After transmigrating into the book, she became the male god's white moonlight.

Chapter 387 Little girl, are you sure you haven't practiced before?
The coach, left standing to the side, watched the two talking as if no one else was around, a hint of embarrassment on his face.

He thought the other party would ask him how to use it, but...

The other person seemed to have even more experience than him.

However, while it may look impressive, the actual hit rate may not be as satisfactory.

Just as I was about to step forward, a series of 'bang bang bang' sounds entered my ears.

The sound was so loud it was almost deafening.

However, for someone who has worked here for a long time, it has become a habit.

He instinctively turned his head, only to see...

The woman holding the simulated real gun gracefully removed her earmuffs; the five bullets in her hand had already been fired in the previous series of shots.

The whole process takes no more than a minute at its fastest.

Seeing this, a hint of regret appeared in the eyes of the instructor with a buzz cut.

The shooting motion looks quite skilled, but... what a pity.

The coach shook his head almost imperceptibly, about to step forward again to say something.

Another series of bangs followed, giving him no chance to react.

The coach who's just there for show: ? ? ?
What the hell?
How come these two finished fighting before he even appeared?

"How is it, little fairy?"

Lan Jing gave a whistle with a roguish air, opened his slightly narrowed eyes, and put down the gun in his hand.

"good."

Lu You nodded, mentally calculating the number of rings he would achieve, and offered her honest comment.

To achieve this score at this age is already quite impressive.

Turning around, he asked the coach with a calm expression, "When will the scores be released?"

The coach, wearing a sleeveless vest, stared blankly for a few seconds at the stunningly beautiful, fair-skinned face before him.

Her pupils flickered, and a faint blush appeared on her face. "I'll be out in a bit."

Seeing the instructor's 'shy' appearance from behind Lu You, Lan Jing's eyes darkened. She crunched the lollipop in her mouth with a 'crunch' and an overwhelming aura of displeasure swept over the instructor.

The coach felt a sudden chill run down his spine, as if he were being watched by something terrifying.

He followed that gaze to its source.

They discovered that he was a boy who was only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Cold sweat began to seep from his palms, and the slight ripples of emotion in his heart vanished instantly.

This child is so young, yet he has such a terrifying gaze.

"Ok."

Just as he finished speaking, a staff member wearing a sun hat hurriedly handed the record sheet to the coach.

The coach unfolded a piece of white paper folded in his palm; words were written on it.

Just one glance and I can't look away.

"you you you……"

The coach's eyes widened as he looked at the ring count written on the white paper, then at the high-value girl in front of him, who would definitely be considered a pretty face in the entertainment industry.

His tongue seemed tied in knots, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Ok?"

Lu You turned to the side, looking at the coach standing in front of her as if he had seen a ghost, her face full of confusion.

She took the white slip of paper with her grades written on it from his hand and glanced at it briefly.

Sure enough, they were all bullseyes, hitting the bullseye every time.

The coach clicked his tongue, blinked dryly, and said, "Young lady, are you sure you've never trained before?"

Ordinary people, including trained soldiers, cannot fire in quick succession without hesitation and hit the bullseye every time.

Putting aside posture, the recoil of the gun caused by shooting alone can cause angle deviation, which has stumped many people.

(End of this chapter)