Chapter 77: He's a Good Soldier (Seeking Favorites and Recommendations)

Night, in the dormitory.

Qi Hui lay on his bed, flipping through the two new skills the system had just refreshed.

When he first got the skills, Qi Hui was shocked, surprised, and even horrified, but... they didn't seem to have much use.

Once his emotions settled, Qi Hui realized that these two impressive-sounding skills were of little use for his career in the entertainment industry.

The Artillery Mastery skill, let alone the entertainment industry, wasn't very useful in the entire arts and culture circle.

As for Killing Intent... that was even more useless; he couldn't exactly go around killing people, could he?

Not to mention killing, even hitting someone was not a common occurrence in the entertainment industry.

This is the China server, not the North American server where there's a gunfight every day.

Acting—the police are happy to see it; after all, the police need spiritual nourishment too.

But if you dare to use your hands, or even draw blood, don't blame the police for using their methods.

The police are eager to make contributions and get promoted and a raise!

The next day, training continued.

Just as that new recruit said last night, the training intensity had dropped; physical training was reduced, with the focus shifting to drill movements, marching, standing at attention, and military posture.

Days passed, and as time went by, the training intensity crept back up.

The focus shifted from the initial drill training to physical training, then from physical training to tactical training, and then from tactical training to weapons and marksmanship training.

The live-fire shooting that many new recruits were looking forward to was part of this training module.

Bang, bang, bang!

The sound of gunfire echoed through the shooting range, one after another. Qi Hui frowned slightly; unlike in movies and TV shows, the sound of gunfire was actually very loud—extremely loud.

It exploded in the ears like muffled thunder. If you weren't careful the first time, you would get tinnitus and feel dizzy, left stunned and standing in place.

Coupled with the thick, pungent smell of gun oil, some people might even feel nauseous and vomit.

Qi Hui was fine; he had done live-fire target practice during his high school and university military training.

All in all, he had a full 10 rounds of shooting experience.

Therefore, he became the first person in his squad to finish shooting.

"Huh?" In the distance, the Instructor saw the most handsome guy in the crowd and couldn't help but be surprised.

He picked up his binoculars to look at the target paper, and was even more shocked.

"41 rings... not bad, not bad. This is a good soldier."

For a new recruit's first time at the range, there isn't actually a requirement for how many rings to hit; as long as three rounds hit the target, it counts as passing.

Qi Hui's performance was extremely excellent, and he was the most handsome guy in the crowd, not just in terms of shooting, but in the physical sense as well.

"Which squad is he from?" the Instructor asked. "Bring his file over for me to see."

The clerk didn't dare to delay; he flipped through the files in the vehicle and pulled out a document.

The Instructor glanced at it and immediately looked surprised. His drill and physical training scores were both above average, and the black-faced Master Yan mostly had positive things to say about him.

"He's a good soldier... what a pity!" the Instructor sighed. It was a pity he was here to act.

If he were a real soldier, he would definitely have to be groomed.

Evening, in the dormitory, after returning from the range.

"Old Qi, have you practiced this before?" Ren Kenuo looked at Qi Hui and asked.

During target practice today, the Squad Leader had praised Qi Hui heavily; needless to say, his comrades were instantly envious.

Qi Hui glanced at him and nodded in admission: "That's right, I have indeed shot before."

During this time, he had also gotten to know the new recruits in the squad. This Ren Kenuo was the actor who would be playing Ostrich.

After chatting a few times, Qi Hui learned that he was a classmate of Zheng Yitong.

The one from *The Temptation to Go Home*, the eldest sister Baolian.

"Stand up!"

At this moment, a shout came from outside the door.

Everyone in the dormitory looked solemn and immediately stood at attention.

Outside the door, a group of people filed in; it was the Instructor bringing new recruits from another squad.

Not just the new recruits, but their Squad Leader as well, carrying small stools.

Qi Hui also saw Old Ling in the crowd; he happened to be in this squad.

The two looked at each other, nodded slightly, and exchanged greetings.

"Haha, everyone come over and sit down," the Instructor said with a chuckle, not looking strict at all.

Once everyone had uniformly placed their stools and sat down according to the command, he smiled and said, "I came over today just to relax a bit and hold a democratic life meeting."

"Let's all chat, tell our own stories, perform some talents, and relax."

Qi Hui pursed his lips. The military's care was good, but there was too much of it, which actually made him feel uncomfortable and he didn't like it.

To the side, the black-faced Master Yan's expression stiffened, then he loosened his muscles and joints, preparing to act.

This kid Qi Hui was a bit unruly; he had to be careful.

After this period of time, he had seen enough; without using force, he simply couldn't suppress this kid.

"Come, that comrade," the Instructor said, pointing at Qi Hui. "You shot the best today, you go first."

"Do you want to chat or perform a talent?" the Instructor asked with a gentle smile.

He knew Qi Hui's background; an actor shouldn't have stage fright.

Qi Hui was speechless. The Squad Leader said the same thing last time; why does everyone like to ask me to perform talents?

I'm an actor, not a singer.

I can't exactly put on an acting demonstration right here, can I?

But facing the gaze and enthusiasm of so many people, Qi Hui felt embarrassed to refuse and could only walk out slowly.

"Ahem... fellow comrades, then I'll sing a song for you all," Qi Hui rolled his eyes and said with a gentle smile.

He immediately cleared his throat, stood up slowly, and scanned all the new recruits around him.

Clap, clap, clap...

Immediately, the new recruits began to applaud, looking expectant.

The atmosphere in the military was simple and honest; whoever was capable was impressive. Moreover, Qi Hui was not only good at training, but his appearance was also extremely outstanding.

Handsome and sunny, he made people feel favorably inclined toward him.

As long as one wasn't harboring dark thoughts, no one would find him unpleasant.

On the contrary, Qi Hui's own squadmates didn't look expectant; their expressions were a bit strange.

"Before I enlisted, I learned quite a few military songs. I dedicate this to all my comrades!" Qi Hui said loudly:

"A song called *Green Flower in the Army*, please enjoy it, comrades!"

The Instructor's expression stiffened. What... what is that?

*Green Flower in the Army*?

"Cold winds drift, leaves fall, the army is a green flower..." Qi Hui sang with deep affection and emotion.

"Stop!" the Instructor shouted hurriedly: "Don't sing anymore!"

This song couldn't be listened to; once you hear it, something bad is going to happen!

"Dear comrade, you don't..."

"Damn it, shut your mouth!" the black-faced Master Yan roared, lunging forward with a leap.

But the Instructor was faster than him, directly using a back-choke hold and following up with a leg trip to take Qi Hui down.

The sequence of movements was smooth and flowing, fast as lightning.

Not to mention the new recruits, even the veterans hadn't seen it clearly.

Damn, isn't the Instructor political staff? Why is he so fierce... Several squad leaders broke out in a cold sweat; luckily they hadn't done anything to the Instructor before.

Otherwise, they would have been "promoted."

Promoted to be "dealt with"!

Ding~

[The host has come into contact with Company Instructor You Wei. You have gained two lottery chances. Would you like to draw now?]

"Uh..." Qi Hui was being choked until his eyes rolled back, but he was stunned when he looked at the panel.

"Draw!"

How could he not draw?

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the skills: Shooting and Firearms Mastery, Bayonet Fighting Mastery]

Qi Hui's eyes lit up; he didn't even care that he was being choked anymore.

Bayonet Fighting Mastery?

Good stuff!