"Hmph! That's more like it." Chen Huaying pretended not to care and snorted lightly.
Wu Youli stood amongst the crowd and smiled gently at Zhang Hongmei before shouting loudly, "Hong Mei, you have to give it your all too."
Originally, everyone had been ignoring Zhang Hongmei, but now that she had shouted, everyone remembered and, feeling a bit embarrassed, smiled at Zhang Hongmei.
"I will," said Zhang Hongmei, her face blushing and her whole body trembling slightly.
The female comrades were divided into ten columns according to the systems, with each column selecting three representatives. Under the instructor's directives, each person stood a meter apart.
Leaders of the various female comrades' groups also stood on the main stage.
"Old Shen, who do you think will win the shooting competition?" Meng Xingzhi asked casually.
Shen Feihu glared and said aggressively, "How would I know that? If you want to ask, ask their direct leaders. Wei Xian, come out!"