I Became A Big Star After I Quit The Entertainment Industry

Before bringing Zhang Minghao and others to the shooting training hall today, Zhou Tianjue had of course asked Wang Yisheng about some pistol shooting skills in advance.

For example, when aiming, you must dare to recover your eyesight, when aiming, don’t be afraid of the shaking of the gunman, and when you pull the trigger, you must fire boldly and naturally... Lin Lin always told him a lot of design tips.

However, for Wang Yisheng, these skills are his own summed up experience or instinct when shooting. It has been a long time since he has taught a newcomer who is truly completely zero-based. Moreover, Zhou Tianjue is not aiming at becoming a real shooter. Yes, it seems to be enough to simply talk to him about these experiences.

Although Zhou Tianjue is often ridiculed by Zhang Minghao as a master of human body drawing, he still firmly believes that it is only because he is good at shooting in games—as for the full set of off-target operations during military training, he even left it in his head After that, pretend nothing happened.

This time when he came to the shooting hall, he specifically told Wang Yisheng in advance that he wanted to play with pistols—the air rifle skills seem to be much more troublesome than pistols, and he even needs to wear shooting suits to help support things. Obviously, pistols are easier. ?

Furthermore, the target of a 10-meter air pistol seems to be larger than that of an air rifle!

With this belief in mind, after observing for several days and asking Wang Yisheng for relevant skills, he finally confidently took Zhang Minghao and the others to the shooting training hall, ready to have a wave together.

At this moment, he stood at the shooting point, raised his right hand, followed Wang Yisheng's previous instructions, and quickly pulled the trigger after simply aiming.

"boom."

"Bang, bang."

"Bang, bang, bang..."

When Zhou Tianjue started to pull the trigger for the first time, Wang Yisheng, who was standing not far from the side, had his eyelids twitch, and finally remembered that the techniques he taught Zhou Tianjue seemed not very suitable for beginners.

At this moment, Zhou Tianjue is bold enough to shoot, and even the speed of shooting is very fast, just this aim...

Wang Yisheng watched Zhou Tianjue's movements dumbfounded. Beside Zhou Tianjue, on the screen of the electronic target monitor, the target belonging to Zhou Tianjue really didn't move at all.

After Zhou Tianjue shot a group of 10 rounds, Zhou Tianjue was still a little unsatisfied, but he still remembered that he originally planned to compare with Zhang Minghao with the score of 10 rounds in each group, so after shooting 10 rounds, he stopped. action.

"How is it? Brother Wang?"

Zhou Tianjue is tall and big, and he usually looks rebellious during competitions. Now he plays air pistols, and he looks like a child in a blink of an eye. It looks very interesting.

"Ahem." Wang Yisheng didn't have the nerve to hit him, thought for a while, and said, "After all, you haven't played with guns before, and you're not quite used to the feeling of holding a pistol..."

Upon hearing the meaning of Wang Yisheng's words, Zhou Tianjue understood. The original excited look of a big dog wagging its tail and pricking its ears, immediately became listless, like a dejected husky.

Not far away, Zhang Minghao shrugged his shoulders, turned his head to Su Zhe and Ye Jun and said, "How is it? I'm right, right? This unlucky boy still hasn't recognized his essence as a master of human body strokes."

Before Su Zhe and Ye Jun could reply, Zhou Tianjue said bitterly: "You are the master of human body strokes! I am not as good as you say!"

Zhang Minghao rolled his eyes: "Then did you hit the target just now?"

Zhou Tianjue glared: "I didn't hit, can you hit it? How about you try?"

Su Zhe and Ye Jun watched the two quarreling, looking funny.

These two guys usually have a very good relationship, but when they play games and mention Zhou Tianjue's sore spot of shooting, the two of them can fight each other like elementary school students.

On the other side, Zhou Tianjue saw Su Zhe and Ye Jun, so he said again: "Little sheep, Brother Ye, you can try it too? I told Brother Wang before, I will bring you to play together, so I made an appointment to shoot The team came here during the interval between training."

