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The arrow was not set up, the string was not firmly pulled, let alone aiming, I haven't found where to aim.

The arrow flew out, landing in the middle of the arrow path, and the bow was not held firmly, and then it turned and hit it backwards after a bang.

Duan Feifan was still frozen in place, and his posture had not changed.

Jiang Kuo reacted very quickly, bent his left arm and blocked the coming bowstring under his left arm.

"What are you?" Jiang Kuo stared at him.

You are too close to me.

"Nothing," Duan Feifan glanced at the coach, and everyone turned to the same direction, including the coach. No one noticed this, he let go, "I didn't reconcile."

Jiang Kuo was not there, but he was still far away from him before.

He had to turn his head and glance at Jiang Kuo.

Or something wrong with him.

But when he turned his head, he didn't change the situation. Jiang Kuo was still standing there, covering his arms to waist to legs, and his entire body temperature was covered.

"Is this very dangerous? " Jiang Kuo said, "The arrow was not stuck and the string was not pulled in place. If you do this, it would be like emptying the bow. If the bow is destroyed, the person will die..."

Duan Feifan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Put your eyebrows," said Jiang Kuo, "and it will be seriously damaged by the bow."

"I've told you." Duan Feifan replied.

Jiang Kuo took two steps back, stood in front of the arrow next to him, and took an arrow: "I'll do it."

"Okay Coach Jiang." Duan Feifan replied.

Jiang Kuo glanced at him, decomposed the work step by step, and did it slowly. Finally, when he was full of bows, he waved his head at Duan Feifan: "Come here."

Duan Feifan came behind him.

"The head is a little bit, close to your hand, touch your fingers to the face, and then aim," said Jiang Kuo. "The angle of the bow and the angle of the head and shoulders are all fixed."

"Yes." Duan Feifan followed him and turned his head.

Jiang Kuo shot another arrow, which was almost side by side with the previous one.

At the same time, an arrow next to him also shot out an arrow. After half a distance, he started leaving home mode and landed on the target of the arrow before Duan Feifan.

"Who is this?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"I!" Dong Kundi answered completely.

"So accurate..." Jiang Kuo said.

"Do we want to change to a shorter path?" Ding Zhe has been practicing his work, and has not yet shot an arrow. "I feel like I won't see the bull's eye at this distance."

"What to change! This is the standard length! Besides, it doesn't make any sense to see you. You might be able to "shoot" on Jiang Kuo's target," said Liu Pang, "Mine."

"Don't look around when pulling the bow, it's dangerous!" said the coach, "Concentrate!"

Liu Pang immediately lost his voice and focused on aiming.

Whoosh!

The arrow did not go to another path, but it did not hit the target, and landed on the wall one meter below the target.

Then he felt that Ding Zhe, who had been aiming for 10,000 years, finally shot an arrow and actually got on the target.

"Not bad!" the coach encouraged.

A group of people followed suit and applauded.

It was a lively atmosphere, and Duan Feifan felt that his previous emotions had been separated. He glanced at Jiang Kuo and stood back in front of the arrow.

"Who's the one on the ground?" Dong Kun asked suddenly.

"My." Duan Feifan said.

"I'm fucking, did you throw it away with your hands?" Dong Kun said.

I was very happy.

"I haven't arrived. I think Duan Feifan is the best we have," said Liu Pang. "I haven't arrived, I'm not as good as Ding Zhe, a second-hand guy."

"Jiang Kuo's teaching level is not good, come on." Ding Zhe was proud.

Duan Feifan didn't say anything, Jiang Kuo.

Jiang Kuo raised his right eyebrows and looked at him.

"Continue." Duan Feifan said.

Jiang Kuo came to him: "Did I just poke your itchy flesh?"

"No." Duan Feifan aimed ahead.

This time, because his posture was relatively standard, Jiang Kuo did not teach one by one again, but just stood beside him and stretched out his hand to raise his bow.

Duan Feifan's attention was half aiming, and half on his fingers hooked.

No more accidents, no more accidents.

It is not a shame to throw another arrow out. As a person with good luck and physical coordination, it is a bit strange if his arrow has problems.

"When you are loose, you should be just right," Jiang Kuo retreated behind him and glanced with him, "Don't drag the mud at the same time with three fingers."

Duan Feifan controlled his breathing.

With a loose finger, the arrow whizzed out.

It landed ten centimeters below the target.

He tskated.

"Follow the feeling I just felt, look up." Jiang Kuo said.

"Yes," Duan Feifan hesitated for a moment, "I'm a little nervous when you stand by me."

"Are you three years old?" Jiang Kuo said.

"I'm nervous when I was thirty," Duan Feifan said.

"Okay." Jiang Kuo retreated and said, "Are you nervous when I'm holding you?"

"...it's done." Duan Feifan took an arrow.

Jiang Kuo was carrying his works.

Duan Feifan learned things very quickly. His posture was already quite standard when he first started. There was no big problem, but he actually loosened his strings for no reason.

Although the arrow has been successfully shot out this time, Jiang Kuo can feel something is wrong.

It's just that what's wrong is that he is not sure about it.

"Is it a competition?" Liu Pang asked there.

After trying the arrow, I suddenly felt confident about myself and even agreed.

"Okay." Jiang Kuo said.

"I didn't count you," said Liu Pang, "What are you good at? You can make a proof there."

"I won't take me to play." Jiang Kuo tskated, "I can give you eight arrows in one round."

"Fuck," said Dong Kun, "Is this considered blatant contempt for us?"

"Count it." Duan Feifan said.

"Then I'll play with myself." Jiang Kuo said with a smile, "If you practice for half a while, how can you calculate the score if you miss the target in the competition?"

"Damn!" the individual shouted at the same time.

"Okay, after half a time of practice," Ding Zhe said, "the loser treats you."

"Do you want to count Sun Ji and those two?" Duan Feifan said, "Are you coming soon?"

"They are here to play the game." Dong Kun said, "Just sending a representative. Sun Ji said that his wife shot arrows, isn't it bragging?"

In order not to invite this meal, I immediately devoted myself to serious practice.

After Duan Feifan's arrow, he started to get on the target, but he was always in the outer circle.

Jiang Kuo played with his posture from time to time.

But it is because Duan Feifan is too focused or something else. Jiang Kuo's eyes never met him. To be precise, Duan Feifan never glanced at this side.

After practicing for about ten minutes, Duan Feifan finally stopped and asked him.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Kuo was aiming.

You continue to be as if no one is around.

"You'll finish shooting this arrow first." Duan Feifan said.

Jiang Kuo didn't say anything and shot out with an arrow.
To be continued...