readx;?“ The bet is something that Song Baojun and I are willing to do, how can it be called a condom? The eldest lady is really joking. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Liu Peilong was unmoved, waiting for the referee to give instructions.

Liu Xiyue took Song Baojun's hand and said, "There's no need to compete with this kind of liar, let's go." "I just want to get away with it.

If she really wants to leave, Liu Peilong and the others can't stop her, but I'm afraid Song Baojun won't be able to mix in this circle in the future - she escaped from the battle, her reputation has been ruined, how do you want to mix?

Under Liu Xiyue's pull, Song Baojun didn't move at all, and hurriedly said, "Hey, what else do you want to do?"

Song Baojun ignored Sister Liu, and said with a slight smile: "I didn't go to the Provincial University Games last year, so you won the third place, as the so-called no tiger in the mountains, the monkey is called the king." "Liu Xiyue can play tricks, but he can't.

"Then let's try, there's a lot of nonsense!" Liu Peilong got the referee's instructions and opened his bow and arrows.

At this time, Song Baojun completely ignored the noisy Liu Xiyue and watched Liu Peilong's every move with full attention.

He had never been exposed to archery before and was about to learn from his opponent.

Learning without knowledge impartation, just by looking at the appearance of the skin with the naked eye, is very difficult for a person. Just like calligraphy, it is almost a joke to learn a person's inner words just by watching them write. If you ask someone to learn photography, can you just watch someone press the shutter? Obviously, it won't work.

However, the obscene personality's ability to observe and the philosophical personality's ability to analyze is unthinkable.

Through the meticulous observation of the obscene personality, Liu Peilong's movements can be seen everywhere as far as the eye can see. Information about his standing posture, where his fingers are placed, the height of his shoulders and arms, and so on, is transmitted back to the imaginary space, and the philosophical personality analyzes why he does it.

How much is the angle between the hands and shoulders to hold the bow more steadily, how to stand with both legs to better maintain the center of gravity of the whole body, how to tilt the waist to make the bow more accurate, and what posture to use when drawing the bow to make aiming more convenient......

In the expectant gaze of everyone, Liu Peilong shot the second arrow. This time it's the Ten Rings.

The field was almost boiling, and the third place in archery in the Provincial University Games was really not bragging!

It seems that Liu Gongzi not only wants to take the top four-color tea set into his pocket, but also humiliates Song Baojun fiercely.

Liu Gongzi seemed to have the chance to win, relaxed his mind, and shot a seven ring. The three arrows add up to a total of twenty-six rings, and even if all the contestants in front of him shoot the number of rings, they don't add up to more than him.

"This recurve bow is not very easy to use. If it's the 'Golden Servant Aunt' that I'm used to, I will be in charge of every shot, and I won't have to compare the game. Liu Peilong pushed away Mo Aixia, who rushed up and wanted to hug him, put the bow on the table, and said very awesomely.

Many people like to name things they commonly use, and Liu Peilong is no exception, his bow and arrow are called "Golden Servant Aunt".

There's a lot of attention to the name. Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a servant in the country of Lu, who met Chengxian's aunt in Mount Tai and gave him a golden arrow, as long as he shot it, he could shoot people, and he could return to the quiver by himself. Later generations imply that the good arrow is the "golden servant".

Dare to call the bow and arrow a golden servant, because of the extreme confidence in his archery skills.

"Song Baojun, it's your turn. Liu Peilong propped up the table with one hand and put the other hand in his pocket, looking extremely chic.

With a striking Arabic numeral 26 on the scoreboard, almost everyone believes that Song Baojun should abstain and surrender in advance.

Ye Chengqi sat on the sofa in the living room, looking out through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass curtain wall. There is no need to come forward in person, he knows that Liu Xiyue's boyfriend has lost, and let Song Baojun crawl around the swimming pool for a week in full view of everyone, and all the faces are lost, this is only the first step. He still has a lot of plans to continue to destroy the poor worm's self-confidence, so that Liu Xiyue knows that she is her only choice.

The long table tops were lined with twenty recurve bows, ranging from the lowest eighteen pounds to the highest forty-eight pounds, and the largest one weighing a hundred pounds. Yi Congning called a shooting club in the city to send bows and arrows, all models were required, and the other party had to do what he asked, although most of them used bows under 30 pounds.

Liu Peilong took the whiskey handed by Yi Congning and said with a smile: "Do you know how to choose a bow?" No, I can teach you. ”

"If you want to choose, choose the best, everyone on earth knows it. Song Baojun put his hand on the largest and heaviest hundred-pound recurve bow.

The largest arched foot is more than a man tall and is made according to the standard craftsmanship of Olympic competitions, and the whole body is alloyed, and the lines are very smooth and beautiful.

Liu Peilong was almost choked by the wine, and said with a smile: "This kid really doesn't understand anything." ”

The instructor who accompanied the shooting club hurriedly said: "Sir, this bow is a hunting recurve bow in our club's collection, and ordinary people can't pull it, so I suggest that you choose a bow under fifty pounds." "What the coach said is still too conservative, the 100-pound recurve bow is not only something that ordinary people can't pull away, it can be said that most people can't pull it open.

