Chen Feng didn't expect that his first shot was good, and replied with a red face: "Maybe it's luck, I'm just doing a normal aiming and shooting action, and I may not be able to score such a high score in the future." ”

Teacher Lin didn't continue to argue, and stopped beside Chen Feng and motioned for him to continue practicing: "Yes or no, you will know in a while, you continue, I'll see if there is any problem with your movements." ”

Since Mr. Lin said so, and just wanted to test whether the movements were standard, Chen Feng didn't say anything more and began to continue his shooting. With Mr. Lin watching, Chen Feng shot more seriously, perfectly presented the shooting action he remembered in his mind, and combined with his closeness and familiarity with the beam rifle, he continuously shot at the bull's-eye.

During the shooting, Chen Feng didn't look at the score display during the whole process, and it lasted for about 10 minutes before he put down the gun and looked at Mr. Lin next to him.

With a nervous mood, Chen Feng opened his mouth and asked, "Teacher Lin, is there something wrong with my shooting action just now?" Just say it, I've only learned a few lessons and I haven't understood it very thoroughly, and I'll correct any mistakes right away. ”

"No, there is no problem with your shooting action and shooting stance." Teacher Lin slowly shook his head and denied Chen Feng's thoughts, and then pointed to the score display and said, "This is the problem, you can come and see for yourself." ”

What can I expect to go wrong with the score monitor? Does it break if no one touches it? Chen Feng leaned forward with a stomach full of questions, looked at the content displayed in the score display, and after seeing it, he was also full of disbelief, and then adjusted the screen to turn the pages up, until Chen Feng's face was only solemn after reading it all.

Teacher Lin no longer stared at the grade display, and said to Chen Feng: "If you are not my student, I can't believe it when I watch you learn and change step by step." But I still have to ask, did you really not learn to shoot or touch a firearm before? ”

It turned out that in the score display, Chen Feng shot a total of 40 luminous beams in the first 10 minutes, and the lowest number of rings was more than 9 rings, and the highest even reached 10 rings, with an average score of 9.6 rings. None of the students in this classroom could achieve this grade, and even Teacher Lin felt that it was difficult for him to reach this level easily.

Chen Feng naturally shook his head, he grew up on campus with Hong Shui Bin since he was a child, and he had no chance to touch a firearm: "Teacher Lin, I swear that I have never been exposed to anything related to firearms, and today I am just doing what I have learned in the previous classes, and I am unbelievable that this kind of result will appear." ”

Teacher Lin did not doubt Chen Feng's statement, after all, he participated in the whole process of Chen Feng's ignorance of firearms to mastery, but the results in today's score display instrument are what everyone will doubt. Looking at the grievances on Chen Feng's face, Teacher Lin smiled and said, "Of course I believe in you, you are my student, and I naturally know what your situation is." In other words, have you felt any difference since you got the gun? ”

When Teacher Lin asked, Chen Feng really felt the need to ask: "Teacher Lin, I really have something I want to tell you about what you said." ”

"Oh? Say something quickly. "There really is a doorway, Mr. Lin's eyes lit up and urged.

Chen Feng didn't delay, and said the inexplicable feeling that he had since the first class: "That's right, in the first session, when I held the beam rifle tightly, I suddenly became very close and very familiar, and I felt that this gun was a part of my body, and I could manipulate it to make any movements." So I tried it, and it really was, the gun was in my hand as if it were an extension of the hand without hindrance at all. As he spoke, Chen Feng put the beam rifle in his hand and flew up and down, playing countless gun flowers.

Teacher Lin felt that his eyes were about to be dazzled if he looked at it any longer, so he hurriedly stopped Chen Feng and pointed to the beam blocking gun on the table: "Okay, stop quickly, so do you feel this way about all guns, or only for beam rifles?" ”

Chen Feng was rarely able to find Teacher Lin to ask these questions, and quickly replied: "Only the beam rifle has this kind of familiarity, and the beam arrester has also tried to have no response at all, and the practice effect is far from that of the beam rifle." ”

Teacher Lin didn't continue to ask questions, but asked Chen Feng to continue practicing: "That's it, you shoot a few more times, I'll take a look and then say." ”

"Okay." Chen Feng picked up the beam rifle and entered the state again and began to shoot, concentrating on how many shots he fired, until Mr. Lin shouted to stop before putting down the gun.

Teacher Lin pointed to the new high score on the score display, and said confidently: "The situation is already relatively clear, you have a special talent for the beam rifle, this talent can help you shoot better, you continue to practice now, you must grasp this feeling tightly, I will go get something." ”

Without waiting for Chen Feng to reply, Mr. Lin walked quickly to the center of the shooting area and said loudly: "Students continue to keep their own practice, I will come back soon after a trip." ”

Watching Teacher Lin slowly disappear from his field of vision, Chen Feng couldn't figure out what he was going to do, so he simply stopped thinking about looking at the score display, and the results just now ranged from 9.2 rings to 10 rings, which was a little better than the beginning. "There's still a lot of room for improvement, and we have to continue practicing." Anyway, looking at Teacher Lin's posture, it will take at least a while to come back, so Chen Feng simply calmed down and continued his practice.

Chen Feng, who was immersed in shooting, forgot everything, and before he knew it, Teacher Lin had returned to the classroom and stood behind him, but seeing Chen Feng so engaged, Teacher Lin didn't bother, put a bag of things in his hand on the ground and walked to the shooting table of other students to guide them.

It wasn't until the bell rang again that Chen Feng woke up from the shooting practice state, it turned out that he had been practicing for so long, so what about Mr. Lin? Chen Feng hurriedly turned his head to look for Teacher Lin's figure.

Teacher Lin began to walk towards Chen Feng when the bell rang, and when he saw Chen Feng sobering up the whole process, he said, "Students, class is over, put your guns on the shooting table and leave." Today's practice is enough, there is no need to practice more, hurry up and grab a good spot in the cafeteria. And Chen Feng, you can stay for a while. ”

Hearing this, the students left one after another, Nangong Mengdie glanced at Chen Feng suspiciously, and did not choose to leave directly, but put down the gun and walked over; Zheng Zhirong is now getting closer and closer to Chen Feng's dormitory, and he didn't choose to leave when he saw that Mr. Lin had left him behind; Not to mention Hong Shui Bin, who has known Chen Feng for so many years and is on the shooting table next to him, he turned around and waited to see what happened to this dead friend.