Jia Junhao saw from a distance that Gao Xiaowei was the first to walk out of the dormitory building. He smiled and made the first call to Qiao Qing: "Congratulations to Mr. Qiao for still being as clever as before. It was indeed this kid named Gao Xiaowei who opened the door."
"Look at his attitude, he is very proud of himself. Hey, I think this kid is going to be in trouble."
"Speaking of which, how come you and Xiao Fang are always so carefree and carefree about a child?"
He was actually asked to be responsible for keeping track.
Jia Junhao was eleven years old and it was his first time to look for work, but he had not fallen to this level.
When he charged the lowest, a job cost one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand. For a few months he was so poor that he couldn't afford to eat, but he didn't lower the price.
His master told him that he had endured a thousand times the hardships of others since he was a child, and that he could not sell his skills at a low price in the future. He agreed. There were a few times later when he regretted it, but he has persisted to this day.
Obviously no one would hire him for two hundred thousand just to keep an eye on a child. He was really unfamiliar with such a job.
Qiao Qing smiled: "Just think of it as a pastime. By the way, Xiao Fang asked you to give Ah Qing a small gift. You can sneak out later and I will give it to you."
Jia Junhao: "Huh?"
This is strange.
Lou Fang never gave Qiao Qing any gifts.
In fact, Lou Fang himself found it quite strange.
He has a bad memory and rarely remembers anyone, let alone suddenly thinks of someone.
But that day, as an appraiser, he went to appraise some things left before the disaster, including a book box, a bronze mirror, and a rouge box. After the appraisal, they were all genuine. When he came out of that person's house, he suddenly thought Ah Qing.
At that moment of thought, emotions surged over him. He especially wanted to give Ah Qing a lipstick.
It has been many years. Whenever Lou Fang thinks of something to do, he has to do it immediately and race against time.
So I went to Taobai Mall and spent five hours among the countless lipsticks at the counter on the 23rd floor before choosing a true red color.
It's not expensive, just over three hundred.
But Lou Fang thought it was very suitable for Ah Qing.
Mu Qingyun, who was very red, was staring at the instructors with a group of students who were as scared as quails.
A long and slender rope spanned between two tall buildings, and the instructors stared at the students with their stopwatches on.
Not far from the long rope, there are countless targets from near to far, and countless swing targets from low to high.
Standing on the left and right of the target were ten instructors holding bows and arrows.
"Among these targets, there are one-point targets and five-point targets. The swinging targets range from difficult to easy. There are ten-point targets and fifty-point targets. If you can hit the farthest floating target, I will give you a hundred points directly. "
"But let me explain in advance, we instructors will also take action. If you get a dot on your body, three points will be deducted. If you fall off the long rope, your score will be cleared and you will start again."
"Practice time, three days. After three days, you can choose to accept the assessment. Of course, you can also refuse. Refusal will be regarded as failure, and you can pack your bags and be happily sent out of the base by us."
students:"……"
Without practice results, you not only give up a good opportunity to get favored by a prestigious school, but you don't even have the chance to take the college entrance examination.
For a moment, the entire training ground was filled with howls of ghosts and wolves. It was real ghosts and wolves howling. Many girls were so scared that they shed tears. Wang Mengmeng held Mu Qingyun's arm and wiped her arm of sweat, tears, and other things. It was so disgusting. no.
Mu Qingyun had no choice but to hold her aside and recall the instructor's bow-shooting action. He held Wang Mengmeng's hands and taught her: "Don't jump on the iron rope first, start with the easy ones."
Mu Qingyun took Wang Mengmeng's hand and shot out an arrow. With a whoosh - it disappeared into the grass and disappeared.
"..."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
There was loud laughter all around.
The boys laughed and laughed.
"Looking at that posture just now, I thought he was a master, is this it?"
All the girls frowned, feeling extremely embarrassed.
Liu Fang glanced at Mu Qingyun angrily and said to Zhou Han: "It's really embarrassing. Just now, I was talking nonsense, saying that I wanted to show off, and now I'm even more pretentious."
Zhou Han nodded and sighed.
Both of them are from Class 9. Liu Fang is temporarily acting as the literary and art committee member, and Zhou Han is acting as the English class representative.
Taoshi High School formally selects class cadres, usually after the drill. Before that, class cadres are drawn up by the teachers.
Nowadays, these acting class cadres either have a strong sense of presence or their grades are not bad. They have just entered the school. The teacher cannot see their ability and can only choose them based on their grades and impressions. Normally, these first batch are the most popular in the class. figure.
