Du Ming arrived at the shooting range the next day as agreed, and Jin Ling'er was already waiting eagerly at the entrance for him. Seeing Du Ming arrive, she was eager to try and ready to enter the shooting range to shoot.

  Du Ming followed Jin Ling into the shooting range, Jin Ling chose a suitable target, raised her gun, took aim, and then turned to ask Du Ming, "How is it? Do you have any aiming tips?"

  Du Ming smiled, "Most of your posture is still quite professional, so I won't teach you from scratch. Your aiming posture is also roughly correct, so I won't correct it too much. Now the main thing is to practice holding the gun first. Come on, now do the standard action."

  Jin Ling'er froze for a moment, made the standard gun-holding gesture, and habitually looked forward from the scope. Du Ming suddenly said, "Alright, now hold this pose, don't move."

  "Ah?" Jin Ling was stunned, "How long will this last?"

  Du Mingchong smiled mysteriously and said, "Hold on until you can't hold on anymore."

  Jin Ling initially stood still with her gun, maintaining a standard posture, but she gradually became more and more exhausted, unable to hold on any longer.

  Time passed and Jin Ling's muscles were all stiff, she looked at Du Ming for help, but unexpectedly Du Ming was humming a song while looking at the sky.

  Jin Ling's arms were trembling, and she couldn't help but lower them slightly, staring at the sky as if completely ignoring Jin Ling. Du Ming suddenly spoke up, "Watch your arm, lift it flat, how did you let it fall?"

  Jin Ling bit her teeth and raised her hands flat again, with the muzzle pointing at the target in front of her.

  However, Jinling soon couldn't take it anymore, her whole body was trembling, feeling that she couldn't hold on any longer. She looked at Du Ming thinking that it should be over, but unexpectedly Du Ming whistled and walked away to another place with his hands in his pockets.

  As they walked, Du Ming suddenly turned around and pointed at Jin Ling'er, "Hey, posture! Maintain the standard posture, look at how slouched you are!"

  Jin Ling'er clenched her teeth, straightened up again, and continued to maintain the most standard posture. Although she felt like she couldn't hold on anymore, she still managed to keep her balance with great effort.

  After an unknown period of time, Jin Ling'er felt that she had lost control over the muscles all over her body when Du Ming suddenly said, "Now! Fire!"

  Jin Ling'er was stunned for a moment, and it took half a day to regain control, laboriously firing the gun with a series of loud cracks.

  Ten bullets were fired, Du Ming shouted at the staff to report the target. After reporting the target, it was only 72 points, which was much worse than Jin Ling's usual score.

  Jīn líng ér shè jiāo wán zǐ dàn, jiù shǒu yī sōng bǎ qiāng diào zài le dì shàng, zì jǐ yě pí bèi bù kān de zuò dào le dì shàng.

  Du Ming smiled and rushed to her, saying, "How is it? Feeling tired?"

  "Of course I'm tired! How could I not be? You try it!"

  Du Ming said, "I don't need to try, I've done it many times before, and the duration is much longer than yours. Didn't you say you're not afraid of hardship and willing to listen to my arrangements when practicing shooting? What's wrong, can't hold on till here?"

  "Impossible," Jin Ling said immediately. "Although I'm tired, I can hold on, I must be able to hold on, wait a while and practice what you say!"

  Du Ming smiled, "Wait a bit, wait a bit and continue practicing with the gun, keep your posture standard at all times!"

  "Still practicing this?" Jin Ling'er said with a bitter face, "Didn't you say that my gun-holding posture was not bad and didn't need to be taught separately?"

  Du Ming said, "I said I wouldn't teach you alone, but that doesn't mean you don't need to practice. In your shooting competitions, you only compare accuracy, and before that, the disassembly and calibration of firearms, the speed of holding a gun, I haven't taught you any of these things. Now we're practicing the stability of your gun-holding, if you can't hold the gun steadily, no matter how well you aim, it will be off when you shoot."

  Jin Ling'er listened to him and thought he made sense, so she nodded in agreement.

  Du Ming let Jin Ling rest for a while before urging her to continue holding the gun quickly.

  Jin Ling, this girl has always been very stubborn. Since she said to let Du Ming bring her for training, no matter how bitter or tired she is, she will not give up. She bit her teeth and raised the gun again.

  Du Ming had Jin Ling practice this one move for an entire afternoon, until by the end of it, Jin Ling's two arms were too tired to lift.

  "Are you sure this will be effective?"

  Du Ming said, "If you don't believe me, then don't listen to me."

  "Alright, alright, I believe you, it's just that I'm a bit curious."

  Du Ming said, "For the next half month, you practice this. When you come by yourself, practice like this too. By then, we'll see the effect and you'll know."

  Jin Ling's expression was quite collapsed, but she still nodded in agreement.

  Du Ming drove to send Jin Ling back home, and when she got off the car, he was still smiling at her and said, "You can't slack off yourself, strengthen your practice, and I'll go check on your progress later."

  Jin Ling'er nodded reluctantly and slammed the car door shut, heading home.

  Du Ming was speechless, obviously he was helping her, how could she still have an attitude?

  After that, Du Ming drove back home by himself. As soon as he got on his computer, someone sent him a message. He opened the chat interface and took a look, it was Lu Bingyun.

  Before, Lu Bingyun had left Du Ming's various contact information when she pulled him out for a date, so that she could find him at any time.

  Liu Bingyun sent an expression first, then asked, "Does Ming Ge have time recently?"

  Du Ming twitched the corner of his mouth, "Don't tell me you're going on a blind date again?"

  "No," said Lu Bingyun, "I've been busy filming lately and don't have time for dates."

  Du Ming said, "That's good, but what did you find me for?"

  Lu Bingyun said, "I'm filming, and our company says I haven't been exposed enough lately, so come visit me on set tomorrow."

  Du Ming's mind was full of ellipses, "Investigate the class?"

  Lu Bingyun sent two pitiful expressions again, "Ming Ge, we agreed on it, you just come and take a stroll, play casually."

  Du Ming had no choice but to agree.

  Lu Bingyun was very excited and sent over the address of the crew, reminding her with a sentence, "Come early tomorrow!"

  The next day, Du Ming woke up and had nothing else to do, so he went early to the place where Lu Bingyun said.

  The crew is filming in a mountain forest in the suburbs, possibly for some ancient costume drama, and has set up many sheds.

  Du Ming swaggered into the crew with a big belly, and the security personnel immediately walked over to block him as soon as they saw him. "Hey! What are you doing? We're filming here, no idle people allowed in!"

  Before Du Ming could speak, a voice sounded from behind the man, "This is my friend, let him in."