Never knocked such a fake cp

70.

It is rare for Zhou Mengyu to be free at night. As long as there is no mess, there are actually not many classes during the junior year, especially in the last class of each day, there are basically no classes.

The dormitory was full of people, so Zhou Mengyu proposed to go out to eat barbecue.

Liang Pei actually refused, "No time, club activities."

Zhou Mengyu and his junior sat up from the bed together, and they both said in unison: "Oh! Today's shooting club recruitment competition!"

This is a big deal.

It is rumored that the earliest founder of the shooting club was a rich second generation, just a personal hobby.

Of course, Nantah University doesn't have a complete shooting facility or something, so the rich second generation waved their hands and built one.

Of course, these are just legends, and the current students of Nantah University have no way of verifying whether they are true or not.

But the fact is that the shooting club is not at the same level as other clubs in the school. Other clubs have to go out to get sponsors, organize activities on time, and deal with all kinds of troublesome things in the school.And the shooting club is like a paradise, not much different from the real clubs outside the school.

Usually, any activities in the club are held in the venue, and the membership card is used to swipe the card to enter the venue.

However, the selection venue for the competition when freshmen join the club is set up on the playground, and anyone can watch it.

Liang Pei didn't need to compete, he had already joined the club with his own face, but he had to bear a little responsibility just because he got into the club with his face.

71.

Zhou Mengyu and his junior bought a pancake each.

Zhou Mengyu added a serving of spicy strips, a piece of chicken fillet, a piece of grilled sausage, and a piece of tenderloin with more sauce. The juniors don’t want to lose weight, don’t want crispy dough sticks, put more lettuce and don’t brush with sauce. Those who lose weight are really miserable.

The two followed Liang Pei with pancakes in their mouths.

Liang Pei changed into slacks, and his upper body was a casual short-sleeve.

Zhou Mengyu whispered: "I thought I needed to change into special clothes."

Liang Pei laughed when he heard it, "It's not a professional game, it's an amateur game."

Seeing him holding a bow, Zhou Mengyu asked curiously, "You know how to shoot arrows? I thought it was shooting a gun. I don't know why, but I always think archery is cooler than shooting."

"Is there? I think shooting is cooler, which man would not like to play with guns!" The junior interrupted.

"You don't understand, it's the kind..." Zhou Mengyu paused.

Seeing Liang Pei casually draw an arrow out of the quiver and put it on the string, the muscles on his forearm tense up, as if he didn't aim for too long, the arrow flew out with a "swish" up.

Zhou Mengyu didn't quite understand how far the target was, but standing here they couldn't see where the arrow went.

But soon there was a voice of excitement from the playground.

"Hey! Who is this! Nine rings! Awesome!"

"Do you understand?" Zhou Mengyu looked at his junior.

The junior almost agreed secretly, nodded again and again, "I understand."

Really Nima is handsome, so handsome that one's legs are weak.

Shooting is very straightforward, just raise your hand to aim and finish with a bang, but archery is different, drawing the arrow, tapping the string, and pulling the bow, this series of actions is simply itch to watch.

72.

It was not yet five o'clock, the sun had not set, and there were not many people walking on the playground, but there were more and more people watching, and the game started on time at five o'clock.

Later in the day it starts to get dark.

Before five o'clock is the time for the old members of the shooting club to pretend to be aggressive and show off their skills.

Some people must be upset that Liang Pei didn't pass the competition and got the pass directly.

The president asked Liang Pei about this question when he gave him his membership card. If you mind, you can also come in through the competition procedure.

As a result, Liang Peicai didn't care what others thought of him, and he didn't bother to compete when he was asked to compete, so he took his membership card and left.

At this moment, there are many old members who want to come to "discuss and learn from each other".

Liang Pei never refuses anyone who comes, and puts arrows on the string one by one.

Of course, he is not too awesome, otherwise he would have gone to the Olympics, and he would have gone to college.The average level is seven or eight rings, occasionally there will be four or five rings or even lower, and occasionally there will be nine or ten rings.Similarly, the rest of the club is not too awesome.

His easy-going appearance is really too compelling.

Seeing that Zhou Mengyu and his junior were stunned for a while, the two of them ate pancakes in public and called Liang Pei really handsome.

Junior: "I still want to be roommates with Liang Pei in my next life."

Zhou Mengyu: "I still want to be roommates with Liang Pei in my next life."

73.

After the competition started, it didn't matter about Liang Pei. The junior wanted to continue watching. After all, he was a single girl, and he still wanted to find a spouse.

But Zhou Mengyu just came to see Liang Pei, and was not interested in the shooting club competition.

