Fang Han practiced for four hours and had lunch with everyone.

In the afternoon, Zhou Xiaochai took two girls to go shopping, and Fang Han and Ge Sizhuang discussed at home.

"Good boy, you're making progress very fast!" Ge Sizhuang exclaimed, and Fang Han's strength and speed increased by a fraction.

He was very satisfied with this disciple. Nowadays, young people are arrogant and cannot endure hardships. They can be lazy if they can be lazy. Fang Han is particularly valuable.

"Master, is it still the stalking exercise below?" Fang Han asked while rubbing his sweat.

Ge Sizhuang said: "The Fulong stake is to practice essence, and there are two piles below, the turtle and crane stake and the flying dragon stake, one to practice qi and the other to practice spirit."

"When can I practice?"

"When the Fulong Pile is useless, practice the one below."

"This way..." Fang Han nodded, not in a hurry to practice. This qi is different from the qi of the Paladin.

Ge Sizhuang hung up a towel and said with a smile: "Go to shoot the target?"

Fang Han smiled and said, "I don't know how to use a gun!"

"Have you touched a gun in military training?"

“Canceled.”

"I remember that something happened to the military training two years ago." Ge Sizhuang nodded: "Since last year, the military training of all universities in Haitian City was cancelled, target shooting,... Let's go!"

As soon as Fang Han closed the door, Ge Sizhuang drove the jeep slowly over. Before the car stopped, Fang Han got into the co-pilot neatly and was relaxed and relaxed.

The jeep drove out of the community and went east along Binhai Avenue. Ten minutes later, the jeep entered the barracks with awe-in salutes from the sergeant standing guard on both sides.

The barracks were very wide and lively, and rows of soldiers were training in line, shouting one after another, full of masculinity.

The jeep went east along the boulevard and passed through the training ground. The soldiers inside either climbed over the wall, ran on a single wooden bridge, or crawled around, and rushed to the sky.

Finally, he stopped at a small hill, and Ge Sizhuang turned off the fire: "Get out!"

Fang Han got out of the car and entered the shooting range.

"Let's fight the flat target first, and then enter the mountain after you have mastered it!" Ge Sizhuang took him to a flat and wide area, opposite the straight mountain wall, as if it had been cut by a knife, and a circular target was erected in front of the mountain wall.

Two soldiers came over and saluted: "Battorney General, what gun?"

"Fang Han, which one do you want?" Ge Sizhuang turned his head and asked.

Fang Han smiled and said, "I don't understand, Master is the decision."

"Okay, come to Bayi first!" Ge Sizhuang turned his head and ordered, and the two soldiers quickly brought two rifles and a box of bullets.

Ge Sizhuang lay down to demonstrate and explained the key points. He had a deep understanding of Fang Han's intelligence. He only explained it once and asked him to try it.

Fang Han lay down and fired a box of bullets, and quickly touched the trick.

He felt keen and united with the gun with his heart, looking for the feeling of unity of man and gun, and his shooting became more and more accurate, but he was still a little short of the level of the sharpshooter.

Ge Sizhuang stood up and shot, fast and accurate. After the two of them shot all over a box of bullets, Ge Sizhuang took him to shoot the target.

The living target is walking in a maze, and suddenly a target will jump out somewhere, either a hostage or a bandit. The bandits must be correctly judged and killed in the shortest time.

Fang Han barely calculated the shooting skills accurately, but his judgment was accurate and he responded quickly. He did not let the bandits go or hurt the hostages by mistake. The final result was very good.

Time flew by, and Fang Han felt that it was already evening in the blink of an eye, and the two left the barracks and returned home.

"Fang Han, have you ever thought about joining the army?" Ge Sizhuang asked with a smile while sitting in the co-pilot's seat.

Fang Han drove his jeep and shook his head with a smile.

"What a pity, you have a great shooting talent, plus your martial arts skills, the King of War!"

Fang Han looked ahead and smiled and shook his head.

Ge Sizhuang looked disappointed: "What a pity that you have a superb craft!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "Master, it's a peaceful era now, and there is no place to be used for military service, so let's forget it."

"Hmph, a peaceful era?" Ge Sizhuang snorted: "There has never been peace in this world. The common people are blocked and their ears are blocked, so I don't know!"

Fang Han nodded. The news can only be broadcast after review. If the people don’t want to know, who can know?

