rich husband's young wife

"Miss Bai, you're here!" Yaoyao greeted with a smile when she saw Bai Jia handed over the card. i^

Bai Jia nodded, and Yaoyao had already scanned the card: "Miss Bai, because you didn't make an appointment and you didn't attend the training for a month before, your special service will be terminated as usual. If you want to keep it, you can only start from Starting next time, we didn't do a special clearance for v3-1 today, I hope you will forgive me!"

Bai Jia nodded indifferently: "Okay, it's okay."

Yaoyao entered the time immediately, and then handed her the card: "Then v3-1 field 5, please!"

At that moment, Bai Jia took it and walked towards v1, while Yaoyao told the colleagues around her that she was going to the bathroom, and quickly left the front desk.

"Hi, Sister Qian, I'm Yaoyao from Ogilvy." Yaoyao hid in the bathroom and whispered to Qian Xin: "That Miss Bai came to Ogilvy today... um, yes, finally here... 1 lanes in v5, okay, I'll call Mr. Zhang right away."

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Bai Jia changed her clothes and entered the v1 field with her equipment.

Archery gymnasium is a large gymnasium with three floors plus a basement. The lowest round is the basic field, half of which is fixed target and half is wild target. It is open to basic members to practice. The second and third floors are the senior member area. It is a fixed target, and the third floor is a wild target. The height of the lower two floors is seven meters, and the height of the third floor is 12 meters.

So every time Bai Jia enters the third floor, he can feel the superiority of the upper floor, because looking down from the third floor to the entire platform on the second floor, it will be like looking down from several floors, quite overlooking the public. The feeling of a small mountain.

Today, because there was no special clearing of the field, there were still two people practicing on the entire 12 arrow paths, one head and one tail respectively. She was assigned to the middle 5 arrows, but it didn't matter much.

In fact, she does not reject sharing an archery field with others. After all, archery is enough to have one arrow path. Besides, those who shoot wild targets have some basic skills. They can see how others operate and communicate with each other. The only trouble is the virtual wind speed regulator, which almost requires everyone to cooperate.

Bai Jia didn't choose to enter the arena. He looked at the wind speed belt during warm-up and found that the wind was 2 degrees. The monitor also showed 2m per second, so he thought it was pretty good. After all, the bruises on his wrists disappeared. She also wants to find a feeling from a relaxed start, and she has almost rested this week.

Soon the arrows hit the target in front of her with six red hearts in a row, in exchange for a congratulations screen on the screen above the archery hall. Immediately, people on both sides of the head and tail congratulated her, one extended a thumbs up, and the other shouted Say hello, and everyone continues to practice.

When Bai Jia rested for a while and started the second set of arrows, a tall and handsome man walked in. He was holding a black hunting compound bow Flying Eagle, which looked very similar to the one Mr. Dong gave him. The bow does not have the logo of the archery hall, so it is obviously a self-contained bow.

The man walked to the 7th road, and took out his arrow without paying attention to Bai Jia. Bai Jia had only participated in the competition, so he naturally knew that his name was engraved on the arrow, so when he saw his name on the arrow, he was sure it was a professional. i^

"Hey, poul!" After the man on the tailway played the strings, he immediately greeted this man excitedly, and the man named poul just nodded politely and raised his hand to say hello, and then began to warm up.

Bai Jia didn't pay much attention to it, and raised her hand to start her second round.

Another perfect red heart with six arrows, congratulations appeared on the screen again, and at this moment the man glanced at Bai Jia: "I want to add wind, can you do it?"

Bai Jia nodded: "Yes."

Poul immediately raised his hand to greet the person in Road 1, pointed to the wind speed indicator belt, and made an ok gesture over there. He turned his head again, and the person in the end road walked to the regulator very accommodatingly: "Yes. Several?"

"4 degrees!"

Bai Jia raised her eyebrows, 4 degrees means a wind speed of 4 meters per second, and it is also the wind speed she most often simulates.

As soon as the wind speed changed, the man nodded at her and started shooting.

The posture is standard and graceful. When the arrow goes out, Bai Jia who is standing on the side can feel that he is doing it with ease.

Sure enough, after the six arrows passed, congratulations popped up on the screen, and he glanced lightly, as if he really wanted to see if Bai Jia could do it.

Bai Jia blinked, raised his bow feelingly, and the six arrows swished, all of which were hearts.

When the English words of congratulations popped up on the screen, Poul glanced at her: "Not bad, can I still add it?"

Bai Jia said very modestly: "Let me try!"

"Old Zhao, trouble, 7 degrees!"

The person at the end immediately went to adjust the wind speed, while the person at the head retracted his bow and walked over directly: "Poul is going to show off his skills today? I can only wait and watch!"

Poul smiled, caught three arrows, and smiled at Bai Jia: "Competition, three, I'll go first!"

At that moment, he stepped forward and set his bow and arrows. Not long after, the arrows flew out, three beautiful 10-rings.

"It's your turn!" He looked at Bai Jia with a chuckle, expectant and provocative, Bai Jia pursed his lower lip and raised his bow.

The three arrows are all 10 rings, and there is no flaw at all.

A bright color flashed in the man's eyes: "Old Zhao, 9 degrees."

Bai Jia changed his face when he heard the words.

9 degrees means a wind speed of 9 meters per second. When she shoots this arrow, it can be in the 3rd to 5th circles, which is quite a good result. With her strength, she feels that it is possible to miss the target.

