who bit me

"Why, didn't you say 'I'll just wait here, try suppressing me'? After An Lan finished the test, you got angry again, why don't you be so rude."

Ye Yun lowered his head and looked at Xiao Nan with a smile, but there was an inexplicable prestige in his half-joking tone.

Xiao Nan was completely red from his neck to his ears, he gritted his teeth and said, "Then see you in practice!"

Ye Yun's smile became more obvious: "That's right. Do not let each other shoot pheromones in the shooting gallery."

Xiao Nan lowered his head, obviously very angry, got up and walked out of the locker room.

Ye Yun, on the other hand, sat down in Xiao Nan's seat frankly, propped his chin, and looked at An Lan with deep meaning.

"Before I smelled your pheromone, it was so light that there was nothing there. People always want to get close to you to distinguish it."

An Lan was stunned for a moment. He suddenly realized that although Ye Yun was handsome and quick-spoken, he was an omega, and he was a quasi-A. People are embarrassed.

"Don't dream about it, Ye Yun is just curious about your pheromone." Gu Liyu's voice pulled An Lan back from her reverie.

"I...I know."

"The pheromone taste of Zhuxiang is really special." Ye Yun narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Bamboo fragrance? Is my pheromone the smell of bamboo?" An Lan looked at Gu Liyu.

Gu Liyu nodded slightly.

An Lan couldn't hold back, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Ye Yun asked.

"It's okay, it's okay..." An Lan shook her hand, "Everyone around me who can smell my pheromone knows what it smells like, but I can't smell it myself."

Ye Yun paused: "You don't know your pheromone taste?"

"I don't know." An Lan replied.

"However, I can't smell it now. I guess you have used up when you taught Xiao Nan just now." Ye Yun turned back and pointed to the direction where Xiao Nan left at the door.

At this time, Xu Xingran also walked in, and was surprised to see the three of them sitting and chatting together.

"What are you three chatting about so vigorously? Coach Lin is still talking about why all the key players in this practice match come out?"

"We're talking about An Lan's pheromone smell, the fragrance of the bamboo forest, but he doesn't know anything about his own pheromone smell." Ye Yun said with a smile.

Xu Xingran glanced at Gu Liyu, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, but soon recovered his smile, walked up to An Lan and lowered his head slightly, and said, "Then An Lan, do you know what your pheromone smells like now?"

"I know...but I still haven't smelled it." An Lan scratched the back of her head.

Xu Xingran's gaze was very deep, as if bearing many things that could not be expressed in words.

Just when An Lan's thinker Xu Xingran had deep thoughts in his eyes, he suddenly thought that outside the door of the ktv box that day, he heard Xu Xingran and Xiao Chen talking about their favorite pheromone—the smell of green bamboo.

At that time, he didn't take it seriously because he didn't know what kind of smell green bamboo was, but now... An Lan opened his mouth, wanting to ask the other party if the smell of green bamboo refers to his pheromone?

Xu Xingran looked at An Lan's expression, and the curvature of his lips became more and more obvious. He tapped An Lan's forehead lightly with his finger, "I will tell you the answer to the question you want to ask after the practice match."

Did Xu Xingran get into his head?Otherwise, how could he even know what questions he wanted to ask?

Or did Xu Xingran know everything when he and Qiao Chuluo were listening to their chat at the door of the KTV that day?

"Let's go." Gu Liyu got up and walked towards the door.

"okay!"

For some reason, An Lan felt that when Xu Xingran walked over, Gu Liyu seemed a little unhappy?

When he came to the shooting range, An Lan realized that apart from him, the other club players, whether it was Ye Yun or Ye Yun's teammate Liu Qingyang, or Xiao Nan and Xie Huai, all had their own coaches by their side. Only An Lan... was alone... .

现在十米移动靶的统一比赛规则是，预赛是5秒慢速靶30个加上2.5秒快速靶30个，按照这60个靶子的总得分进行排序，最后的决赛就是10个快速靶。

Since this is a practice match with only 10 players, there is no need to eliminate anyone.

After Coach Lin announced the rules for today's practice match, his eyes fell on Xiao Nan.

"Everyone, the shooting competition is a place where strength and mentality determine the outcome. Whether you win or lose, it should be the superposition of each shooting result of everyone."

This sentence is obviously warning Xiao Nan not to allow the abuse of pheromones in the shooting gallery.

Although Xiao Nan was unhappy in his heart, facing a well-known coach in the industry like Lin Huai'en, he could only hold back his anger.