"I really won't come to the military camp?" Ge Sizhuang looked at him squintly.

Fang Han shook his head and smiled, "I want to do academics."

"Oh..., okay, with your brain, you can make a fortune in research."

"Master, it's quite interesting to shoot a target."

"Then come here on the weekend!...You kid is talented, practice more, and maybe it will come in handy at critical moments!"

"Thank you, Master!"

"Practice well, don't let your talent down!" Ge Sizhuang shook his head. He was so angry that he was so angry that he was smart and insightful. He could do whatever he did, but he just wanted to be literary but not martial!

The two of them said a few words. When they got home, Zhou Xiaochai and the others had already returned, Chen Na had already left, Ge Miaomiao and Zhou Xiaochai were choosing vegetables while talking.

The two of them came in one after another, Zhou Xiaochai came out and asked Fang Han with a smile how he was shooting the target. Fang Han smiled and said it was very fun.

Ge Miaomiao is very quiet and still shy when facing Fang Han.

After the four of them had supper, Fang Han was leaving. He usually lived here, but today Ge Miaomiao came back, and he didn't want to disturb him, but Ge Sizhuang scolded him and had to stay.

After dinner, he went to Zhou Xiaochai's study to read, practice martial arts an hour later, and went to bed when he was tired of practicing.

The next day, the four of them went to the nearby Mingshan Mountains to have fun. Ge Miaomiao grew up in the capital and found it novelty here.

Ge Miaomiao is quiet, but after all, she is a young woman and is very happy, lively and cheerful, talking and laughing with Fang Han.

Fang Hangang went to college and could communicate with Ge Miaomiao even though there was a generation gap between him, but Ge Sizhuang and Zhou Xiaochai were not good, so they could not be said together.

Later, she kept talking to Fang Han, talking about some interesting stories and troubles in school, and Fang Han was like his brother.

———

On Monday, Fang Han got up in his morning English class. The dream world spoke English, and English almost became his instinct.

When he arrived at Li Tang's dormitory, Wang Ying was doing yoga on the balcony. Song Yuya was not there, and Luo Yanan was about to leave when he saw him coming, frowned and stared at him.

Li Tang was cleaning the dormitory and glanced at him: "Come on a little later and Luo Yanan will leave!"

“Isn’t class going to eight o’clock?”

"Can't it be better to get breakfast?"

Fang Han shook his head and said to Luo Yanan: "Let's go?"

Luo Yanan frowned and said, "You really want to follow me?"

Fang Han nodded.

"Don't make such a fuss!" Luo Yanan disagreed.

Fang Han shook his head.

Li Tang said: "Luo Yanan, please stop talking nonsense, be careful not to make any mistakes!"

Wang Ying came in wearing a tight yoga suit, wearing an outer shirt outside to block the curve: "Fang Han is here, is Luo Yanan going to regret it again? Hurry up, don't let Fang Han wait for a long time!"

"...Okay." Luo Yanan glared at the two women.

The two left the dormitory and walked side by side silently. After a while, Fang Han said, "Luo Yanan, you haven't changed at all!"

"You have changed!" Luo Yanan snorted.

Fang Han sighed: "People are the most vulnerable, they are easily changed by the environment, and they cannot help themselves!"

"What happened to you?" Luo Yanan frowned. She was very sensitive. Fang Han had changed too much, as if another person had changed.

"Nothing." Fang Han shook his head.

The students coming and going were walking in a hurry, and the two walked slowly in the crowd.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it!" Luo Yanan snorted.

Fang Han smiled: "The days of repeating the exam are boring, there is nothing to say. Your encouragement and support will help me hold on."

Luo Yanan was silent and could feel Fang Han's loneliness, and his heart was sore and complicated.

She sighed, "Do you hate me?"

"What do you think?" Fang Han said: "But no matter what, this kindness will always be rewarded!"

"This is the distinction between love and hate, right?" Luo Yanan was angry. It turned out that he was a favor, but she was self-indulgent. She sneered: "It's really hard for you!"

Fang Han shook his head and sighed: "What can I do?"

Luo Yanan said: "It is better to forget each other than to support each other. Why come and see me again!"

Fang Han nodded slowly: "That's true. After this matter is over, I will not look for you again."

"Very good!" Luo Yanan said lightly.

Fang Han shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The two stopped talking and fell into a cold war.
To be continued...