Wife is Fierce, Don’t Mess With Her!

"You are a typical talent. From the time you started practicing shooting until now, in just a few months, you can eliminate students who have practiced for several years one after another. This talent is indeed rare."

"It's you and Ruoyi who don't know who is stronger or weaker."

Gu Qingjiu hurriedly shook his head: "Boss Yin is already going to participate in the international battlefield this year, and I'm still far away."

"You don't have to be humble."

Gong Lao chuckled: "Back then, K only appeared for a month before participating in the international battlefield. In the game that he still killed, all the national champions would not be left. If it was replaced by someone else, it may not be impossible to produce a second K."

"K?"

Gu Qingjiu was a little puzzled, "K is...?"

"Oh, I forgot, in the ears of you juniors, K should be called life."

life?

Life is K again?

It seems that this person has many secrets in him.

Obviously it is the name of life in the shooting competition, why is it here, the code name of K.

It sounds more like a story.

But Mr. Gong didn't seem to want to get entangled in the issue of K, and continued: "There is a shooting range ahead, you can choose a 100-meter moving target to practice, and I can 'listen' to your results."

Gong Lao seemed to want to test Gu Qingjiu's ability.

Gu Qingjiu naturally obeyed without hesitation and came to the front.

I chose a 100-meter moving target, and then I chose a gun that I usually practice.

After pressing start, Gu Qingjiu fired several shots in a row according to his usual practice habits.

Well done, hitting the bull's eye with several shots in a row.

Gong Lao nodded slightly while listening, although his cloudy eyes could not see, they seemed to be turning.

"When you practice shooting, what criteria do you rely on to judge whether you will hit the bull's-eye?"

Gu Qingjiu thought for a while, and then said: "The kind of confidence that is often practiced, and... my own intuition."

"So Ruoyi said that you rely more on intuition, and you are right. Can you hit any object no matter how fast it is moving?"

"I can't be sure about this. It depends on the distance and the size of the object. As for the speed, I haven't tested it."

Gu Qingjiu didn't dare to talk too much.

Gong Lao smiled slightly, took two steps, and said: "Actually, this is not a talent. A shooter who has practiced to a certain level can basically do it. You can do it now, which means that you have to walk a lot less. It's a path for a shooter to walk, but if it's surprising, nothing surprising, it's not enough to watch at international level."

Gu Qingjiu: "..."

She didn't expect Elder Gong to say such a thing, and she stood there in astonishment for a while.

Isn't this a talent?

For some reason, upon hearing these words, Gu Qingjiu felt uncomfortable.

It's as if something that I am proud of is suddenly denied by others.

And the person who denied it had absolute authority, and she couldn't refute it at all.

Because she doesn't have deep contact with shooting, and she has a detailed understanding, so of course she doesn't have the right to speak like this old Gong.

"Feel disappointed? Sudden doubts about everything you practiced?"

Gong Lao spoke again, with a loving and kind smile on his face full of gullies, but his words sounded quite cold.

"I was blind when I was little."

He turned his head to another place, as if full of sighs, talking about his past.