Rebirth of the Wealthy Fakes

There are 24 ring target positions in the field archery, which means that the friends in the 5 groups will have 24 opportunities to compete.Pang Yi originally thought that President Li was a rookie, but when he shot three arrows, he realized that he had been mistaken. President Li laughed wretchedly when he was not shooting arrows. Once he took a bow, he turned into a professional player. When he shot three arrows, his results were compared every time. good.

Song Feile lacked interest at all, and Pang Yi saw that it was purely for shooting fun.Meng Qi is considered a strong player among women, with good arm strength and aiming. After several rounds of shooting, the results are better than Pang Yi. She smiled proudly at Pang Yi, and Pang Yi naturally didn't care about her. It's time to play.

The worst among them is Xi Siyuan, who is at the bottom every time.The arrow went out, and he held the bow and sighed: "Oh, I knew I should go to the compound bow group. It is too difficult for me to aim the recurve outdoors."

At present, President Li has the best grades, and he was complimented by Pang Yi a few times, so he naturally began to feel complacent, so President Li began to surround Song Feile to his death.

"Xiao Song, are you still studying?"

Song Feile glanced at President Li and didn't dump him.

President Li was not angry at all, but rather liked Song Feile's flirtatious tone.Bypassing Xi Siyuan and squeezing to Song Feile's side, he continued to strike up a conversation, "I heard that you are now studying in university, which school are you in?"

Song Feile shot an arrow, and the result was in the middle range. He was not in a hurry, and pulled out another arrow and put it into the arrow slot to aim.

"He's at T University." Pang Yi coolly fanned the flames from time to time. First, Song Feile didn't answer, and President Li was somewhat embarrassed. He came out to put out the fire appropriately. , kill two birds with one stone.

"T is big! That's a good school!" President Li became more and more satisfied the more he looked at it.

Xi Siyuan's phone rang again and again, and he was answering the phone all the way, so he naturally didn't know what was going on ahead.Meng Qi's attention was all on Song Feile, at most he felt that Li Xingchang was talking too much, but old man, it's understandable, when we meet for the first time, we just treat it as a normal greeting.

Only Pang Yizhu turned around to know what President Li was up to.Along the way, they chattered around Song Feile. Although Song Feile still had the same expression on his face, he was probably very annoyed.Hehe, Pang Yi snickered, it would be best to annoy you to death.

What a cool!

Before the slander in his heart was over, Pang Yi suddenly found out that President Li was so boldly approaching Song Feile and even gave him a hug.

"Xiao Song, you always hit 8 rings, it's because the aim here is wrong." President Li took the opportunity to get close to Song Feile, and he was very happy to eat the tofu.Pang Yi's heart skipped a beat as he watched from behind, and Song Feile's face sank at that moment, telling President Li the price of death.

This old man was too bold, he actually raised his hand.Didn't you see Young Master Song's darkened face?He hated casual contact with strangers the most.

"Is it okay to have a meal when you have time? Mr. Pang said that you usually have very little time."

Damn, you sold me so quickly, Pang Yi looked at Song Feile coldly at himself, and complained incessantly.

"I have a bad taste before eating, I don't know if President Li minds it or not." Song Feile said slowly.

"Humans always have their own hobbies, of course I don't mind." Li Xingchang expressed tolerance with a big brother.

The corner of Song Feile's mouth curled up into a teasing smile, "I like to lick other people's eyeballs before eating."

These words were a bit bloody, and President Li was a little sluggish for a moment, because he couldn't tell from Song Feile's smile whether he was joking or really had this hobby.So the topic was a bit out of touch for a while.

Seeing that Song Feile was about to lose his temper, Pang Yi hurried out to put out the fire and patted President Li on the shoulder. The two brothers hurriedly explained with a dry smile, "I'm just kidding ~ President Li, don't mind!"

"Really? So that's the case, hahaha, Xiao Song's bad taste is really unique." President Li believed Pang Yi's words.

