Chapter 150 (2/2)

Zheng Zhirong's redundant dry smile especially highlights his embarrassing situation. Everyone turned to the gun and criticized him. Zheng Zhirong said nothing to heaven: ”what did I do wrong and who did I offend? Why is it all against me? ” But he forgot what he had done, which made both sides think he was a traitor.

The real-time news broadcast made the whole Republic of ancient Shenlan rejuvenated. People finally stopped entangled in the shadow of the attack of the second generation mecha press conference, and continued to work hard for a new life. The students in Langya mecha college also began to study vigorously, and even the vigilance work everywhere was inexplicably relaxed.

The teachers in the school were finally relieved. No wonder president pan was so unpredictable. However, when asked about this matter, he had such a wonderful way to solve the problem, which really made people admire.

In shooting class, Mr. Lin joked with his classmates: ”students, tomorrow we will see Miss Lang and Mr. Xu who have not been seen for many days. Are you happy?”

”That's necessary. I'm waiting for the teachers to come back and talk about the feeling of fighting with the gun god.” Zheng Zhirong took the lead in saying that he would like to know what it is like to fight with the gun god after seeing the strength of the gun god.

”I don't know what it's like for the two teachers to fight with the Musketeer, but you may be able to understand what it's like to be with them after you've practiced shooting well.” Lin was in a good mood and continued to have fun with the students.

This expectation even Hong shuibin felt that it was too high, showing a disdainful expression: ”Teacher Lin, do you cheat a three-year-old child? Even if I had more confidence, I didn't think I could have the skill of a gun god. ”

”Not necessarily Oh, your students are generally high in talent, refuelling teachers are optimistic about you.” Mr. Lin didn't feel embarrassed at all. He was still filling the students with chicken soup.

Seeing that the farce will continue if we don't stop it, the monitor pan Yuguo stepped forward: ”Mr. Lin, I think we can start class, and there are many students waiting for training.”

Now most of the students in the class have mastered the shooting skills. He just needs to help adjust some minor mistakes or bad habits.Like Hong shuibin, Mr. Lin came to his side again: ”Hong shuibin, don't always immerse in the practice of moving target. I suggest you spend a quarter of your time training fixed target in each class.”

”You see, in the shooting just now, if you have a good basic practice, the scores of these shots can be improved by at least one or two rings.” Mr. Lin pointed to Hong shuibin's performance indicator and said that in fact, Hong shuibin had caught up with the speed of the moving target, but the lack of stability made him unable to make good results.

Faced with the problems pointed out by Mr. Lin, Hong shuibin was taught with an open mind. He also knew where his weak link was: ”I feel it, Mr. Lin, but I thought that we could solve the problem by hard training on the moving target. Now it seems that we have to learn the fixed target again.”

Hong shuibin accepted the suggestion and was very pleased. He pointed to Chen Feng next to him and said, ”don't think it's a shame to train a fixed target. Don't you think Chen Feng is training a fixed target now, and I dare say that no student in the class can stabilize him in shooting.”

”Mr. Lin, don't think I can't hear you. You are beating me up.” Chen Feng put down her gun and was flattered to hear that.