It's not because they don't recruit girls, but the shooting club has auditing standards. Most of the girls are reporting the idea of coming to the club to see handsome men. The shooting results are in a mess. It's a ghost to pass.

As time goes by, the girls are afraid and far away from shooting.

"Yes, president. So we should be more flexible with my sister this time. She is beautiful." The student who just came to deliver the form had a smile.

"How beautiful it is, let me see!" The president continued to look down and glanced at the photo, "it's very nice, or the exchange students from a city, but the rules of our shooting club can't be changed. We can audit as much as we can."

Then he was ready to put the form on the table.

But before he could put him on the table, a good-looking hand grabbed it.

"Schoolmaster?" The president's face is not clear, so he stares at Li Yanmo and doesn't understand what he does with the form.

Li Yanmo didn't say a word. He looked down at the application form. His eyes fell on the brilliant ID photo with a smile of Ning Tiantian. He gently stroked his belly and his thin lips rose slightly.

When a arrives, she must be from the city!

The president saw him suddenly smile, which will be even more at a loss, what is this situation? Do they still know each other?

"Did you just say that I would teach the shooting club in high school?" Li Yanmo raised his eyes and looked at him.

"Yes As soon as the president listened to his question, he nodded and asked tentatively, "schoolmaster, did you agree?"

"You leave her here, and I give free lessons to the club." Li Yanmo put the form back in his hand, but the certificate photo was torn down by him and put into the pocket of his white shirt.

"Are you serious?" The president didn't expect the surprise to come so suddenly.

Li Yanmo frowned. "Do you think I'm kidding you?"

"When, of course not!" President quickly took out the club's seal, in front of his face to Ning Tiantian's application form stamped, "well, she's already a member of the shooting club."

"Well." Li Yanmo points his chin and goes out to shoot.

"Society, President Didn't you say that the rules of our shooting club can't be changed? " One side of the students immediately gaped, how now they directly opened the back door.

"Cough!" The president coughed suddenly and said seriously, "then we should change the specific policy according to the actual situation, right?"

“……”

yes, you are the president. You has the final say.

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just after class, Ning Tiantian looks at the Li Yan Mo waiting for her downstairs, and runs downstairs with her schoolbag.

"Brother ink, I joined the club today. Guess which club I joined?" In the night, she raised her head and looked at Li Yanmo.

he Wutong under the plane tree, tiny spots of light fell on his body, ink soft hair on the forehead, eyes deep as hesitant stars, the coat is half open, revealing the clean white shirt, white shirt pocket slightly lifted, loaded with her application for shooting club two inch photos.

"Shooting club." Li Yanmo looked down at her.

"How do you know?" Ning Tiantian's eyes suddenly widened.

"Guess." Li Yanmo spewed out these two words.

"Alas Ning Tiantian sighed again, looked at his eyes and said, "but Zhou Xiaoyang told me that it's very difficult to enter the shooting club and need to assess something, but I've never played shooting, and I'm sure I can't get in by then..."