Crown Jewels

Chapter 15 Arrows into the Bullseye

"If I ask Shen Lanqing to help me draw the key points of the painting classics and history class, she should...

Won't you refuse? "

Sensing Song Yan's meaningful gaze, Fu Sinian squinted at him, and explained without much confidence:
"Don't think about it, I mean, we are all classmates, shouldn't we help each other?!"

"Oh——since we're all classmates," Song Yan snorted and said inhumanly, "Then may I ask, what have you ever done to help someone?"

"you--"

Fu Sinian choked on his friend, but couldn't find anything to refute.

Song Yan caught a glimpse of him drooping his head and looking listless, and suddenly smiled with his lips drawn together, and said in a long-drawn tone jokingly:

"Well, I think you should go."

"Ok?"

Fu Sinian was tormented by his capricious attitude, so he only asked a question tentatively.

"after all--"

"Oh, you have a thick skin! Shouldn't you take the initiative in asking for help?"

Song Yan finished speaking as a matter of course, and added something shamelessly.

"By the way, you can help me when you come back."

"Hey! Can you show some face so that you can't be a good person?"

Fu Sinian gritted his teeth and said bitterly, but when he looked at Shen Lanqing beside him, his gaze was more expectant.

Although Shen Lanqing is not an official woman, she was the first in her grades when she entered school.

Coupled with the good looks of her son, Yuan Shandai, she is often praised by her husband in classics and history classes, so she is well-known in the college.

Fu Sinian and Song Yan changed their military uniforms from the Zhai Hut and came to the racecourse.

Today they have archery class.

The teenagers on the racecourse were all in high spirits, their vitality was radiating in the sun, and occasionally they would fight in twos and threes, because there were no female students, they were particularly relaxed at the moment.

The bell rang, and the teacher who taught the archery class first briefly explained the essentials of archery to everyone, and then asked the students to divide into five groups and take turns to practice.

On the racetrack, a long-faced man took a bow and set an arrow, and the bow and arrow swished through the void to hit the target.

Among the group of scholars who couldn't hold their bows steadily, this man's performance was naturally particularly dazzling.

Sure enough, admiring applause came from around, and even the gentleman nodded to him in satisfaction.

Song Yan raised his eyelids, then squinted at the man in front of him who was stealing the limelight.

Afterwards, he casually poked Fu Sinian beside him, raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in puzzlement, "Who is he?"

Hearing this, Fu Sinian, who was racking his brains and thinking about how to get close to Shen Lanqing, turned his attention to the front.

Fu Sinian glanced forward casually, and when he retracted his gaze, he knew it already.

The tone in which he introduced the man sounded a bit cold.

"His name is Jiang Shan, the only son of the current military minister, and he is famous in Lin'an City."

"But, this temperament, huh..."

Fu Sinian shook his head meaningfully, then looked at Song Yan, and asked with silk.

"Oh?"

"At that moment...

You give me a good performance, hear me? "

Song Yan raised his lips noncommittally, and looked again at the man Jiang Shan, who was holding back his excitement and arrogance amidst the cheers.

"Hiss, I said, did he offend you?"

Fu Sinian smiled, and suddenly became interested.

His eyes fell on Song Yan's face, trying to find out what Song Yan was thinking.

"what--"

As if thinking of something, Fu Sinian's eyes lit up, and his eyes became more interested.

Leaning to Song Yan's side, Fu Sinian squinted his eyes, probing provocatively:
"Isn't he the one who looked malicious when he saw Princess Nanping in the mountain chief class?"

Song Yan drooped his eyelids, pushed Fu Sinian's face away, and just said casually:

"Don't you think that he looks a little uncomfortable?"

Fu Sinian snorted and joked:

"Where is it not pleasing to the eye, it is clearly obstructing your eyes?"

After finishing speaking, he added a sentence in a serious manner:
"I remember before the archery class, someone told me—"

"We are all people who want to become officials by martial arts, so don't care about these scholars."

"Hey, what a downturn in the world!"

At first he didn't want to answer Fu Sinian's moans, but in a blink of an eye, Song Yan saw that he was in need of a beating, couldn't hold back his smile and finally kicked him, and then added a serious sentence.

"It used to be before."

"Now! I think—"

"Since you want to become an official by martial arts, you shouldn't waste every opportunity to bend your bow and set an arrow."

Fu Sinian couldn't hold back Song Yan's excuse, and gave him a thumbs up.

"As expected, it is you, Song Yan, who really let you say everything!"

Finally, Fu Sinian smiled indifferently, "Okay, then I will play with you!"

Soon, it was the turn of Fu Sinian and Song Yan's group, and they looked at each other and stepped forward.

I have to say that the aura is really a wonderful thing.

The two have practiced martial arts since childhood, and the unrestrained aura on the racecourse condenses a wonderful magnetic field around them, attracting everyone's attention to the two of them.

Under the sun, the two teenagers had straight backs, their feet were shoulder-width apart, and their eyes were fixed.

Under the signal of the husband, the two shot their arrows one after another, and their movements were smooth and not procrastinated.

Song Yan raised the bow with his left hand, and stretched the bowstring steadily with his right hand.

When he aimed his eyes at the red heart of the target, Song Yan and Fu Sinian looked at each other, and then released them tacitly.

The sound of swishing arrow feathers sounded.

There was a silence on the racecourse, and then there was a burst of applause.

He shot three arrows in a row, and the arrow hit the red heart.

"Well, I didn't embarrass you, did I?"

Fu Sinian bowed politely when he heard the report from Mr. Song Yan, and then he rushed to Song Yan to claim credit.

Fu Sinian glanced at him casually, but in a blink of an eye he retracted silently, and said to Song Yan with a triumphant smirk.

"Don't worry, there is absolutely nothing left of the limelight left for Jiang Shan."

"Didn't you see how dark his face was just now!"

Behind the outer wall of the racecourse, Shen Lanqing and Gu Baozhu, who were squatting in the haystack, looked at each other, and they both saw the amazement in each other's eyes.

Shen Lanqing was the first to recover.

"Baozhu, let's go back first."

"They don't know when the archery class will end, so it's a bit inappropriate to go in now."

"If not, I'll accompany you to look for it after school, and you don't need to wear the remaining earring."

Gu Baozhu took one last look at the quivering arrow feathers on the red heart of the target, and nodded slightly.

"Well—that's fine."

The gentle wind blew the fine grass, and amidst the noise of the horse farm, the two of them disappeared.

Song Yan returned the bow and arrow, and when he stepped back and was about to leave, he felt something stuck under his boots.

seem……

And a little mellow.

Frowning slightly, Song Yan raised his foot calmly.

In the turquoise haystack, there were scattered white jade gourd earrings, which looked very delicate and round.

Subconsciously, in Song Yan's mind, the delicate earlobes of the bright and beautiful woman wearing earrings appeared in the teaching room.

With a slight movement of the eyes, there are red lips that are not dotted.

That bright face suddenly came alive in his memory.

(End of this chapter)