Third shot, score of 2.
"Alright, Coach. I'm completely familiar with the thirty-meter target now. Continuing wouldn't be a challenge. Personally, I'm more looking forward to the ten-meter target. It's a worthy opponent," Bai Bufan said.
Damn it, keep shooting the thirty-meter target. Who knows if after five shots, my total score would even exceed Lin Li's single shot!
Coach Shi: "…Okay."
Tough talk.
After switching to the ten-meter target, the performance naturally improved a lot. The first shot scored seven, the second shot eight.
After completing five shots, it was now time for Bai Bufan's most feared part—leaving the room to face Lin Li.
Watching Bai Bufan turn around and leave the room, Lin Li, who had been waiting for a long time, smiled.
"Bufan, do you know what's useful about being born as me?"
"Wait a sec—"
"Talent, of course!"
"Bufan, do you know what to look for when making tea?"
"Shut up!"
"Find some teaware yourself."
