Chapter 18: Where Did You Eat?

Wu Rongji glanced at Wu Ling, and couldn't help but reach out and pat his head: "You kid, it's really unaccustomed to such a well-behaved appearance, but the arrogant appearance on the Keju field is a little more cute!" Okay, if you have something, go to the Jiachen room in the East House to find me! ”

"Yes! When I have time, I must go to my brother and ask him to invite me to drink! Wu Ling's treacherous appearance made Wu Rongji smile: "You kid, forget it, I'm too lazy to talk about you!" Let's go! See you later! With that, he waved his hand and walked over to the classroom.

After seeing Wu Rongji leave, Wu Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief, and when she turned around, she happened to see Fan Zhixiang standing not far away, and she couldn't help but be startled: "Brother Fan?!" "Uh, don't look for it again! It was for him just now, so Li Chengxun was angry with himself!

Fan Zhixiang seemed to know what Wu Ling was thinking, and he smiled faintly: "Don't worry, Cheng Xun has such a temper, and it will be fine after a while!" You don't like people touching you, it's better to say it first next time! ”

Facing such a gentle Fan Zhixiang, Wu Ling lowered his head a little depressed: "This guy has been dropped three times by me, and he hasn't remembered it yet, do you think he will remember what I said?" ”

Fan Zhixiang tilted his head and smiled after thinking about it, the smile was as gentle as the bright sunshine in spring: "It doesn't seem to be!" After speaking, he shook his head: "I will talk to Zaiyi and let him pay attention in the future!" He has no malicious intentions, but he is usually a little arrogant, don't worry, he won't be like this in the future. ”

Wu Ling also smiled: "It's me who is too sensitive, I will pay attention to it in the future!" "Yes, in the future, absolutely, absolutely will not let that guy touch her boobs again, otherwise she must touch it back, otherwise wouldn't it be too much of a loss?

Seeing that Wu Ling was fine, Fan Zhixiang said, "Do you want to practice again?" There is still some time before class, and you should be able to learn the basic posture well! If you don't feel at ease, I'll teach you. ”

After looking at Fan Zhixiang, Wu Ling suddenly smiled: "Basically, I think that if you teach Brother Fan, I will feel more secure, otherwise, I really dare not guarantee that next time, I will not beat Brother Liu flat!" ”

Returning to Guande Hall again, Wu Ling found that Liu Zaiyi and Li Chengxun were sitting on the side and talking about something funny, Li Chengxun seemed to have completely forgotten what he was angry about just now, and when he saw Wu Ling coming, he just smiled and waved his hand: "Are you back?" ”

Wu Ling nodded: "Well, I'm back!" You can't run away from here like this again! Please also ask Brother Li for more advice! ”

"Me?!" Li Chengxun looked at Wu Ling with some surprise. Wu Ling nodded: "I really don't know how to shoot with a bow at all, so if Brother Li is willing to teach me, our agreement for that month will be considered Liangqing, okay?" ”

Someone is willing to worship himself as a teacher, Li Chengxun is happy, he waved his hand indifferently: "No, no, you helped me win that game, you should invite you to dinner!" Or, the definition of "Taixue", you can write a copy for me! That way I don't have to take notes in class! "It's not that Li Chengxun is too lazy, but his shorthand ability is not good, those things in today's class, he finally copied Fan Zhixiang's handouts, as for Liu Zaiyi, he simply didn't copy the handouts.

Another one asked himself for a handout, Wu Ling smiled bitterly: "What I said, is it really that good?" ”

"I can testify to this, let alone Dr. Liu, even my father may not be able to say as clearly as Wu Ling." After Fan Zhixiang finished speaking, he handed over the bow and arrow: "Cheng Xun, you teach Wu Ling first, don't stay in class, he doesn't even know how to shoot a bow!" Also, remember, don't ......"

"I know, don't touch his body, do you?" Li Chengxun glanced at Wu Ling: "I said, why are you so sensitive?" ”

Wu Ling took the bow and arrow and posed it according to the posture that Liu Zaiyi had just taught and said, "I used to ...... I've been harassed, so I don't like people touching me very much! I'm sorry! I know you didn't mean that, but physical contact makes me uncomfortable! ”

Li Chengxun was stunned for a moment, and looked at Wu Ling carefully again: "So, you kid deliberately made himself so ugly with makeup?" From this point of view, Wu Ling's facial features are still very exquisite, but the skin looks darker and thicker. Southerners usually have better skin than people in Chang'an, this kid should have made up on purpose, right?

