So Pure, So Flirtatious

The first thousand three hundred and ninety-nine chapters on the road (on)

Lin Yiyun has already replaced the chopsticks with a flying knife and throws a target not far away. Although the head is a lot worse, the hand strength is much better.

When Yang Ming saw it, she must have worked hard. When she left home, she should have been practicing tirelessly until Chen Mengyu came home.

"No, I can throw it on the target. It is already very good, let alone throw it into the bull's eye. In most cases, it is lost." After dinner, Lin Yiyun, Chen Mengyu and Yang Ming came to the back of the villa. In the garage, he practiced to lose the target. Lin Shuyun lost two times, and he shook his head a little.

The garage is very large. Chen Mengyu’s car has not come back. Even if he returns, he can vacate a lot of places. Lin Yiyun is afraid that he will accidentally break the furniture and the floor when he throws a flying knife at home. After all, the flying knife is not the same as the convenient chopsticks. The chopsticks are made of wood and are very light. Even if the furniture is dropped on the floor, it will not cause any damage.

But the flying knife is different. The flying knife is sharp and sharp. Whether it touches the furniture or the floor, it will always be a certain damage, leaving a scratch or a pit.

"It doesn't matter, you just have to throw it out." Yang Ming smiled and said: "As long as you throw the flying knife, I can cater to the direction of your flying knife, so that it falls on my head accurately. Above the apple."

"But that is too dangerous!" Lin Yiyun was shocked.

"Yesterday, you didn't experiment with convenient chopsticks, isn't it okay?" Yang Ming waved his hand: "So, it's the same."

"Convenient chopsticks are convenient chopsticks, there is no lethality, and the flying knife is different, if it is a miss..." Lin Yiyun did not dare to think about it.

"How can I lose my hand? The control is on my side. If I am sure, I will meet it. If I am not sure, can I still bite my head? I am not stupid?" Yang Ming said with a smile: "You thought I was so Great? Will it be dedicated to art? It’s just a campus art festival, even if it’s deductive?”

"But... I still don't dare..." Lin Yuyun used a flying knife to lose his target. There was no psychological obstacle, but using a flying knife to throw Yang Ming was totally different. It was impossible to mix it.

"Would you like this, nightmare, you are a sister, lead by example, give her a demonstration?" Yang Ming looked at Chen Mengxi.

"I?" Where did Chen Mengxi dare to use the flying knife, and immediately waved: "What kind of joke? I am not as good as Lin sister, she also practiced for a while, I have not practiced even practicing, don't hurt you."

"It's okay." Yang Ming couldn't help but put a flying knife into the hands of Chen Mengyu, and then said to her: "Yu Yun is timid, you don't give her a model, how to be a sister?"

"That's not so bad..." Chen Mengyu lowered his eyes. No way, he had to pick up the flying knife from Yang Ming's hand and measured the weight with his hand. Then he said, "Let's be careful..."

In fact, Chen Mengxi played the flying knife. Chen Fei was a military changer. When Chen Mengxi was a child, Chen Fei did not change his career. He often took Chen Mengyu to target, but because the ammunition was limited, he could not take it casually, so he would also play. Flying knives and the like, but that was a long time ago, and Chen Mengxi didn’t know if he had a chance for a child.

Holding the flying knife in the hand, I feel that the feel is not bad, Chen Mengxi's heart is a little better, at least the previous feel can still find some, in fact, playing a flying knife or a gun, the feel is very important, if you can not find the hand, then No need to mention anything.

Chen Mengxi took a breath and threw the flying knife out. The target was certainly not Yang Ming, but the wooden target not far away. It was a pity that the flying knife was off target and was not tied to the target.

"Dream sister, are you really amazing?" Lin Yuyun looked at Chen Mengyu with some surprise: "You lost it for the first time, it is much better than me. You just rubbed the target. I didn't even touch the target."

