Crown Jewels

Chapter 49 The Novel Experience

Gu Baozhu was a little at a loss, Fuzhi thought to herself of "Leave it to her first" that Song Yan said just now.

That first word, is what he means now?
Abandoning the distracting thoughts in his mind, Gu Baozhu regained his senses and looked at the arrow on the bowstring, and his reason also returned.

"But even so, we can't win."

Seeing Gu Baozhu staring at the target with a regretful look, Song Yan raised his eyebrows.

"What are you so depressed about?"

Song Yan lightly plucked the bowstring with his fingers, looked at Gu Baozhu carefully, and finally said: "Then what is it like now?"

As he said that, Song Yan decisively withdrew his right hand, accurately took out two arrows from the arrow basket, pointed at the one in front, and put three arrows side by side on the bowstring.

The sound of breathing came from around, revealing unbelievable.

"Look!"

"Three arrows!"

"Princess Nanping and the others want to shoot three arrows at once!"

The exclamations around him made Jiang Shan, who was still secretly complacent, look down and gritted his teeth secretly.

Gu Baozhu had automatically blocked the outside sound, and the feeling of the extra arrows between her fingers made her feel both nervous and novel.

Sensing that Gu Baozhu's body was no longer stiff, but submissive and softened under his guidance, Song Yan no longer hesitated.

The three fingers of his right hand covered the back of Gu Baozhu's hand again, aiming at the target with a slightly straight expression.

After swinging his right arm round, there were three whistling sounds that pierced the air, resounding like a long roar tearing apart the sky.

The whole movement was not sloppy, and Gu Baozhu actually felt that such a simple movement seemed to drain all his strength.

Unlike Gu Baozhu's expected reaction, she didn't hear any exclamations or shouts around her.

Only the fallen and withered leaves were left on the ground, clinging to the ground and spinning.

The air was stagnant and calm.

Gu Baozhu curled her fingers slightly, and did not raise her eyes for a long time.

Suddenly, she didn't dare to look at the result of this competition.

Rubbing the itch in his palm, Gu Baozhu lifted his fingers against his eyelids, and his long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly.

She suddenly felt that she was a bit hypocritical.

Isn't it just a test result?At worst, losing to Guanghua, what can it represent.

I didn't even realize that I didn't have any prospects, and I didn't even have the courage to face the results of the competition.

Seeing her small face buried behind her fingers, Song Yan let out a chuckle from her throat, her demeanor was still usual casual.

"how--"

"Are you afraid that I will let you lose?"

At least Gu Baozhu didn't feel Song Yan's teasing and drawn-out tone. He had any apprehension or worry about the results of the test.

Such a normal posture, but inexplicably reassured her a lot.

Having made up her mind, Gu Baozhu was about to raise her eyes when the scholar's blushing cheers came from her ears.

It was as if the calm pot of noodles suddenly boiled, and all the previously suppressed emotions were released at this time.

Song Yan followed Gu Baozhu's gaze and saw the center of the target.

Sure enough, the three white feathers trembled slightly, and as expected, they did not deviate from his planned route.

Faced with all kinds of praise and surprises thrown at him, he lightly looked away.

Gu Baozhu couldn't hold back the corners of his lips, and observed his expression from the corner of his eye.

Seeing this person's demeanor is very composed, he doesn't seem to see much joy in winning.

Gu Baozhu raised the tails of his eyes slightly, and coughed lightly, "What? Are you unhappy that you won?"

Song Yan spread his hands, and glanced at Jiang Shan who was beside Guanghua county lord, looking helpless but confident.

"The princess looked down on me so much——"

"It would be strange if I couldn't win the competition."

"Besides, isn't it normal to win against that kid?"

This natural tone made Gu Baozhu sneer in his heart, and he was too lazy to talk to Song Yan.

She turned to look at the archery target in the distance, and the arrow feathers seduced by the breeze fluttered slightly.

In the depths of her eyes were the three arrows that hit the red heart neatly, and Gu Baozhu's red lips were slightly raised, and even the depths of her eyes were radiant.

Then came the voice of the referee officially reporting the results. Although the voice was steady, one could still feel the fluctuating approval.

