9.09

Zhou Jun saw that there was a drama here, and added another handful of firewood: "No trouble, no trouble, although it has been in the primary stage of socialism for a long time, it is for the best tomorrow." Sister-in-law is here, why don't we turn over as serfs and sing? โ€

Even Liang Yuqiao was affected by his warm attitude, and said with a slap face: "Senior Jiang is really good to you, I have never seen him so attentive to any girlfriend." In the past, the courtyard flower of the dance academy specially rehearsed a dance for him, and he overslept on the day of the performance and didn't go to see it. Oh yes, Senior Jiang especially likes girls who can dance, does Senior Sister know? โ€

It's really the general aesthetic of His Royal Highness the Prince. "I don't know."

"That's pretty much it." The more Zhou Jun listened, the more wrong he became, afraid that Liang Yuqiao would pull things out and shake out the fact that Jiang Huaiyi's ex-girlfriend could form a ballet troupe, so he hurriedly raised his wrist, "Look, it's only nine twenty." It used to be just right. โ€

This time, Zhou Jun drove directly to an archery club in the city, and he was only ten minutes late.

Zhou Jun got out of the car and took out his bow and arrows from the trunk, and carried it on his back like a primitive hunter who went hunting. Mingsheng wondered how they had managed to hide such a dangerous weapon in their car without being stopped by the ubiquitous security checks.

JAC Yi is light, and walks in the front with his hands in his pockets. Even Mingsheng was half a step slower than him.

There were very few people in the archery hall in the morning, and a group of four people walked in, all of them were outstanding and gained a lot of attention.

Mingsheng said: "You tricked me out early in the morning, just to play this?" โ€

Jiang Huai Yi didn't reply: "Otherwise, I'll go out to play with the two of them?" Can you bear it? โ€

Mingsheng: "I'll change into sportswear if I said it earlier." โ€

"What are you afraid of. It's not an intense exercise. He stopped suddenly, lured Mingsheng to step forward and bumped into him, and then said in a dumb voice, "It won't go away again...... Right? โ€

Mingsheng glanced at him. Small color embryos.

Zhou Jun booked a VIP area, separating the curious eyes of others. The archery champion coach, who was said to be difficult to date, knew them, and shook hands with them as soon as they met: "Where can you bring your girlfriend to play?" He introduced himself to the two ladies again, "My surname is Wu, just call me Coach Wu." โ€

Jiang Huaiyi casually pulled out his hand and shook it, and went to see Ming Sheng.

She was supposed to be here for the first time, and both the equipment and the venue were unfamiliar to her, revealing a sense of alienation when she first arrived. On the contrary, Liang Yuqiao was very excited, and after putting on the protective gear, he came to the two of them and complained coquettishly: "Do you have to wear this finger guard?" It's so uncomfortable to clip......"

Jiang Huaiyi's eyes were blocked by her, and he bent down and said, "Can you wear it?" He flicked the bowstring and said, "That's it, and you'll try it later, because it's so strong that it can cut off your fingers." โ€

Zhou Jun couldn't see him intimidating the little girl so much, so he grabbed Liang Yuqiao's shoulder and comforted him softly, and finally raised his head: "Don't scare people, go find your Sheng." โ€

Jiang Huaiyi whistled and left like a perverted uncle who scared children.

Over there, Coach Wu helped Mingsheng pick out the bow and was already teaching her standard posture.

But as long as you exercise, you can't avoid physical contact when teaching posture. The coach is very experienced, knows how to keep his distance, and the tone of the message is quite straightforward, Mingsheng follows his rhythm while exchanging some basic information with him. On the other hand, Zhou Jun stood behind Liang Yuqiao, leaning against her back to help her adjust her shoulders and standing posture, and he was in love. Here Ming Sheng actually studied very seriously, and he couldn't see him as a living person in his eyes at all.

Zhou Jun is simply mentally retarded, please hire a woolen coach.

