Lin Yu'an's learning speed was astonishingly fast, and he quickly mastered Earl's techniques, developing his own shooting style.
At the end of the final training session, Earl handed Lin Yu'an a heavy, long plastic box, which contained a high-powered sniper rifle scope with an adjustable stand!
Earl said lightly, "That old guy Hops doesn't like drilling holes in his artwork, but you need this."
"I've had him reserve an installation interface. You'll have to figure out the calibration yourself. Consider it my graduation gift to you."
"It's a pity you're not an American; your talent is exceptional! Otherwise, I would have definitely recommended you to the US Marine Corps."
"Fortunately, your ambition lies in the wilderness. Remember, don't waste your talent; you're a born sniper!"
Lin Yu'an looked at the scope in his hand and then at Earl's weather-beaten face. The last person who admired him like this was Principal Li, bringing a bit of sadness to his heart.
