I don’t want my youth campus life to be a Shura!

After saying that, she stood up and walked away from the practice field in her black silk stockings.

Su Cheng watched her back disappear from his sight before he retracted his gaze and picked up the teacup in front of him again.

in the afternoon

Physical education

Su Cheng asked for leave. After all, if he didn't bring a pillow to the physical training, he was afraid that he would not be able to control his excitement, so he had to ask for leave.

He was sitting in a shady place, thinking about what happened in the club at noon today, and Ji Qingyi's beautiful and delicate face appeared in his mind.

"What are you thinking?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded beside him, startling Su Cheng.

He turned his head to look to the side, and saw Li Guanqi, who was wearing a physical fitness suit, sitting next to him. She was holding a bottle of water in her hand and looking at him expressionlessly.

Because of physical education class, her hairstyle is a single ponytail.

"Nothing, just thinking about the game."

Su Cheng came back to his senses, curled his lips slightly, and replied with an ambiguous sentence.

"Oh."

Li Guanqi said this and handed the mineral water in his hand to Su Cheng.

Su Cheng took it without hesitation, unscrewed the lid, and gulped down a few gulps. The cold liquid slid down his throat, instantly lowering his body temperature, making Su Cheng couldn't help but sigh softly.

"This... pillow."

After drinking the water, Su Cheng put down the mineral water bottle and said something that was difficult to say.

After all, the pillow belongs to Li Guanqi. He can't just claim it as his own, right?

"You like my smell, don't you?"

Suddenly, Li Guanqi asked a soul-searching question.

During class today, she discovered that Su Cheng was like a pervert, greedily sniffing the fragrance emanating from the pillow. That look really shocked her.

Even the pillow was stuck on Su Cheng's neck all the time, and he lied that his neck was injured. Just now during the physical education class, she saw Su Cheng take off the pillow and move his neck.

No injuries at all.

Moreover, Su Cheng had specifically asked her what shampoo she used.

Su Cheng was stunned when he heard this, and didn't know how to answer for a moment. Finally, he nodded and admitted: "Yes, there is a feeling that makes me feel at ease... Kyudo practice requires meditation."

After hearing this, Li Guanqi was silent for a moment, then stood up from his seat, walked to Su Cheng, bent down and looked down at her, then stood up again, took off the black hairband on his head with both hands, and said in a calm tone: "Stretch out your hand."

After she took off the black headband, her hair instantly fell down, hanging softly on her shoulders. A unique fragrance wafted into Su Cheng's nose, making him intoxicated.

"Oh."

Su Cheng was confused for a moment, but still stretched out his hand obediently. As a result, Li Guanqi put the black headband on his head on his wrist.

Su Cheng was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses. He raised his head and looked at Li Guanqi.

Li Guanqi reached out and took the pillow off his neck, then used one hand to lift the hair on his forehead and put it behind his ears. His movements were gentle, and his eyes were full of pampering. He said, "The pillow is inconvenient, but this is enough for the smell."

Her tone was like coaxing a child.

Su Cheng glanced at her, said nothing, and just looked at her quietly.

However, I was thinking, what should I do without a pillow?

Li Guanqi also looked at Su Cheng, their eyes met, and no one spoke.

"After the game, I want to invite you to my house."

After a while, Li Guanqi suddenly asked, his voice was very soft but revealed his seriousness.

Su Cheng was stunned when he heard this. He did not expect Li Guanqi to invite him. What he said at home before could be understood as a courtesy, but today he really invited him to be his guest.

"Don't be so hasty to refuse. Please think about it. You can reply to me through a message on your mobile phone."

"I see. I'll think about it."

Su Cheng thought for a while and said.

Hearing Su Cheng say this, Li Guanqi nodded slightly, then bent down to pick up the half-drunk bottle of mineral water that Su Cheng had drunk, and finally turned around and left with the pillow in his arms, saying, "See you tomorrow."

"Well, see you tomorrow."

Su Cheng looked at her receding back. Just when he thought he had lost his ability to watch chess and was about to get excited again, he was surprised to find that he could also smell the familiar elegant fragrance from his wrist...

Chapter 141 Same Style Headband

in the afternoon

Su Cheng looked at the black hairband on his wrist and finally took it off.

Looking at the black hoop, which was 0.6 cm thick and about 5 cm in diameter, on the palm of his hand, he fell into deep thought.

He wondered why the headband gave off such a strong scent.

Although this is worn on Li Guanqi's head, the smell is indeed very strong, but it is not that heavy.

Just like a sachet, it emits fragrance continuously.

So he put it to his nose and sniffed it. The strong smell made him feel that Li Guanqi was right next to him.

"That's very strange."

Su Cheng shook his head, unable to figure it out, then pulled the black hairband and put it on his right wrist. He raised his hand and put him away, but the elegant scent still lingered around him.

"Is there a secret hidden in the headband?"

"Dingling bell~"

Suddenly, the physical education class ended and the bell rang suddenly, breaking Su Cheng's meditation. Unable to figure it out, Su Cheng could only put the matter aside for the time being.

Since he didn't change into his physical training clothes, he went straight to the nearby dojo, where he was going to change his clothes and start practicing.

He was the first one to arrive at the dojo this afternoon, so the entire dojo was empty. He walked to the changing room, changed into his Kyudo uniform, and then walked to Ji Qingyi's practice ground.

