For the first-year students' shooting competition, there were only four competing segments—the twenty-meter stationary target, fifty-meter stationary target, a hundred-meter stationary target, and as well as the twenty-meter moving target.
It was because the first-year students hadn't even started with the fifty-meter moving target and above.
Which, to Gu Qingjiu, was a piece of cake.
She stood there and watched for a while, and felt it was quite boring.
It wasn't that she looked down on her classmates…
But, alright, she felt it wasn't at all challenging.
After all, now that Gu Qingjiu frequently spent time with the members of the Shooting Department, there wasn't a single person in there with lousy shooting skills.
It was indeed not at all exciting watching this group of students compete.
She watched for a while, then pursed her lips and left.