Chapter 651: Crew Devil Training

In the end, the Bentley followed the nanny's car all the way, and seeing Xia Bohe get out of the car intact, leaving home in a fairly calm mood, Luo Tianlin frowned slightly in the Bentley.

On the way back to the company, he glanced at the training ground.

"How is the housing condition?"

Chen Xin heard from Ke Youbin before, and reported it again, "It's the same as a university dormitory, with upper and lower bunks for training."

Luo Tianlin frowned.

Can't help but start thinking about whether the little girl can sleep well at night.

Sleeping on the top bunk, is it dangerous to get out of bed at night, what if you step on the air?

"Investigate her roommate and send me the information."

"Say hello to the crew and let her sleep on the lower bunk."

"Choose a room with better soundproofing, and replace the curtains with thicker ones. What time do you turn off the lights, and your roommates go to bed late, making noise, is there anyone to take care of?"

A bunch of questions.

Chen Xin hurriedly wrote it down and hurried to ask.

Xia Bohe, who arrived at the training camp, was also assigned a roommate.

Coincidentally, there were three people in their room, and there happened to be someone she knew, Dong Zhu.

But the training camp started immediately, and they had no time to speak, so they were called to the training ground.

The shooting range is very wide, with a row of shooting tables in the middle, and targets 30 meters away in front of the wall.

The other three sides are white walls and five-star red flags.

The coach is a former male shooting coach in the city who retired this year. He looks very fierce with a Chinese character face, very majestic, and he is a rule when he speaks.

"Since someone invites me, then my request to you is equivalent to that of an athlete!"

"I will not soften my heart!"

"Anyone who doesn't obey the command or who can't complete the training task will be punished by raising my arm!"

He was not angry but arrogant, and when he looked over, the young man didn't dare to speak.

Yang Le had reminded Xia Bohe privately before that the coaches are not vegetarians. Director Zhou Fan invited real coaches, so he had to be careful, otherwise he would be punished like a dog. This is not a joke.

After doing this, Xia Bohe became very serious.

"I'll choose a captain first, the male one is Yang Le."

Yang Le stepped out immediately.

"Girl, it's just you, what's your name?"

Seeing the coach glaring at her, Xia Bohe immediately stared back, imitating Yang Le, "Xia Bohe!"

"Okay, little girl is full of energy, let me see how you perform in training later. If you don't practice well, don't even think about going to bed on time!"

Training is harder than ordinary military training.

The old coach quickly put on a straight face and introduced himself, "My surname is Mei. You can call me Coach Mei, or you can call me inhumane."

Xia Bohe blinked.

"Because when I train, I have no humanity and no emotion."

Yang Le and her looked at each other, with the expression of 'see what I said earlier', and raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"All right."

"If you can shoot now, stand on the left, if you don't know how to shoot, stand on the right."

"Follow me on the left, finish a shot and show me."

"The ones on the right follow behind, line up, stand at attention, watch, and don't make a sound!"

The old coach immediately commanded, with a loud and loud voice!

"Boys come first!"

Yang Le, as the team leader, bears the brunt, and the remaining second male supporting role, Zhong Qiu, is behind...

A minute later, they were directly scolded by the human coach!

"Who taught you to hold a gun like this! Put the gun down! Straighten your arms and practice triangle stance for an hour!"

Yang Le immediately lowered his face.

He had studied with a coach in a surprise attack, and after deciding on the role of the leading actor, he devoted himself to shooting training.

But time was too short, and his previous track and field qualities didn't help much.

In the eyes of professional coaches, the shooting action still cannot stand the scrutiny.

This is inevitable.

"Next."

Zhong Qiu's eyelids twitched.

Coach Mei didn't scold him, but just sneered, "Are you quite accurate? Have you practiced for a long time before?"

The corners of Zhong Qiu's mouth twitched slightly.

"All wrong!"

"It's the same as the previous trash snack, stick me to the corner of the wall and stand in a triangle position, understand?!"

Zhongqiu also learned it.

He even tried his hand at hunting overseas, flying saucers.

But it's completely different from sports.

The former is casual and comfortable, not seeking stability, but wanton stimulation.

The latter requires stable output, raising arms, standing posture, and holding the gun. It is required to be carved out of the same mold, and no deviation is allowed.

As soon as Coach Mei comes, it's true.

"Next!"