first-class champion

Duan Mingyu burst into tears and said: "Two hours ago, I went to the toilet. When I came back, Zhao Niang ran to my study and strongly demanded that I do my homework. She said that she would not let her do it, but she would not give her face. After I rejected her with righteous words, she actually forced her to die, saying that she would not let her write, so she bumped her head to death in front of me. After thinking about it, I felt that life was precious. There was only one time, and I had no choice but to agree to her. Who knew... ..."

Duan Mingyu lowered her head, bit her lips and said nothing, her expression was sad and self-satisfied, her eyes were flushed, and after blinking a few times, the tears in her tiger eyes finally fell down as expected Come down, and then... one drop, two, three or four drops of crystal clear tears... coupled with a face full of pain, attracted Wan Yanyan's sympathy, but Yang Zhaoniang's pink and tender face became greener and greener: "Just pretend!" , keep pretending!"

Wan Yanyan sighed: "My lord, you don't need to be like this. This is Zhaoniang's messing around. No wonder you, Zhaoniang, you evil spirit, you just stop and stop, I beg you, sister."

Yang Zhaoniang felt wronged, sniffled, and burst into tears: "You all bully me, dead Mingyu, stinky Mingyu, I will fight with you!" After speaking, she threw Duan Mingyu on her head and threw her arms into his arms. The last bite down.

"Hey, oh, it's so cool, try a little harder, harder, hum, oh, you're a duck!"

"..."

Wan Yanyan coughed: "Okay, stop messing around, both of you are at fault for this matter, drag it on, and at noon tomorrow, you will be executed!"

"what?"

"Yanyan!" Duan Mingyu and Yang Zhaoniang looked at Wan Yanyan in horror.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I made a mistake. At noon tomorrow, each will play [-] boards!" Wan Yanyan said playfully.

"Ahem, can you change the way? This is too violent, Yanyan, you see, we are all civilized people, shouldn't we adopt a more gentle way!" Duan Mingyu asked weakly.Yang Zhaoniang also nodded in agreement with Duan Mingyu.

Wan Yanyan showed a smiling face: "Well, of course." After finishing speaking, her face was completely blank, calm and calm, "From now on, you two will copy the Three Character Classic for me here, and you don't need to copy as much. Just copy fifty articles!"

"What, what are you talking about? Fifty articles!"

"Why aren't you happy? Come on, delay..."

"Stop, who said I'm not happy, I just think this decision is too wise, fifty articles are too few, there is no pressure on this champion!" Duan Mingyu hurriedly stopped Wan Yanyan's words, righteous The way of words.

"Well, it's rare that the young master has such pride, so let's add [-] more articles!" Wan Yanyan said casually.

Duan Mingyu touched her heart, only felt that it was cool, she really wanted to slap herself twice, why am I so owed!

Wan Yanyan looked at Duan Mingyu eating turtles, and smiled sweetly: "Well, well, you can start writing, and I will stay here tonight to watch over you two, and see how you find someone else to write for you!"

Duan Mingyu and Yang Zhaoniang looked at each other, and saw two words in each other's eyes, "Unlucky!"

Duan Mingyu held Yang Zhaoniang's hand tightly: "Zhaoniang, we are both fallen in the world, why should we know each other when we meet again?"

"Well, brother Mingyu, have a good journey!"

Ahem, how did you talk, you girl, not to mention being punished so severely, and being teased by this poor boy, life, you can definitely be more sad!

Duan Mingyu approached the book case slowly at a snail's pace: "Yanyan, can I write again tomorrow?"

"Can't!"

Ever since, Duan Mingyu's speed was slower than that of a snail, as if playing back in slow motion, as the old saying goes, there is no slowest, only slower!

When Duan Mingyu was struggling for the last time, a heavenly voice came to Duan Mingyu's ear, "My lord, Fan Fu invited you to the camp, and said that some crossbow has been made, and I want you to try something new. "Xu Zuye ran in in a panic, without taking a breath.

Duan Mingyu jumped up: "What, you mean the crossbow has been built, hurry up, let's go and have a look."

After finishing speaking, she said triumphantly: "Wang Aiqing, where did you die, please drive back to the camp."

Wang Aiqing jumped down from the eaves above Duan Mingyu's head, and blew a whistle. Many camp members came out of the grass and trees.

Duan Mingyu said awkwardly: "Wang Aiqing, you were outside the eaves just now?"

"Yes, son!"

"So you saw what happened inside just now?"

"I saw it all."

Duan Mingyu chuckled: "Then you saw my sister Zhaoniang just now?"

Wang Aiqing said honestly: "Yes, all the subordinates have seen it, the young master's kung fu of turning black and white... um... high, really high!"

"That's up to you to say, how do you feel about the tearful scene of the number one scholar?" Duan Mingyu asked.

"Young master... shed four or five more tears, the effect will be better."

"...Wang Aiqing's words have benefited the champion a lot. Next time, I will definitely do as much as possible and keep improving." Duan Mingyu said wretchedly.

"What are you talking about? Sneaky?" Wan Yanyan and Yang Zhaoniang came out of the room, looking at them with doubts.

Duan Mingyu said: "It's nothing, just chatting casually, hey, what are you doing out here?"

"We were afraid that you would run away, so we decided to supervise you all the way." Yang Zhaoniang said with her small chest puffed out.

"Okay, let's go, let's go together, I really convinced you." Duan Mingyu muttered, as long as I don't let the number one scholar do homework, you can do anything.

"Hehe, you are here, my lord. Fan has been waiting until the flowers are gone." Fan Fu greeted Duan Mingyu from a long way outside the camp, and said with a smile on his face.

Duan Mingyu cupped his hands: "Master Fan, you don't need to be too polite, let's get down to business first."

"Okay, brothers, bring the guy up to the young master."

Fan Fu yelled at the camp, and immediately there was a chattering voice from the camp.

After a while, under the surprised eyes of Duan Mingyu and everyone else, a huge ballista was carried out by four men.

"Wow"

Duan Mingyu, Wan Yanyan, Yang Zhaoniang, not to mention, even a veteran like Xu Zuye looked surprised.

The bowstring of the ballista is made of spring steel and is tightened with a winch.There is a receiver on the crossbow bed, which can hold seven or eight crossbow arrows and loads automatically, similar to a machine gun in cold weapons.Ballistas mainly use giant crossbows to catapult giant arrows or small stones to attack enemy groups and fortified castles to play a dangerous role.The lethality is amazing, the only downside is that it is too bulky and inconvenient to carry.

Duan Mingyu couldn't put his hands down and touched the ballista, he really had a crossbow in his hand, I have it in the world, hahahaha!

I'm sorry, brothers, I have something to do at home in the past two days, so I only updated one chapter. Well, starting from tomorrow, I will resume three updates on Monday, and two updates on Monday except Monday. In addition, I will leave a book friend group again: 323533270, like it Friends of "No. [-] Champion" can join the group!Well, everyone, tomorrow is Monday, a very important Monday. At the same time, tomorrow will also be recommended on the homepage text, everyone save tickets and flowers for me!Tomorrow, three o'clock, sprint!Today I just want flowers, let's vote!