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"Then Li Zhennan, you go first. The game is 10 rounds and 2.5 seconds fast target, right?"

"Yes."

Li Zhennan stood in front of his own position.

The bullseye is only the size of a soybean grain, it will appear and move about 2 meters, and disappear after 2.5 seconds.

They all used standing postures with no support. An Lan, who was a little nervous because he didn't know the depth of Li Zhennan's level, calmed down the moment he raised the gun.

Li Zhennan fired the first shot first, and coach Lin Huai'en called the target: "Eight points and eight rings!"

Qiao Chuluo was stunned for a moment. For an amateur player, it is not easy to hit a moving target in such a short period of time, let alone hit an [-] ring.

Qiao Chuluo looked at Gu Liyu, who was calm, and whispered, "This is not just an amateur level."

He also often went to An Lan's club to play. As far as he knew, there were very few people who could hit the eighth ring or higher in rapid shooting at a ten-meter moving target.

But Gu Liyu was just sitting on a chair, holding a mobile phone in one hand, earphones in his ears, and propping his forehead with the other hand, looking at An Lan who was about to raise his gun.

It was not an indifferent gaze, on the contrary, it was very focused.

An Lan waited for the target, while Gu Liyu looked at An Lan.

When the target started to move, An Lan followed with the gun in his hand, and his body turned evenly. When his turning speed matched the running speed of the target, the bullet was fired.

"boom--"

Qiao Chuluo didn't dare to breathe. With such a small target, from a distance, An Lan and Li Zhennan hit the same number of rings.

"Nine o'clock two rings." Lin Huai'en reported the target.

Li Zhennan clicked his tongue and fired a second shot.

"Nine o'clock zero ring."

There was no other sound in the entire shooting room, and the world seemed to shrink to the size of the center of the target paper.

An Lan raised his gun again to follow the running target, and fired again. His back was so stable that he couldn't see any emotion.

The speed with which he turns gives the impression that he is not following the target, but that the target is moving for him.

"boom--"

Gu Liyu's eyes narrowed, and the fingers that were originally propped on the forehead trembled as if they were also pulling the trigger.

"Nine o'clock and three rings." Lin Huai'en reported the target.

Li Zhennan paused for a moment, he didn't expect An Lan to be able to hit above the ninth ring twice in a row.

Immediately after Li Zhennan's third target appeared, he had to concentrate and follow the target.

"Eight point two rings."

Hearing the report, Li Zhennan gritted his teeth.

There is a good saying, "There are only three things." If An Lan's third shot is still above the ninth ring, it will put great pressure on Li Zhennan.

Mentality is more important than talent in shooting sports.

Li Zhennan told himself to adjust his breathing to meet the next target, but he couldn't help but pay attention to An Lan next to him.

"Bang—" An Lan's third shot was faster than before, feeling too anxious.

Li Zhennan smiled in his heart, even if the shot didn't miss the target, the result would not be very good.

"One ring at ten o'clock."

"What?" Li Zhennan turned his face away, he suspected that he had heard wrong because his ears were plugged.

But his next round is coming again.

[-] o'clock ring?How did this guy get to ten rings?One shot is better than one shot?How can this be?

He's just a beta!It is impossible for his reaction force and arm strength to be stronger than his alpha.

It must be because his gun belonged to Gu Liyu. That gun was made in country D, and it was a rare good gun even in the international arena.

Li Zhennan shot the fourth shot, only 7.3 points.

Qiao Chuluo almost applauded, but considering that she might stimulate Li Zhennan's violent factor if she was too complacent, it's better to be quiet.

An Lan was also about to shoot her fourth shot, followed at a constant speed, and fired neatly.

"Ten rings." Lin Huai'en showed a smile.

In his opinion, An Lan is a very interesting player.Lin Huaien is good at exploring a player's heart from his eyes.An Lan's eyes had no desire to win, but he was very focused. He belonged to the kind of player who would get better and better once he entered the state, and nothing could stop him from hitting the bull's-eye.

Naturally suited to the field.

Li Zhennan couldn't stand anymore, his shoulders shook, he was obviously distracted, and he only fired when the target was about to run away.

Five point two rings.

Li Zhennan almost threw his gun.

An Lan, who was next to him, remained still, and fired another shot, hitting the target only two-thirds of the way away.

"Nine point eight."

