Dress to be a celebrity

On the first day of the long holiday, various temple fairs and markets have been bustlingly held, and tourists who go out for an outing in the city are also busy.

The two of them walked side by side, caught in the traffic flow, watching the hawkers setting up stalls on both sides of the road, the Lu Qiren performing arts on the ground, and the bold hawkers carrying baskets looking for business in the gaps in the traffic... Before reaching the really lively place, just looking at the scene on the roadside is already dizzying.

Huan Ling recalled the time when he took his younger brother out to play when he was young, and reminded Song Shi with a smile: "When you first came to my house, you were very nervous, and you were bored at home studying all day long, and I had to force you to play Cuju with our brother. I don't want you I fell in love with Cuju, and I was willing to take the initiative to play with my cousins. When playing, I was more attentive than others, and I had to memorize everything by myself. If you hadn’t studied well at that time, you would have passed the exam. , I am worried that you will go crazy and delay your future."

From then on, he felt that Song Shi was different from others, even when he was having fun, he had a curiosity for knowledge, which was different from the ignorant play of ordinary children.

So later when he heard that he was hanging around Washe Goulan, the first thing that popped up in his mind was that Song Shi frowned slightly, staring intently at the Goulan stage, memorizing by himself when others were teased by the little songs on stage Listening to the artist's libretto and figure.

At that time, he only wanted to see his junior brother in his heart.

At that time, he only wanted to be satisfied when he saw his junior brother, but he didn't expect that they could be so close now, that they could become a family in a blink of an eye.

Huan Ling looked at Song Shi with a smile, but he wouldn't do anything in the crowd under this blue sky and white sun.Since he couldn't do it, Song Shi was not afraid of him watching, raised his eyebrows and said: "It was only then that I showed my skill in golf. Today I have to show you the archery skill among the six arts of a gentleman!"

Huan Ling nodded and smiled: "Usually I'm either busy with business or taking exams, and I haven't been able to see the demeanor of my junior. Today I will wait and see."

He led Song Shi Yang whip straight to the West End, but first he did not go to Lingquan Temple, nor to the famous scenery beside Haizi, but to an empty field next to aquatic plants—bows and crossbows are all dangerous creatures that can easily hurt people. They shoot bows and crossbow clubs to organize activities in open places where no one is around.

An empty field had been circled by the water, and a row of iron-covered arrow stacks had been erected.Several young men in short jackets and military uniforms came up to meet him, and greeted him with a smile: "Brother Huan came so early, last time I followed Brother Xian's post, saying that he wanted to bring someone to try the crossbow, this is the brother. ? Unknown brother up and down?"

Huan Ling flew off the horse neatly, went up to hold Song Shi's hand, and let him use his strength to jump off.Song Shi originally wanted to dismount by himself, but seeing his acquaintances around him, it would not look good to let his hands hang in the air, so he pressed him to borrow strength, got off the horse, and stood quietly listening to his introduction to everyone: " I didn't mention his identity earlier, just to give you a surprise. This is my junior brother—"

He just uttered the word "junior brother", and there was a sound of exclamation and gasping all around.

Song Shi smiled at the corner of his lips, nodded slightly, and enjoyed the treatment of the number one scholar.Huan Ling was more proud than himself, raised his voice slightly, and said loudly: "It is the number one scholar in the current discipline, and the Song Ziqi of the Song Dynasty who won the three Yuans."

Even the people who were pulling the bow and stringing the bow dropped their work, ran over to surround them, and called Song Sanyuan one after another.Song Shi wanted to be humble, but found that they were so excited not because it was rare to see a three-yuan talented man, but because they were clamoring to get the badminton and play it to him face to face.

It just so happened that their interest in badminton started, and they always brought the ball with them at club gatherings. It was rare for everyone who made this ball to be right in front of them, so how could they not see his unique skills?

Song Shi watched the group of people put away the bows and crossbows he wanted, and brought badminton rackets and balls, with a slightly complicated look on their faces.

His senior brother didn't expect his badminton to be more popular than others, so he patted Song Shi on the back twice to comfort him: "I think it's better to play a game for everyone to see, after all, the crossbow consumes a lot of arm and leg strength. I'm afraid that you won't be able to lift the racket after you draw the bow a few times."

