From ancient times to the present: The disabled boss was hugged by the empress and princess

Looking at the target standing in front of him, Wang Yi loaded the gun with bullets and stared at it closely.

Then, bang bang bang──

After finishing one magazine, he quickly changed it to the next one, and then changed it to the next one...

The piercing sound of gunfire rang out during training. Bai Yan was watching excitedly, but then he couldn't bear it and covered his ears. He was almost deafened by the sound of gunfire.

He didn't know why, but he felt that Wang Yi was not demonstrating or practicing his guns, but rather venting his anger. He seemed to be in a bad mood and used these bullets to vent his anger. To be honest, although Wang Yi looked really cool at this time, Bai Yan actually felt a little bit scared, always feeling that he would get angry at any time.

After finishing several spare magazines, Wang Yi put down the gun.

Bai Yan looked at the horrible target and silently felt sorry for his boss for three seconds.

Then he walked up to Wang Yi and said, "Does this target have a grudge against you?"

Wang Yi put the gun on the table without looking at him, and quietly clenched the hand hanging by his side.

Then he sighed deeply and said, "No."

"Really? I feel like you're just taking it out on yourself."

"Really do not have."

Bai Yan said in disbelief: "Are you in a bad mood?"

Could it be because the blind date failed?

It's impossible. They had talked in the morning, and they clearly said that they didn't mean anything to Bai Ran, so they shouldn't be so unhappy even if they failed, right?

Wang Yi lowered his head and continued loading bullets into the empty magazine, saying, "I'm not in a bad mood, just keep practicing."

"Oh."

He was such a boring gourd that he probably wouldn't want to talk about it even if he had something to do. Bai Yan knew that he wouldn't get anything out of it by asking, so he didn't bother to continue asking.

Wang Yi gave Bai Yan a different pistol: "Shoot this one."

Bai Yan suddenly felt a little confused. He said, "I'm really not good at this."

A submachine gun is enough for sweeping, but a pistol still needs to be accurate. Bullets are easy to drift and the accuracy is difficult to control, so he likes to shoot rifles and submachine guns. They are not only powerful, but also energetic and have a sense of accomplishment.

Wang Yi said: "I will teach you."

"Ok."

Wang Yi loaded the magazine into the pistol and handed it to Bai Yan.

Bai Yan was a little confused when he held it. He held the gun and made a shooting gesture: "Is that so?"

Wang Yi looked at Bai Yan's hand, which was slender and fair, with delicate skin. When holding the pistol, the white skin was in sharp contrast with the black gun body.

Just looking at these hands, I feel...

Wang Yi's fingers hanging by his side trembled, and he hesitated slightly in his heart for a few seconds. He directly grabbed Bai Yan's hand and helped Bai Yan adjust his gun-holding gesture.

He asked Bai Yan casually: "Who did you come with last time?"

Bai Yan replied casually: "Friend!"

"Also a singer? Male?"

"Yes, otherwise a few women would come to a place like this. What's wrong?"

Wang Yi adjusted Bai Yan's shoulders and arms, then let go and said, "It's nothing."

He pointed to the target: "Take aim. Try it yourself first."

"Oh."

Bai Yan fired a magazine himself, but the effect was not good. It was far worse than the results he had just shot with a submachine gun. It seemed that his skills had deteriorated a lot after changing a gun.

Wang Yi looked at him.

Bai Yan felt a little guilty when he stared at him, but not much, and he directly blamed Wang Yi.

He said confidently: "You have the nerve to see it, isn't it because a certain irresponsible missing person suddenly gave up and stopped teaching me, so of course I won't know how to do it. I blame him for my poor skills. How can you blame me?"

"..." Wang Yi nodded and said, "Okay, blame me, it's my problem."

He accepted it happily, which actually made Bai Yan feel a little embarrassed.

Moreover, it felt like there was something strange about his tone when he said this.

Wang Yi took two steps closer to Bai Yan, looked at him, and his tone suddenly became a little gentle.

"Then I'll teach you now, okay?"

Bai Yan: "???"

His eyes suddenly widened, he looked at Wang Yi with a little fear, and he unconsciously took two steps back.

what's the situation?

Why did it suddenly feel like Instructor Wang suddenly became a lot gentler.

Is it because of self-blame? Guilt? Conscience discovery? Knowing that his disappearance for more than a year was a kind of harm to him, now he wants to make up for it?

Before he could figure it out, Wang Yi had grabbed his arm and raised it again, talking in his ear about the standard movements and shooting essentials of using a pistol.

"Don't stretch your arms too tightly and tilt your head a little. It's different from the aiming of a submachine gun..."

There was no rush or slowness, and the gentle and low voice kept ringing in Bai Yan's ears.

I always feel that Wang Yi today is much gentler than before. He is no longer the Instructor Wang in my impression. He would take the initiative to approach him. This feeling is really strange.

Wang Yi: “Do you understand?”

Bai Yan suddenly came back to his senses and realized what the hell, his mind was so messed up that he didn't even hear a few words.

He could only bite the bullet and respond: "I understand."

Wang Yi took two steps back: "Then try again."

"Ah."

Wang Yi stood aside and kept looking at Bai Yan's profile.

Bai Yan held the gun in both hands and raised it, staring at the target. For some reason, he suddenly lost the mood to shoot.

He slapped the gun down on the table and took off his goggles.

"Forget it, don't practice."

"what happened?"

"I just don't want to practice anymore, let's go."

Bai Yan left the shooting gallery without saying any reason.

Wang Yi went to say hello to his boss, followed Bai Yan, took his arm, and asked, "Why don't you want to practice all of a sudden?"

"Because I'm tired."

After Bai Yan finished speaking, he shook off Wang Yi's hand.

