After being temporarily marked by the top stream

Chi Mo has never suffered such a "shame and humiliation".

Gong Yihang is definitely hiding his strength!Betting with yourself is just to tease yourself!

After scolding Gong Yihang, his mood was not much better.

But Gong Yihang, who was scolded, didn't mean to be angry at all. Instead, he said with great regret: "Hey, I was thinking about letting you win and have fun. Who knew you had to make that kind of bet? But don't blame me."

"..." Chi Mo became even more angry.

If you are willing to gamble and admit defeat, of course you have to be willing to gamble and admit defeat.

Anyway, rehearsing is also beneficial to him, and Chi Mo has no opinion about it.

It's just... Gong Yihang's appearance of playing with himself in the palm of his hands makes him really unhappy.

Chi Mo felt his blood pressure rise.

Still not convinced, he licked his face and asked Gong Yihang to compare himself twice.

In the second round, Chi Mo played a bit worse, one with eight rings, three with nine rings, and one with ten rings.

In the third round of the competition, Chi Mo learned from the pain, one nine rings, ten ten rings, which can be regarded as a new high for himself.

Look at Gong Yihang again, all the ten rings, without exception.

Gong Yihang's brow bone hurt even more.

Zong Lin came over to comfort Chi Mo, but did not ease Chi Mo's frustration at all.

He kept reflecting on himself, and even made up his mind that he would not leave today until he had practiced all the ten rings.

The producer Wang Yong on the side also persuaded, young people, it is a good thing to be energetic, but if you practice too much, you are afraid of hurting your hands.

In the end, Chi Mo struggled for a long time, and Gong Yihang came over.

"Want to win?" he asked.

Of course Chi Mo nodded.

"I'll teach you." Gong Yihang laughed.

Even if Chi Mo is a hundred unwilling, but who makes him a defeated opponent!It's good if the winner is willing to teach, after all... the blue is better than the blue.

Chi Mo figured it out, and let go of his unhappiness for the time being.

He stood up with a particularly correct attitude.

"Let's say it first, I won't leave today without my teacher."

Gong Yihang shrugged indifferently: "Don't worry, with a master like me, with your comprehension, it's a matter of minutes."

Bystanders saw that the two had reached a consensus, so it was hard to say anything more.

Zong Lin wanted to watch at first, but Wang Yong on the side spoke.

"Don't read it all. Practice!"

It seemed that it was not the case to watch again, so they dispersed, doing what they should do.

Everyone else has a hole for each person, and looking at this end, Gong Yihang and Chi Mo are standing together.

Chi Mo has already put on a full set of equipment, and his eyes are as sharp as an eagle, staring at the target, not relaxing for a moment.

Gong Yihang loaded the bullet, looked up at Chi Mo's expression, and was amused by his serious appearance.

"Relax! You are not on the battlefield."

Chi Mo didn't take it seriously: "This is going to the battlefield!"

Gong Yihang knew that he was still angry, so he didn't argue with him: "All right, all right, show me your hand."

Chi Mo didn't understand what he meant, but he still stretched out his hand.

Gong Yihang looked down, his expression instantly became unattractive.

"Just do it." As he said, he stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on his tiger's mouth.

In an instant, Chi Mo grinned in pain.

Chi Mo was too focused on shooting before, and he never noticed that due to excessive force, two blisters had been formed on his tiger's mouth due to the recoil of the gun.

With such a light touch from Gong Yihang, it was as if a piece of flesh had been gouged out of him, and the pain was unbearable.

strangeness.

Chi Mo is not a person who can't bear the pain. After all, a broken tailbone is the same thing for him.

But now for some reason, when Gong Yihang touches it, the pain is so painful that he wants to die.

Chi Mo: "..."

Gong Yihang looked up at him, and took out a pair of thin gloves from his pocket without saying a word.

Chi Mo felt a little surprised: "What are you doing with gloves in summer!"

Gong Yihang let out a "hum" from his nasal cavity: "What are you talking about?"

Chi Mo: "?"

While putting gloves on for him, Gong Yihang said helplessly, "I guess you are inexperienced, as expected, bring it on right."

Chi Mo has long been surprised by his carefulness, but it is impossible for him to come here suddenly without being touched in his heart.

"Okay. Let's start." Gong Yihang looked at his "work" and was quite satisfied.

Chi Mo nodded in a daze, and just as he raised his gun, he was stopped by Gong Yihang.

"Stand straight."

Gong Yihang was not very polite as a coach, he reached out and patted Chi Mo's waist gently as he spoke.

Chi Mo straightened up subconsciously, and heard Gong Yihang say again: "Relax your shoulders, don't collapse so tightly."

Chi Mo relaxed his shoulders again, and was about to aim at the target when Gong Yihang's body was wrapped up from behind.

After feeling Gong Yihang's aura, Chi Mo turned his head subconsciously: "What are you doing?!"

It's okay not to turn your head, but once you turn your head, the distance between the two is no more than ten centimeters, and you can basically smell each other's breath.

Gong Yihang found it funny seeing him startled: "What can I do? Adjust the correct posture for you."

Chi Mo is dubious.

Gong Yihang didn't entangle him with this issue too much, his eyes looked forward, and a deep voice rang in Chi Mo's ear.

"Don't aim at the bull's-eye, raise your eyes slightly, and move your hands with your eyes."

This is what Chi Mo had guessed before, but after hearing Gong Yihang say the same, he became more confident.

He tried to adjust it, and saw Gong Yihang's knuckle-boned palm wrapping his hand again.

Even through a layer of gloves, Chi Mo could still feel the temperature from Gong Yihang's palm, as if the gloves were going to be burned.

Chi Mo swallowed involuntarily, and then heard a short laugh from Gong Yihang's throat.

"What are you laughing at!" Chi Mo, who knew he was losing his composure, frowned.

Gong Yihang glanced at him: "You don't care what I'm laughing at, take a good look at your muzzle, three points and one line!"

As he said that, the faint mint-flavored pheromone gently surrounded Chi Mo.

Chi Mo's neck turned red from holding back, this Gong Yihang just took advantage of teaching him!He sees it all!Still can't say anything!

Mad!

"Don't think wildly." Gong Yihang said again.

Chi Mo is still stubborn: "Who is thinking wildly!"

Just as he was speaking, Gong Yihang directly pulled his hand to pull the trigger.

Chi Mo only felt that his tiger's mouth was slightly shaken again, and then the bullet flew out.

That's it...?

He hasn't figured out a trick yet!

Chi Mo felt very annoyed that Gong's "coach" demonstrated in person, but he was still distracted.

If it goes on like this, don't even try to learn anything.

Chi Mo took a deep breath and adjusted his thoughts.

"Demonstrate again." He expressed his determination: "I will definitely find the touch this time."

Gong Yihang chuckled again: "All right."

The expressions of both of them became extremely serious. Chi Mo carefully recorded every step of Gong Yihang's operation. When the trigger was pulled again, the two of them seemed to have become one person.

"Bang bang bang bang" Chi Mo was led by Gong Yihang and pulled the trigger four times in a row.

After finishing, he frowned and looked at the shooting target, silently calculating the chances of the ten rings this time.

And Gong Yihang stuck behind Chi Mo, turned his face sideways, and looked at Chi Mo.

"Don't worry." He said softly, "I said they are all ten rings, so they must be ten rings."