Jiang Huai Yi walked up with contempt for Zhou Jun's IQ. Coach Wu has finished teaching the basics and went to the other pair to check the situation. Jiang Huaiyi sat behind Mingsheng, still keeping his hands in his pockets, idly picking thorns: "Don't hold the bow handle so tightly in your hand, the bow handle won't fall off." โ€

Mingsheng turned around: "Then what?" โ€

"Push with the tiger's mouth and thenar muscles."

"The devil knows where the thenar muscle is."

Jiang Huaiyi chuckled: "You can feel the power point." โ€

As soon as the words fell, an arrow burst out of the air, with a thud, hitting the bull's-eye.

There was a sudden silence in the room.

The other three stopped what they were doing and looked up at her. Coach Wu stroked his palm and said, "Miss Ming is very talented." โ€

Talent is hairy. At that moment, if she had a novice who likes to turn around with a bow, the arrow was now in his head.

Mingsheng was very calm and said, "Good luck." โ€

She tried a few more times with her bow, and sure enough, she didn't hit the target.

Jiang Huaiyi sat behind her and watched. This woman didn't know what to do, the first time she got started, except for holding the bow a little harder, her body was very relaxed, her shoulders were not shrugged or stiff, her posture was straight, and her eyes were firm.

If "The Hunger Games" were to be filmed in China, she would be a good fit.

Jiang Huaiyi looked at it for a while, then walked up and asked, "Does it hurt?" โ€

She had a slight problem, the radius gradually rotated outward, and the arm guards did not work when the bowstring hit the arm.

He clasped her wrist when she was relaxed, turned it in, and said, "Didn't the coach tell you just now, buckle in?" โ€

"That's it. Didn't pay attention. โ€

I'm not afraid of death......

Jiang Huaiyi withdrew his arm, and the arm unintentionally rubbed against the undulation of her chest, and both of them noticed it, and their eyes met for a second. Mingsheng raised his eyes, and when he was stunned, he suddenly smiled, with a little provocation: "Do you feel it this time, kid?" โ€

It looks so light and light, it turns out that the hatred is in my heart.

Jiang Huaiyi looked away as if he didn't care, and said abruptly: "Oh, the traceless one." โ€

The mobile phone in Mingsheng's bag rang, she put down her bow and said, "Borrow, take the call." โ€

The phone call came from Fu Gang, and he said very apologetically: "Ah Sheng, I'm sorry, I forgot to say it in the morning, and if there is anything else in the future, I may have to bother you." You remember that this is my personal number, and we will coordinate the time. โ€

"Is there anything else I need to know?"

"There are always situations...... Sun Xiao'e's life is very chaotic, none of her friends are willing to tell the truth, and it is difficult for us to do it. Fu Gang didn't reveal too much, so he only said, "In short, I have to rely on you." โ€

"Don't dare to rely on it." Mingsheng knew that this was not a good question, but he still cautiously tried it, "...... Now got a clue? โ€

Fu Gang was silent for a moment, and it seemed that it was very difficult to speak.

"It's okay, I'll just ask. If it's confidential, I didn't ask. โ€

"No, that's not what it meant." Fu Gang was embarrassed, "People like Sun Xiao'e ...... What the hell is going on, everyone can guess โ–กโ–ก is not far from ten. It is also difficult to catch the murderer, all we can do is try to gather clues. โ€

Mingsheng was silent for a long time, and finally nodded and said, "I understand." โ€

Since she hung up the phone, she has been keeping a straight face, her mind is empty, and she has not touched the bow and arrow again.

Walking into the venue, Liang Yuqiao was sitting on the side drinking water, and Zhou Jun and Jiang Huaiyi set up their own bows and were competing. In order to warm up the atmosphere, Liang Yuqiao screwed on the bottle cap and shouted at them: "Come on!" "I don't know who it's calling for.

Mingsheng walked in, and the elementary school girl smiled brightly: "Senior sister, do you want to drink water?" โ€

The smile was too deliberate, and the twenty-year-old girl smiled at the corners of her eyes with fine lines.