"Similarly, regardless of whether you win or lose, your competition should be limited to this shooting hall. If anyone has a fight or pheromone dispute after the game, even if the shooting committee can't control you, we don't welcome such players."

Lin Huaien's voice was lowered, and the atmosphere in the shooting gallery became very serious.

An Lan guessed that Coach Lin already knew what happened in the locker room.He said this on the surface to warn An Lan and Xiao Nan, but everyone involved in this incident knew that Xiao Nan was "bullied" by An Lan. Lin Huaien said this to avoid Xiao Nan's revenge on An Lan after the game.

An Lan thanked Coach Lin for her kindness and "favoritism" in her heart.

Everyone stands still, and there is a referee standing behind everyone. When the players are ready, just say "OK", and the referee will press the button to release the target.

There are a total of twelve positions, and Ye Yun and Xu Xingran are standing in positions No. [-] and No. [-] in the center.

The number eight next to Xu Xingran is Xiao Nan, and next to Xiao Nan is Liu Qingyang, and the number ten next to Liu Qingyang is An Lan.

As for Gu Liyu, he was on the right side of Ye Yun, number five.It's a bit far from An Lan.

But before that, An Lan had no chance to compete with first-class players like Gu Liyu, Xu Xingran, and Ye Yun. Trembling slightly.

An Lan took a deep breath, and calmly adjusted her breathing and state.

At this moment, someone walked into the shooting gallery. He was wearing a white shooting suit with red stripes on both sides. He was tall and steady, and walked up to An Lan with a gun in his hand.

"Coach Lin, I said I would come, why didn't you wait for me?"

It was Xiao Chen who came.

The entire shooting gallery suddenly fell silent, and everyone turned their attention.

It is said that Xiao Chen has never been back to view mountains and seas since the last season's competition.

"You're not..." An Lan recalled what Xu Xingran had told him, that Xiao Chen had a shoulder injury, and the coach only allowed him to compete with An Lan in ten quick targets.

But judging by Xiao Chen's posture, he wants to start from the slow target in the preliminaries and compete all the way to the finals.

If so, can his shoulders take it?

"Xiao Chen, it's not time for you to play yet." Lin Huai'en's gaze sank.

"It's not time for me to play?" Xiao Chen lowered his head and smiled, a little lazy, "You are planning to open a back door for me to directly participate in the finals, right?"

Lin Huai'en sighed: "I am also for your own good."

"Every decision the adults make is for our own good. Right?" Xiao Chen put one hand on An Lan's shoulder.

An Lan, who was adjusting his aiming posture, was suddenly pressed by him and swayed.

"Little guy, I haven't used my strength yet, you are not stable." Xiao Chen turned his face, he was too close to An Lan, and the warm air when he spoke touched An Lan's ears, as if he was going to An Lan's body Drill inside the head.

An Lan did not refute, but adjusted his posture again. Even though Xiao Chen secretly increased the pressure on his shoulders, he remained motionless.

The corners of Xiao Chen's mouth curled up: "Not bad. I heard that you and that bastard Xiao Nan exchanged pheromones?"

Xiao Nan, who was not far away, naturally heard their conversation, and his face became even more ugly.

An Lan just looked ahead, without any intention of answering Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen didn't care, and deliberately wanted to distract An Lan, and moved closer: "I heard that you still suppressed Xiao Nan?"

Without waiting for any reaction from An Lan, Xiao Nan shouted directly: "Xiao Chen, why are you so crazy? Don't you just think you're so powerful now that you're just a tattered airs?"

An Lan's fingers holding the trigger trembled slightly, but Xiao Chen felt it very keenly.

"The tattered frame is talking about me, not you." Xiao Chen smiled.

The air in his ears vibrated slightly with his laughter, An Lan finally couldn't hold it back, and shrugged his shoulders.

"Battered frame" should refer to Xiao Chen's shoulder injury.

This Xiao Nan had obviously been targeting Xiao Chen, and they were both named Xiao, which made An Lan suspect that the two might be related.

Xiao Chen finally let go of An Lan and stood at No. 11 next to him. While reloading the bullet calmly, he said unhurriedly: "After resting for so long, my shoulder is almost healed. Coach Lin , don’t let me try, how do you know I can’t compare?”

Lin Huai'en frowned and said, "Unless I see the certificate from your attending doctor, I won't let you..."

At this moment, Lin Huai'en's cell phone vibrated.

Xiao Chen raised his chin, and smiled a little smugly: "Here, the proof you want is here."

