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How Many Shots Should She Make?

"No need." Leng Yuanjin stood up, heading for his desk. Shangguan Qingmu watched as he picked up the binoculars from his desk, then moved to the window, saying, "I'll just watch from here." Shangguan Qingmu: "???" Two hundred meters away, the obstacle course. Mo Shu broke the military district's 150-meter obstacle race record with an astounding speed, leading their highest record by a full eight seconds. After everyone was shocked, the scene roared uncontrollably. "Old Hou, you set the record for this 150-meter obstacle race back then, how fast were you running again?" After calming down, a fellow instructor asked Instructor Hou, his eyes focused on Mo Shu, who was slowly walking back. He shook his head and sighed, "She's a prodigy." Instructor Hou didn't respond, his eyes were also focused on Mo Shu. After a moment, Instructor Hou said, "She's not giving her full effort." [Hopefully, you can maintain this calm composure in a few days.] [And hopefully Instructor Hou can too.] Instructo

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