The recurve bow is divided into two uses, competitive and hunting, the competitive bow has a smaller pound and the hunting bow is larger. The bows used by foreign hunting enthusiasts are almost all over 60 pounds, but the eighty pound one is more outrageous, and the 100 pound one is almost the limit, and there are almost no people who can pull it away. The coach also said that it was used in the club's collection, and he didn't have the ability to pull it off himself.

The bow has a range of about 150 meters, and it is said that it can be used to hunt large mammals such as bison, bears, and giraffes.

Song Baojun put on his arm guards, put on his finger guards, and tried the bowstring, but he didn't move at all. The archery instructor was sweating profusely and said, "Sir, let's change the bow, a 100-pound bow shooting a target of 30 meters is equivalent to killing a chicken with a knife." "The subtext is that if you make a fool of yourself because of this, you will definitely be angry with us.

Liu Peilong just shook his legs and sneered disdainfully.

The referee asked, "Sir, are you really sure you want to use this bow?"

Seeing everyone's faces, Liu Xiyue also knew that something was wrong, and persuaded: "Ah Jun, you better change it." ”

"Since it's a detailed order, I'll change it. Song Baojun put down a hundred-pound bow and finally chose a thirty-six-pound bow. The archery instructor and referee breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Stand in front of the line, hold up the bow steadily, put on the arrow, slightly force, pull away steadily, the left hand is like Tuo Taishan, and the right hand is like holding a baby.

Liu Peilong's eyelids jumped, and he sighed, professional, this posture is so professional! It's like he has received more than ten years of professional training in the archery team of the Provincial Sports Commission.

Song Baojun was still enduring the discomfort of his right hand, and the moment he shook hands with Liu Peilong just now, the muscles of the tiger's mouth were bruised, and the finger bones were faintly painful, and he still hasn't recovered.

After the philosophical personality analysis was completed, a more scientific conclusion was obtained, and a bow and arrow posture that was more in line with human mechanics was calculated. Coupled with the degree of control of the violent personality over every cell of the subject's body, the two are perfectly combined to make the most beneficial actions for Song Baojun himself.

Every movement he makes now is to shoot the most accurate arrow. Every muscle of his was mobilized for this movement.

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, Song Baojun's violent personality kept his heart beating at a rate of one hundred and twenty beats per minute, bringing a large amount of oxygen to the muscles around his body. His heart is far from strong and can only rely on a rapid beat to maintain oxygen levels. Doing so will bring some harm to the body, but there is not much to worry about at present.

In this way, it is equivalent to fusing the two personalities of philosophy and violence at the same time, and the ghost energy required is very huge.

Liu Peilong even heard the violent voice of his heart, thinking that this kid was nervous and uncontrollable, and couldn't help but sneer: "Are you good at it......?

Song Baojun couldn't help but shoot an arrow, and the arrow flew out like a meteor, hitting the bull's-eye, ten rings!

The "Xu" in Liu Peilong's mouth has not completely fallen, and everyone in the audience was stunned.

Everyone reacted differently, Mo Aixia and the others were shocked, Ye Chengqi was annoyed, Liu Peilong couldn't believe it, and the archery coach was amazed, Song Baojun's arrow was as classic as a textbook.

Other members of the Wuyi Club thought it was interesting, and at first thought that Liu Gongzi was outstanding, and the competition without suspense was originally nothing fun, but now that a comparable Song Baojun appeared out of thin air, everyone thought it was much more interesting.

The referee gives instructions to score effectively.

"Ye!" Liu Xiyue jumped up, rushed forward and hugged Song Baojun's neck and shouted: "Amazing!

Song Baojun's head was squeezed by her in her plump and soft arms, almost unable to breathe, his mouth and nose were filled with the fragrance of a warm girl, his face felt the touching touch, and he said secretly: Don't stop, don't stop......

Fortunately, Liu Xiyue just let go as soon as she hugged her, and shouted at Liu Peilong: "What else do you have to say now? Climb quickly!"

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that the archery champion of the Provincial University Games once polished my shoes. Song Baojun looked back at Liu Peilong lightly, and learned enough from his previous pretending appearance.

"There are two more arrows, what's the hurry. Liu Peilong almost vomited blood and said coldly.

After Song Baojun got the referee's instructions, he continued to shoot the second arrow, which was the ten rings. The arrow is inserted in the middle of the bull's-eye, which is very eye-catching and dazzling, and it is steady and steady, without a trace of doubt.

The court began to quiet down, and the change in the atmosphere could be clearly felt, and some people thought to themselves: "Fortunately, I didn't make a sarcasm about that kid just now, otherwise I would have been slapped in the face at this time." ”

This time, Liu Xiyue didn't shout, but smiled lightly, looking elegant and calm.

Liu Peilong's face was strange, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Song Baojun continued to draw his bow and arrows, and everyone stared nervously at his fingers, and the final game was obviously going to be decided. According to this kid's surprisingly stable performance, and then shoot ten rings, wouldn't Liu Peilong be a big defeat?

Will the son of Haisheng Company fulfill his promise?

(To be continued.) )

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