Is it that serious?

Song Shi also learned archery from his master when he was a child, remembering that he could draw the bow dozens of times a day, and it seemed that there was no consequence.But the fans in front of him were too enthusiastic, and they came here with the ball and racket, and it was not easy for him to push and press. Fortunately, there was no wind at the beginning of May. Even though it was by the lake, it would not blow the ball wrong.

He took the racket and ball from the hand of the person next to him, checked the elasticity of the racket net, nodded to everyone, and said: "Song has seen many people playing badminton on the way back to Beijing, and each has its own style. Since everyone If a strong man wants to watch me fight, we brothers will have to try our best to fight, and this is counted as gratitude to all of you for lending your crossbow."

He said this very happily, which fits the temperament of a warrior very well, and the people outside the circle applauded.He raised his hand holding the racket and pressed it down. The applause suddenly died down, and he said again: "Did you bring lime and balls? If you bring it, it will be a serious match. If you don't bring There is no way to play, as long as the ball does not hit the ground, it is fine to play a lingering game."

The rules of badminton were all passed down from Huan Ling, and everyone played with their own ambitions above their own, and didn't care much about whether they played properly or not.Listening to him talking about these two styles of play, I just felt that the ball didn't hit the ground. It was lively and beautiful, so I chose the latter and asked them to keep playing for a long time.

Huan Ling also took the racket, twirled it lightly in his palm, and said with a smile: "I used to play casually mostly, and I haven't learned all the techniques written by my junior. If there is a winner or loser, I'm afraid I won't be able to play a few rounds for my brother." If you want to admit defeat, it's better to fight you and me."

Song Shi nodded with a smile, raised his left hand, threw the ball high into the air, stepped forward with his left foot, stretched his right arm to the back, and hit the ball precisely at him when the ball fell.

The ball was coming towards someone, how could Huan Ling fail to catch it?He just doesn't have as many tricks as Song Shi, who only catches the ball with a forehand, but hits it high and far.Song Shi didn't take half a step back, staring at the ball's approach, he jumped up, and a forehand lob slashed towards him.

Huan Ling feeds the ball better than Yue Juzi, and there is no restriction on the court or net, and there is no need to decide the outcome. among them.

It was the first time the people watching around saw so many tricks and techniques, they couldn't even keep their eyes open.Some followed Song Shi's hands to learn skills, some just stared at the two of them running and jumping all over the field and thought about how to advance and retreat when they were playing, and some just envied the badminton that never fell in the air...

I don't know how many times they called, but someone finally remembered to applaud them.

The applause was mixed with the modern applause that was popular from Fujian to Beijing. At the beginning, it was only a few scattered, and gradually became denser, and finally turned into a storm, scaring the water birds that live in shallow water on the shore to take off.A few egrets flew across the air. Because they flew very high, their stature looked extremely small, and they were almost indistinguishable from the snow-white shuttlecocks in the air.

When the applause was at its climax, Song Shi suddenly slammed the racket down to his left hand, raised his right hand over his head and grabbed the flying ball in the air.

There was thunderous cheers outside the arena.

Although it hurts to hit the ball directly in the palm of the hand, but being able to show off this technique, the excitement in Song Shi's heart has already overwhelmed the feeling in his hand. Holding the ball and shaking it, he smiled and said, "I'm almost playing today. I'm here to learn." Those who shoot crossbows should not delay their business for playing. If you want to play, you may wish to find a place with leeward. Although the sky is sunny today, there is still some wind by the lake. Brother Huan and I ran just now to save the ball. There have been many wrongdoings, but I am a little tired."

Everyone laughed, some ridiculed him as a weak scholar, some felt that what he said was right, if you want to play basketball, you should go to a place where people live-it is better to have a house that can block the wind than this waterside.

Such a grand event in the Crossbow Shooting Club, he actually fooled many people into wanting to change places to play immediately.Even the president, the vice president, and the clerks were a little moved, thinking that it was still early, so they were not in a hurry to try shooting. Playing in the square in front of Lingquan Temple can also refresh your muscles and bones, and attract some passers-by to watch They compete.

The two seniors who had just finished playing were sitting on the side bed resting, not in the mood to go to another place to play again.

