The cashier girl was so startled by Yao Mingxuan's bold declaration that she almost called the police. She thought some kid had stolen their parents' money to come here for fun. After all, there were quite a few such naughty kids these days.
Miaomiao and her friends were all wearing school uniforms. They didn't look like kids from wealthy families at all. It wasn't until Yao Mingxuan casually brushed the stray hairs from his forehead, revealing his expensive watch, that the cashier girl heaved a sigh of relief.
"Okay, no problem. Everyone, please go over there. Room 5 is your room. Our coach needs to make some preparations first and will come shortly."
"Alright. Please ask the coach to hurry up, sister. We can only play for a maximum of two hours before we have to go home," Yao Mingxuan said politely with a kind smile as he took the room number tag.
"No problem."
Watching Miaomiao and the others enter the entertainment room, the cashier girl fell into deep thought. Sure enough, kids from good families, though a bit aloof, were well - educated in terms of manners and etiquette.
The shooting club had been around for a while. In the early days, to attract customers, the club only charged 200 yuan per adult and 100 yuan for children. Most of the customers were teenagers. Occasionally, there would be some parents bringing their kids to experience the novelty. Some of those naughty kids were incredibly destructive and noisy.
After the kids entered Room 5, they looked around but didn't touch anything randomly.
Since the cashier girl had said they needed professional guidance to play the game, they weren't in a hurry.
Miaomiao sat on a stool, bored. She actually didn't know what shooting was. She just came along because her friends wanted to play. She had almost no interest in it.
About five minutes later, a tall and straight man in a camouflage uniform walked in and casually closed the door. He must be the legendary shooting coach.
"Hello, kids. I'm your shooting coach. I was a sharpshooter in the army!"
The coach looked kind and cheerful. He greeted them with a big smile. His upright appearance made people feel comfortable at first sight.
"Coach, hello. Can we start?"
The coach smiled. Kids usually had little patience, so it was normal for them to be eager.
"Sure. Who wants to go first?"
"Me, me!" Yao Mingxuan raised his hand excitedly. Among the friends, he was the most interested in shooting, so the others voluntarily gave him the first chance.
The coach nodded slightly, walked to the nearby rack, and picked up a pistol. Of course, the shooting club didn't use real guns. The ones on the rack were all BB guns.
The selling point of this shooting club was the simulation experience that was very close to using real guns. Although BB guns were not as powerful as real guns, they were not ordinary toys. Their recoil and explosive power were only a bit weaker than real guns.
Yao Mingxuan took the gun the coach handed him. It felt heavy in his hand. It was clearly a great gun, which made him even more excited.
The coach led Yao Mingxuan to the shooting position, helped him adjust his posture, and held his arm to fire the first shot.
The recoil was no joke. No wonder they needed professional help to play this game. For an adult, it would be okay to stabilize against such recoil. But for these teenagers, such strong recoil could easily make them fall on their butts.
"Keep this posture. You must hold the gun with both hands. The one - handed shooting in TV dramas is all fake. Don't imitate it. You'll easily get hurt. There are fixed and moving bullseye targets, as well as fixed human - shaped targets and moving human - shaped targets. Although they're more difficult, if you feel bored, just tell me and I'll set up other targets for you."
Next, Cheng Ruan and Wei Ziqi took turns to be taught by the coach.
Miaomiao watched intently as her friends learned to shoot seriously.
Her good eyesight allowed her to clearly see the targets in the distance. As it was their first time holding a gun, the three friends weren't very accurate. They could only hit the target once or twice occasionally.
But the more she watched, the more interested Miaomiao became. The pistol in front of her was similar to the sleeve sword she had used before. They were both instant - firing weapons.
The sleeve sword made no sound when it was activated, but its ejection force was weak. Its effective range was far shorter than this pistol. It was more suitable as a short - range hidden weapon.
The pistol in front of her made a loud noise. It had strong ejection and explosive power. After observing, she found that the walls behind the targets were made of thick marble. The BBs fired by her friends were firmly embedded in the marble, which showed that the distance to the targets was not the maximum range of the pistol.
Miaomiao, whose greatest hobby was martial arts, was naturally interested in all kinds of weapons. This powerful weapon that she had never seen before completely caught her attention.
"Kid, it's your turn. Do you want to play?"
After Wei Ziqi's lesson was over, the coach turned to look at Miaomiao, who had been sitting quietly in the corner.
Judging from her appearance, with her baby face and petite figure, Miaomiao looked like a porcelain doll, the kind of young child who should be carefully taken care of. The coach thought Miaomiao was just accompanying her friends and didn't want to participate. He politely asked her.
Miaomiao nodded firmly. The coach was really taken aback. He didn't expect this delicate - looking girl to actually want to play.
The coach specially picked out a lighter and smaller old - fashioned revolver for Miaomiao. This kind of gun had less recoil. Cheng Ruan had used this one too.
Miaomiao curled her lips, indicating that she didn't want to use this kind. She had observed earlier that Cheng Ruan held the gun much more easily than Wei Ziqi and Yao Mingxuan, but the gun Cheng Ruan used was also much less powerful.
She didn't want to play with such a "girly" thing!
"I want to use that one!" Miaomiao pointed at the gun Yao Mingxuan used.
"You want to use the one he used? That might not work. It's more suitable for boys. Boys have more strength. If you can't control it, you might really get hurt," the coach said, scratching his head in embarrassment and persuading her gently.
"No, I just want to use that one. I won't get hurt. I can do it!" Miaomiao shook her head stubbornly. When there was an option, she wasn't going to settle for a less - desirable one.
Wei Ziqi had been paying attention to Miaomiao. Seeing that she seemed to be arguing with the coach, he quickly put down his gun and walked over.