Lin Huai'en took out his mobile phone, flicked it, and found an unread email from Xiao Chen's attending doctor.

Xiao Chen said unhurriedly: "Even if I'm a tattered air, I'm better than some flowery airs."

"You wild dog..." Xiao Nan became even more angry, and directly switched to holding the gun with one hand, leaving his position and rushing towards Xiao Chen.

Ye Yun next to him suddenly laughed, his voice was not too loud, and everyone could hear it.

"Ye Yun, what are you laughing at?" Xiao Nan turned around and looked at Ye Yun.

Ye Yun's gun preparation posture did not waver at all.

"If Xiao Chen is a wild dog...don't forget, he is your cousin. If your cousin is a wild dog, what are you?" Ye Yun replied.

An Lan's guess is indeed correct, Xiao Chen and Xiao Nan are related, cousins.

But the cousins ​​are able to make a fuss like this, calling each other "wild dogs" in public and even in front of outsiders, and the hatred is over the top. It seems that something must have happened between them.

An Lan has never been interested in other people's affairs.

"I didn't admit that he was my cousin." Xiao Nan snorted coldly, "Don't he know how he got into Xiao's house?"

Everyone present was silent, some people might know the grievances between Xiao Chen and the Xiao family so they didn't speak up, some didn't know what was going on but couldn't ask so they didn't speak up.

Ye Yun was still smiling, his expression was like a wise elder watching a childish kid messing about.

"Ye Yun...you..."

Lin Huai'en stared at Xiao Nan coldly: "If you don't want to compete, you can leave now. Whether it is a wild dog or a wolf king, you will know after the competition."

Xiao Nan gritted his teeth, returned to his seat, closed his eyes to calm his anger.After all, he is a player who has participated in many competitions, so he quickly calmed down his mind.

Coach Lin temporarily transferred a referee to Xiao Chen: "Okay, let me see how much level you have left over the past few months of self-exile."

"Half a bucket of water is better than some people." Xiao Chen turned his face and blinked in An Lan's direction.

Don't get me wrong, Xiao Chen's wink is not provocative at all, but provocative.

It felt like a sharp knife point poking upwards at the valve of the heart, it was about to rupture at any moment, and then blood flowed everywhere.

Slow target, for An Lan, is the process of entering the state.

Gunshots came one by one, and after [-] rounds, the ranking of the slow target results came out.

After An Lan fired her last shot, she retracted the gun and looked at Xiao Chen who was at the side.

His expression was stern, his jaw line was already tight, creating an unapproachable aura visually, and his lips were drawn like tight strings.The body rotated at a constant speed with the running target, and when the shot was fired, the target ran two-fifths of the distance, [-] points and [-] rings. This result is really impressive for a person who just came back from the competition.

All the slow targets have been played, and the rankings are out.

To everyone's surprise, Xiao Chen ranked first, Ye Yun ranked second, Xu Xingran and Gu Liyu tied for third with the same number of rings, and Xiao Nan ranked fifth.An Lan's results were not ideal, ranking second to last among the nine.

"Rest for 5 minutes now, let's adjust our status well. The difference in the [-]-round fast target results will be more obvious." Coach Lin said to everyone present.

All the players returned to their coaches one after another.

For example, Xie Huai's coach seemed very excited, clenched his fist with his right hand and hit the palm of his left hand. Although he was far away, An Lan could hear him say, "Why are you panicking? All the last three rounds were messed up! more stable than you!"

An Lan was speechless, the "civilian club" obviously refers to him.

The coaches of Gu Liyu, Xu Xingran, and Xiao Chen are all Lin Huai'en, but Coach Lin obviously didn't mean to guide them. He just said "good condition" when passing by Xiao Chen, and then walked towards An Lan.

"Coach Lin." An Lan respectfully screwed up her mineral water and put it aside, stood up and looked at him.

Lin Huai'en smiled: "Don't be nervous. You actually played well today."

"Haha, temporarily second to last."

Coach Lin said nonchalantly: "Because you are a slow-burning player. You need time to enter the state. The ten slow-speed targets in front of you are indeed ranked first among everyone today-the bottom one."

An Lan pursed her lips and couldn't help laughing: "Coach Lin, are you complimenting me or hitting me?"

"Of course I'm complimenting you. After all, the players who came to participate in the practice match today are carefully selected. Any shot, whether it is a slow target or a fast target, as long as there is a mistake, it will cause a world of difference."

Coach Lin's words also hinted at An Lan, if he is always so slow, he will lose a lot of opportunities in regular games.