The members of the shooting team were also standing in twos and threes at the side, and some of them walked away and sat down to rest. For them, it was quite interesting to watch amateur players come to play shooting occasionally.

There were several members of the shooting team who participated in the phalanx training with Su Zhe and Zhou Tianjue. When they saw Zhou Tianjue calling Su Zhe, they also joined in the fun and asked them to try together with a smile.

Playing with guns is something that many people are interested in.

When Zhang Minghao, Ye Jun, and Su Zhe came to the shooting training hall with Zhou Tianjue, they guessed that there would definitely be a chance to touch the gun. Of course, they would not pretend to refuse at this moment, but thanked them After the shooting team members, they also came to Wang Yisheng's side and listened to Wang Yisheng explaining to them the specific use of air pistols.

Seeing that everyone was coming to play, Zhou Tianjue was still not reconciled to the zero hit record just now, so he proposed that 4 people can come to a novice competition.

"Tsk, since it's a competition, are there any rewards and punishments for betting?" Zhang Minghao didn't hesitate to add more weight when he heard the word "competition", as if he had decided that the loser would definitely be Zhou Tianjue.

Zhou Tianjue obviously understood the meaning of Zhang Minghao's words, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Just bet, bet. Whoever loses in today's game is a dog! The loser will post a string of woof woof on Weibo!"

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Hearing that Zhou Tianjue and Zhang Minghao quickly and directly placed their bets, Su Zhe and Ye Jun couldn't stop them.

The members of the shooting team obviously heard what the two said, but this kind of bet like a joke is actually harmless, so everyone laughed happily, and even moved a stool, Began to be the live audience of the 'National Athletics Team's First Men's 10m Air Pistol Competition'.

Wang Yisheng looked around at the teammates who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, and he acted as the referee of this "shooting competition" in a dumbfounded manner. In addition, several other team members also joined them, ready to replace Su Zhe and the others. Read on the spot.

This sudden competition, although it looked like a joke, but the scene was full of professional athletes, so a simple competition standard was given, referring to the standards of the men's 10-meter air hand and gun competition, and everyone shot 6 groups, 10 rounds in each group, and the final score after the 6 groups of shooting is the final total number of rings.

Of course, the time limit for the game will not be as long as the official game. For the four players present, in the eyes of the athletes, it is about the same as Zhou Tianjue just now. They are all finished, so for this, there is no additional timing standard.

Among the 4 people participating in the 'competition', except for Zhou Tianjue, who had just tried shooting a group first, the remaining three people had never really touched an air pistol in reality, so Wang Yisheng asked them if they should try it first When shooting, both Zhang Minghao and Ye Jun nodded.

This competition is different from the previous track and field team's military training. The guns used are of course the standard guns used by the shooting team in the 10-meter air pistol competition, and the targets are naturally electronic targets that meet the standards of the International Shooting Federation.

Zhang Minghao complained about the size of the target when he was watching from the side before, but when he was actually standing at the shooting point and looked at the target 10 meters away, his face turned blue for a while.

Zhang Minghao turned his head and asked Su Zhe who was touching the gun: "Hey, I said Ah Zhe, can you see the target 10 meters away clearly?"

Su Zhe turned his head and glanced at the target 10 meters away, then shook his head very honestly: "I can't see clearly."

Zhang Minghao sighed: "Tsk, forget it, today's Weibo, we don't know who barks like a dog..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Minghao turned a look of grief and indignation on his face.

Among them, Ye Jun was probably the one who communicated most smoothly with Wang Yisheng. He was about the same age as Wang Yisheng, and the two actually knew each other before. At this moment, Ye Jun was asking Wang Yisheng some basic questions about gun shooting postures and so on. , At the same time, he also asked Wang Yisheng how to aim, including what matters should be paid attention to from firing the gun, loading, aiming to firing, and so on.

After Wang Yisheng finished instructing everyone, including Zhou Tianjue, everyone took a gun to try their hand. This time, Zhou Tianjue accidentally hit the target, which made his eyes shine immediately, and he was excited again. stand up.

