Prodigal son never prodigal

Chapter 113 Playing is the true nature of a prodigal son
In the West Asian arena, it is the dominant gun.

On the final day, the entire shooting range was packed with people watching the Chinese contestant lively, surrounded by all kinds of "intentional and unintentional" noises.

Super stable shot 49 and won the championship.

Saif even missed the target twice at the second target position, as if the first two stops had completely exhausted all his energy and concentration.

And Yan Qing also used many tricks without an opponent, which earned countless cheers from the audience.

The championship is only one aspect, you have to play to show your temperament.

This is the omnipotent player style of Tianqiaoxing, which makes it even more popular among West Asian fans.

Because all of Yan Qing's postures are that of a standard hunter, not just an athlete's machine holding a gun and shooting at targets.

So during the award ceremony, the big man in white robe wearing a noble black veil put the gold medal on his head and smiled and invited the champion to participate in their hunting activity the next day.

Yan Qing must be eager to have a good time!

In China, he had long been severely restricted by some kind of animal protection regulations, and Gai Qingyun also refused to allow him to kill birds casually. He was suffocated to death.

The coach got the qualification for the Olympics as he wished, and naturally he had nothing to say. However, the return time of the business trip cannot be adjusted casually. After the event, he has to bear the reimbursement for accommodation, ticket booking, etc., which is very troublesome.

Yan Qing turned on her phone and Gai Qingyun had already taken a screenshot of the documents packed and sent by Lao Feng: "Didn't I go to the embassy and consulate to get an important document before? Now my leader here requires me to go there again. This time Let’s go separately after the game. I’ll return to China as soon as possible and let you know that I’m safe. I also have to go back to the Provincial Sports Institute, right?”

The coach is already thinking about next year's Olympic Games: "Whatever happens, you have to join the national training team and start preparing for the competition."

How could Yan Qing be willing to be subject to such constraints: "What's the difference between playing in Luzhou and Pingjing? I don't practice coordination with others in this project. Can't I just go to Pingjing to show the training situation every few days?"

Preparing for the Olympics in other competitive sports, not to mention a year and a half in advance, people calculate sports life based on the Olympic cycle. It can be said that you have been preparing for a certain Olympics your whole life, and even talent and hard training are not lacking, except age. If you are not in an Olympic year, you will regret it for the rest of your life.

The national team coach is absolutely sure.

But here at Yanqing, you have nothing to do with teaching me how to shoot. This Northern Song Dynasty person doesn't understand the complicated scientific training methods. It just so happens that he has taken advantage of the weaknesses of the national team that are incomparable.

Women's UFO can occasionally achieve good results, but men's is really super difficult.

The main reason is that the opponent is too strong.

In turn, this huge pressure will greatly reduce the performance level of our male athletes on the field.

It’s just this ignorant and fearless young man who doesn’t care about any masters from West Asia, Europe or the United States.

In short, from the time Yan Qing entered the sports training team, all his coaches were very rude. They really couldn't give much advice other than having fun when they met such talented players.

Even Yan Qing's own style of play is completely different, and he doesn't dare to just find existing players to practice with him.

So after much deliberation, we decided to return home separately. The coaching staff and the leaders of the shooting center reported on the new qualifications and studied the international situation before making a final decision.

Yan Qing smiled happily and finally gained some freedom.

At dawn the next morning, a gorgeous and eye-catching color-blocked Bentley arrived at the hotel where the shooters were staying, pretending to be a member of the royal family to pick up the distinguished guests.

The coach seemed helpless and worried as he sent his wife to a class reunion, taking down the license plate number and giving various instructions.

Yan Qing actually deliberately didn't bring a gun. Of course, he didn't have the authority to mobilize his shotgun. The coach brought it back to China, and the Anhui Sports Institute had someone to take it back and keep it for safekeeping.

Athletes have no opportunity to carry it.

The spacious and luxurious top-level courtesy car gave the two of them an eye-opening experience.

Compared with these luxury cars at home, there is a big gap. There is no end to luxury in life.

Lying back comfortably, the two brothers, who had changed their photo glasses, began to discuss whether they should first put together the two pairs of glasses with their respective strengths. The illiterate people in the physical education institute would definitely not know how to do it. They had to find someone from the science and electronics major. , this is all money...

As he spoke casually, he drove out of the seemingly bustling urban streets and quickly turned into a deserted suburb.

The two of them gradually stopped talking and turned to admire the rare scenery of the lonely smoke in the desert.

The last thing we arrived at was the solitary smoke.

At the end of a neat row of more than a dozen off-road vehicles and courtesy cars of various types, high above the bonfire, there were several luxurious tassel awnings covered with colorful mosaic carpets.

Servants were busy serving around, and a few people in white robes were sitting leisurely under the awning.

Someone was playing the strings that looked like Zhongruan and Pipa, which was very grand.

There is a cool breeze in the morning, the desert temperature has not yet been exposed to the heat of the sun, and it is quite elegant without being disturbed by the beautiful scenery.