This time, the gap widened.

To put it bluntly, as long as An Lan didn't perform abnormally, Li Zhennan would have no chance of winning unless his target reached the tenth ring.

Qiao Chuluo pursed her lips and flapped her little wings of joy in her heart. According to what he knew about An Lan, unless the ceiling fell, nothing could stop An Lan from performing normally.

In the sixth shot, An Lan continued to widen the gap between the two, and Li Zhennan barely adjusted to his state until the seventh shot, which was for his alpha's self-esteem.

In the final tenth shot, Li Zhennan scored [-] rings, while An Lan shot his best score of this round - [-] rings.

Lin Huai'en clapped his hands and came to the two of them. He is a person with high emotional intelligence. He knew that there might be some contradiction between these two people who came here to compete suddenly.Li Zhennan was not easy to mess with, and Lin Huai'en didn't want Li Zhennan to continue to quarrel with An Lan afterwards, so he stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Li Zhennan, your competition this time really impressed me."

"You still look at me with admiration after losing, Coach Lin, did you praise the wrong person?" Li Zhennan was very angry. It was obvious that An Lan was at a professional level, and Gu Liyu knew that his level was very high, so he deliberately suggested a rapid-fire competition.

This time I lost, and I lost in front of Lin Huai'en. I just want to fix An Lan in the future. If Lin Huai'en finds out and "unintentionally" reveals it to his father, he will definitely be punished severely.

"You learned rapid fire because of your hobbies, but after all, An Lan is a player who participates in club competitions like Gu Liyu. Competing against such an opponent, you can still play smoothly and have a good mentality. A tiger father has no dogs." The appreciation in Lin Huai'en's eyes is so real.

This also greatly appease Li Zhennan's self-esteem.

That's right, this An Lan is going to develop towards professional competitions. Learning rapid fire by herself is just to cultivate her character. It is already very powerful to be compared to this.

After some self-comfort, Li Zhennan's face didn't smell so bad anymore.

An Lan also understood Coach Lin's kindness, so she didn't say anything, but just stood aside quietly holding the gun, until his stomach made a "grunt—" which sounded very loud in the quiet shooting room.

"Oh, it's already this time. Come on, shall we go have dinner together?" Coach Lin said.

Li Zhennan snorted lightly: "No, I'm going back."

When walking past Qiao Chuluo, Li Zhennan lowered his voice and said, "I can't wait to see your regretful face in the future."

Qiao Chuluo twitched the corner of her mouth helplessly: "Don't worry, I will try my best to live a better life than you."

Li Zhennan left, but Coach Lin was still looking at An Lan, waiting for his reply, whether he wanted to have dinner together.

An Lan smiled: "Well, the family cooked meals for me. Something happened to me a while ago, and my parents asked me to go home for dinner."

"That's it, that's such a pity. Come on..." Lin Huai'en took out his mobile phone, "Add a number, you can't be a master and apprentice, but you can still be friends!"

An Lan was amused by Lin Huai'en, he acted like he was still begging for nothing after being rejected after chasing a girl.

Gu Liyu returned the gun with An Lan, and then went to the dressing room to change.

An Lan stood aside, watching Gu Liyu take out his school uniform from the closet, his fingers pinched the zipper of the school uniform, and it slipped down gently. For some reason, An Lan felt that the school uniform seemed to be worn on her body, and Gu Liyu slowly slid it down. pull away.

The rattling sound of zippers passed through his eardrums, and his heart beat accordingly.

When Gu Liyu took the school uniform off the hanger and handed it to him, An Lan subconsciously took half a step back.

Gu Liyu said: "What are you afraid of me?"

"what?"

"I won't tag you."

The deep and clear voice exploded in An Lan's ears, An Lan smiled dryly, and quickly took all her school uniforms.

An Lan changed the shooting suit. He remembered that Qiao Chuluo had said that Gu Liyu had a cleanliness habit, so he tentatively asked, "I've worn this suit before. How about I wash it and return it to you?"

"Leave it alone." Gu Liyu replied.

"Oh." An Lan folded the shooting suit seriously and put it on the sofa.

After thinking about it, An Lan couldn't hold back and asked again: "You have helped me several times. Can I ask why?"

"How many times?" Gu Liyu turned his face sideways and asked lightly.

