"Be more professional, I'm not gay!"

Of course, Coach Sheng could guess what Lei Huina was thinking, and she also felt a little red in her face.

m "Neither me!"

Coach Gong looked even more innocent.

"You guys play! I don't care about you anymore!"

The female supervisor in the indoor field was thin-skinned and could not stand the awkward atmosphere, so she left.

"hey-hey!"

Coach Gong looked at Coach Sheng and gave a thumbs up.

Is this probably a teasing? Or a teasing?

"Continue, continue!"

Although he was not the guest he received, this incredible missed aroused the interest of Coach Sheng, and he began to continue to explore again.

The empty gun pulled the trigger for a long time, tried three magazines, and handed it to Gong Qing again. He continued to be touched by Coach Sheng for a long time, and finally stopped.

"How is the situation?"

Coach Gong frowned when he saw his colleague.

"There are a little different muscle structure, and maybe there are tendons."

Coach Sheng, who was once a sniper, finally revealed his judgment.

"Different? Where is the difference?"

Li Bai was a little confused. He stretched out his arms and responded flexibly, which was no different from a normal person!

Coach Sheng looked up and down at Li Bai and asked, "This situation may be caused by innate or acquired things. I wonder what job you are doing now?"

"Doctor, outpatient doctor!"

Li Bai's doctor's identity is not a secret, and it is impossible to tell others.

"That's it!"

Coach Sheng nodded, tapped several positions on Li Bai's arms and shoulders, and then said: "The muscles in these positions are different from Lao Gong's. They should always be caused by sitting writing or reading. They are not developing well and lack exercise the day after tomorrow. When pulling the trigger and resisting the recoil, they will become unstable. Perhaps this is not the main reason, but it will definitely have an impact. As long as there are enough factors, it will not be surprising that it will be missed repeatedly."

"So that's the case, it's really complicated!"

Coach Gong suddenly realized that he was a sniper, so Lao Sheng knew a lot.

"Is that true? But I don't feel any different!"

Li Bai swung his fist, and a loud bang in the air immediately sounded, which scared the two coaches and looked at each other.

The punches are still full of sound, so where does it look like muscle dysplasia? I'm afraid it can only be seen in martial arts novels?

"No action is caused by the stretching and contracting of a muscle. It is the joint effect of the muscle group. Some release explosive power, some perform restraint and control, and some inhibit and protect. The functions are different. I guess you just involved in the shè strike action and have shortcomings. Under normal circumstances, there will be no impact, but in some special movements, there will be instability, especially shè strikes, which require stability and inhibition."

Coach Sheng gestured the difference between holding a pen or book and holding a gun.

Li Bai did not expect that it was because he had read too much and his original innate defects that caused the terrible shock to hit the head.

From elementary school to master's degree, more than ten years of reading and writing will definitely have an impact.

Coach Gong touched his head and nodded and said, "No wonder the scholar rebelled for ten years. He was used to holding a pen, but he couldn't carry a sword or gun. Those who were used to touching a sword or gun, so it would be unaccustomed to coming back to get a pen!"

Coach Sheng smiled and said, "Whether it is a soft pen or a hard pen, once you use it too much, some people will have pen cocoons on the side of the front end of the middle finger. Such hands are only suitable for being writers, but not snipers. If you hold too much gun, there will also be gun cocoons. These cocoons are spontaneous adaptability changes and cannot be formed in a day or two."

The devil Li blinked and his posture was rising. The sniper and writer were really related to the hands?

"Aren't there always people who are both civil and military? They can write and lift sniper rifles."

Coach Gong thinks of the celebrities who are both civil and military in history, and it seems that he is not affected by these things.

"With more population, there are always a few geniuses. Think about how many are both civil and military, but not many of them. Everyone has flaws, but most of them are not so obvious, just like allergic constitution, fear of heights, motion sickness, sense of space, reaction speed, and color identification, there are too many of them."

Coach Sheng shrugged his shoulders, looked at Li Bai again, and said, "If you want to practice a gun, you must solve this problem first, otherwise..."

He shook his head again.

I guess I don’t know how much ammunition will be wasted in vain to exercise the gun feeling, to be precise, by the corresponding muscles.

This is not about half the effort with twice the effort, but about 100% of the effort, but only one point is used to make it practical, which is a waste of effort.

"Do you practice muscles?"

This time it was Li Bai's turn to frown. Although it seemed simple, it was not easy to do it.

"Looking for a fitness coach, practice for a year first, and then looking for a gun feel will be better. Remember those muscles and find ways to stimulate their exercise more. Muscles, as long as they are supplied with protein, exercise more, they will become more developed."

Coach Sheng spread his hands out, and there were obvious gun cocoons on his right hand, and there were also those on his right hand, but it was not so obvious.

"Let's go in two ways! Mr. Li just signed up for a year of shè training. I'll arrange the coach. There are experts in this area in the club."

As Li Bai's one-on-one strike coach, Gong Qing took a lot of money and proposed a package of solutions. As long as he improves his level of strike, he will be his credit.

"No, I have an acquaintance!"

Li Bai was also a little sad, gained and lost, and got a master's degree, but lost the gun. It was so fucking.

When I was a child, I didn’t know so many things. At that time, they were all 7.62mm caliber and had too much recoil. He only fired the first time in the second year of junior high school.

No matter how young you are, you can't do it. A half-aged child takes 81 bars or 56. A single shot flies, bullets fly forward, and a child flies backward. If you are not lucky, you may be hit by a rebel gun and hit the bones.

mmmp!

Who knew that those small pieces of muscle tissue would develop poorly, and it doesn’t matter when they are not used. When they really need to be used, they will be able to drag their feet.

Li Bai did not register for fitness courses at the Blu-ray Outdoor Club, so he drove back to the city.

"Doctor Li, you are such a rare guest."

Miao Anan, the front desk girl at Yongling Martial Arts Fitness Hall, immediately became energetic when she saw Li Bai.

"Good afternoon! An An!"

Li Bai nodded at her.

"I will notify you now, Mr. Jiang, and Sister Wei!"

Miao Anan was about to dial the internal number, but saw Li Bai shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I'm here to exercise."

"ah!"

Miao Anan widened her eyes.

This is not the first time Dr. Li Bai has come to Yongling, but he has never been here to exercise. It seems that there is no need, right?

Even those who practiced well could not resist Dr. Li's finger snap.

Seeing the surprised expression of the girl at the front desk, Li Bai smiled helplessly: "It's true that I need a professional muscle coach."

As he said that, he took out a golden membership card, which was given to him by Xiao Wei.

"You are really joking. What membership card do you need? You can use the equipment at will. I will arrange the best coach for you immediately. Everyone is acquaintances, so why are you polite?"
Chapter completed!