who bit me

"That's a shooting competition." An Lan smiled helplessly.

But An Lan was very grateful to Gu Liyu in his heart. At this time, he should focus on his own game, but he came here to comfort himself.

"Just now, Ye Yun used liking someone to describe the process of chasing a moving target. I think it's actually wrong." Gu Liyu said.

"Really?" An Lan's interest was lifted.

Gu Liyu's temperament doesn't look like he has ever liked someone, how can he understand the difference between liking someone and shooting?

But his idea was beyond An Lan's expectations.

"The ten-meter moving target is a process of self-control. You adjust your breathing, rhythm, and the result from following the target to hitting the target with one hit. This is through self-control to control the target."

"So what's the difference in liking someone?" An Lan looked into Gu Liyu's eyes.

"Loving someone is a process of self-destruction." Gu Liyu said unhurriedly.

In An Lan's impression, Gu Liyu was self-disciplined and restrained, and the description "self-defeating" could never be applied to him.

"From the beginning, I was only attracted by the way that person was shooting a gun, and then subconsciously paid attention to the way the other person smiled, the topic of the chat, the things he liked, and even his bravery and calmness. Because of paying attention, I discovered everything about him It’s all in line with your own wishes.”

Gu Liyu's voice is like a cello in an empty piano room, deep and magnetic, it sounds lonely, waiting for someone to listen and be understood.

But not everyone can enter this piano room.

An Lan looked into each other's eyes, looking for all the signs of the fall.

"Then when I can't stop, I realize that it's not because everything about him suits my heart, but because everything about him makes my heart beat. It's not another person who appears in front of me with a gun like him, or laughs at me like him. will love it."

An Lan's heart seemed to be the strings of that cello. When a note sounded, her heart jumped as if frightened.

But when I came back to my senses, I realized that it was not a panic, but a fluctuation in my stable heart.

"Everything about him made up my heart. He was the gun, and I was a conscious target. He aimed at me unconsciously, and I longed to be shot through."

Gu Liyu's words calmed down An Lan's anxious state of mind due to "slow heat".

"There's nothing wrong with a slow start. The status accumulated bit by bit is like a reinforced city wall, which will not collapse due to a lightning strike or an attack. Most players seem to have entered the status quickly, Such a state is often very fragile. When a brick is broken, the whole wall collapses." Gu Liyu's voice was calm and objective.

An Lan suddenly understood what Gu Liyu meant. He hoped that An Lan could affirm himself and regard "slowness" as an advantage, not a shortcoming.

"As you play more and more games, you have less and less time to build walls. So maintaining your state is more important than shaking your mentality."

Gu Liyu turned his face to the side, and looked at An Lan from another angle. He was checking whether An Lan had listened to his words.

A moving luster flowed through those black glass-like pupils.

An Lan laughed and smashed his fist on the other's shoulder: "Thanks, I'm not so entangled now."

Xiao Chen in the distance turned around and looked at Lin Huai'en with a smirk: "Old Lin, did you see that the trap you set is useless to An Lan."

Xu Xingran laughed: "Just now you called him 'little guy', but now you call someone else's name?"

Xiao Chen patted his knees and stood up, "Some opponents are respectable, but some... they love to buzz like flies."

Xiao Nan in the distance paused, then turned around and gave Xiao Chen a hard look.

Xiao Chen grinned, and didn't pay attention to the other party at all. Instead, he took off a rubber band with a bee and sunflowers on it from his wrist, and tied his slightly long hair around his head. back.

The 5-minute rest time passed quickly, and all the players took their positions, and the game of [-] fast targets started.

Holding the gun, An Lan adjusted her breathing, and her heartbeat gradually became calmer. All noises and redundant perceptions were stripped out of her own world bit by bit.

He didn't know how well the others had done with the first shot, and he didn't even notice that the target was only a third of the way past the target when he pulled the trigger.

The results came out, nine point nine rings.

An Lan returned to her original posture, not caring about her ranking changes at all.

From the third shot, An Lan's score has been maintained between [-] and [-]. This is an excellent result, and many top athletes in the province may not be able to be so stable.

The top five places have also undergone huge changes. Xu Xingran, who was ranked third, overtook Ye Yun and came to second place, Gu Liyu came to third place, Ye Yun fell to fourth place, and Xiao Chen, who came back to the game for the first time after his shoulder recovered, was still the same. Ranked first.

Xiao Nan looked at the ranking board and was stunned for a moment, because An Lan had surpassed Liu Qingyang of the Junhe Club and was clinging to Xiao Nan's ranking.

"Tsk." Xiao Nan frowned. He didn't have time to calculate the number of rings for each shot of An Lan. He only knew that he had to be in better condition, otherwise he would be overtaken by this unknown player from the civilian club.

Starting with the No.11 shot, An Lan's mood completely calmed down. He knew that he needed to be more enthusiastic about shooting, and he needed to have more control over his target.