There were still a lot of people on the street during the Chinese New Year. Bai Yan didn't want to be recognized wandering around on the street, so he got into the car after leaving the shooting gallery.

Bai Yan turned to look at Wang Yi who was following him and said, "How many days off do you have?"

"Twenty days."

"so long?"

Wang Yi said: "It's been a long time since I applied."

"What is the reason for applying for leave? Why does your leader grant you so many leaves?"

Wang Yi was silent for a moment before replying: "Go home and have a blind date."

Bai Yan: "..."

So his life-long event must have been taken seriously by the leaders, and they will grant him a long leave to go home to solve this problem.

Most of the superior leaders in the army care about their subordinates. Now that Wang Yi has reached this level and age, he is still single. As a leader, he must be cared for, so it is reasonable to grant a special long leave to Wang Yi, who has not taken a vacation for a long time.

"Then your family has arranged a lot of blind dates for you, right?" Bai Yan asked.

Wang Yi said: "No, just follow your sister."

Bai Yan looked at him suspiciously: "Are you serious about finding a partner? Why do I think you are not interested at all?"

"I can't help it, no one likes me."

"Is it because no one thinks highly of you, or do you dislike others?"

Wang Yi suddenly fell silent.

Seeing him like this, Bai Yan knew that he was right: "If you don't want to go on a blind date, then don't waste your time going on a blind date. There's nothing wrong with being single."

Wang Yi suddenly asked: "Do you not want me to go on a blind date?"

Bai Yan opened his mouth, feeling a little confused: "No, why don't I want you to go on a blind date?"

His tone was obviously that there was something wrong with me, and it was none of my business whether you were dating or not.

Wang Yi turned away and responded lightly: "Oh."

"I just see that you don't have that intention, so I advise you not to waste your time or delay other girls."

Wang Yi: "Well, then I disagree."

Bai Yan didn't want to continue this topic, started the car and said, "Shall we go home?"

Wang Yi turned to look at him again: "Are you anxious to go back? Still don't want to stay with me."

"...No, I'm just asking if you have any other arrangements."

Strange, the instructor today is really strange.

I always feel that everything he says has a hidden meaning, and he talks more. The previous instructor will not be such a chatterbox now.

Looking at Bai Yan's blank eyes, Wang Yi clenched his back molars slightly.

After struggling for a while, he finally made up his mind and said, "Can you play basketball?"

"of course."

"Then find a place to play basketball."

The corner of Bai Yan's mouth twitched, and he became even more speechless, and felt that he was even more confused.

"Aren't you? During the Chinese New Year, you are either practicing guns or playing basketball. Is your army going to have a sports meeting? Are you practicing in advance?"

Wang Yi: "No, it's just that I rarely have vacation time, and I want to take advantage of it to relax. The vacation sounds long, but in fact, each day passes very quickly. I don't want to waste it. I don't know when the next vacation will be."

Bai Yan's inner doubts intensified, but Wang Yi's answer was watertight. What he said was quite convincing.

Given his position, it is indeed difficult to take such a long leave.

Before he could speak, Wang Yi added: "I don't have any other friends, so I can only stay with you."

Bai Yan curled his lips speechlessly, saying that he seemed to regard him as a very important friend. If this was really the case, then why did he not contact him for more than a year.

Although he didn't understand or believe it, he had no choice but to be soft-hearted.

Who made it sound like there was no one to play with, which made him reluctant to refuse.

"Well, I know a basketball gym that's open year-round and we can go there."

"Ah."

Bai Yan took out his mobile phone: "I'll call a few more friends together..."

"No need." Wang Yi said, "It's just the two of us."

Bai Yan looked at him strangely: "Just the two of us playing basketball?"

"Ah."

Bai Yan: "..."

He grabbed the steering wheel with both hands and looked at Wang Yi with growing doubts in his eyes.

What the hell is he doing?

Wang Yi said directly: "Let's go!"

This basketball gym is a private club. Because the privacy is better, Bai Yan got a membership card here. Besides him, there are many other celebrities and entertainers. Those who don’t want to show their faces in public will choose to come here. Play, environment and service are very good.

When the two of them went there, there was no one in the arena, and there were only a few staff members on duty, most of whom were on annual leave.

But when he saw Bai Yan coming, he still received him warmly.

"Mr. Bai, happy New Year, are you free to play ball today?"

Bai Yan said: "My friend wanted to play, so I came with him."

The staff member glanced at Wang Yi and said with a smile: "This gentleman looks a bit unfamiliar. I have never seen him here with Mr. Bai before."

Bai Yan said: "Yes, this is his first time here."

"Okay!" The staff gave him the key to Bai Yan's locker: "Please take it."

Bai Yan took the key and said to Wang Yi: "Give me your coat and I'll take it to the locker room to put it away."

"Ah."

After taking off his thick coat, Wang Yi was actually wearing only a T-shirt, and it was short-sleeved. The black round-neck T-shirt was not very close-fitting, but you could still see his muscles and broad shoulders. , thick chest, bulging biceps, full of a secure and powerful figure.

Bai Yan pursed his lips speechlessly. It doesn't matter that this guy has a good figure. That's all from daily practice, but his body is too good, right?

On such a cold day, what he was wearing outside was not a thick down jacket, but just a jacket with a thin layer of cotton padding. He was only wearing short sleeves underneath? Isn't this cold?

On the other hand, looking at the sweatshirt he was wearing, he was also wearing a down jacket. He felt that not wearing autumn clothes was already a good example for young people, but he did not expect that Wang Yi wore even less than him.

This physique is really amazing...

He said to Wang Yi: "Is it convenient for you to play in jeans? I have some clothes in the locker. Do you need me to find a pair of sweatpants for you to change into?"