Chapter 155: Sandbag

"You've got a good idea, so let's try your gun tricks first. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

After Wang Jian said a word, he practiced marksmanship with the boy.

Under this practice, Wang Jian really found out as he expected, this boy's move was the same as he imagined, it was a not a powerful move plan at all.

"I've seen your marksmanship. After Wang Jian paused, he said his own analysis to the boy who was looking at Wang Jian a little excited.

The other party was still thinking about listening to Wang Jian's praise, but Wang Jian shook his head.

"Your marksmanship and talent, I feel that it is not easy to get ahead, let alone a genius, if this continues, it is unlikely to get the first place in your class, if you want to continue to become a marksman, then there are only two ways, either go to another school, or ask a strong marksmanship master to teach you. ā€

Wang Jian's words made the boy's face change again and again.

However, this was said by Wang Jian, and the other party worships Wang Jian, and he will not think that what Wang Jian said is wrong.

"That's right, this kid just doesn't believe this, and always said that you have only become a strong man since the third year of high school, and he can also create miracles, I told him, your strength is definitely not simply obtained, he still doesn't believe it, now that you have told him, he should believe it now." ā€

When the middle-aged man saw Wang Jian say this to his son, he immediately spoke out angrily.

Of course, even if he doesn't feel the possibility of becoming a genius for his son now, he will not miss the opportunity in front of him. Even if his son becomes a genius existence, he is happy.

In fact, Wang Jian's previous meaning was very simple, that is, to change to a school to learn guns, or invite a marksman to teach his son, but now this middle-aged man understands that in this Tianhe City, when it comes to gunmanship, Wang Jian, a genius young man in front of him who is not very old but has a great reputation, is definitely the best candidate.

Other people may laugh at him, but he is one of the few people who has seen Wang Jian and Director Chen fight with his own eyes, and he understood at that time that Wang Jian's marksmanship is definitely the best in Tianhe City, especially when it comes to fighting over the ranks, it is completely a terrible degree, if Wang Jian can teach his son, even if he keeps a hand, it is definitely much better than going to any marksmanship school, or hiring a teacher with average marksmanship.

"In this way, I will teach him a certain foundation first, see how he has developed in the past few days, if it is in time for me to go to college, I will teach him the next level of things, everything depends on him. ā€

After Wang Jian pondered for a while, he said so.

"Thank you. When the boy heard Wang Jian say this, his eyes lit up, you must know that this is the words of one of his idols, he naturally believes it, and in fact, this boy said that he wants to become a top genius like Wang Jian, but in fact, he doesn't think that he can surpass his idol in his heart, just say that.

Now this idol is willing to teach himself in person, this is already his dream fulfilled, and he can go to Wang Jian's fan base to brag about it.

Wang Jian really taught this boy a little foundation, the other party's talent is really too poor, Wang Jian thinks that even if he teaches the other party to ascend dragon marksmanship, he will definitely not be like his sister Wang Lin, who can learn it quickly, and even whether the other party can learn it in this life is a doubt.

Of course, Wang Jian would not easily teach Shenglong to shoot him, and even he thought that in this life, except for his sister Wang Lin, other people, he would never teach Shenglong to shoot him.

And the boy's name, Wang Jian also knew, his name was Song Dalong.

Wang Jian taught each other several times, and almost every time Song Dalong heard Wang Jian say extremely advanced marksmanship theory, he looked at Wang Jian and had a deeper feeling of admiration, you must know that the teacher in his school was also a strong man in the quenching period of marksmanship, but now he heard that Wang Jian's strength seemed to be stronger than that teacher.

This student had never heard his father mention the battle with Director Chen before Wang Jian, if he had heard it, of course he would suddenly have realized that Wang Jian could fight against a high-level in Tianhe City, and the teacher in his school could not be compared with Wang Jian.

Now Wang Jian won't say anything about himself, but for this boy, after teaching some basics, he ended today's martial arts performance.

"Huh. Xiao Lin, what's wrong with you, who made you angry. ā€

When he returned home, Wang Jian saw that there was no light on at home, knowing that it was night.

The little sister Wang Lin sat on the sofa with her knees hugged angrily, sulking with her little mouth alone.

"Brother, don't worry about me, just teach your apprentice yourself. ā€

Wang Lin drank a little angrily.

"I see. After all, it was my brother, and my sister shouted like this, Wang Jian suddenly understood that the little guy was jealous.

Wang Jian came to the edge of the sofa, but Wang Lin shrank to the side, looking like he didn't talk to Wang Jian at all.

"Fool, I have a reason for this. Wang Jian shook his head, pulled his sister's shoulder, then touched her little head, and then said with a sigh.

"You know, I'm about to choose a school, and I'm going to go to another place, and you won't go with me, so now I'm going to have some interpersonal relationships in the Xinhe community, and when I'm gone, you also have some people to take care of, after all, the people I invited can't take good care of you, the people in the Xinhe community are either rich or expensive, you have their care, and I'm also at ease, do you say that my brother really wants to teach others? Not at all. ā€

"Really?" Wang Lin listened to her brother's words, and suddenly her little face rose, it turned out that she had tears streaming down her eyes and was crying like a little flower cat.

Seeing his sister's appearance, Wang Jian's heart hurt for no reason, in fact, Wang Lin was not such a willful girl, but recently she felt that Wang Jian was about to leave, and her mood has always been a little weird, and she was unwilling to leave Wang Jian.

Now her performance is of course a kind of silent coquettishness.

"Silly sister, of course I'm true, and I only taught you one person in the Shenglong shooting, then Song Dalong doesn't have your talent to learn the Shenglong shooting at all, it just so happens that he has learned, and there will be a person who will accompany you to practice in the future, you use him as a sandbag and beat him hard. ā€

"Poof! sandbag. After all, Wang Lin was still a little girl, and after listening to her brother's joke, she quickly smiled with relief.

And just as Wang Jian thought, Wang Lin's mood was completely better after the second day.