When several people were holding air pistols for test shooting, Su Zhe didn't make any movements. He just held the gun in his hand and adjusted the position between his muzzle and the handle of the gun.

"Azhe, why don't you try the gun?" Zhang Minghao saw that Su Zhe didn't shoot, but kept groping for it. At the same time, he was standing in front of the shooting point, as if he was adjusting his posture.

Su Zhe didn't say much, just smiled and said, "I'm trying."

Compared with the previous training in the training space, or the last time he played with guns during the military training of the track and field team, this is the first time he has picked up an air pistol in real life and has to complete a relatively formal 6 Group shot.

Although this competition was full of jokes, Su Zhe was still slightly excited in his heart. He couldn't help adjusting his state according to the pistol holding method and standard shooting stance he had mastered in the training space.

Wang Yisheng, who was standing on the side and was helping several people adjust their shooting positions, also showed a slightly surprised expression when he saw Su Zhe's movements. He glanced at his left hand in his trouser pocket and held a gun in his right After meeting Su Zhe, Wang Yisheng felt in a daze that Su Zhe's posture was very standard and proficient, and he didn't look like a novice at all.

The contestants in the "audience seat" were also a little surprised after seeing Su Zhe's movements. Although the other three people standing on the shooting position at this time also accepted Wang Yisheng's movement guidance, Su Zhe and the others 3 people, in the proficiency and natural fluency of this shooting stance, in the eyes of athletes, a clear difference can be seen at a glance.

"Fuck, Su Zhe looks like a veteran? Has he played with guns before?" In the position where the team members gathered, an air rifle athlete turned his head and asked his teammates.

"Haven't heard of it? Wasn't he in the entertainment circle before? I only watched his sprint and 110-meter hurdles. With the amount of training he's in the track and field team, can he have time to play guns?"

The chatter among the shooting team members naturally did not reach the ears of Zhou Tianjue and the others who were preparing. After about 10 minutes of preparation and test shooting time passed, in order not to waste the time of the shooting team members, this game was very important. Hastily announced the start.

The team members present, including the co-coach and the staff, were very respectful of this game. Seeing the start of the game, everyone laughed and applauded, cheering for the four players on the field at the moment.

At this moment, the four people on the field, except Su Zhe, had already raised their hands quickly and started their first round of shooting.

It's a pity that not only Zhou Tianjue, but also Zhang Minghao and Ye Jun have nothing to do when facing the target 10 meters away that they can't see clearly even with squinted eyes.

Bang bang bang gunshots rang out non-stop on the field, but the athletes who stood next to several people to help report the number, after each of the three fired 3 shots, they occasionally reported a 10st and 1nd ring. numbers come.

After Zhang Minghao and Zhou Tianjue finished the first set of 10 rounds, they still attacked each other, mocking each other as stroke masters. The only person on the field who really hit the target was the one who asked Wang Yisheng for advice on the basic shooting movements before the opening. Ye Jun——but speaking of it, his ability to hit the target was largely due to luck.

After a few people rested for a while and were about to fire the second set of 10 rounds, Zhang Minghao realized that Su Zhe didn't seem to have fired a gun yet. He was about to ask what Su Zhe was doing, but before he could speak, he waited. The women's shooting team members beside Su Zhe made a silent gesture to Zhang Minghao.

The women's team member who stood by Su Zhe's side and said that he would report the number of rings to him was the Olympic women's 10-meter air pistol participant and a veteran marksman who had won the Olympic gold medal for the national team.

At this moment, she took a few steps back and looked at Su Zhe in front of her. He seemed to be very indifferent, with his body slightly sideways, his feet standing in a figure of eight, his left hand in his pocket, and his right hand with a gun pointed at the target.

His head is facing the position of the electronic target, which is very stable. Unlike some shooters, because the position of the gunner is not in place, and then when the gunner is looking for the best shooting point, his head will appear at the same time. shaking.

If it is said that everyone just jokingly said that Su Zhe's posture looked very sophisticated before, then everyone looked at Su Zhe's state and couldn't help but hold their breath and calm down—this is facing a person who has ruled out everything. Distracting thoughts, the attitude of a shooter who concentrates on entering the shooting state.

