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In the main control room.

Sun Cheng, the director of the Statistics Office at the National Weapons Research Institute, stood at six feet tall. Dressed in a well-tailored dark suit with a white shirt underneath, he stood with hands folded behind him. His broad shoulders and straight back, along with his short hair that was both neat and spirited, revealed just a few wisps of white at the forehead—not from age, but from the long-term mental strain of his work.

At that moment, he was intently watching the electronic screen in front of him, focused on the gun in Shen Qianqian's hand.

He was looking at it as if it were a piece of perfect art.

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"Yes, I'll go right away."

At his side, Zhao Xiaoli had received her instructions and immediately set to work.

Sun Cheng nodded slightly, his face quietly reflecting a hint of joy, as he thought to himself: "This police officer's design is currently the most eye-catching weapon, no, it should be said, the most perfect weapon of this competition!"

As the director of the 'Statistics Office', although he was not an absolute authority, his many years immersed in weapon data made him an all-around talent among weapon experts.

He could quickly recite accurate data for every kind of weapon—a connoisseur in his field.

This time, upon seeing Shen Qianqian's 'stunning masterpiece', he immediately gave it a high appraisal. Had the gun not been in Anling, he would have gone in the dead of night with his team to visit Shen Qianqian, requesting her to thoroughly explain the design process and detailed data of the gun.

Moreover, he would have brought along the Institute's gun experts to assess the data and appraise the technology overnight.

If everything passed, the production department of the Weapons Research Institute would start making it with 100% precision the very next day; they must ensure that this gun was demonstrated flawlessly!

'Bang, bang, bang.'

Sun Cheng extended his thumb and forefinger, unable to resist making the 'gun' gesture, itching to try a few shots.

He took a deep breath, calming his emotions.

By this time, Zhao Xiaoli had returned to the broadcast room, her expression calm, with a faint smile on her face as she gave a slight nod to the host, Zhou Nan.

Zhou Nan immediately understood and continued the conversation with Shen Qianqian: "Comrade Shen Qianqian, your time to introduce has come. This gun design is very perfect. The jury is currently appraising and scoring your competition entry. The scores will be announced after the preliminaries, so please pay attention."

"Okay," Shen Qianqian nodded in response.

Then, the connection ended.

Zhao Xiaoli took over, smiling as she said, "Audience friends in the live broadcast room, to thank you for your strong support of this weapon design contest, we will draw 100 lucky viewers at random in each event's live broadcast room, giving away 'Jian 10' souvenir models."

This was an interactive segment during the interval.

—A little treat for the military enthusiasts.

The fans in the live broadcast room were still marveling at the design of the gun by Shen Qianqian.

[I dare to guess, that police comrade just now should be the top of this design contest!]

[I've been switching through several event live broadcasts. Honestly, her design is the most stunning!]

[Speaking of professionalism! She must be on the level of a gun expert!]

[This young lady has a limitless future ahead of her!]

[Did she really design this on her own?]

[If she designed it all by herself, that's too terrifying!]

[Genius, definitely a genius!]

[...]

Inside the Anling Police Station.

Shen Qianqian let out a silent sigh of relief. She was still very nervous, not expecting the live broadcast audience to number as many as one hundred thousand.

This was equivalent to her displaying the weapon she designed in front of a hundred thousand people.

Her heart was pounding nervously.

Fortunately, this 'modular new-style rifle', with Lin Chuan's involvement, had been optimized in every aspect, which gave her a bit of confidence.

"That's amazing, Qianqian!"

Xia Qingqing was full of genuine congratulatory smiles for her friend.

That evening, representing Anling Police Station, Shen Qianqian had many colleagues watching by her side. They were watching the live broadcast and also observing her.

They saw the barrage of comments in the live broadcast!

"Quick, let me see that gun," said Hu Daqiang, the Criminal Police Brigade captain, without putting on any airs. He moved closer, his gaze burning with enthusiasm as he looked at the model gun in front of Shen Qianqian.

Shen Qianqian gracefully passed the model gun over to him.

Hu Daqiang received it cautiously.

Then, he examined it closely, gently touching the body, barrel, and stock of the gun like one might caress a cherished treasure, unable to hide his admiration with exclamations.

Aside.

Xia Qingqing laughed and said, "Qianqian, your gun has received high praise!"

"You know that I'm not really the true designer of this gun," Shen Qianqian humbly replied, without taking all the credit for herself.

The real designer of the gun should be Lin Chuan.

She had proposed the design concept, and Lin Chuan had helped her realize the gun from conception to implementation.

"Are you talking about him?" Xia Qingqing made a little joke. "When the interaction segment is over, it'll be his turn to showcase his weapon. Maybe you'll go to the finals and win first place while he might not even make it to the finals!"

"Then I'll have to mock him mercilessly!" If that actually happened, Shen Qianqian wouldn't pass up the 'good' opportunity to kick him when he's down.

However, she had seen the design of the Rocket Launcher.

—Extremely impressive.

The chance of mocking seemed faint.

"Bring me along when that happens; I too want to join in the fun," Xia Qingqing said with a light laugh, but then added, considering that this guy had never slipped up before. If he messed up this time, they'd tease him first, then console him properly.

"Qianqian, exactly how did you design this gun?" Hu Daqiang, looking at the gun model, asked with a face full of curiosity.