Pang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, while Song Feile glanced at Pang Yi indifferently.Swept by those pale brown eyes, Pang Yi was inexplicably apprehensive. Forget it, anyway, in the world of adults, a young man like Song Feile naturally doesn't understand the rules.

There are staff responsible for scoring in each round. Halfway through the target position, the mountain is getting higher and higher. While walking in the jungle, you have to pay attention to the red line shooting, and the physical exertion gradually increases.This time, it was time for the president to shoot arrows again, so Pang Yi naturally stood by and complimented him routinely.One proudly began to shoot arrows, and the other was flattering with a glib tongue, and the atmosphere was very... harmonious for a while.

Until... the president shot the first arrow, and Song Feile also shot the first arrow, "Crack!" Song Feile's arrow just hit the location of the president's arrow, and when he squeezed, the president's arrow was not as powerful as Song Feile , As soon as the target position was shaken, the arrow fell down.

Uh...it's not very auspicious for the arrow to fall.

"Oh! This arrow is really a coincidence, President Li, this is called fate!" Pang Yi smiled like that.

President Li glanced at Song Feile and smiled, "It's really a coincidence, haha. Haha."

"A mistake." Song Feile gave an official explanation.

There are three arrows in no game, this is the rule.The president shot a second arrow amid Pang Yi's flattery.It was Song Feile again, and Pang Yi's eyelids started to twitch inexplicably, usually something like this would be bad...

With a sound of "Pa!", Song Feile's arrow fell down the position of Xingchang Zhang again, and squeezed Xingchang Li's arrow down again.

This kind of situation is rare, and the scorekeeper felt novelty for a while.

"What a coincidence! What a coincidence!" Pang Yi jumped up and down.Your sister, Song Feile, what's going on with you.

Song Feile made a handsome pose and explained lightly:

"mistake."

President Li shot the third arrow.

Then... Song Feile made a "mistake" again.Looking at the three fallen arrows of President Li, Pang Yigan patted President Li on the shoulder with a smile, and abruptly changed the subject, "Look, this is called fate, the three arrows are all together."

"Really?" President Li felt... not quite right.

"Just..." Pang Yi said flatteringly, "Another one?" Although there are only three arrows in a round, he gave his own one to President Li.

Then President Li stuck the arrow into the arrow slot and planned to shoot the fourth arrow of the game. President Li shot with full concentration, but Pang Yi was so shocked that his face turned pale because he saw Song Feile holding the arrow and shooting at the president's back at the same time. , wouldn't it be to shoot the president!Look at that trend!

Pang Yi immediately drew his arrow to intercept it, so the president shot a high score with satisfaction. Song Feile's arrow met Pang Yi's arrow shortly before being intercepted by Pang Yi halfway.The movement behind this was too great, causing President Li to turn around and ask suspiciously, "What's the matter with this arrow?"

"mistake."

"Hand error!!!" Two voices superimposed.

"Hehehehe." Pang Yi laughed dryly, "I've used this bow for too long. There's something wrong with it. I don't need to use my fingers to aim the bow. It's probably loose. The shooting range is a bit far from the estimated range, a bit far..."

Song Feile smiled but said nothing.President Li was a little aware of something, and he was a little unhappy at first.

Pang Yi approached Song Feile quietly, and asked through gritted teeth, "What the hell are you doing?"

Song Feile pulled out the arrow, carefully stroked the lettering on it, and after a few seconds, raised his eyes slightly to stare at Pang Yi's face, "Should I ask you this question?"

"Did you just want to shoot President Li! Are you kidding yourself?" You're going to kill someone, okay?

Pang Yi decided that as long as Song Feile wanted to attack the president, he would definitely stop him immediately. When it comes to archery, he didn't pay much attention to Song Feile.

"I haven't dealt with you when I lost last time, so I want to start the competition again?"

"What's wrong, are you saying that you have premature ejaculation?" Pang Yi was actually a little dumbfounded occasionally, he felt that he was just telling the truth.