Although Su Zhe was only playing with an air pistol for the first time in reality, after holding the gun, he instinctively entered the empty shooting range where he was once in the training space of the system, and immersed himself in the shooting training alone. in the state.

The air pistol given to him by the shooting team was certainly not the one he was used to in the training space. Before the opening, he rubbed the grip of the pistol to adjust it to the most comfortable and most natural way for him to pull the trigger. Gun posture.

He didn't try shooting blindly before starting to shoot. When mastering the training skills instilled by the system in the training space, he was used to discarding distracting thoughts and excluding everything around him to another world.

The surrounding noises, gunshots, and even the small discussions of the people were no longer in his ears. He raised his right hand calmly, closed his left eye, and looked at the gap on the mandatory scale in his hand with his right eye. From the gap, Sight to the shooting target point 10 meters away.

In real shooting, the athlete does not focus more on the target point, but on the fair relationship between the gun sight and the notch, the target is opposite to them It is the truly vague existence.

The sport of shooting, in the real arena, relies more on the athletes to exercise their shooting sense through a lot of practice, rather than relying on their eyesight to see the ring size of the target on the arena.

Su Zhe's right hand holding the gun is shaking slightly at this moment - this is a very normal phenomenon. Even the strongest and most stable athlete can't really guarantee that his arm will never shake when his arm is raised.

What shooters need to do is to use their long-term training intuition and instinct to accurately grasp the moment when their front sight is aligned with the highest number of rings during the actual shooting process, and then pull the trigger without hesitation. Let your bullets hit the highest number of rings accurately!

"boom!"

At the moment when no one noticed, Su Zhe pulled the trigger easily and firmly, and the bullets sprayed out, touching the electronic target 10 meters away in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it, this pose is so handsome!"

The members of the shooting team expressed their admiration for Su Zhe's shooting posture and action. Amidst the clatter of applause, everyone looked at Zhan Jingtian who was standing in front of Su Zhe's electronic target monitor.

"Hey, Tiantian, why didn't you report the number? Did Su Zhe hit the target properly with this shot?"

When Zhan Jingtian heard this, he nodded his head: "Yes, we hit the target."

Beside her, Zhang Minghao heard this, and before he started shooting the second set anyway, he simply walked to the monitor and looked at the number of target rings on the monitor.

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Zhang Minghao originally thought that it would be fine if Su Zhe hit the target, and it should be one or two rings like Ye Jun, but when he saw the number of rings on the monitor, his eyes widened immediately.

"Fuck, ring 9?!" Zhang Minghao was stunned: "Su Zhe is lucky, isn't he?"

Soon, he remembered Su Zhe's performance in the military training before, and then muttered: "Oh, no, this guy was a sharpshooter before..."

Before Zhang Minghao could say anything more, Su Zhe had already completed the second round of shooting. Soon, as Su Zhe seemed to have found his condition, his shooting speed became faster and faster.

For Su Zhe, this game was a rare opportunity. He had the opportunity to truly experience the thrill of shooting in reality. He was immersed in his own shooting world. From pulling out the gun, loading it to aiming and firing, the whole process flowed smoothly. Generally speaking, it was the instinct that was engraved into his body after countless times of shooting practice in the system space.

Beside him, Zhan Jingtian stared wide-eyed, watching the number of target rings on the monitor keep jumping up, completely forgot to report such a thing, Wang Yisheng also noticed Su Zhe's here Rhythm walked over quietly, and after seeing the number of rings on the monitor, he also showed a look of surprise.

What else is more surprising than a member of the track and field team shooting such professional and high-level rings in the training hall of the shooting team?

After Su Zhe started shooting, Zhang Minghao, Zhou Tianjue and Ye Jun also finished their 6 sets of 60 rounds one after another. Then they got behind Su Zhe and stared at the electronic target monitor in a daze.

9.1、8.3、8.9、10.2、7.9、8.1……

From the moment he saw Su Zhe's grades list, Zhang Minghao was completely enlightened. He nudged Zhou Tianjue with his elbow, and the look in his eyes meant 'how is it?Did you see it?That's real shooting genius'.

