Gold Medal Coach

Chapter 111

Chapter 111: Assessment

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At noon on the third day of the national team’s training, the players gathered together in the cafeteria to eat. They saw Ye Qingming’s stunned expression and Lao Lin couldn’t help gloating with a laugh. “What’s the matter? Were you tortured into a dead leaf in the little black room?”

Ye Qingming scratched his messy hair and said with a bitter expression, “Old Chang is too perverted. Sometimes, I wonder if he is a mouse? He is able to enter a hole and hide, making me unable to find him for ten minutes!”

Zhou Yiran smiled at him. “I pity you for one second, no more.”

Ye Qingming: “……”

Pei Feng came over with a plate and happened to hear them chatting. He saw the dark circles under Ye Qingming’s eyes and couldn’t help saying sympathetically, “It seems that Brother Ye’s special training in the little black room isn’t very smooth?”

Ye Qingming rubbed his temples. “I’m okay. I’m just dizzy when going around various maps. Xueyao is the one who is miserable. Old Cui is teaching her to shoot and demanded that she must shoot the 10 ring on a static target and higher than the 7 ring on a moving target. She missed all of them and I saw that she was about to cry when she walked out of the training room last night.”

Pei Feng said seriously, “It is right for Master to be strict. We are players of the national team. Even if we can’t be an all-rounder, we can’t have obvious shortcomings. There is still time to practice now.”

Ye Qingming squinted at Pei Feng. “Are you starting to protect your master? In any case, in your eyes, everything he does is right.”

Pei Feng asked rhetorically, “Brother Ye, do you think Master’s punishment for you is wrong?”

Ye Qingming hurriedly waved his hands in acknowledgment. “I don’t dare, I don’t dare. I am convinced by his punishment. I will never dare say anything!”

They were chatting when Liu Shaozhou came over with a plate. Pei Feng moved to the side and beckoned to him. “Brother Liu, come and sit.”

Liu Shaozhou sat down. Then he turned and asked Pei Feng, “For the shooting training, have you completed level 10?”

Pei Feng smiled. “Yes, I got through last night. Shooting isn’t too difficult. You should’ve passed as well, right?”

“Yes, I also barely passed at midnight last night.”

Hearing this, Old Lin couldn’t help asking, “Are you going to practice the third item today?”

Pei Feng answered, “Yes, I am ready to start practicing the third item in the afternoon.”

Ye Qingming said, “I compared the assessment table sent by Brother Yu in the group. Snipers must pass level 10 of the second and third items while chargers, assaulters and scouts must pass level ten of the first and fourth items. In the case of medics, level eight in each item is considered a pass, right?”

Zhou Yiran nodded. “Yes. However, chargers and assaulters require passing level nine in the marksmanship and reaction training. The difficulty is quite high.”

Lao Lin sighed helplessly. “In any case, this national team must be prepared for hell training. If I do these items every day for the daily training in the future, I feel like I will go crazy.”

At the next table, the newcomers were discussing the training. Everyone felt that their prospects were dark and their brains were too confused these days.

Starting at 2 p.m., the players once again engaged in intense training.

Ye Qingming was locked up in the little black room to continue hide-and-seek with Old Chang. Except for Pei Feng and Liu Shaozhou, who started to practice the third item, most people were practicing the second item, shooting. Some people even went back to practicing the movement of the first item.