There was a group of teenagers in the training camp. All of them had joined the live-streaming session, so they knew Fu Zhi very well. When they saw her, they all got a little excited, and some of them even wanted to ask her for an autograph.
Ouyang Ya shot daggers at them and hissed, "Have you all finished your training? Are you sure you can win the competition?"
The group of teenagers fell silent.
Fu Zhi was pretty, and many cadets were looking at her out of the corner of their eyes.
Ouyang Ya felt annoyed, so she pointed toward the house. "The field target shooting competition is scheduled at 2:00 p.m, and my eldest brother is going to take part in the competition as well, so why doesn't President Li stay back and join us? It will be a lot of fun."
Li Nanli nodded as Ouyang Ya walked beside him.
