"Damn, is this poor and crazy? Why don't you grab two dollars."

"If you don't buy it, I'll watch the video in loop, it just doesn't cost you money."

"Wait for the cover."

"No way, two yuan, a bus fare, who dares to say no, you are just used to whoring for nothing, brother upstairs, didn't you call Lin Xun pretending to be coercive before?"

"I just don't buy it, and don't listen to the head office?"

"It's the first time I met such a disgusting singer."

Someone bought the song for a fee, and got a lot of surprises, for example, in the lyrics and music column, they saw that the author was Monkey King.

The description is original.

Those who can sing and write are not many in the circle.

On the first day, the number of downloads in Muma City exceeded one million, and on the second day it was less, hundreds of thousands.

The money is settled once a month, and Lin Xunhe's website gets fifty-five cents.

"Bang bang bang!!"

At a shooting range, Lin Xun bowed slightly, holding a pistol in both hands and aimed a few shots at a target 20 meters away.

It's different from the headshot from a few hundred meters away on TV. In real life, a novice may not be able to get a headshot from five meters away when he just touches a gun.

If the enemy is moving and running, whether it can be hit or not is another matter.

"Two fifth rings and one six rings, not bad."

The short instructor took a look and said with a smile: "The posture is correct, you can relax your arms a little more, keep your eyes straight ahead, don't blink."

Lin Xun put the gun on the table, shook his hand, and let out a deep breath.

20 meters, two fifth rings, one sixth ring, in fact, there is no accuracy at all. Such a big target, as long as the hand is steady, it will definitely hit the target.

How much depends entirely on luck.

People say that only politely, he would be a fool if he took it seriously.

"Bang Bang!!"

Next to him, Wu Gang, an actor in his 50s, was also shooting. After shooting, he turned off the insurance and bent over to retch.

Before coming here, Wu Jing said that the bullets should be shot at will until they feel like vomiting.

At first I thought it was a joke, but I didn't expect to actually vomit.

Lin Xun didn't make fun of Wu Gang, the gunpowder explosion was so thick the moment the bullet was ejected from the chamber, and the head was so close, it was hard not to smell it.

They have fired thousands of bullets in the past few days, and their noses have been exposed to this environment, and they vomited, which is normal.

The instructor Wu Jing invited from the special forces smiled and said, "You two, should you continue training or take a break first?"

"Let's practice, it's fine if you don't shoot." Wu Gang's face turned pale.

After the old man said this, Lin Xun definitely couldn't talk about rest, so he nodded and agreed: "The next project should be one-handed reloading and one-handed loading, right?"

"Well, that's right, you guys watch me do it first, and then I will disassemble the action."

With a glint in his eyes, the special forces instructor quickly retracted the magazine, threw his body forward, moved the pistol back, and lifted his hind feet back, and with a click, it hit the safety without any mistakes. "

At this time, he squatted down, with the muzzle facing the front.

It took less than two seconds from throwing it out to loading it.

Standing up, the instructor changed a rifle. Similarly, he squatted down, bent his knees, clamped the magazine at the joint between the calf and thigh, and pressed the gun down to complete the magazine change.

Use only one hand the whole time.

After rehearsing the movements, they began to split them up step by step. Looking at the two people who were working hard, the instructor said: "You are just filming, you can have unlimited ng, if one fails, then another, there is no need to work so hard."

"This movement can't be learned in a day or two, learn it as you shoot. Wu Jing practiced it for more than half a month at that time."

It's just filming, not training sharpshooters, it's almost done.

Action standard, smooth on the line.

There must be no bullets for them when shooting, and it doesn't matter whether the hit rate is high or not.

……

In the afternoon, Lin Xun and Wu Gang returned to the set. In a university swimming pool, Wu Jing was shooting his first long shot.

A scene of underwater hand-to-hand combat with pirates lasted for 3 minutes, with one shot to the end.

What is one shot to the end, it means that the angle of view is not switched during the shooting process, no ng, one shot is finished.

If you are shooting on the shore, one shot is not difficult after all, but it is much more difficult underwater. The most basic one is that you need to be able to hold your breath underwater for 3 minutes.

Remember, hold your breath for 3 minutes underwater, not on shore.

After entering the water, there is water pressure. People who can usually hold their breath for 1 minute on the shore may not be able to carry it for 40 seconds underwater. Wu Jing has fights underwater, which consumes a lot of energy and requires more breath holding.

"Lifeguard, put pressure on you, brother Jing is dead, hurry up and put pressure on him!"

When Lin Xun and Wu Gang arrived, Wu Jing was lying on the shore, and the medical staff massaged his stomach.

A gulp of water spit out from his mouth.

People are fine, but they drink a lot.

Wu Jing said weakly: "I'm still trying to be brave. The lead weights tied to my body are reduced. They are too heavy to swim. I will take another shot after the camera cooperates."

"If it still doesn't work, I will shoot again tomorrow. I will go back and practice holding my breath."

It has been No. 20 times, and every time he is challenging the physical limit.

Putting on a towel, Wu Jing sat down with a ponytail to recover his strength, looked at Wu Gang and Lin Xun who were walking towards him, and asked, "How is your study going, today is the last day of study."

"It's not bad. I have practiced very well, and I only need one-handed loading and one-handed reloading." Lin Xun replied.

Wu Jing smiled: "Did you vomit?"

Wu Gang shook his head violently: "No, not at all."

There are not many opportunities to get in touch with real guns, maybe only once in a lifetime, and opportunities are rare.

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