Approaching you at 30 meters per second

Chapter 167 Selected

While the four of them in Song Yumian's dormitory were listening to each other's gossip, Shen Tingzhou also returned to his dormitory.

But before he could take off his coat, he received a message from Qian Yun on his phone.

"Qian...Coach Qian, are you looking for me?"

Shen Tingzhou wanted to call his uncle out of habit, but when he saw other people from the archery team around him, he had to forcefully bend the sound in his throat.

Qian Yun didn't give him any unnecessary glances. When Shen Tingzhou stood still in front of him, he took a sip of tea, put down the thermos cup, and waved his hand:
"Everyone is here, let's go to the shooting range now."

When he arrived at the shooting range, Qian Yun didn't say anything and just raised his chin.

The people who followed him were all acquaintances. When they saw his action, they immediately dispersed into three rows like a flock of birds and beasts.

Placed in front of them were three bow stands and three targets 70 meters away.

Although no one knew what medicine Qian Yun was going to sell in his gourd, there was no need to be reminded about archery.

Compared with others, Shen Tingzhou felt a little more excited and nervous.

He thought carefully on the way here. In addition to Wang Yuheng and Lin Chuanqing who had participated in the team preliminary competition, the people who were called this afternoon also had several team members who had made rapid progress in the past half month.

If his guess is correct——

If your guess is correct, you will know whether you can play today.

Thinking of this, Shen Tingzhou felt that his heart was beating extremely hard.

Pan Minda, who was standing in front of him, finished shooting the twelve arrows in the quiver and walked to the shooting range to pull out the arrows.

When he came back and handed the quiver to Shen Tingzhou, Shen Tingzhou felt that his world had become silent from this moment:
The previously beating heart seemed to be soothed all of a sudden. In Shen Tingzhou's world, there were only the bow and arrow in front of him and the target in the distance.

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This is Shen Tingzhou's best performance in the past half month.

When he retrieved the arrow feathers and walked back, he accidentally met Qian Yun's eyes.From the coach's eyes, Shen Tingzhou read the long-lost recognition and praise.

"It should be stable."

Shen Tingzhou thought this in his heart.As if to confirm his guess, after everyone finished shooting and returned to the team, Qian Yun walked across from them with his hands behind his back:

"I read the list of names!"

"Pan Minda, Song Youchen, Su Xincheng, Guo Jingrong, Niu Donglin, Shang Feng."

"You guys go back first."

When Qian Yun said these words, Shen Tingzhou felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat:

At first, he was thinking, "Why haven't I read my name yet?" But based on the behavior of these people just now, he prayed in his heart, "Don't have my own name."

I don’t know if Qian Yun had guessed how he looked so worthless just now?

Before Shen Tingzhou could continue to express his thoughts, Qian Yun spoke again:
"You guys should know now why I kept you here."

Shen Tingzhou's whole body tensed up when he heard Qian Yun's emotionless voice:

"Shen Tingzhou, Wang Yuheng, and Lin Chuanqing, the three of you plus Xu Chu are the final candidates to represent our Jinbei Archery Team in the team finals."

"Put away the joy in your hearts!"

Qian Yun was like a roundworm hiding in their hearts. When these teenagers could hardly suppress their smiles, he poured a basin of cold water on them:
"You guys have performed well in our team. But who of you can compete with the people outside on your own?"

Under Qian Yun's stern gaze, they all lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him.

"Shen Tingzhou, your movements are standard now, but is that enough? Are you doing archery or embroidery? It takes so long to aim. Are you planning to wait for the referee to sentence you to timeout?"

"And you, Wang Yuheng, why are you swinging your bow hand every time you let go?"

　I would like to apologize to the eighty book friends who invested in this book. I was busy packing my luggage the past two days and actually forgot to update it.

　　Then by the way, I wish you all good luck in the Year of the Rabbit, success in your work, and success in your studies!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)