Even Gai Qingyun reacted: "Oh, this relatively primitive situation in Arabia and West Asia is exactly what you are familiar with, right?"

That's right, it can be said that everything there made Yan Qing feel friendly and familiar. It was much more fun than fading away in a luxury hotel these days.

When I walked over, I couldn't help but be eager to try it.

But he can definitely control what he should do on this occasion.Facing the white-robed boss, he waved lazily.

Yan Qing's magical move was to touch the white-faced big-headed bird on the shelf under the pergola.

The technique was so skillful that the big-headed bird that stood proudly turned into a cute baby in an instant, squinting its eyes and rubbing against his hand coquettishly.

It’s only been 1000 years, but the bird’s G-spot has still not changed.

In fact, all the people in white robes turned to look at him and cheered in unison!

Unexpectedly, Yan Qing held the bird with one hand, covered her chest with the other, and bowed respectfully...

The bird bowed with him! ! ! !
The cheers were stuck in his throat.

The people in white robes were so surprised that they immediately laughed loudly and clapped. It was amazing!
This rare bird called the Grimace Owl is actually a type of owl and is quite arrogant in nature.

Being raised as an ornamental pet just because it looks silly and cute, it is difficult to tame it for hunting, let alone be polite like this!
Gai Qingyun was surprised. The prodigal brother had always wanted to raise a bird and walk a dog, but he rejected him because he was not doing his job properly. He didn't expect you to be so skilled.

Who can resist this when it comes to picking up girls?

Even members of the royal family are extremely rare. The rather noble boss also stood up and came over and asked him seriously if he could command like this?
At first glance, they are super gamers, and no scientific research, manufacturing, or technological development can impress them as easily as these game details.

Of course, the waiting translation software immediately typed out the subtitles, leaving Gai Qingyun unable to answer on his own. Yan Qing dictated his input and then pronounced it.

It’s different from people who use mobile phones who think they have to pay extra for it.

Yan Qing actually immediately spoke out in a low voice: "Actually, it's not that complicated. Please pay attention to scratching here. If you scratch it a few more times, it will do this. It means that it feels itchy on the neck and wants to bend down and peck. At this time, just seize the opportunity and bow together." "

The big man in white robe was stunned, and then laughed loudly!

This little trick is really simple. It doesn't teach the bird to bow. It's just to tickle the bird. You just move up and follow the bird's pose.

But the effect is great!
It looks very magical and interesting.

The white-robed boss mastered the trick after trying it twice, and after reviewing and consolidating it for a while, he happily gave Yan Qing a seat and asked her to sit down.

Who knows where Tian Qiaoxing came from? All his abilities are for Lu Junyi to be a servant to make his master look good when he attends such a scene.

That's called a person who is good at playing, playing, singing, and making jokes.

I am extremely familiar with this situation.

It really was "waking up" and all he had tried to do in the past few months was to be himself.

But among them, he was still used to doing this and that for Gai Qingyun.

Just like now, I still subconsciously assume the role of a servant.

Smiling, he went over and took the "pipa" ukulele that looked like a turtle shell, and said politely in Arabic: "I am honored to meet you today. I will play a song to entertain you all."

Legend has it that the pipa actually evolved from this oud, and even the ancestor of the guitar is here.

Therefore, for those who are proficient in this type of instrument, they can master it immediately. Anyway, people do not know the musical notation of the music he plays.

But the eloquent Xiliang music "Eight Sounds of Ganzhou", also known as "Yaochi Banquet", is a classic of frontier songs in the Tang Dynasty. From the name, you can tell that it is a piece specially used for entertaining banquets related to the northwest.

Let everyone present be amazed!
Their familiar playthings, musical instruments, repertoire styles, and even language all show that this is an extremely skilled old playmate.

Forget about the lyrics, the title editing team hasn’t used this song yet.

The vast and far-reaching artistic conception is already stunning enough.

The smile of the white-robed boss slowly turned into a concentrated look.

If you go to any social occasion in China, even the music conservatory may not bother to listen to this non-famous tune, and the technique is not very exquisite, making it difficult for people to appreciate the scenery.

Especially in Arabia, where time seems to have frozen, people listened.

When the song ended, everyone was amazed.

But at this time, Yan Qing was finally excited and full of expectations: "Isn't it hunting? What kind of game are you playing?"

I dare him to come here to show off his craftsmanship to his employer. Now he is mainly walking around, not talking about drinking tea and chatting. Get up and have a good time!

That energetic and playful look made the white-robed boss forget that he was here to recruit this shooting master.

He also stood up full of expectation: "Which one will you play?"

Yan Qing counted her treasures with her fingers: "Hound dogs, falcons, bows and arrows, hand crossbows, slingshots, pistols are a little more difficult, long guns are the best, and shotguns are of course my best now."

Gai Qingyun also took a breath together with the Arab tycoons, this is your main business.

No wonder you can be called a prodigal, playing is what you are best at!
(End of this chapter)