An Lan put away her smile, lowered her head and thought about her first ten shots.

Although there were no distracting thoughts in my heart, my body did not integrate the pursuit of the target as soon as possible.

"An Lan, you need to heat up your heart faster." Lin Huai'en said, "Shooting requires more than just being calm. If you don't have enough enthusiasm for your goal, you will lack stickiness when chasing it. "

An Lan understood what Lin Huai'en meant.

But understanding is one thing, it's like when you are in a relationship, everyone says that girl is good, and you know she is good, but it makes sense that you can't fall in love with her.

An Lan has always enjoyed the undivided focus when aiming and chasing the target.

But now, Coach Lin told him that not only must he be focused, but he needs a feeling of enthusiasm than concentration... What is that feeling?

He knows himself very well. When the fast target game starts, it is a new rhythm. Does he have to spend another ten shots or so to warm himself up?

Slow heat will become his fatal flaw.

Formal games are often decided by one shot, and he will not be given so many opportunities to enter the state.

There are 3 minutes left in the break.

Originally, An Lan was a player who was not easily influenced by external factors, but when Coach Lin pointed out his flaws so bluntly, An Lan got a little confused.

Xu Xingran looked at An Lan from a distance, and said to Coach Lin: "I can guess what you said to An Lan, Coach. But I think...his shortcomings are also advantages sometimes. Many players who are in the state are actually easily attracted by external factors. Affecting the mood, for example, the opponent suddenly played very well and scored [-] points more than himself, or for example, the gap between himself and the opponent in the last shot was only [-] points. These so-called good players may collapse instantly. But An Lan is different, his state is shot by shot... even if he faces such a problem, he will not waver. This kind of mentality will make him come back against the wind in the final."

Lin Huai'en rubbed his chin, and smiled wickedly: "Xingran, how do you know that 'Slow Heat' is not a ticking time bomb buried in An Lan's heart?"

"Ticking time bomb..." Xu Xingran lowered his head and frowned, as if he was deep in thought.

At this time, Xiao Chen propped his chin, sat beside him and looked at An Lan who was in distress, and smiled: "This little guy looks so serious and troubled, it's pretty cute."

"Xiao Chen, you are really wicked." Xu Xingran sighed helplessly.

"Where am I wrong? Coach Lin's approach is not wrong. The little guy may have been troubled by his own slow progress, but this problem has not affected his performance in the regular game. But the game is ever-changing, who knows the little guy Will you doubt yourself because of some sudden problem, and blame everything on your own slow progress. Such self-doubt is enough to completely break down a player's mentality." Xiao Chen said.

His tone was very objective, but there was no gloating in the way he looked at An Lan.

At this time, Xiao Nan walked past An Lan with mineral water, and lightly said, "I thought you were so good. When Xie Huai's condition returns, you will be at the bottom all the way until the end of the game."

An Lan was stunned for a moment, he didn't care about his grades that much.

In a game like this, there are winners and losers.

But if I keep slowing down in the subsequent games, then the meaning of the game will be lost, because I haven't made any progress.

Someone walked up to him and asked softly, "An Lan, have you ever liked anyone?"

"Ah?" As soon as An Lan turned her head, she saw Ye Yun folded his arms and looked at him with a smile.

"Who do you like? Why do you suddenly ask like this?"

Ye Yun saw An Lan's surprised and slightly flushed expression, and immediately smiled: "Just because I ask you who you like doesn't mean I want to chase you."

Only then did An Lan let out a breath.

"How should I put it, don't you think the process of chasing the bull's-eye, aiming, and triggering the trigger is like falling in love? When you fall in love with someone, you will use all your energy to pay attention to that person, and all the details about him will be infinitely magnified .Your gaze will be drawn by him, and the degree of attraction will gradually increase, and you will have a desire to fit in with the other party in your heart. This is aiming." Ye Yun said.

"and then?"

Ye Yun's metaphor is very interesting to An Lan.

"Then, when your desire for the other party reaches the limit in your heart, and you finally decide to rush into the other party's world even if you are flying to the flame-this is to pull the trigger." Ye Yun replied.

When the bullet hits the bull's-eye, whether it is fusion or destruction, the result is not important at the moment the trigger is pulled.

I just want to rush into your world, the desire to think of the limit is the last bullet.

Someone lightly touched the top of An Lan's head. He thought it was Ye Yun, but when he turned around, he met Gu Liyu's eyes.

"You don't need to be afraid of your slow progress." Gu Liyu said.