Zhou Tianjue curled his lips and didn't speak, but in the competition just now, all of them have tried the difficulty of the 10-meter air pistol. Of course, they know how difficult it is to achieve Su Zhe's result.

In fact, Zhou Tianjue and the others were not the most shocked. Wang Yisheng was really surprised after seeing Su Zhe's ring number data.

For professional shooters like them, Su Zhe's achievements are simply unbelievable-this achievement cannot be achieved by people who have never touched a gun, and even this achievement is achieved by many professional athletes. are hard to come by.

What should this be called?

Originally thought that the big guys would play casually, but the ace player of the track and field team played a result comparable to that of a professional shooting team?

"Azhe's performance is close to the level of a professional shooter?" Zhang Minghao exaggeratedly exclaimed.

Hearing this sentence, Zhan Jingtian and Wang Yisheng looked at each other, then swallowed what they were going to say with wry smiles.

In fact, although this result seems to be inferior to some top professional shooters, it also depends on the shooting time between each shot of other athletes.

After Su Zhe fired the first few shots, the subsequent shooting speed was extremely fast. It can be said that to a large extent, he was relying on his own physical proficiency to fire the gun almost instinctively.

It is a miracle in itself that he can maintain such a high level of performance in such a rapid-fire situation.

After Su Zhe happily shot his own 6 sets of shots, he suddenly realized that he had accidentally played too much, and even forgot that he was not in the training space, but in the training hall of the shooting team inside.

Thinking back on his shooting state just now, Su Zhe turned his head a little embarrassedly, showing a smile as natural as possible, and silently recited the actor's professional accomplishment 10 times in his heart.

"Fuck, Ah Zhe, you are awesome!" Zhang Minghao immediately moved to his side after seeing Su Zhe put down the gun, grabbed his shoulders, and glanced him up and down with the eyes of a god: " Awesome, after we go back to China, let's go to the shooting range again! Teach us how to play with guns then?"

For young men, the sharpshooter is a great aura. Now that Zhang Minghao found the sharpshooter beside him, it was like picking up a new treasure. He decided to hug Su Zhe's thigh when he turned around. Let him teach himself how to handle a gun.

Zhou Tianjue coughed after pretending to blot the ink, and asked Su Zhe to remember to bring him with him when the time comes.

Now, after seeing Su Zhe finished 6 sets of shooting, the members of the shooting team also came over to take a look at the final number of rings, and then, in the voice of Zhang Minghao boasting, "Our Azhe is really awesome", they went one by one. All of them showed somewhat dazed faces.

After Zhou Tianjue and the others happily thanked Wang Yisheng and the shooting team, they bid farewell to the shooting team, turned and walked to the training ground of their own track and field team.

After watching Zhou Tianjue and the others leave, the shooting training hall suddenly exploded. Everyone surrounded Su Zhe's electronic target monitor just now, looked at the numbers on each ring, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

When Zhou Shoufu, the coach of the shooting team, walked into the shooting range, what he saw was everyone looking at each other in blank dismay. He was a little confused about what the players were doing. After glancing at the results on the monitor, he felt normal at first, but then saw After summing up the results, I feel that this data is quite good.

After asking who made the score, Wang Yisheng hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth: "Well, it's Su Zhe from the track and field team."

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After Zhou Shoufu heard this answer, it took him half a minute to react.

However, these are just an episode before the Olympics.

After Zhou Tianjue and Zhang Minghao posted a series of woof woof woof on Weibo together, the time has passed to July 7th, the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games, the day when the official start...

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_ wrote shooting, there are too many frames, woo woo, please modify it quietly

↓The following is the words before the modification

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_(:з」∠)_ Woohoo, I don’t have time to say anything today

Silently covering her face, Cai Cai will perform a heart-to-heart comparison for you =w=...!

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Brother Shao:? ? ?I can't have a small theater today either?

Cai Cai: ...But you have the qualifications to appear in the chat room! =w=......

Boss Shao: (exploded on the spot again)=dish=+

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