Ji Qingyi was not at home today, so he needed to open the door himself with the key. However, when he was about to open the door with the key, he found someone inside the door, so he pushed the door open and walked out.

But I found two tall and slender figures. One of them was grinding ink with a teapot in front of the desk, and the other was washing tea sets with skillful movements.

Both of them were wearing black ladies' butler uniforms, which were straight, serious and solemn, and there was no expression on their pretty faces. When they saw him come in, they looked at him deeply, and then continued to do their work in a serious manner.

Su Cheng felt a little regretful, as he thought Liu Qingyue would be among them.

But unfortunately, he didn't recognize any of them, but he didn't feel confused.

After all, Ji Qingyi's status is definitely the ceiling level in this world. If he does everything by himself, wouldn't it be too uncool?

After thinking about it, he took a step forward and practiced with the bow and arrow on his own, preparing to practice the posture first and then practice archery.

A few minutes later, the two deacons left quietly, but Su Cheng was still concentrating on practicing and didn't notice anything.

A few minutes later, Ji Qingyi pushed open the door and walked in slowly. Every step she took seemed extremely graceful, and her every move revealed her elegance, as if she was a fairy from Guanghan Palace descending to earth.

Her eyes fell on Su Cheng, and she found that Su Cheng could still concentrate on practicing without a pillow. There was a hint of inquiry in her eyes.

"President."

At this time, Su Cheng also noticed that Ji Qingyi had come. He immediately put down the bow and arrow in his hand and greeted him respectfully.

Ji Qingyi looked at Su Cheng and asked calmly, "How did you do that?"

"Changed equipment."

Su Cheng raised his hand and revealed a black headband. His smiling face startled Ji Qingyi. Then she looked at it carefully with a surprised look. Then she raised her wrist. On her wrist was a headband similar to the one on Su Cheng's wrist, with the same color, size and thickness.

The same street stall goods, 50 cents each.

This headband was purchased from a roadside stall the first time she went out alone.

This was very meaningful to her since it was the product of her first decision in her life.

"Your friends care about you."

Ji Qingyi withdrew his gaze and said lightly.

"I think so."

Su Cheng smiled without commenting.

Ji Qingyi didn't say anything more. She turned and walked towards the desk, intending to sit there and continue reading. Seeing this, Su Cheng continued to practice, practicing the postures.

After practicing for a while, he started archery again.

"Clap~"

The sound of an arrow hitting the target was heard. Ji Qingyi raised his head and looked at the arrow in his hand that was once again pulled into a full moon shape. He couldn't help but ask, "Archery is not about training muscles. You don't have to use all your strength when pulling the bow."

Su Cheng immediately put down the bow in his hand upon hearing this, and Ji Qingyi also put down the book in his hand, walked in front of him, looked at him and said: "Draw the bow."

"Yes."

Su Cheng immediately did as he was told. Ji Qingyi held his arm and groped forward inch by inch.

Smelling the same elegant fragrance coming from Ji Qingyi's body, and his arms being rubbed by her, he felt itchy and numb, and he couldn't help but want to retract his arms, but Ji Qingyi held them tighter.

"Don't move."

Ji Qingyi frowned and said in a cold voice.

Su Cheng immediately became obedient after hearing that. Ji Qingyi looked at him and then let go of his hand.

“The muscles of the shoulders and arms should be relaxed, as if they were spectators. Only when you have achieved this can you be considered to have completed the initial conditions and made drawing the bow and releasing the arrow spiritual.”

"Um."

Su Cheng responded, and then began to draw the bow and aim.

"Pa~"

"Whoo~"

An arrow was shot and hit the bull's eye. Because he held his breath when aiming, he finally relaxed and gasped for air.

"Do you know why you're panting?"

Ji Qingyi stared at Su Cheng for a moment and said lightly.

Su Cheng heard this and immediately shook his head.

"The harder you try to focus, the less you can control your breathing, so you gasp for air because you can't breathe properly."

Ji Qingyi said calmly.

“So how can I improve?”

Su Cheng asked hurriedly when he heard this.

This tiny detail will definitely be noticed by the referee.

"It's simple. Just focus on your breathing and you will feel yourself surrounded by an impenetrable silence. Nothing in the outside world can shake you."

Ji Qingyi continued: "When you achieve this, you will not be distracted by the presence of spectators. You can achieve spiritualization. Only in this way can you be considered to have a glimmer of potential to become a champion."

After saying this, Ji Qingyi turned and left, continuing to look down at the book in his hand.

After listening to what Ji Qingyi said, Su Cheng thought about it carefully.

No matter how well he practices, it will be a different matter when he is on the field. He will have to deal with noisy environments and countless camera flashes, and even psychological pressure will ensue. All kinds of emotions will arise in his heart. Will he be able to maintain his archery skills and etiquette?

As he thought about it, he became a little worried.

He looked around, so he asked, "President, can anyone else do this?"

Ji Qingyi looked away from the book and looked at Su Cheng and said, "This is the most basic thing."

Su Cheng looked at Ji Qingyi after hearing this, his eyes pondered for a moment, then he nodded: "I understand."

Ji Qingyi nodded, then began to read the book in her hand again.

Chapter 142 Cornelia's Bad Mood

After an afternoon of practice, although he continued to focus on his breathing, he knew that focusing on his breathing training in the silent dojo would not have any substantial effect.