showed a look of constipation.

He had to think that Miss An was the descendant of an old general, but the other party was just a puppy?

However, it's a good thing to have no background.

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Bang bang bang.

All three bullets hit the wine bottle on the tree.

Yan Zhenxing, dressed as a bandit, withdrew the gun in his hand, with suppressed hatred in his eyes.

"Crack, very good! Zhenxing, your marksmanship is excellent!" The director praised excitedly.

The staff on the set were also impressed by Yan Zhenxing.

When other people make this kind of play, they are just pretending, but as a result, Brother Yan himself is a real marksman!

Yan Zhenxing nodded to everyone, and then walked straight to the rest area.

Xiao Li, who was watching something, saw him coming, and suddenly turned off the phone in a panic.

Yan Zhenxing's eyes flashed slightly and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, just some gossip."

"Like?"

"For example, which rich son is chasing which female star, something like this, hehe." Xiao Li laughed dryly.

Yan Zhenxing nodded and didn't ask any further questions, but he turned around and clicked on the hot search on his mobile phone.

Sure enough, Yan Zhenxing quickly found a hot search about An Jin.

#Zhou Zhifan chasing love for Anjin#

A marketing account called "Entertainment Gossip Concentration Camp" published a report: Zhou Dashao has been chasing the paparazzi Anjin recently, sending a lot of roses to the Virtue Studio every day, candlelight dinner and package delivery. Diamond ring, Dashao Zhou has invested his blood this time! This source is reliable and absolutely true!

--I go? real or fake? Isn't it rumored that An Jin has sharp-nosed monkey cheeks and wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses, which is ugly and frustrating? When did Zhou Dashao's taste become so heavy?

——The actresses and models that Zhou Dashao caught up to in the past have either long legs or a snake face, and it is impossible to change their taste, so there is only one possibility, An Jin either gave birth to a pair of long legs, or grows A snake face!

——Come, come, bet, how long will Zhou Dashao be able to catch people this time.

——I am optimistic about the light of our paparazzi, I bet at least three months!

—— Zhou Dashao's family is rich, handsome, and has many tricks in chasing women. I suspect that An Jin will soon fall.

...

Yan Zhenxing turned over a few comments and stepped back, looking expressionless, but in fact there were gloomy and terrifying emotions surging in his eyes.

He snorted suddenly.

There really wasn't a single word of truth in the woman's mouth.

An Jin could not remember what she said to him that night.

She said that in this world, only his Yan Zhenxing is an exception, and she is only passionate about him.

result--

It's all bullshit!