People are in love, Qingmei is actually a star observer

Chapter 107 It’s up to you tonight
What Tong Ling calls "the place where you hit the target" is actually the archery hall.

Just saying it from this woman's mouth will always make people think deeply.

Who is Feifei, you ask?Maybe she’s the heroine of the next book
At about 3:[-] in the afternoon, Wang Zihuan and Tong Ling took the program team's car and arrived at the "Love with an Arrow" archery hall not far from the racecourse.

The exterior style of this archery hall is simple and elegant, with a wooden roof and stone walls, which fits the overall architectural style of Xizhou, and it seems to have a large backyard.

After the two of them entered the archery hall, the first thing that caught Wang Zihuan's eyes was a neat row of bow and arrow racks, with a dazzling array of bows and arrows of different materials and styles.

In addition to the traditional recurve bow, which is composed of three parts: wood, horn and tendon, it also includes compound bows and competitive recurve bows equipped with sights, signal pieces, balance rods and other accessories.

In the center of the spacious and bright hall, there is a huge target like a handicraft, with a few giant arrows stuck on it, which looks very domineering.

As soon as Tong Ling and Wang Zihuan stepped into the hall, they were immediately greeted by the service staff. Because the program team had already made arrangements, the service staff took them inside after briefly introducing the situation of the archery hall. .

When they reached the fork in the section, the staff of the archery studio looked at them with a smile and asked: "Are you two going to the international standard indoor area or the Olympic simulation competition area?"

"What's the difference?" Wang Zihuan came to this kind of place for the first time and asked curiously.

The staff of the archery studio didn’t look surprised. Apparently many people had asked this question. He answered in an easy-to-understand way: “The international standard indoor professional archery path, the distance between people and the target surface is 18 meters, and the width is 1.2 meters. Meters. The diameter of the paper is 300 mm. A set of 3 arrows. Twelve arrows make up a game."

"In the Olympic archery competition, there are competition distances of 30 meters, 50 meters, and 70 meters respectively. The archery target is painted with five colored scoring rings. It is composed of white, black, blue, and red from the outside to the inside, and the bullseye is gold. , the golden bull’s eye is called the yellow heart.”

Although the staff member spoke very professionally, in Wang Zihuan's ears, there was only a difference between 18 meters and 70 meters.

"Is there anything closer?" Wang Zihuan asked, "For example, the one within 3 meters."

"." The staff was silent, "Our beginner's practice room is 5 meters wide."

"then go"

"Let's go to the international standard indoor area." Tong Ling hurriedly interrupted Wang Zihuan and gave the answer directly.

It seems that this woman is also good at archery.
Wang Zihuan was not annoyed at being interrupted. He just asked casually. He had a basic version of "Hunting Hit" within three meters, so he must have hit the target with every shot, and it was not interesting to play.The original plan was just to get familiar with the 5-meter one first, and then go to the 18-meter one, but now it’s all done in one step.

The staff of the archery hall quickly brought the two of them to the international standard indoor area A. Area A is very large. There are about 20 targets evenly distributed on the wall covered with arrow nets, and the marking lines are also standard and clear.

Because this archery hall is very famous in Xizhou City, there are many people playing in Area A at the moment.

After the staff prepared all the equipment Tong Ling asked for, they stood not far away to serve them immediately in case they needed it at any time.

Tong Ling probably told Wang Zihuan the basics of archery, and then asked him to give it a try.

Although it was Wang Zihuan's first time at the archery club, he was still very interested in this sport. After all, most men have a natural affinity for weapons.

He followed Tong Ling's instructions, with his feet shoulder-width apart, his body straight, his hand on the bow grip, and he raised the bow in front of him.

"Is that so?" Wang Zihuan looked forward and asked humbly.

Tong Ling glanced at him from top to bottom, nodded and said: "The standing posture is good, but your fingers should be as relaxed as possible, but not too loose, so as not to lose control."

Wang Zihuan did as he was told, "Then?"

"When drawing the bow, the arm should be pulled back and the arms and shoulders should be relaxed, but the elbow should not be too low, otherwise it will affect the accuracy of the shot. When aiming, aim the arrow at the target, focus on the target, and Pay attention to the distance and angle between the arrow and the target. And when releasing the arrow, point the arrow upward.”

Tong Ling spoke for nearly half a minute before finishing all the essentials. Then she looked at Wang Zihuan and asked, "Do you remember it?"

"I've completely forgotten about it." Wang Zihuan smiled awkwardly.

I can still follow the static movements you mentioned at the beginning. But there are so many non-static points that need attention later, who can remember them.

Hearing this, Tong Ling helplessly held her fair forehead, waved her other hand and said, "Let's just go by feeling."

"It should have been like this a long time ago. I just relied on my feeling and the first arrow hit the target." Wang Zihuan felt that his condition was very good, so he boasted.