Poul raised his bow, three arrows, one with 8 rings, one with 9 rings, and one with 10 rings.

Such a result is enough to make Bai Jia speechless.

"As long as you can hit an 8th ring, you win." He looked at Bai Jia with a look of arrogance.

Bai Jia originally wanted to surrender, but seeing his arrogance, the words still came to his lips, let me try!

Raising the bow, feeling the strong wind speed, she calculated the degree of deviation. When she let go of the string, the arrow flew out and stuck on the five rings.

This is the best result she expected.

"That's right, come on, I'm looking forward to your eight rings." Poul said on the sidelines, Bai Jia pursed her lower lip, grabbed another arrow, relied on the feeling and judgment of the first one, and took a full 20 seconds to shoot the arrow. Shoot out, 7 rings.

Poul was taken aback for a moment, and then stretched out his hands to applaud: "Not bad!" He looked at Bai Jia as he said, with admiration in his eyes: "Come on, it's only one step away, you should be able to do it!"

His tone is no longer full of pride, but a voice of expectation and encouragement.

Bai Jia took a deep breath and raised his bow again.

30 seconds later, the arrow flew out, and it was a 10-point pressure line. The two people who were looking around at the moment applauded desperately, but Poul stared at the result for several seconds before turning his head to look at her. Looking at her expectantly: "Do you dare to try 11 degrees?"

Bai Jia immediately shook his head.

11 degrees, that's a wind speed of 11 meters per second, which is equivalent to a wind speed of level 7. Although in the field of archery competitions, this wind speed can still be competed, but such things as missing the target are common in international competitions. She is a little girl. A first-year student in the Physical Academy is not arrogant enough to dare to challenge.

"Give it a try, as long as your target doesn't miss the target!" He seemed very excited, and turned to speak to Old Zhao, who went over to adjust with a look of astonishment.

The strong wind speed made Bai Jia feel the whizzing cold, but Poul excitedly picked up the bow and arrow. When he shot a seven-ringed arrow, Bai Jia couldn't help applauding, but he looked forward to seeing Looking at Bai Jia: "You try it!"

Bai Jia bit her lip and picked up the bow again.

It took a full 40 seconds for the arrow to fly out, but unfortunately it missed the target.

As soon as Bai Jia let go of his shoulders, Poul handed over the arrow in his hand: "You're fine, it's just that the judgment was a little off in the first week, adjust it, it will definitely work!"

Seeing Poul looking forward to it, Bai Jia also felt a desire to do it burning in his heart.

Raise the bow again, after 40 seconds, the arrow flew out, three rings.

"You are really great!" Poul immediately applauded: "Are you from the city team?"

Bai Jia smiled and shook his head: "I'm just a first-year student at the Physical Education Institute."

Poul stood there stunned, he looked at Bai Jia with an unbelievable expression, and the two onlookers around him even let out a sound of surprise.

"Hello, my name is Poul, a former national team player, and now a professional league player." He smiled and extended his hand, and Bai Jia reached out to shake him politely, "Bai Jia."

"You are very talented. Are you interested in entering a club, competing in professional leagues, and becoming a professional player?" He spoke excitedly, without any intention of letting go of Bai Jia's hand.

Bai Jia smiled and twitched her hand: "I'm still thinking about it."

Poul smiled embarrassedly: "I have a club and I am also building a team, so I am very excited to see a good seed like you! You are very talented, come on!"

Bai Jia smiled and nodded.

Poul immediately escaped from the bag and handed a business card to Bai Jia: "I hope you will choose a competitive path. If you are interested, please contact me. Of course, if you have any questions about archery, you can also contact me." Consultation, I am happy to answer for a talent like you."

Bai Jia took it with a smile, and glanced at the names on the business card, Zhang Hong, Poul, the president of the Falcon Club, and a professional league player.

She politely put the business card into her bag, and at this time the wind speed regulator was also adjusted back to 7 degrees.

"First graders should focus on 4 degrees, but at your level, you should focus on 7, try 9!" He suggested with a smile on the side, and began to raise his bow to shoot arrows, but Bai Jia did not raise his bow again.

Her hands are just right, and she hasn't practiced for so long, so she doesn't dare to go too far, not to mention trying 9 degrees and 11 degrees just now, which consumes too much strength. At this moment, she feels that there is no need to continue practicing today After all, she promised Teng Ye that he would pay attention to rest, pay attention to the degree of muscle fatigue, and stop foolishly hurting himself.

She silently stored the arrows and restored the pounds. When Poul saw her movements, he smiled: "Have I influenced you?"

"No, I'm almost done, it's time to go back!" She said with a smile.

"Okay, I wish you more progress! Hope to meet you next time!"

Bai Jia nodded and smiled, then walked out of the field with a bow and bag.

After she left, Poul's smile faded a lot, and then his eyebrows frowned.

"Wow, poul, you're so lucky, you picked up a good seed directly, and with a strong general, your women's personal item won't be vacant!" The man in the head smiled and said to him, poul was stunned After a while, then smiled lightly: "That depends on whether he has a competitive heart!"

As he spoke, he raised his bow and aimed his eyes, but he sighed in his heart: Hey, such a good seedling, why did you have to be targeted by that woman Qian Xin?Why, didn't I meet you earlier?And now, for my club, that's only, sorry!

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