Seeing that everyone in the club was about to leave, Huan Ling threw down the water glass, and first said to the oldest man among the crowd with a beard: "Mr. In order to borrow a pair of crossbows from the president, let him try his hand."

Bows and arrows are fine, but crossbows are not allowed to be kept privately by the common people. These commune members are also from aristocratic families with backgrounds and the children of military officers, so they can get this crossbow.

Huan Ling joined the championship club when he was young. Because of his good arrow skills, he could shoot through the money tied on the willow stick within a hundred steps. He was attracted by Xu Shixiong, who was just a recorder at the time, and led him to the club as an apprentice.It's just that he had a lot of studies and didn't formally join the society. Later, he couldn't go out because of mourning. After finally being Xiaoman, he won the Jinshi again. Naturally, it was even more difficult to join this kind of folk society.

But he is good at riding and archery, capable and skilled, these people are willing to admire him and recognize him as a friend.

As for Song Sanyuan, although he came here for the first time, his badminton skills are enough to impress everyone.President Xu looked at the face of Ren and Qiu, and even if he ordered Cong Ren to fetch a two-stone crossbow, he quietly pulled Huan Ling over to remind him: "Song Sanyuan is a weak scholar in literature and literature, and he is not like Huan Xian." Brother, you are so proficient in bow and horse, can you move such a heavy crossbow?"

Although he had asked someone to fetch the weakest pair of two-stone crossbows, but looking at Song Sanyuan's slender arms and legs...he is more suitable for playing badminton, right?

Huan Ling naturally wanted to argue for his younger brother: "Junior Brother Song has learned riding and archery from my master since he was a child. When he was in Fujian, he often went to the countryside to persuade farmers to cultivate mulberry fields. He is not that kind of frail scholar." In the middle, I couldn't hear them talking, so I whispered my heart song: "If he really can't pull it away, I will help him with the crossbow arrow, and nothing will happen to him."

President Xu was relieved now, and asked jokingly: "Brother Huan Xian still has the ability to shoot five arrows at once and hit the arrow pile with care?"

Huan Ling just smiled and said nothing.

Not long after, someone brought a well-stringed crossbow.This kind of crossbow with two or three stones is called a crossbow with two or three stones. As the name suggests, it is not like an ordinary arm crossbow that is held in the hand to pull the string and shoot the arrow. Tension crossbow, hang the string on the bracket.

He weighed the body of the crossbow with one hand, waved to the crowd, and called out "junior brother", attracting the attention of Song Shi and everyone around him who was being watched.

He inspected the censor all by himself, so he wanted to open two stone crossbows on his own initiative, or step on the crossbow ring with one foot, it would not be easy to open the crossbow with two feet!

As soon as Teacher Song saw the big crossbow he was half-stepping on, he couldn't calm down anymore. He harassed the fans around him, pushed his way through the crowd, and strode up to him, looking at him with envy and a little awe. That hard crossbow.

Huan Ling concentrated on his posture and didn't look at him, but just as he was running towards him, he stretched his arms and kicked his feet tightly at the same time. He put the crossbow string on it with all his strength, then held the handle of the crossbow with both hands, and slowly got off the ground. Standing up, aiming at the arrow stack covered with iron curtains in the distance, he slammed the crossbow gun heavily.

The string made a blunt sound in the air, and then there was the sound of breaking the wind. The crossbow arrow left only an afterimage in people's eyes, and then pierced the sky with the sharp wind, and pierced into the arrow stack several feet away. An arrow pierced through the iron curtain and hit the red heart.

It was Song Shi's first time to see a crossbow shooter on the spot, and it was a super-advanced skill of shooting a red heart with one arrow. He couldn't think of anything to praise him, so he could only raise his hands and clap hard, clapping his hands and stacking arrows. Walk.

It was only when he got there that he realized that the arrow body had pierced through the iron curtain by an inch, and had penetrated deeply into the haystack behind.

The people guarding the arrow stack had already pulled out the arrows, measured the length of the arrows into the stack and reported the number, Song Shimang wanted to come over and observe carefully.Huan Ling handed the crossbow to Chairman Xu's followers, walked up to hold the arrow, and glanced at Song Shi with a smile: "Don't look at it, just take a rest, I'll take you to try shooting slowly."