"Yes, add a wechat, or the mobile phone number penguin will do!"

"What's the matter? Train!"

Before Ning Tiantian refused, the president directly came over and scolded those boys. He pulled her aside and asked, "sister, what's the relationship between you and Li Yanmo?"

He has been thinking about this problem from yesterday to now. If it wasn't for her, it is estimated that he would not have let Li Yanmo come here to teach if it was not for her.

"I..."

When Ning Tiantian heard his question, she immediately understood that it was all ink brother's credit that she was able to enter the shooting club. Just when she wanted to explain her relationship with Li Yanmo, she felt her arm pulled.

Ning Tiantian didn't have time to turn her head and look at the people behind her, she heard the cold and familiar voice from the top of her head.

"What do you want to know, why don't I tell you?" Not salty sound, but listen to the scalp numbness.

Just now, the director of the society did not dare to take back the words

"Brother ink, why are you here?" Ning Tiantian looks up and looks at him. After all, this is the shooting club of high school.

But soon she thought of Zhou Xiaoyang's words before, and she was surprised, "are you the one who came to teach us to shoot?"

"Well, not too stupid." He looked down at her.

"Is it true that Xuechang Li came to teach us to shoot?" Zhou Xiaoyang and other students were shocked when they heard this.

As long as it is a little concerned about the shooting industry, all know that Li Yanmo's talent is how against the weather, winning the prize is soft, even the national team has already thrown an olive branch to him.

"Of course The president immediately patted his chest, as if to say, I am very good!

"Have you finished the nonsense?" Li Yanmo was impatient to speak on one side.

"Done, done." Just now, the president who was elated just now, just like Sun Tzu, shut his mouth and said, "we can start the class."

Li Yanmo nodded his head and picked up an air gun to tell us some key points of shooting.

Compared with Zhou Xiaoyang and other students, Ning Tiantian blinked her eyes. She only felt that she knew every word of his words, but she couldn't understand them together.

After a while, she was bored lying on the table looking at the sky outside.

"Sweetie, come here." Seeing her in a daze, Li Yan Mo's expression suddenly became cold.

"Do, what?" Ning Tiantian quickly turned her head from the window side, while she got up from the position and looked at him suspiciously.

"I think you listened very seriously, so I decided to teach you in person."

Ning Tiantian's face suddenly became indescribable. Did she listen carefully?

Brother ink's eyes can't be blind!?

So she came to Li Yan's face under the envious eyes of a crowd.

Li Yanmo put the air gun in her hand again, "hold it well."

"Oh." Ning Tiantian quickly grasped it.

Then, Li Yanmo walked behind her, raised a hand and held her small hand holding the gun tightly. His broad chest was close to her back.

This posture is equivalent to the disguised encircling her in the arms.

"Aim the gun at the target." He said, slightly lowering his head, in her ear.