Mingsheng took it and said thank you, but he didn't unscrew it and said, "Don't call me senior sister, I'm not your senior sister." She remembered that she had already said, "Just call me by name." You know my name, right? โ€

Of course she does. But calling her name was too affectionate, and she couldn't shout it.

Liang Yuqiao smiled: "It's better to call it Senior Sister, it's just a title, not necessarily an alumni." Otherwise, I will call you...... Sister-in-law? She covered her mouth and giggled, "It's so ugly." โ€

"That's right. Senior sister doesn't know my name yet, right? My name is Liang Yuqiao. The first time I met with someone, Senior Jiang didn't take the initiative to introduce people, and he didn't dare to talk to his senior sister more. She spoke in a strange tone.

Mingsheng nodded.

That Zhou Jun finished comparing himself with Jiang Huaiyi, and was scolding and walking this way. Zhou Jun walked over, and Liang Yuqiao raised his innocent face and asked, "Is the competition over?" Who wins? โ€

"That's still a question." Zhou Jun scolded all the way, and gently gave her a head, "Is the little girl turning her elbow outward and deliberately burying her brother." โ€

Liang Yuqiao hid with a smile: "I didn't hear what you just said......"

Jiang Huai Yizi slowed down at this time, swaying lately, and glanced at the untouched mineral water bottle in her hand: "Why don't you unscrew it, and ask me to help you twist it?" โ€

Mingsheng said "no", but he kept watching him, and she subconsciously unscrewed the lid.

As soon as he finished screwing it, Jiang Huaiyi reached out and took it directly, and poured a mouthful.

He only wore a V-neck T-shirt with an embroidered hem and a pure white neckline, which made his neck more slender when he was looking up and drinking. The young man's face was suppressed with a triumphant smile, like a white peacock with the screen open.

After Mingsheng finished the phone call, there was a sense of depression in his heart, and he turned his face away with a faint expression.

For no reason, I thought of Sun Xiao'e again.

At that time, she had just found her first job, and Sun Xiao'e was already a very senior foreman in the bar, and seeing that she was young and good-looking, she took good care of her.

On her eighteenth birthday, no one remembers that it was Sun Xiao'e who bought her a hairpin card with her salary.

Very cheesy aesthetic, the dark blue bow is strung with beads, and the bead powder can be wiped off with a hard rub.

She originally wanted to write her a card, but she laughed and told her that she couldn't write her Shengzi, and she always felt that it was a cursive word, and she wrote several blank sheets, so she simply didn't write it, "What kind of friendship do we have, we won't engage in those false things!" โ€

She remembered that she used to call her Ah Sheng.

Jiang Huaiyi was still holding the bottle in his mouth, and his five fingers flickered in front of her eyes: "What are you doing, why are you so distracted." โ€

Ming Sheng came back to his senses, and his eyes were still blank and unfocused.

Not to mention, although this expression is unintentional, it looks quite pitiful.

Jiang Huaiyi thought she was annoyed by the bottle of water, and smiled slightly: "What drink do you like to drink?" Help you buy it. He turned the bottle and said to her, "What a stupid brand of water is served here, it's too bad to drink." โ€

Mingsheng still ignored him.

Jiang Huaiyi finally sensed that something was wrong, and went to pump the mobile phone she was holding in her hand: "What's the matter, it's like this when you answer the phone." Look, who's the phone? โ€

He wanted to take it and look at it, but Mingsheng grabbed it and didn't let go. She felt bored after going back and forth, and suddenly let go, Jiang Huaiyi didn't control the force of pumping, and the mobile phone flew directly behind him.

The silver-white shell passed through the halfway of the eighteen-meter arrow path, and fell to the ground, splitting apart, mixed with many discarded feathered arrows, and scattered.

A loud noise frightened Zhou Jun, who was stunned for a few seconds, and moved his lips: "What are you doing...... So passionate? โ€