“Watch carefully. I will only teach you once. After I have taught you, you can go and teach the other three hundred people. Make sure they understand and urge them to produce results.” Zheng Quchi instructed Liu Chaiji earnestly.
Upon hearing this, Liu Chaiji's thick, dark eyebrows furrowed into a knot. It was as if he were telling a maverick to integrate into the group. He would only complain and feel troubled: "Why should I teach them if I've already learned it? What if they're all dullards? I'm not going to waste my time. General's wife, please find someone else."
Zheng Quchi glanced at him sideways: "Are you sure? If you can teach them all, I will ask His Highness to promote you to the rank of captain and make you a commander of these three hundred soldiers."
The two stood at the front, away from the crowd, and talked about anything without any taboos, even about private appointments.
Upon hearing Zheng Quchi's words, Liu Chaiji's nonchalant expression instantly changed, and his dark pupils lit up.
"really?"
"really."
"We can't lie, okay, it's a deal!"
Why doesn't Liu Chaiji stay in the Duke's mansion as a spoiled brat? Why does he insist on joining the army instead of being a proper young master? It's tough and tiring, and every time he comes to the General's Mansion for training, he gets sunburned and his skin peels off. What is he after?
He just wanted to achieve success and fame through his own abilities, without relying on the protection of the Liu family, but to build his career with his own fists and feet, and then return to the Liu family in triumph, making everyone look at him differently.
Unfortunately, he hadn't been in a good position before and couldn't become a soldier fighting desperately outside. Of course, Old Man Liu would never agree to send him out, so he had no hope of promotion and could only drift through life in the military camp. Now that he had such a rare opportunity to leap several ranks, he had to seize it firmly no matter what.
Zheng Quchi understands people in this transitional age best, because she herself has been through this age group. They all have an innocent and passionate heart, full of fighting spirit, and always feel that they will definitely succeed one day.
Having seen too many gloomy people who surrendered to reality and just drifted along, Zheng Quchi was indeed refreshed when he first saw Liu Chaiji, a passionate young man who thought he was the best in the world and didn't respect anyone.
She knew he had many flaws, and he was undoubtedly unqualified to be a soldier; no leader would like a rebellious troublemaker.
Then he shouldn't be a soldier. She gave him honor and pride, but at the same time, this honor and pride would also make him realize that discipline and control are not easy things. The "bad consequences" he inflicted on others would one day come back to haunt him.
"First, observe her grip on the gun." Zheng Quchi guided his gaze, indicating that she should follow his movements.
Liu Chaiji thought to himself, "Anyone can hold a gun, why do I need to learn it specifically?"
“Study hard. If you can’t learn it, then you can forget about becoming an official for the rest of your life.”
Liu Chaiji was shocked: "..." Does she have to be so cruel? It was just a second's thought, and she cursed the rest of his life.
"I'm serious, don't keep scaring me."
"First, place the gun diagonally in your palm, with your thumb and middle finger gripping the hemp rope around the handle. Move it to the top edge, then naturally bend your index finger and grip the shaft diagonally. Your ring and little fingers should now grip the rope handle. You don't need to question the correctness of this grip; just follow my instructions."
Liu Chaiji said guiltily, "I... I didn't question it."
"I see. It seems you've already learned the most important lesson: trusting those who impart knowledge and expertise to you," Zheng Quchi said with a slight smile.
Liu Chaiji was stunned for a moment, then touched his nose, feeling embarrassed: "Why are you suddenly praising me?"
Zheng Quchi was relaxed one second, but became serious the next: "You can try this grip in a bit. It can increase the throwing radius, making it easier to control the angle of the javelin's release and the stability of its flight. Your previous grip was not only easy to injure your wrists, but also difficult to control."
"oh oh."
"The second step is the running start."
"A running start? I understand. Running a few steps before throwing helps with the power of the arm swing," Liu Chaiji quickly explained, indicating that he wasn't a complete novice.
Zheng Quchi agreed: "That's the idea, but there are also some techniques and summaries involved. Listen to what I have to say."
Liu Chaiji, having gained her approval, immediately nodded happily: "I will definitely listen."
Zheng Quchi smiled and said, "Watch out, the run-up shouldn't be too short or too long. It's best to be around ten meters. If you want to be more specific, it should be eight to twelve steps."
As she explained, she demonstrated: "Place your forefoot on the ground, don't be too tense, keep your body relaxed..."
"After that, take five more steps, step forward actively with your right foot, landing slightly to the right, rotate your right shoulder to the right and begin to draw your gun back..."
Liu Chaiji stared intently, not daring to even swallow, for fear of missing a crucial step.
"As the upper body rotates to face the throwing direction, the throwing arm flips over the shoulder, inside the left shoulder, into a 'fully drawn bow' position. Watch closely, the upper arm leads the forearm in an explosive 'whipping' motion, causing the spear to fly forward. The key is to flick the wrist and fingers at the instant the spear leaves the hand, causing the javelin to rotate clockwise along its longitudinal axis—"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Quchi's spear streaked across the sky like a cold star, shooting straight ahead. Liu Chaiji looked up, his gaze arcing as he watched it go, his heart seemingly gripped by the spear, flying away with it.
"Bang!" The sharp gun tip pierced the bullseye, but it did not stop there. Like a fierce and powerful tiger, it charged and roared all the way.
Wang Feichen was stunned: "We've passed the 100-meter mark."
During a break, the contestants, who were idly watching the lesson, were all startled when they saw this scene. They froze, unable to control their expressions, all looking like they were saying, "Mom, I'm stunned!"
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