The light in the dressing room was bright, and Gu Liyu's calm and graceful eyes extended something that An Lan couldn't fully figure out, like an invisible cocoon, quietly wrapping the entire space, some kind of obsession and desire intertwined, that The feeling that the heart is being controlled came again.

But every time An Lan started to get scared, this feeling dissipated immediately.

"When you were dictating words on the podium with me, you helped me correct the letter I wrote wrong."

Gu Liyu didn't speak, but kept that posture.

"I bumped into the teacher's thermos, and you helped me stop the hot water from splashing on me."

Gu Liyu turned around slowly.

"And today, I was hit on the nose by a basketball, and you helped me clean it up. When Li Zhennan found fault, it was you who suggested rapid fire in the game, otherwise I couldn't stand him finding fault."

"You don't remember?" Gu Liyu stretched out his left hand.

An Lan lowered her head. This was Gu Liyu's hand holding the gun. There was a white line in the palm of her hand, like a scar left by a cut.

"Have you hurt the palm of your hand?" An Lan was a little surprised. A rigorous person like Gu Liyu should be very careful to protect his hands, whether it's the index finger pulling the trigger or the left hand holding the gun.

"Yeah." Gu Liyu nodded.

An Lan really wanted to touch that scar, but it was Gu Liyu's hand, so he didn't dare.

"It's fine if you don't remember it." Gu Liyu looked at the door, which meant that An Lan could leave.

For some reason, Gu Liyu looked a little lonely.

An Lan could only thank the other party again seriously: "Today, I really thank you... Shall I treat you to dinner?"

"Didn't your family tell you to go home for dinner?" Gu Liyu asked back.

"Yes." An Lan scratched her head, "Self-study next week night, shall I treat you to dinner?"

"En." Gu Liyu responded softly.

He threw his schoolbag over his shoulder, held An Lan's changed shooting suit in his other hand, and walked out from An Lan's side.

The air was driven by him. Originally, some kind of sandalwood was lit in the locker room. Although it smelled good, it felt solemn and unfree. But when Gu Liyu walked by, An Lan smelled a breath of blue deep sea, and he subconsciously With eyes closed, every cell in the depths of the brain is chasing that little bit of taste.

Until it disappears completely, without a trace.

Winning Li Zhennan made An Lan and Qiao Chuluo a lot easier.

An Lan drove Qiao Chuluo home on a bicycle, and the guy in the back seat swayed his legs, he didn't know how happy he was.

"An Lan, it's a pity that you are not an omega, otherwise I would have made up a thousand jokes about you and Gu Liyu."

An Lan laughed: "Who said that being hugged by Gu Liyu would freeze to death? Why are you still making up the joke now?"

"Tsk, you don't understand this, do you? You can completely make up a CP. Didn't you see that Gu Liyu brought back the shooting suit you replaced?"

"Maybe he's going to be sent for cleaning. After all, alpha's sense of smell is also very keen..."

"That's not it. Since he can't wear that shooting suit, he doesn't care whether he washes it or not. And as far as Gu Liyu is concerned, he certainly doesn't care about such a shooting suit. I guess he will put your shooting suit in the In the bedroom." Qiao Chuluo said with a smirk.

"What are you doing in the bedroom?" An Lan felt strange.

"Not just in the bedroom, but next to the pillow..."

An Lan sighed, this Qiao Chuluo, forget about the pain when the scar is healed, just escaped Li Zhennan, and then started to mislead the other alphas.

"Please stop the yellow show in your head, thank you."

"The picture is so beautiful, I can't stop. Just imagine, Gu Liyu is sitting on the edge of the bed, covering his face with the shooting suit you wore, sniffing your scent vigorously, and then holding his own..."

"Stop!" An Lan stood on tiptoe, turned her head and looked at Qiao Chuluo in surprise, "Little Qiao, what are you thinking about! Where's Gu Liyu's indifferent character?"

Qiao Chuluo shrugged her shoulders: "X's indifferent personality was given by everyone. As for whether he is indifferent or not, you don't know?"

"I am not sure."

"You're blushing."

An Lan asked back: "Nonsense, if I mess with you and the monitor, will you blush?"

Qiao Chuluo smiled shamelessly: "I will say, thank you."

"Damn!" An Lan turned her head resignedly, rode a bicycle, and sent Qiao Chuluo home.

By the time An Lan came home, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.

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