"You can only believe it. If you hit the target with the first arrow, I will do whatever you want tonight." Tong Ling crossed her arms and curled her lips.

Wang Zihuan looked at her and couldn't help but retorted, "Come on, I'm not interested in dealing with you, but I'm tired of hearing you write bad checks every day."

"You can shoot as much as you want. If you can hit me, Tong Ling, I can take off my head and use it as a ball for you to kick. I keep my word."

Tong Ling didn't show any weakness, because she didn't believe that Wang Zihuan could hit the bull's-eye. This was a distance of 18 meters. If a person who didn't even remember the key points could hit the target for the first time, he would join the national team directly. All right.

"Don't talk nonsense. What's the use of your head? I don't have that kind of hobby." Wang Zihuan said in disgust. He didn't continue to argue with Tong Ling because he didn't believe he could win. He was just blowing. one time.

After speaking, he used his arm to draw the bowstring, stood at the starting line and took aim based on feeling.The sun shone through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, forming a golden halo on Wang Zihuan. Coupled with his "Xichangchanghua" cool dress and the firm look on his face as he drew his bow and aimed, Tong Ling on the side actually looked a little... Crazy.

"Extremely charming but not too girly, my God, why is this man so handsome?" Tong Lingyan exclaimed crazily as her dog attribute came online.

With a "swish", the arrow pierced the air instantly like a bird off its string. Under the sunlight, it looked like a ray of silver light, leaving a beautiful shadow in the sky.

There was a muffled "dong" sound, the arrow sank into the target, and the tail of the arrow kept shaking.

Tong Ling wiped her eyes with her hands and showed a blank expression. She wondered if she had seen it wrong.

Hit the bullseye!

"Really or not, am I hallucinating?" Tong Ling pressed her temple hard and said to herself. She couldn't accept this result at all.

Wang Zihuan on the side was also slightly startled. He shot the arrow based on his feeling, and he expected that it would be good if it didn't miss the target.

In the end, he was really fooled.

"My luck has been a bit overwhelming recently." Wang Zihuan muttered, and then looked at Tong Ling, who was still confused.

This woman's current reaction reminded him of those three classic self-questions.

"Who am I? Where am I? Where am I going?"

"Hey, Miss Tong, is it time to fulfill your promise?" Wang Zihuan wanted to tease this "veteran driver" to see if she dared to redeem a bad check.

"Ah? What promise?" Tong Ling didn't know whether she didn't think of it or was pretending to be stupid.

"That's what you said before." Wang Zihuan said with a wicked smile.

"Which sentence?" Tong Ling pretended to be confused, and Wang Zihuan was sure that the woman was pretending to be stupid.

Wang Zihuan knew clearly in his heart that this woman was indeed a showman. She only dared to talk, but immediately gave up when she really wanted to take action.

He suddenly believed that Tong Ling said that his first kiss was still there.

"Forget it, I'll just pretend I didn't hear it." After confirming, Wang Zihuan was not ready to continue teasing her.

Tong Ling was silent for a short while, and finally stamped her feet, gritted her teeth, and said with a blush on her face: "It's a bit too fast now. Let's wait until we get in touch again and get to know each other better."

"Pfft!" Wang Zihuan, who was drinking water, spurted it out.

No, are you serious?
"What? We have to wait for contact before we can take off the head?" Wang Zihuan calmed down the restlessness in his heart and said.

Suddenly, he felt a murderous aura, a naked and unconcealed murderous aura.

Tong Ling was holding an arrow and looking at him coldly.

Wang Zihuan waved his hands hurriedly and slowly retreated, ready to escape at any time.

"You are still young, so you can't do stupid things." He advised earnestly.

Tong Ling said nothing and silently placed the arrow on her bow.

Upon seeing this, Wang Zihuan said nothing and hid behind a nearby leisure chair. At the same time, he did not forget to shout: "Are you serious? I'm going to call the police."

After a long moment of silence, he stuck his head out to observe, and found Tong Ling covering her mouth and snickering, but she still looked murderous like before.

Yes, I was played by this woman.

Wang Zihuan straightened up and rolled his eyes at Tong Ling, "Really, can you please stop making such scary jokes?"

"Who asked you to tease me like that? Do you know how determined I was to say those words? I still can't get over my anger." After Tong Ling smiled enough, she glared at Wang Zihuan.

After saying that, she raised her hand towards Wang Zihuan again, "Come here."

"What?" Wang Zihuan asked hesitantly. He had not yet completely let down his guard against this woman and stood behind the chair without moving.

Tong Ling didn't force it. Although Wang Zihuan didn't move, she walked over, pressed Wang Zihuan's shoulders, and whispered in a very ambiguous tone: "What I just said is still true, you make my sister happy." Now, sister, let me do whatever you want. Let me tell you secretly, I am also good at yoga."

Wang Zihuan hurriedly pinched his nose. Although this woman was a showman and often drove, he had to admit that her lethality was really great.

(End of this chapter)