Song Feile's complexion suddenly darkened, and he turned his head with a threatening gaze, "You should calm down when you're old. Whoever loses, as you said, will kneel down and sing conquest."

Pang Yi snorted coldly, he hadn't avenged his revenge last time, so he might as well count it together this time.After eating so much choking, he is also dumb and unable to tell the pain of eating Coptis chinensis.Don't offend President Li again by participating in an event this time, then he is really at a loss, he might as well sleep at home on weekends.

Meng Qi seemed to see that the two were not on the same page, and happily watched the show with arms folded.

For a while, the group came to a ring target deep in the jungle.Although it is deep in the jungle, the terrain is very high, and the surrounding wind resistance is obvious, so it is easy to miss the arrow.Song Feile didn't make a mistake this time. Li Xingchang shot two shots and was affected by the wind resistance. He shook his head and retreated, "No, the line of sight here is not good, and the target distance is too far, which is too difficult for professional players."

Under such conditions, if you can reach the 8th ring, you are definitely a master.

When Pang Yi drew the arrow and shot it, even with an arrow sight, the wind resistance was indeed too great. If the arrow was well aimed, if the strength was not in place, there would still be a large deviation in the shot.This is also an important reason why there are so many target positions in field archery.

One arrow went out and shot a 7.5 ring.Pang Yi proudly glanced in Song Feile's direction, as long as he was taller than him.

Song Feile's score just now was 7 rings.

Song Feile suddenly remembered the last time the two met in the archery gym.The man said he was just playing around, rolled up his sleeves without even wearing a chest protector, and showed off a few hands, overwhelming the audience with his skills.Pulling out the second arrow, he suddenly couldn't tell whether he wanted to win or what kind of feeling he was looking for.

The concept of losing or winning was not so strong for Song Feile, who was known as an archery genius since he was a child.He has shown his talent in archery since he was a child. Wang Ya is not at home very much, but the housekeeper and his father and brother spend more time with him.But even so, archery is just a pastime to him, he doesn't love it much, and he doesn't hate it.

Even if someone beats him, he will not have a strong desire to chase and fight back.When dealing with people and things, his most common attitude is plainness.However, the mind is so good that the teacher often sighs. A genius who has no ambition to win always makes people feel a little bit regretful.

Song Feile was noncommittal, rational and rebellious. This was the best evaluation of him by his dead second brother.

it doesn't matter...

Then let's play...

But----

In the middle of the second arrow, it was abruptly cut off by another arrow shot out of the sky!Pang Yi raised his bow, still in the international standard posture of pause, and the other party smiled arrogantly, just like the first time he stuffed the check into his pocket.

"Oops. I've always loved "hand slips" for people who aren't serious. "Pang Yi pretended to explain.

Song Feile didn't speak, but silently put the arrows into the arrow slots, this round, there was one more.

Pang Yi has no distractions, he has always been like this when archery, everything around him no longer exists, wholeheartedly, whether it is President Li or Song Feile, they all disappear into the world outside the ring target.Where his feet are standing, this straight line leading to the target is all he pays attention to, and he loves this feeling of single-mindedness.

To him, victory is a reward for his focus. Sometimes, a person's pursuit of a state of mind does not come from others, but also from himself.

Aim, draw the string, release the arrow, all in one go.

Even Meng Qi lamented Pang Yi's high technology. The range of this arrow is perfect, and the strength is properly grasped. There should be a perfect result.

Until an arrow next to it with the same strength and precision and perfect range line shot it down.

The surrounding area was quiet for a while, and Song Feile's bow posture was also beautiful. Everyone stared at the two bows and arrows that fell on the ground and felt a tense atmosphere inexplicably.If it was said that everyone's shooting one arrow at another was based on the score of the ring target, then at this moment, Pang Yi and Song Feile each shot down the opponent's arrow, which completely brought the competition to another level.

