After a while, the two of them had already stood at their respective archery positions, and the air seemed to be cut away with the arrows.

The first shot goes hand in hand!

The second shot also hit the heart, and no one was left behind.

Third, fourth, fifth...... The two of them are evenly matched!

Today is also the first time that Mansheng has seen Wen Shanglin shoot arrows, so he didn't pay attention to it, but now he has discovered his archery skills. Looking at Wei Rong again, he didn't expect him to be so powerful. But when I met Wen Shanglin, I really don't know who will win.

The situation became more tense as the number of arrows in the stock decreased.

Finally to the last shot, both of them are currently nine shots.

At the last moment, the target was automatically new, and Wen Shanglin shot the arrow very fast, and it was another hit!

He's now in a 10-game row! Mansheng looked at Wei Rong, he slowly put on the arrow and drew the bow, always leisurely. But in such a situation, Wen Shanglin's preemptive strike was obviously to put pressure on the opponent.

In the shaking spirit, he only heard the sound of the arrow hitting the target, and Liang Jinyang's sigh was in his ears, "It's a pity." ”

Mansheng thought to himself: Did you lose?

She hurriedly looked, at the arrow target in front of her, the arrow clearly fell at the red heart, Liang Jinyang said with a smile, "I also said that I wanted to pull back a game, so I tied it." ”

The two of them actually hit all ten shots, and neither of them won or lost.

"It must have been Mr. Wei who conceded." Wen Shanglin said with a calm smile, as if he was confident.

Wei Rong just smiled.

"How is this possible!" There were people in the hall who were surprised.

Everyone looked over, it was the waiter in the archery hall, and when the end of the game changed the arrow target to check the results, Liang Jinyang asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"All 10 of them hit the same spot!" The waiter replied immediately.

What the? How is this possible!

Everyone was stunned, the waiter had already put all the ten arrows in one place, and the shooting position was so consistent!

Mansheng couldn't believe it, how the hell did he do it?

Wen Shanglin's face was no longer calm, and Liang Jinyang asked, "When did you practice such a hand again?" ”

"If you have nothing to do, just pass the time." Captain Rong echoed.

In such a situation, even Wen Shanglin has to admit, "Mr. Wei won, this game is back." ”

"Mr. Wen agreed." He still laughs unhurriedly.

Liang Jinyang was brilliant now, and he chatted with Wen Shanglin even more happily. Wei Rong stepped aside, put down the arrow bow and picked up the water glass, he suddenly lowered his head and asked, "How was it just now?" ”

Mansheng didn't speak, and quietly gave him a thumbs up.

"Miss Lin, let's have a game too." Liang Jinyang suddenly shouted.

Mansheng immediately got up and echoed, "I'm not going to ...... yet"

"If you don't know how to go to school, if you don't even have the courage to try, how can you still achieve great things?" Wen Shanglin asked with a smile.

Mansheng frowned, "Mr. Wen, I haven't finished what I said just now, I'm not good, but I'm willing to have a game with Miss Liang, as long as Miss Liang doesn't think I'm a novice." ”

When he landed, Wen Shanglin was silent.

"Miss Lin, do you know how to make arrows?" Liang Jinyang asked.

"Mr. Wei taught me just now, I think it's okay." Creeping arrows come forward.

At this moment, the position was reversed, and the two men sat in the chairs behind them and watched. Liang Jinyang was already skilled, and her arrows shot beautifully. But Mansheng's side was too miserable, ten arrows were barely finished, Liang Jinyang had already finished, and none of her arrows were shot on the target.

Wen Shanglin said, "It is said that a famous teacher produces a high apprentice, although Mr. Wei is a famous teacher, but the apprentice lacks qualifications, and it seems that it is still not good." ”

"Luckily, one of them hits, even if it's on the pole of the target." Liang Jinyang smiled.

In the laughter of others, she stood so straight quietly, but the hand behind her back still leaked a trace of trembling, and Wei Rong caught it.

It should have been cracked and scarred.