you and the champion are mine

Li Xun didn't know how much shock his three light words would bring to the children's hearts, and he fell asleep within 5 minutes after locking the screen.

And Song Yang was so excited that he almost didn't sleep all night.

My mind wandered in class the next day.

For a while, he was thinking about collecting money to buy bows and arrows, for a while he was thinking about the registration fee, and for a while he was thinking about where to hide the bought bows and arrows. He even secretly took out his mobile phone to see if Li Xun had sent any new messages.

Even the math teacher who had always favored him couldn't stand it, and called his name with an unhappy expression.

Song Yang's grades in cultural subjects are not bad, his best is mathematics, and he can be ranked among the top three in the class. On weekdays, he dozes off and passes a note. The teacher just turns a blind eye and closes his eyes. The first time I was called on the blackboard to answer questions.

The whole class turned to look at his position as if they had heard some terrible news.

Song Yang rubbed the tip of his nose, quickly ran up to the podium, quickly solved the problem, and flew back to his seat.

The question must have been done correctly, but the teacher's two sharp eyes were still locked on Song Yang, and he didn't say a word.

This situation is very common, and everyone has a hunch of what will happen next.

The whole class was silent, and a terrifying atmosphere permeated the classroom.

"Absent in class, and I didn't see you getting full marks in the exam. Don't think that it's great if you can see the grades in the class. Go and see the ranking list of the first class. How far is the top ten from you? You start to be complacent after getting a hundred and four in the exam, right? How many people will you get rid of by one point in the college entrance examination? You have to know it in your heart. Take a long-term view and don't always be self-righteous..."

When the teacher was babbling, Song Yang had only one thought in his mind, that is, don't take your phone, don't.

"Take out the things from the desk." The teacher knocked on his desk.

"..."

As soon as the item was in hand, the teacher became even more angry, like an impassioned warrior, and knocked on the table several times: "Students! You are in your third year of high school! You are in your third year of high school! Someone even brought a mobile phone to class!"

Song Yang's biggest advantage is that he has a good attitude. To him, the confiscation of the mobile phone is like the confiscation of the alarm clock. The only thing he is worried about is whether someone will send him a message from Li Xun.Will you change your mind just because you didn't reply?

His deskmate often got into trouble because he didn't reply to messages in time.

But little girls are definitely different from grown men.He tried to console himself.

After finally surviving until Friday, Song Yang turned on the light to catch up with homework.

The teacher often said that time is wealth, and he must leave wealth to important people.

At four o'clock in the morning, there were still three practice papers left, but his mind was no longer working. He slept briefly for three hours, and then got up to wash.

My parents were not at home, so I left a little cash and a note on the dining table, saying that I was going to visit a relative who was sick and hospitalized and would come back later so that he could finish listening to the newly updated English online class and do one more homework .

Song Yang's father is an associate professor at the University of Economics and Business, and also serves as the main lecturer of the test network, and his mother is the financial director of a pharmaceutical company. The two have strict control over him in terms of education.

In this English class, many questions are interspersed in the middle of the course, and you must answer while listening to the class, and all grades will be retained.

My mother will review it regularly, and the result of the review is related to his pocket money, so he can't just fill in it blindly. Song Yang felt anxious when he heard that.

After ten o'clock, the teacher finally ushered in the concluding remarks. He stuffed the paper into his bag and became a wild dog running free.

When he arrived at the archery gym, Li Xun was explaining how to use bows and arrows to a new client. She was a woman in her thirties, wearing a tight fit, black sports short sleeves, protruding front and back, and her skin was well maintained It's well done, and has the taste of a professional elite.

That woman looked at Li Xun more times than at the target, and everything was beyond words.

However, Li Xun looked very calm, rarely looked up at people, and kept a sullen face, as if all the people who came to class were people who owed him money.

Song Yang stood outside, handing out flyers to passers-by, and glanced inside intentionally or unintentionally.

The woman spotted him first, followed by Li Xun.

For a moment, the eyes of the two met through the window.

Song Yang was shocked.

He saw Li Xun smiling.

It was not a polite smile when passing by, nor a perfunctory smile when chatting, but a tacit smile when you found that the other party would peek at you after a long distance.

Gentle as the wind.

The leaves above the head rustled, as if the sky was applauding.

Song Yang was in a good mood all afternoon.

Li Xun's last class ended at 08:30 in the evening. Song Yang stayed in the staff lounge to do his homework after get off work, and asked the young lady at the front desk to call him at [-]:[-].

He was a little worried that Li Xun would forget this, just like he always forgot to take things when he was in a hurry to get home from school.