The most important thing is that everyone is sensitive to the change in the atmosphere. Pang Yi's level is definitely a professional level. Xi Siyuan has heard of it a long time ago. Song Feile is definitely a master of masters. Masters compete with masters. The atmosphere is different.

Song Feile's eyes were like amber water, and Pang Yi had often seen his hidden appearance, but he had never seen him shining like this.He smiled generously, put his bow behind his back, and said to the scorer, "The two teams just now didn't count, and I'm still ahead at the moment."

There are still 3 rounds and 9 arrows in the target position, but Xingchang Li is becoming more and more interested in Song Feile, what he wants is such a taste, he doesn't like the soft one.

Continuing to go deeper along the route, the distance between the target positions is getting farther and farther, and each arrow is placed more and more cautiously, Li Xingchang said with a smile, "It's an eye-opener today, old Pang, come and teach me how to After practicing, my friends have always regarded themselves as masters, and I don’t think it’s worth mentioning in front of you.”

Pang Yi modestly said, "Hobbies are the key. If people don't like it, just have fun. Don't make yourself so tired."

This round between him and Song Feile was a tug-of-war. Song Feile was too strong, and he insisted on the score. The gap between the two was very small, which made him take it seriously.But occasionally he would like to use some crooked tricks, who made Song Feile show a lack of interest all the time, it was simply insulting.

Soon came the final round, the score was too close, Pang Yi suddenly wasn't sure if he could beat Song Feile.

He didn't want to get on his knees and sing about conquest.

When pulling out the arrow from the quiver on his calf, he approached Song Feile, and suddenly said, "I'm talking about the Song family boy, which one of us can sing conquest?"

Song Feile remained silent, rolled his eyes, and said softly, "I don't know either."

Pang Yi was really taken aback. He thought Song Feile would definitely say, "If you sing conquest, it must be you." Such a positive sentence hurt him, but he didn't expect that "I don't know either." It seems that he still has a long way to go in understanding Song Feile.

"I like you quite a bit, you know that?" Pang Yi decided to take the opportunity to confess, and don't hold grudges if he wins.Soon it was his turn to shoot.

"Of course I know." Song Feile was also drawing his arrow.Now it was Pang Yi's turn to prepare the last arrow.Song Feile paused, then suddenly continued, "What do you like about me?"

The answer with a smiley face did not appear in Song Feile's ears, and Pang Yi was concentrating on aiming at the moment.In his world, there is no one at the moment, including Song Feile.

For a few seconds, Song Feile stared blankly at Pang Yi who completely excluded him from his own world. His eyes, his heart, and his movements all interpreted concentration.At that moment, Song Feile suddenly became furious and eager to win. He has lived until now, and perhaps he has not yet realized what it means to be focused.

Pang Yi shot a near-perfect number, except for the most perfect number, no one can beat him.Even the referee stared blankly at the arrows on the target and took a long time to write down the results.Pang Yi was as arrogant as ever and didn't know how to restrain himself, "I'll wait for you to sing about conquering."

That smile was simply blinding.

Those words were also very annoying.

When Pang Yi is focused, he cannot see himself.

Song Feile stuck the arrow into the arrow slot, thinking lightly.To win against that person, you have to perform at a super level, because you haven't seriously compared before, and the scores in the early stage are very average.

Since when did he become a little serious, probably from the last few ring positions, the way he circled around the president was inexplicably uncomfortable.Thinking this way, Young Master Song raised his bow and aimed at the target.

Pang Yi stood with arms folded, his honey-colored skin was healthy under the sun, he had dark circles, he might not have had a good rest recently, what did he do at night?Young Master Song who was thinking so much...

suddenly------

With a strong desire to win.

Then, he lowered the bow he had raised.

Pang Yi didn't know what he wanted to do, so he leaned forward curiously, trying to follow his expression, but he could only see the young man's back standing upright under the backlight.

Song Feile changed the hand pulling the string from his right hand to his left.

Not only did Meng Qi's expression change drastically this time, even Xi Siyuan's usual smile froze on his lips.