Compared with Liu Fang and Zhou Han, Mu Qingyun is a little transparent. Originally, these two people had no objections to Mu Qingyun. They were not familiar with each other. They had only known each other for a month. It is estimated that they would not know each other if they saw each other in the crowd on the street. Can recognize.
But a while ago, gossip about Mu Qingyun and Zhao Yang suddenly spread around the class. At that time, this gossip was more of a joke, and everyone just laughed at Mu Qingyun a few words.
Whether he is in the first middle school or the thirteenth middle school, it is not unusual for girls to admire Zhao Yang.
However, Mu Qingyun's sense of presence has suddenly skyrocketed recently, and she has become more prominent as soon as she arrives at this training ground. The number of students who admire her, like her, and look up to her has increased sharply, and there are also many who see her as unhappy.
This person and this matter are basically the same. If you are in the limelight, some people will be happy to follow you, while others will belittle you and hold grudges.
Mu Qingyun attracted people's attention before because he always did what others couldn't do. Most people looked at him with contempt. This time, he just made a high-profile statement and turned around to shoot the arrow, but it turned out like this. , the contrast is so big, it naturally gives others a good opportunity to laugh at her.
In the blink of an eye, there were noises and jeers everywhere, and it seemed that the entire base was laughing.
Mu Qingyun turned a blind eye and listened but did not hear.
Wang Mengmeng felt very unhappy in her heart, and instead raised her temper: "Ah Qing, come and teach me, let's practice together. Don't be like some people who laugh at others when they open their mouths, but refuse to look at themselves, and dare to stand there stupidly. Is it not embarrassing to not move, just waiting to hide in the crowd and blend in? It’s really easy to do that, everyone will be in trouble.”
Liu Fang looked at Wang Mengmeng angrily, but she couldn't find her answer. She turned her head in frustration and stopped looking at these people.
Fang Mo also walked up to Wang Mengmeng, holding a bow in her hand.
Zhou Yuan looked around, lowered his head, blushed, and quietly walked over.
No need to say anything, everyone knows what they mean.
Mu Qingyun has been trained by Jia Junhao for some time now. Among other things, she is not 100% proficient in this meditation skill, but is only 60-70% proficient in it. The current noise, confusion and noise cannot affect her.
Holding the bow in one hand and holding the arrow in the other, he shot the arrow out again and again.
Arrows rained down on various targets, but most of them still missed.
At first, some students were laughing and watching the fun, making some mocking remarks, but then they thought about the damn score and suddenly lost interest.
There are people who are doing nothing but idle work, and there are also people who really want to fight for it.
As for a few people who have played archery before, they are very excited. If they can show their faces over other students this time, isn't it a good chance for a famous school?
Mu Qingyun calmed down and adjusted his body bit by bit.
Her arm strength is sufficient, her stability is sufficient, and her eyesight is equally good.
Arrow after arrow and arrow after arrow.
[Archery +0.001+0.001+0.001...]
One after another, Mu Qingyun's arrows landed steadily on the target.
Wang Mengmeng couldn't help but show a little joy on her face: "Ah Qing——"
"What are you so proud of!"
Liu Fang, who was passing by, snorted coldly, "Someone on the boy's side is always hitting the target, but he doesn't say anything."
Wang Mengmeng frowned, looked up, and saw a roar of cheers from the boys.
"Gao Xiaowei, you are so awesome!"
Gao Xiaowei actually hit the farthest floating target with an arrow. For a moment, all the students looked at him in a daze, with a little awe on their faces.
"puff!"
Instructor Li squirted out a mouthful of water.
The other instructors were also stunned and simply watched with binoculars.
After looking at it for a long time, Instructor Li shook his head: "Don't look at it, this person is evil!"
If you read too much, you will doubt your life.
Instructor Li quickly turned his attention to Mu Qingyun and washed his eyes.
Mu Qingyun is gradually gaining momentum at this time, and she is not always on target, but looking at her movements, you can see her progress in a coherent way.
Instructor Li just discovered it and was shocked. Mu Qingyun's arm strength was top-notch, her movements were standard, and there was no trace of distortion. Her dynamic vision must be abnormal. So although she may not be familiar with bows and arrows, she learned quickly.
Watching her shoot arrows is a visual feast and a beautiful enjoyment for people like them.
As for Gao Xiaowei, you can't look at it, it will easily upset you.
His arms lacked strength and it took a lot of effort to draw the bow. The arrows he shot were weak and weak. Anyone who knew this business would find it annoying just to take a quick look at him. However, an arrow like this could hit the target.
"Ah, it hurts."
Instructor Li felt so uncomfortable that not only his eyes, but also his head hurt.