His makeup was seen through by Li Chengxun, Wu Ling smiled awkwardly, were the ancients human spirits? Not wanting to dwell on these issues anymore, Wu Ling once again focused on the bow and arrow, and Li Chengxun reminded: "Feet apart, waist strength, chest ......"

Seeing Li Chengxun instructing Wu Ling, Liu Zaiyi didn't know why, his eyes showed a little panic, he looked down at his hands, and then stretched out his palms to look carefully, in the contact with Wu Ling just now, he felt that Wu Ling's body was unusually soft, and it didn't look like a man's body at all, regardless of whether it was shoulders, arms, back, abdomen, or ...... Chest, all parts of the body. If the people in the south are small and their bodies are relatively weak and slender, they still look very powerful when they are juju. How could such a body ...... For a while, Liu Zaiyi's brain fell into chaos, and his body began to feel uncomfortable......

Although there is Li Chengxun's teaching posture, but because of the weakness of his fingers, Wu Ling's first arrow fell weakly before it reached the target position, I thought it was just a change of posture, but I didn't expect it to be so laborious, Wu Ling picked up the second arrow with some unconvinced.

"You don't think you're going to shoot it!" Fan Zhixiang's voice sounded softly behind him.

Wu Ling looked at Fan Zhixiang a little strangely, not understanding why he said this. Isn't the meaning of archery about shooting hearts?

As if seeing the doubts in Wu Ling's heart, Fan Zhixiang chuckled and said, "You can shoot the worries and anger in your heart with the help of arrows, and you may also shoot the red heart because of this, but this is only a battlefield shot, not a Confucian bow shot." If you think you're going to hit the bow when you're shooting it, you're probably going to get angrier, and you're asking for guilt. So, the first thing you have to do before you get to the target is not to think about anything. ”

Wu Ling was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of the kyudo that was popular in Japan in his previous life. In fact, the skills of bow archery and archery are the same, and they can both be understood as self-cultivation. Although archery is aimed at precision, the stamina and physical strength cultivated in the process of practicing archery are basically the same as those pursued by Japanese kyudo.

After understanding this, Wu Ling smiled and nodded: "I know!" After speaking, she adjusted her posture to the target position again, and after trying to forget the gains and losses in her heart, she slowly pulled the bowstring, but without Li Chengxun's help, her bow was only halfway pulled and she couldn't control the string, and the arrow shot out weakly, causing a sneer behind her: "Are you playing with pitchers?" ”

Wu Ling looked back and saw that it was Chen Ruxing: "Senior brother! ”

Chen Ruxing walked over slowly: "I also said that you will have the strength to shoot arrows when you are full, but now I am thinking, where did you eat all those meals?" ”

"Senior brother!!" Wu Ling, who is ridiculed like this and doesn't lose his temper, is not Wu Ling. She looked at Chen Ruxing dissatisfied: "Then please ask Senior Brother to guide me!" ”

Reaching out and picking up a bow hanging on the side and checking it, Chen Ruxing smiled faintly, his face full of disdain: "Look at it, I'll only demonstrate it once!" Without any hesitation, he directly pulled the string and released the arrow, and the arrow shot out like a ray of light, and with a bang, it hit the red heart, and the whole arrow was submerged in the arrow target, and the tail feathers were even trembling slightly.

Throwing the bow on the table, Chen Ruxing sneered and walked out: "The shoulder that pulls the bow has no strength, the arm that pulls the string is thin, the breathing is unsteady, you can't use your waist strength, and your legs can't support your body, you still want to shoot the red heart?" If you can get on target, you should snicker! ”

Despised and utterly despised ! Wu Ling angrily grabbed the arrow on the table, directly buckled the string, released the arrow, and the arrow swished, which also hit the red heart: "Who said I don't have the strength, who said that my legs can't support my body?" Who says I can't shoot hearts?! ”

It was not only the Meiyu trio who were shocked by Wu Ling's arrow, but Chen Ruxing was also taken aback: "How can you shoot nonsense?!" ”

Wu Ling reacted at this time, she exposed her strength because of her impulsiveness, and she suddenly wanted to beat herself: "I...... I learned it from a servant in my family! He's a Hu man! After speaking, she looked at the Miyu trio: "I'm sorry! Before I came to Chang'an, I was repeatedly warned that I should not use such a shooting method in the academy, otherwise I would be scolded by my husband and laughed at by my classmates...... I ......" Thinking that he was in trouble again, Wu Ling put down his bow and arrows a little depressed and prepared to leave.