An Lan followed her target and fired a [-] ring shot, drawing Xiao Nan instantly.

Xiao Nan deliberately didn't look at the ranking board. Although he was young, he had more experience in the finals than An Lan. The No.12 shot surpassed An Lan by [-] points.

The two competed silently, and the gap was always maintained between [-] and [-] rings. It seemed that they could surpass each other at any time, but it was like a ghost hitting a wall, and neither of them could stand out.

When the last five shots came, Xiao Nan raised his head and glanced at the ranking board, blood welling up in his heart.

— Grass, why haven’t you got rid of this guy yet?

The ring numbers of the two were actually the same again.

And Xu Xingran has reached the first place, Xiao Chen is second, Ye Yun is third, and Gu Liyu is fourth.

The first group situation formed by these four people seems to be unbreakable, and the gap between them is only between [-] and [-] rings. It is conceivable that the ranking of the four of them changes every time they shoot.

An Lan acted as if he didn't know anything, he just felt that he was hot now, and there was a certain longing in his blood, flowing all over his body, he waited for his target to appear, and even enjoyed the process of hitting it.

When the trigger was pulled, his eyes were still chasing the target, and his body turned at a constant speed until the target disappeared.

[-] points, this is An Lan's best result so far, and he is ahead of Xiao Nan's [-] rings, ranking fifth.

Xiao Nan felt a little irritated, it was impossible for this guy to hit another [-]:[-] ring with the next shot.

But as Coach Lin and Gu Liyu said before, once An Lan enters his own state, this state is impenetrable, and it is almost impossible to shake him.

In the penultimate shot, An Lan shot [-] rings, Xiao Nan shot well, but only [-] rings, and the gap between the two was pulled to [-] rings.

Xiao Nan clenched his teeth. He didn't know An Lan before, and he didn't understand that a coach of Lin Huai'en's level would call an unknown player to a practice match.

But now Xiao Nan is very clear that if he wants to win against an opponent like An Lan, he must accumulate a huge advantage in the early stage, and this advantage must be an irreparable advantage even if An Lan plays at full strength.

But now, once An Lan surpassed him, the gap would only grow wider.

In the penultimate shot, An Lan hit a [-]:[-] ring, but for a player of their age, the [-] ring is already enough to reach the top.

Xiao Nan shot [-]:[-] and recovered a little. Before he could be sure of himself, An Lan scored [-]:[-] in the penultimate shot.Xiao Nan felt tired of adjusting his mentality to chase An Lan.

Xiao Nan couldn't be reconciled. He knew that there was no problem with his state. The real problem was that An Lan's state in the later stage was so good that it seemed like an unbreakable barrier in front of Xiao Nan.

At last it was the last shot of the preliminaries, Xiao Nan told himself that there were still so many opponents in front of him, and his mentality could not collapse, absolutely not.

Xiao Nan scored [-] rings, which is quite a good result, but he couldn't laugh.

Because he knew very well that as long as An Lan continued to perform above the tenth ring with this shot, the gap between them would not be widened at all.Ten shots in the final may not be enough for Xiao Nan to reverse the situation.

An Lan's posture is very stable, no one can see his mood at the moment.

He held his breath, moved with the target, and shot with a "bang". The coaches who were watching felt that the shot was too hasty, but the score of [-]:[-] made them all shut up.

"This kid has become more confident." Coach Lin looked at An Lan thoughtfully.

"Didn't you say that you want to find out the kid's faults and let him have a good self-doubt in this practice match?" Ye Yun's coach asked back with a smile.

"If you can't stand him, you have good psychological adjustment ability." Coach Lin spread his hands.

"You care so much about An Lan, do you want to pry him into Guanshanhai?" Ye Yun's coach asked again.

Lin Huai'en frowned when he heard this: "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have invited you to the practice match. It looks like you want to fight me?"

Ye Yun's coach is an omega with a refined temperament. He squinted his eyes and smiled: "Everyone wants to take good youngsters."

"Get out of here. My side is the first to see."

"You said that in the finals, if your players say 'I want to win the championship first', they will be able to win the championship?"

"Eh? If you really rob me, you will be my refusal account."

"Is this threatening someone with a breakup?"

Lin Huai'en replied with a rogue face: "Yes, I'm just threatening people with breaking up friendship."

"Then let's break up now."

"..."

The preliminaries are over, and the rankings are out.

For the time being, Xu Xingran is ranked first, Gu Liyu is second, Xiao Chen and Ye Yun are next, and to everyone's surprise, An Lan is ranked fifth.

Obviously, when the thirty slow targets ended, he was only second to last.

At this time, An Lan was sitting on the side holding the gun, with her head lowered and her face pressed against her gun, as if she had fallen asleep.

But others knew that he wanted to maintain his state without being disturbed by the outside world.

Ye Yun's teammate Liu Qingyang came to his side and said half-jokingly: "Have you seen our club's group? I started buying stocks again."

