Yu Baoyin quickly followed Sister Nan’s words and imitated Sister Nan’s position.
"Face your target and stand with your feet shoulder-width apart. Take a step forward with your non dominant foot…"
"Is this okay, Sister Nan?" Yu Baoyin moved her feet.
"A little more, that’s it..."
Nanzhi patiently guided Yu Baoyin until her body posture was on point.
"To aim, align your front sight with the rear sight until the target comes into focus."
Nanzhi turned sharp like a dagger while looking at the dummy.
Drawing a sharp breath, Nanzhi said, "Lastly, pull the trigger." As the last syllable left her mouth, her finger squeezed the trigger and the bullet left the muzzle.
Bang.
A bullet hole appeared in centremost head of the dummy to which Nanzhi effortlessly hit.
Feng Ran was amazed and clapped.
Yu Baoyin also fired after Nanzhi.
But she was startled by the sound and her aim was far off.
The silencer did not entirely erase the sound and some of it made a beginner like Yu Baoyin flinched.
The bullet hit the wall and not the wooden dummy.
"Try again."
Bang.
Still not close enough.
After five minutes, Yu Baoyin still wasn’t able to hit it.
Yu Baoyin was beginning to be discouraged.
Nanzhi had made it look so easy. She thought she would also do well.
"Try it again." Nanzhi said.
Bang.
Nanzhi didn’t give up until Yu Baoyin adjusted to the sound.
At the end, Nanzhi used a little motivation ultimately concluding the two hour-long gun lesson.
"If you still find it hard to aim, you can picture the dummy as something else...." Nanzhi suggested. Her lips curled into an imperceptible arc.
"What makes you angry the most? Imagine and project it to dummy instead."
What makes her angry the most?
A face came to Yu Baoyin’s mind and it blended with the wooden dummy.
In her field of vision, she felt she went to the time she caught her ex-boyfriend and the old witch rolling on the bed.
Everyone except for Lu Nanzhi was startled when they heard Yu Baoyin shouted.
Feng Ran nearly dropped the soda in his hand.
"You stinky two-timing bastard! I’ll blast your balls!"
Bang. Bang. Bang.
Yu Baoyin finally hit the mark.
She regained her senses and when she saw the results, she was overjoyed. "I hit it! I finally hit it! Sister Nan, did you see that? I hit it!"
Feng Ran looked at the position of the bullet hole and sprayed the soda he was drinking. "Shouldn’t you aim for the head, the stomach, and the chest instead?"
"As long as it hits the dummy it’s good. The place where it got hit is considered a vital too. The opponent won’t be able to properly move or response for period of time." Nanzhi said, nodding with approval.
Yu Baoyin smiled and raised her brows towards Feng Ran. Do you have any more to say?
Feng Ran was tongue-tied.
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