But it wasn't as bad as he thought.

Not only did Li Xun not forget the agreement, he also thoughtfully asked him what kind of transportation he took to come, and it would be inconvenient to go back later.

The subway stopped running at 10:30, and there was only less than two hours left, and it was estimated that there would not be many games to play, Song Yang was not telling the truth.

"My house is quite close, and you can take a taxi back. I will go back whenever you go back."

"That's okay," Li Xun asked while pouring water, "Have you played before?"

Song Yang said: "My dad bought me an entry-level recurve bow two years ago. The house is not big enough, so I just go back to the countryside occasionally to play, and I haven't formally learned it."

"Then let me show you the most basic part first." Li Xun walked towards the equipment area with a water bottle in his hands. His steps were big and fast. Song Yang, who was with him, quickened his steps unconsciously.

"Come here and pick one you like." Li Xun put one hand on the glass cabinet and tapped it lightly with his fingertips.

There are also grades of storage cabinets, some with locks and some without glass.

Li Xun's cabinet is locked, and there are various disassembled competitive bows and accessories hanging inside. There are five different colors of arrow handles, and there are many handsome carbon arrows. Song Yang's eyes shined brightly. .

"Can I take whatever I want?"

Li Xun gave a light "hmm" and nodded.

These bows and arrows are definitely not brand new, the brand slogan on the shaft and blades are a little peeled off, but the owner wiped them very clean, especially the metal-colored bow handle, which shines brightly under the light.

Song Yang picked out a pure black one, and it felt much heavier than the one at home when he first started using it.

The commonly used bows are 25 inches. The bow in his hand is specially customized according to Li Xun's height and wingspan. It is 27 inches, and it is a little difficult to pull it up.

The bow handle is made of aluminum, only the handshake part is made of wood, which feels very comfortable in the hand, and the bow limbs are improved, using cross UD carbon fiber.

Of course, these are all popular science by Li Xun.

"The bow has a maple core and a carbon foam core to choose from. The foam core has a softer pull and is not easily affected by the weather. The wood core has strong explosive power and fast speed. I have used both the Titan EX bow riser and the Apocalypse. The Apocalypse's The main technical feature is the tension of the bowstring, which can be adjusted through the rocker slider in the centerline adjustment slot to feel the change of the tension.”

When Li Xun talked about these theoretical knowledge, he could be said to be elated, a bit like a child who just bought a new toy and couldn't wait to share it with his friends.

Song Yang didn't know if Li Xun usually communicated with those female clients in this way. If the other party could really listen, it might be all because of his appearance.

Finally, Li Xun installed the sight, butterfly arrow rest, balance bar, and clicker one by one, and winked.

"Let's go, I'll take you upstairs to experience the feeling."

One took a big step, and the other took a big step.

There was no one on the second floor, it was empty, and even the footsteps echoed. When the two of them were not talking, Song Yang heard Li Xun's slow breathing, like some kind of sleeping animal.

"Standing postures for archery are generally divided into squarestance, openstance, and closestance, that is, side standing, exposed, and concealed."

Song Yang picked up an important point, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes repeated: "Exposed?"

"Yes, revealing." Li Xun said solemnly, "Take off your clothes first."

Song Yang grabbed his collar reflexively, as if he was afraid of being violated: "Why? I have never seen you take off your clothes on the field!"

Li Xun said: "Because I don't use the revealing style, since you clicked it, I will explain it to you."

Song Yang poked his neck: "Then I don't want to be exposed, I choose side standing!"

Li Xun's cheeks moved.

Song Yang was very familiar with this expression, but he couldn't hold back his laughter.

"..." He came to his senses.

Just know!

It must be a joke!

Why didn't I see that this person was serious in class before.

Li Xun took off the protective gear on his body and handed it to him one by one, probably seeing that he couldn't wear it well after thinking about it for a long time, so he put it on for him and explained the different uses of the protective gear.

The leather finger guards carried the temperature of Li Xun's skin, which was hot.

Song Yang peeked calmly, and found an inconspicuous mole hidden at the end of Li Xun's eyebrows, and when he got close, there was a faint fragrance of shampoo.

Maybe it's body wash...

It was the first time he had smelled such a good smell on a man.

While tying the armguard, Li Xun noticed that Song Yang's fingers were trembling, even his breathing.

He raised his eyes and asked, "What are you shaking?"

Song Yang turned away his gaze, and faltered: "Your bow is too heavy, and it shakes a little when you lower it suddenly."

"Really." Li Xun slightly bent his mouth, but Song Yang didn't see it.