"Oh really? Who will win if they buy?" Ye Yun didn't take out his phone, but asked Liu Qingyang with a smile.

"Xu Xingran is currently the most popular, followed by you, and then Gu Liyu. In fact, Xiao Chen also played very well today, but he has just recovered from his shoulder injury, and everyone is not very optimistic about him." Liu Qingyang replied.

Ye Yun then slowly screwed on the cap of the mineral water: "Why is no one betting on An Lan?"

Liu Qingyang paused for a moment, only to realize that since the end of the slow target, An Lan has scored above the tenth ring in almost every shot, allowing him to catch up from the penultimate to the No.5.The gap between him and Ye Yun is only [-] rings.

Liu Qingyang did some calculations, and the average score of An Lan's [-] fast targets was actually [-], while Ye Yun was only [-].

At that moment, Liu Qingyang fell silent.

"A truly smart person knows who his opponent is now." Ye Yun raised his chin.

Liu Qingyang followed Ye Yun's line of sight and found that although Xu Xingran was sitting on the sidelines talking to Coach Lin, he kept looking at An Lan who was resting with his knees in his arms.

As for Xiao Chen, although he was leaning back on the back of his chair like the emperor, his gaze was also on An Lan.

The 10-minute break was about to end, and when An Lan stood up, even Gu Liyu turned sideways and looked over.

Liu Qingyang thought to himself, this An Lan has received a lot of attention.

Coach Lin reminded everyone, "Please take your seats, the last ten rounds of the final round are about to start."

The final position is ranked according to the results of the preliminaries.An Lan, who was originally on the far side, moved closer to the middle position.

Beside him is Ye Yun.

When Xiao Nan walked past Xiao Chen's position, Xiao Chen smiled lightly: "The wild dogs are stronger than the domestic dogs."

Xiao Nan's eyes widened, and he pulled Xiao Chen past him: "What did you say?"

"I said, wild dogs are stronger than domestic dogs. Is there any problem?" Xiao Chen asked lazily, his thin eyelids raised, with mocking buffs.

"Who do you call a domestic dog?" Xiao Nan was so angry that his teeth were chattering.

"In what I said just now, did you say who is a domestic dog?" Xiao Chen still had a lazy expression, but he looked at Xiao Nan with a kind of coolness in his eyes, as if in Xiao Chen's eyes, Xiao Nan really Not counting as a person.

"You..." Xiao Nan was about to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"I'll say it again, all contestants take their places." Coach Lin's voice dropped an octave, and the warning was quite obvious.

Xiao Nan's coach also frowned, and said coldly: "Xiao Nan, don't let anyone affect your game. The practice match is the same!"

Xiao Nan turned his head unwillingly and went to his place.

Finally, the final game is about to begin.

An Lan focused on his target with all his heart. Even the rumored Ye Yun beside him failed to attract his attention. His expression was very serious. The referee standing behind him looked at his back and felt that this young man The players are very stable.

"Okay." An Lan said coldly.

This means the referee can set the target.

Every shot from this moment has a fatal effect on the final result.

The so-called "one thought of heaven, one thought of hell" is nothing more than this.

Ye Yun next to him had already finished this round of shooting, and looked sideways at An Lan.

If the usual An Lan is a boy with a youthful look, then An Lan who moves with the target with a gun in his hand is like a sharp knife that is slowly unsheathed, with a compelling cold light, Ye Yun's eyes subconsciously followed An Lan's figure , until the moment he pulled the trigger, it seemed that the restrained throat could finally breathe.

10.4, the same score as Ye Yun's first shot.

An Lan exhaled slowly, and quickly entered the next round of posture adjustment.

Without any pheromones, or even the explosive power of muscle tension, Ye Yun could feel a reassuring aura around An Lan.

It doesn't have the overwhelming impact, it doesn't have the madness of weeds, and it doesn't even have any smell. This kind of power has nothing to do with pheromones, but Ye Yun just thinks that this guy is so fucking handsome.

After five shots, the ranking changed again. Xu Xingran was still in first place, but Xiao Chen returned to second place, Gu Liyu was third, and An Lan and Ye Yun, who were ranked fifth, were only [-] rings behind. .

As for Xiao Nan, he was a little impatient. He originally wanted to overtake An Lan, but unexpectedly, An Lan was biting Ye Yun. Could this guy still overtake Ye Yun?

Several referees standing behind looked at each other and made eye contact, because although this was only a practice match, it was obvious that the top three players were competing too clearly.The rings between each other are very tight. Fortunately, this is a fast target, and it will all be over in less than 5 minutes. Otherwise, if they stay like this, several of their referees may have a myocardial infarction.

The sixth shot started, and Xu Xingran, who was always gentle and polite, showed a trace of murderous look from the back of holding the gun. The target had only gone one-third of the way before he fired.But this shot was not in a hurry, because it scored the highest number of rings in the game - [-] rings.

Even Coach Lin paused, and whispered, "This is the first time I've seen Xu Xingran be so serious."