Chen Mengxi is a little embarrassed. He used to practice when he was a child. How can he compare with Lin Yuyun who has never been in contact? Picking up a flying knife again, Chen Mengyu got serious this time, held his breath, and took the flying knife out to the target...

Lin Yiyun is not clear, but Yang Ming can't be unclear. She looked at Chen Mengxi's movements, which is much more standard than Lin Yuyun. No matter how strong the strength or angle of throwing is from Lin Yuyun, Yang Ming can judge. Chen Mengxi had definitely played similar things before, even if it was not a flying knife, it was also a dart.

However, Yang Ming did not think that there was anything strange about Lenovo’s career.

"啪", the flying knife was inserted on the raft not far away, and Yu Li let the handle of the flying knife still vibrate. Yang Ming was surprised, but he was not surprised, because Chen Mengyu threw the first knife. When Yang Ming got a general understanding of her strength, but it may not be thrown for a long time, the head is not good, this second knife can be shot on the target, it is not surprising.

Lin Yanyun, but surprised and widened his eyes, incredulously looked at Chen Mengxi: "Dream sister, you are so powerful!"

Chen Mengxi wouldn’t be as sultry as Yang Ming’s, and waved his hand and smiled blushingly: “When I was a child, I played with my dad in the army, but I haven’t touched it for years, and I’m a little rusty.”

"Ah... it turned out to be like this. I thought I was stupid..." Lin Yiyun was amazed. Just now she really felt that she couldn’t compare anything with Chen Mengyu. Not only was she not as good at running a company as Chen Mengxi, but she was not Chen Mengyu. The opponent, now listening to Chen Mengxi said so relieved.

Yang Ming was shocked and heart-felt, and lost the timely explanation of Chen Mengyu. He knew that Lin Yuyun’s girl had a heavy heart and always felt that she could not do it. She did not have self-confidence, so she did not know which little thing would touch her self-esteem. Now, Chen Mengxi has taken the initiative to explain it, and can also let Lin Shuyun solve the happy knot.

"What are you stupid? When I was a child, I played every day, and now I have forgotten it. You have been practicing for two days and you can get the current results. It is very good." Chen Mengyu appreciated.

"Dream sister, do you want to go to the stage with Yang Ming?" Lin Yuyun hesitated, said that she had this idea just now, and now she saw that Chen Mengqi’s flying knife was indeed much better than her. It is even stronger.

“What did I play on stage?” Chen Mengxi quickly waved his hand. “I am the vice president of the Student Union of the School of Economics and Management. When I arrive at the festival, I want to participate in the collective chorus program on behalf of the School of Economics and Management. How can I be free?”

"That's what it is..." Lin Yuyun nodded. "I have forgotten this, and your students will have a big chorus."

"Well, Yun Yun, you are basically almost now, as long as you can throw a flying knife, the head does not matter, everything has me, now we start the actual exercise." Yang Ming found an apple on his head, right Lin Yuyun said.

"Ah? Start now?" Lin Yiyun is obviously a little scared.

"Start now, you take me as a target, come, nightmare, you should be an example first." Yang Ming waved beckoning for Chen Mengxi.

Chen Mengxi had no choice. She knew that if she didn’t open her head and took Lin’s temperament, maybe it would be delayed. However, the time is tight, the more she is negligent in practice, the time is really on the stage, it is easier to make a scorpion, it’s better to The home is solid and not going to make mistakes.

Biting his teeth, licking a flying knife, and then to Yang Ming said: "Well, then I have to lose, are you careful?"

"Well, you lose it." Yang Ming shrugged indifferently: "Let's relax, I'm fine."

Chen Mengxi did not dare to neglect, deliberately throwing the flying knife on the side, afraid of getting to Yang Ming. However, after throwing it out, it is inevitable to tighten the heart, knowing that this height does not hurt Yang Ming, but still some heart palpitations, eyes squinting at the flying knife that he throws.

Yang Ming looked at the direction of Chen Mengqi’s flying knife. Some helpless, is this too high? Lost low, I will catch up as soon as I lean over, but this is high...