Vol 2 Chapter 630: Tarachet's Fear

To be a sharpshooter, at the very least, it takes a long time of hard work, coupled with very good talents, with these two points, it is possible to become a top player.
This is basically common sense that everyone agrees on.
But now the appearance of Xiao Ran directly refreshes the three views of everyone.
Why say ‘again’?
Countless people think of this guy from the beginning of e-sports, then transferred to the marathon, and then skating, swimming, basketball, these completely unrelated items, Xiao Ran has achieved the ultimate.
That's right, it's the ultimate, as long as the project he involves, it is two words, champion.
"Oh my god, he's not blind. When did this guy learn to shoot?"
"I don't know, shouldn't he be a basketball player?"
Countless people were mad by Xiao Ran's performance.
In the eyes of most people, Xiao Ran came here for a shooting game, which is probably more symbolic than practical. After all, he is the basketball superstar in the hearts of the people of the Rice Kingdom.
Now that the NBA is in the offseason, it is normal to come here to do activities.
But things are a normal thing, but this performance is too abnormal.
"Xiao Ran ..." Tallachere put down her rifle, and her face now had a very tangled expression with some unexplainable fear in it.
Xiao Ran was looking at the target at this time. He just saw the shot personally. The points he spent were correct, but this was not enough. After all, the ninth and tenth rings looked like only one ring apart , But it ’s actually quite different.
This link represents the difference between excellent and extreme.
Hearing that Tarachet called himself, Xiao Ran turned his head and said with a smile; "I'm sorry, I just fired on your target."
Xiao Ran thought that Tarachet had asked him to shoot at her target.
"It's okay, the game hasn't started yet, it won't cause me any trouble." Tarachet still had that tangled expression.
She looked at Xiao Ran, and she seemed to have something to say, but she couldn't explain it.
"Are you okay?" Xiao Ran asked in confusion.
When asked by Tarachel, her face turned red immediately. This was a shy girl.
"Well, you should have no intention of participating in the shooting professional game." It seemed to have a lot of courage, Tarachel said with gritted teeth.
After talking about her little face even more red, like a red apple, a tempting one.
Xiao Ran didn't expect that Tara Sher would ask such words. His original purpose was indeed to participate in the New York University Games. As for other things, he really hadn't thought about it.
It was Feng Ping who brought him here. Otherwise, he might not even participate in this competition.
However, according to Tarasier, Xiao Ran's mind also figured it out.
Now that the NBA is out of the offseason, he doesn't have to follow the game. This is a fairly long vacation. For ordinary athletes, even now they need to exercise every day to ensure their physical condition.
But Xiao Ran didn't need exercise, he needed milk ... no, he needed worship value.
In such a long vacation, it seems that playing with shooting is also a good choice.
Not to mention, harvesting worship values ​​is probably no faster than shooting.
"Tara Sher, thank you for reminding me that I will participate in professional competitions." Xiao Ran said to Tara Sher very sincerely.
Seems to show his sincerity, he also walked in front of Taraschel and shook hands with this shy little girl.
Tara Sher is a fan of Xiao Ran. This is not wrong. In most cases, if his idol is willing to shake hands with himself, it will be a great happiness for the fans.
It is also very common for the hand being held to not wash for ten or eight days.
But from Xiao Ran to the front of Tarachel, until he shook his hands, Tarachel was in a stagnant state.
"I ... my reminder?" Tarachel looked at her hands and looked at Xiao Ran's back, she murmured.
Xiao Ran's hearing was very good. He naturally heard Taraschel's words, and he turned around and smiled; "Yes, I wouldn't have remembered this matter without your reminder, Taraschel, thank you."
"I want to die." Tarachet finally awoke from the stagnation.
She turned around and looked around, then slammed her own rifle.
It's Xiao Ran's turn this time. What's wrong with this girl?
Is it the reason for being too excited, Xiao Ran laments in his heart, as an idol, he will never be able to shake hands with the fans.
If you look at this, you're crazy again.
Where does Xiao Ran know that Tara Sher is not because of a handshake at all. She first asked this way to determine whether Xiao Ran would participate in the professional league.
This is not a reminder, but to let Xiao Ran not come in and blend in. You know, she is the champion, but if Xiao Ran comes in, everything will be difficult to say.
What she never expected was that Xiao Ran had never thought of it. After such a reminder, she really wanted to enter the professional circle.
"I'm a sinner in the shooting profession." Tarascher has realized what he has done.
This approach is equivalent to a group of lambs actively inviting the wolf into their house.
To sum up in two simple words is to die.
"Xiao Ran, you really want to enter the shooting profession?" Gardner finally couldn't help asking.
The shock that Xiao Ran brought to him was too much ~ EbookFREE.me ~ People in the distance may not hear him and Tarachel, but he heard it completely.
"Well, Miss Tarachet has invited me, and I naturally want to go." Xiao Ran nodded.
"Where did I invite you, which word invited you?" Taracher sighed in her heart, and then drew her head on the rifle again.
"This is a good thing, I am looking forward to your performance in the professional arena." Gardner gave a thumbs up, the man in front of him made him look forward to it.
"Rest assured, I won't let you down, of course, I won't let Miss Tallachere disappoint." Xiao Ran said seriously.
Tarahill; "I choose to die."
Xiao Ran actually noticed Taraschel's difference, of course, not only him, but even Gardner.
How can a normal person fight with a rifle in his head, but Gardner is completely optimistic, anyway, this matter has nothing to do with him. 8)