Lord Guanghua put his fingernails against his fingers, and slowly dug into the flesh.

Sensing Gu Baozhu's gaze, Guanghua gave her a perfunctory look with a decent smile.

In the next moment, her eyes turned and naturally fell on Song Yan who was standing lazily beside Gu Baozhu.

Song Yansheng is good-looking, especially with that loose temperament on his body, in the eyes of others, there is always a kind of idleness with a certain chance of winning.

Moreover, the Confucian etiquette scholar's uniform, worn on Song Yan's body, added a bit of masculinity that the male students of the academy did not have.

This light is destined to keep him from being buried by the crowd.

When he first entered school, the county magistrate of Guanghua did pay attention to him several times.

But when she knew that Song Yan was just the son of a merchant and had no power behind him, she completely lost her initial favor.

In her opinion, being born humble is the original sin!

After this competition, Guanghua did not expect that besides his handsome appearance, Song Yan's skills are also amazing.

not to mention……

He could still face the black-clothed assassin when he greeted the empress Gu Jun in the academy, and he was able to rescue him in an undisturbed manner.

Such a person may really be able to break through the restrictions of the merchant's sub-identity by himself in the future.

"Young Master Song—"

The charming female voice sounded, it was the voice of Guanghua County Lord.

Song Yan has always been keen on the gaze cast on him.

Therefore, Song Yan had already noticed when Guanghua county lord first began to look at him.

But he just lowered his eyes lazily, pretending not to see, and was not prepared to interact with her.

However, at this time, the Guanghua county lord called out his name in public. If he still had the attitude just now and couldn't get over it, he would be called arrogant and rude.

In desperation, Song Yan finally raised his eyes, met Guanghua's eyes for a moment, nodded slightly, and then politely looked away.

"County Lord—"

This sloppy attitude, although there is nothing wrong with it, it is not very enthusiastic.

Gu Baozhu frowned slightly, seeing that the Guanghua county lord ignored him, but kept paying attention to Song Yan beside him.

Moreover, the two of them just looked at each other for a while!

Inexplicably, Gu Baozhu felt bored and impatient.

Too lazy to continue watching Guanghua's acting with cold eyes, she flicked her nails in boredom, and got straight to the point.

"Two victories in three rounds. The competition is not over yet. Sister Guanghua still wants to continue the competition?"

Guanghua heard the words and narrowed his eyes, his dislike for Jiang Shan flashed across his heart.

It is an obvious fact that Song Yan is better than Jiang Shan.

Guanghua didn't think that among the male scholars present, there was someone who could surpass Song Yan in archery.

If you insist on continuing the competition, the result will be meaningless, not to mention that there is no suspense.

County Lord Guanghua figured out his joints, covered his lips and chuckled lightly and stroked the broken hair behind his ears in slow motion, this appearance was not quite charming.

After contemplating it for a while, she smiled and looked at Song Yan again without concealing her appreciation:

"Mr. Song's shooting skills are superb, and Guanghua is no match for him. I still have this self-knowledge."

"This competition is regarded as a photochemical loss."

The breeze floated the dead leaves, and the inexplicable fragrance of melons and fruits wafted in, but Song Yan didn't wait for Song Yan to groan.

Gritting his silver teeth secretly, Guanghua had no choice but to look at Gu Baozhu, looking for the steps by himself.

"Guanghua is always willing to bet and admit defeat. Today, the racecourse will be handed over to Sister Baozhu!"

As soon as he said this, he noticed the lively attitudes of the surrounding eating melon books, and the corners of Guanghua's lips curled up, and the conversation turned again.

"Although Guanghua Bucai lost, it is also a blessing for Guanghua to see Mr. Song firing three arrows today."

The slightly hooked tone followed the breeze, like a scratching hook.

Gu Baozhu looked at it coldly, while the Guanghua county magistrate looked at Song Yan with undisguised admiration and admiration in his eyes.

The tails of her eyes were slightly raised, and the embroidered shoes on the soles of her feet gently covered the grass on the ground, and they were crushed hard under her feet.

　cough~
　　Guanghua's small actions, did Song Yan keep his male virtue?hey hey hey

　　
　
(End of this chapter)