Two people withdrew from the crowd.

Zhou Mengyu was obviously interested in archery, Liang Pei pinched his membership card, "Want to play?"

Of course I thought, which man would not want to try such a handsome thing!

Liang Pei swiped his card, and there was a beep, and the mechanical electronic voice said "Welcome" without emotion.

There are also people in the stadium, but their club bonding is not very high. It is really not like other clubs where everyone does everything together and is very familiar with each other.

Liang Pei didn't care about others, and took Zhou Mengyu to the archery field.

Zhou Mengyu looked at the bow Liang Pei picked up with ease, and almost shook him when he took it by himself, "Damn, it's so heavy?"

Liang Pei weighed it, "It's less than three catties."

Zhou Mengyu narrowed his eyes, "I suspect you are mocking me."

Liang Pei curled his lips and smiled.

74.

Zhou Mengyu is a physical rookie and has never touched this kind of thing.

Liang Pei almost held him in his arms from behind, his left hand supported his left hand to help him hold the bow, and his right hand held his right hand to help him draw the string.

Suddenly it was much easier than being alone.

Liang Pei only lent him some strength, and he had to do the aiming.

Aim, stare, stare, stare.How the hell can you aim right? ? ?

Zhou Mengyu was incompetently furious, smashed the jar, and shot it out with a "whoosh".

At least the shot passed, and it didn't fall directly to the ground!Zhou Mengyu was already very satisfied.

He turned his head and asked Liang Pei, his expression was quite expectant, quite expectant, his eyes were almost shining, "How many rings?"

Liang Pei was very close to him.

When Zhou Mengyu turned his head like this, the tips of their noses almost rubbed against each other.

Liang Pei frowned, and subconsciously turned to the side.

"Several rings! I won't be sad for one ring, just say what you want!" Zhou Mengyu urged.

Liang Pei sighed slightly from his nasal cavity, and his voice was subtly low, "I missed the target."

75.

……

Zhou Mengyu cleared his throat and turned his head back, "Well, everyone has a first time, don't laugh at every idiot who dares to try, I will definitely win a ring next time."

Liang Pei had already stepped back to the side, no longer helping him hold the bow and draw the string.

Zhou Mengyu was struggling himself, and he missed the target after shooting several arrows.

And the arm is getting more and more sour, and the off-target is getting more and more outrageous, and if this continues, it will almost hit someone else's target.

Zhou Mengyu wanted to cry but had no choice but to admit that such a thing could not be forced.

So his hand holding the bow trembled slightly, no, it trembled violently, and looked sincerely at Liang Pei who was sitting on the chair next to him with a bag in his pocket to watch him make a fool of himself, "Hero, I have a wish. Before this bow, I wanted to feel what it would be like not to miss the target.”

Liang Pei stared at him for a while with an unpredictable expression.

Get up and come over, still in the familiar posture, the two of them stick together.

Zhou Mengyu cheered up again, and as soon as he cheered up, his mouth began to crack, "Hero, with your help, I feel that this dark world has opened up a bright road. As the saying goes, with the help of God, I feel that I have become a sharpshooter with infallible marks. ...Oh no, this is not a gun..."

"How many rings do you want?" Liang Pei interrupted him.

Zhou Mengyu suddenly fell silent, and the two of them remained silent for a while.

I don't know why, but in short, it was weird, maintaining this very intimate posture, and remained silent for a while.

76.

Zhou Mengyu licked his lips, "Since you asked that, you must be ready for me to say ten rings."

Liang Pei's breath pressed against Zhou Mengyu's ear, as if he laughed, "Since I asked you that, I asked you to talk about ten rings."

Zhou Mengyu paused for a while, then lowered his voice a bit, "Hero, I want ten rings."

Zhou Mengyu obviously felt that Liang Pei's state was different this time.

It was completely different from the first time that he only lent himself a little strength. Liang Pei wrapped him in his arms, held his hand and pulled the string, using much more strength.Zhou Mengyu could even feel a little pain.

To feel in control, to feel passive, to feel...

Zhou Mengyu took a sharp breath.

With a sound of "whoosh", the fully drawn string was released suddenly, and the arrow flew out at a very fast speed, and Zhou Mengyu could hear a "thump" almost immediately.

It turns out that this is the feeling of not missing the target, and the sound of nailing into the target with a "thump" will immediately feedback.

Liang Pei still kept the posture of encircling him, Zhou Mengyu didn't look back this time, "How many rings?"

Liang Pei's voice was also very low, right next to his ear, "Ten rings."

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