Ye Tianyu hooked her legs and signaled her to stabilize the lower plate. Although Wen Jing's shooting skills are good, she never kissed the lower plate. The advantage is that she is more flexible, and the disadvantage is that if she encounters a killer with strong attack power, she will suffer a lot.

She has never paid much attention to the training in this area. She relied on her good marksmanship and ignored her basic skills. In fact, no matter what she did, she started with the basic skills. Only when her basic skills were solid can her skills be solid.

Her quick grab makes up for this defect, and she rarely participates in actual combat. Her shortcomings are not exposed, and Ye Tianyu does not intend to let her participate in actual combat. Now, no one can kill her if Wen Jing really wants to participate in actual combat.

But teaching starts with basic skills.

His hand circled from behind and raised her arm. Wen Jing felt that his breath was around her, hotter than the Caribbean sunshine. Her breath hit her neck, as if it was burned by fire. Wen Jing felt a little uncomfortable and was not used to his approach. Ye Tianyu seemed to be unconscious and focused on teaching her how to hold a gun firmly. Wen Jing thought, maybe, he is really an instructor at the moment, and the teaching is so serious, but she, a student, is a little distracted.

"Yes, just this position, raise it a little longer and keep your eyes balanced." Ye Tianyu's voice was pressed very low, as if he was biting his voice in her ear and talking. It sounded very ambiguous and soft, like waves washing, with some incredible gentleness.

"Tighten your abdomen and stabilize the center of gravity to your waist." Ye Tianyu held her waist with both hands. Wen Jing was most afraid of someone touching her waist, let alone Ye Tianyu pinched her waist with both hands, as if eating her tofu. She was afraid of itch and turned around in a hurry. She originally wanted him not to touch her waist, but she pointed at him with a dark gun. Wen Jing was embarrassed. Fortunately, the insurance was not open yet, otherwise what should I do if I get angry?

Ye Tianyu looked at her with a smile, very indulging, as if this was nothing, and he didn't feel the danger. Wen Jing was afraid and moved the gun away. He smiled so hard that he couldn't help but warn, "Don't touch me."

She had to forget how rascal her instructor was, and she always liked to eat tofu like this. She always enjoyed it all the time. She just naively thought that he was much more serious now, but the result was that the country was easy to change and his nature was difficult to change.

Ye Tianyu smiled slightly, with gentleness on his lips, "How can this be considered as eating your tofu? You are unstable in the lower plate. I'm just giving you an example. Alas, Ajing, why are you so sensitive?"

这话说得非常缠绵婉转,像是情人在你耳边说,哎,你怎么哪儿都敏感呢,这唉声叹气一点都听不出来他的沮丧,反而是一种兴奋和跃跃欲试,温静手一转,翻转枪支去揍他,叶天宇笑着去躲,哈哈大笑,“别气啊,别气啊,你倒是真的哪儿都敏感啊,我亲自证实过的.”

The more he said, the less he was, the more unreasonable he was. Wen Jing shot him in the back, "Shut up."

Ye Tianyu was beaten and staggered, but he smiled like a naughty child, with bright eyebrows and countless little stars hidden. Wen Jing turned around and shot as if nothing had happened. He thought coldly in his heart, Humph, there are not so many tricks, my shooting skills are still fast, accurate and stable.

It is not biased. She looks at her own marksmanship, depending on what posture she likes, and what kind of posture she likes, and what kind of posture she uses, and she doesn't think there is any problem with her.

Just like a genius, you always feel that basic skills are not important, and others have reached the top in one step.

Ye Tianyu and her had a giggle for a while, Wen Jing did play well, Ye Tianyu smiled and said, "Ajing, let's play mobile targets, let's see who plays more, how about it?"

"Of course!" Wen Jing took the Zhan Shu proudly. She had not competed with Ye Tianyu in mobile targets. Although this was not troublesome, she had always been something she was not good at. Ye Tianyu looked at her proud look, smiled slightly, and took the stopwatch to count the time.

"Counting the time, the winner has the right to ask the loser to do something."

"No problem." Wen Jing agreed happily. Her shooting skills were not inferior to Ye Tianyu, and her shooting accuracy was much higher than that of him. She basically performed very stably. Ye Tianyu slowly raised a smile on the corner of her lips.

The mobile target is a brand new place, and the equipment here is all electric. If the two choose the same gun, the machine will calculate the accuracy of them. Wen Jing comes first, and there are a total of 60 bullets.

It started. Wen Jing looked at the moving target with sharp eyes. This project requires the gunman to be quick and accurate, have quick reactions, and have agile thinking. Moreover, the Mohist mobile target is different from the mobile targets of ordinary people.

The agile and varied are particularly tempted by the gunman.

Ye Tianyu admired Wen Jing's shooting. After 30 shots, he was obviously a little panicked, his basic skills were unstable, and his weakness immediately appeared, with a wide range. He could not stabilize immediately during the conversion and his reaction was slower.

With 60 shots, she was shot 52 within the specified time.

There were a few shots of a slightly remote heart, but it was pretty good.

The Mohist mobile target is different from the mobile targets trained by special forces. It must be fast. Even Wushuang and Ye Wei are practicing for many years and dare not say that they can win every shot. 52 is a good result.

Ye Tianyu loaded the bullet, stood still, looked at Wen Jing with his head tilted, and blinked, "I'm thinking about what to ask you to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly fired the first shot, followed by the second shot and the third shot, with a very fast speed, the time interval was more than twice as small as her, and it was very stable, Wen Jing was stunned, how could it be? This guy's shooting skills were not as good as hers at all. She usually shot targets, obviously better than Ye Tianyu.

Ye Tianyu only spent two-thirds of the time Wen Jing needed, and finished 60 shots, 59 shots, and all hit the heart. Wen Jing did not give up and rechecked the scores again. He was sadly aware that she had really lost a very badly, which made her very frustrated. She always thought that her shooting skills were much better than Ye Tianyu. She usually had better results in shooting targets. She didn't expect that the mobile target had such a terrible score. She calculated her personal scores, but relatively speaking, she was really unwilling to accept it.

"You lost." Ye Tianyu said lightly, smiling all over his eyebrows. He was thinking seriously, what should Wen Jing do? Although he had a lot of things to do, don't be too anxious about everything. If you force her to be anxious, it will not do any good for him.

"Not count." Wen Jing defended herself, "You often hit mobile targets here, and you are familiar with the rules, but I have never hit them before. I am caught off guard. This doesn't count, and you won't be glorious at all."

Ye Tianyu burst into laughter. Mo Xiaobai said this every time he lost to Mo Yao. You train more times than me, and it is natural that you have better grades than me. He is very confident. He thinks this gentle and cute.

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