Song Feilong walked over quickly, looked at Yang Momo with a faint smile and said, "Schoolmate Momo likes to shoot arrows?"
Yang Momo said expressionlessly: "I can't say I like it, I just come and have fun. Senior, have you gone to racing?"
Song Feilong gave the woman in the suit next to him a look, and the latter immediately handed him a bow and arrow, and then said, "I drove the racing car all night and I was a little tired of playing, so I wanted to come to the archery hall to relax. I didn't expect that it was such a coincidence, my school girl
You are here too.”
Yang Momo knew very well that it was most likely that this woman in the suit secretly reported the news, but if she left again at this time, it would be a bit too obvious and could only say with a slight smile:
"It's really a coincidence."
call out!
Song Feilong held the bow and arrow, gently pulled and released the arrow, and the small arrow hit the bull's eye ten meters away, ten rings!
Slap sex!
Applause suddenly rang out.
"Wow, Ten Rings, Young Master Song not only drives the car well, but also shoots the arrows accurately. He is really an all-rounder, amazing, amazing!"
"Sure enough, excellent people are excellent in everything they do. Young Master Song is really a role model for us. I should learn from Young Master Song."
"This is so far away. It should be thirty meters without fifty meters. Whether I can shoot or not is a question."
The Yang family who followed up made the smile on Song Feilong's face more obvious, and he said modestly: "This is actually nothing, it's just a piece of cake to me."
After just hearing Yang Momo went to the archery hall, Song Feilong was very happy because he could only be considered an introduction to racing.#@$&
But he is definitely a master of archery. He has won the top ten results in the amateur competition held in Tiancheng before, although this competition was sponsored by their Song family.
Then Song Feilong looked at Yang Momo and said proudly:
"School sister sees that you have some force when you hold the bow and arrow. She seems to be a novice, so why don't I teach you."
Looking at Yang Momo's jade-like little hand, he was already imagining the feeling of touching it, which must be very wonderful.
Yang Momo smiled slightly and pulled Zhou Yi and said, "I'm sorry, senior, before you came, I've asked my friend to teach me, so I won't delay your time."%&(&
This friend?
This made many people in the audience stunned.
Suddenly, he focused his attention on Zhou Yi.
"My friend, can you shoot arrows?" Song Feilong stared at Zhou Yi, his eyes full of threat.
Normally, Zhou Yi will quit whenever he is keen on the slightest, but unfortunately, Zhou Yi is not a slightest person.
"I understand a little bit, and there is no problem in teaching a novice." Zhou Yi smiled helplessly. Yang Momo didn't call him a cousin, he already knew that he was going to use him as a shield.
It is hard to expose it at this time.
Of course, the Yang family knew Zhou Yi’s identity, but they also realized that Yang Momo used Zhou Yi as a shield.
This undoubtedly pushed Zhou Yi to the opposite of Song Feilong. Yang Mingming and others were very happy to see this scene, so he immediately gave other Yang family members a look and told them not to talk too much.
"I understand a little bit... I'm proficient, so why don't I let me do it..." Before Song Fei finished speaking, his face turned dark.
Because Zhou Yi did not listen to him at all, but turned around and began to instruct Yang Momo how to pull the bow and shoot the arrow.
Moreover, the two are very close, they are almost always stuck together, and they look extremely ambiguous.
This made Song Feilong clench his fists and buckle the blue veins on his forehead, because if it weren't for Zhou Yi, he would have been so close to Yang Momo now.
"Mad, let Lu Ruiming go first because the Lu family is strong. This guy is the old man, and he dares to destroy the good things of labor and capital. I won't kill you tonight." Song Feilong had nothing on the surface, but he had already made a judgment in his heart.
Zhou Yi's "death penalty".
At this moment, Zhou Yi was next to Yang Momo, holding a bow and arrow, and taught her how to aim and exert force step by step.
"Cousin, you probably won't blame me, right?"
Yang Momo whispered, if it weren't for yesterday's incident, she wouldn't dare let Zhou Yi be a shield, but since Zhou Yi even knew Ximen Ye, it was naturally no problem for a Song Feilong.
Without waiting for Zhou Yi to respond, she said:
"I have no choice. At the beginning, this guy at school was like a candy and couldn't even get rid of it. He was so annoyed that he wouldn't want to see him sticking to me, right?"
Zhou Yi couldn't help but twitch. Yang Momo, a green tea bitch, really had no choice.
I can only say: "Learn arrows well."
"Okay, I promise to live up to my cousin's expectations."
call out!
Yang Momo shot an arrow, and then there was an uproar around him.
Because this woman was shot empty again.
"This is not good at teaching. You can actually get off the target at such a close distance. Even if you close your eyes and ejaculate, you won't have the result."
"Stop being stubborn, let Mr. Song come."
"Yes, it's impolite to keep staying there. Don't be embarrassed, go away quickly."
People from Yang Mingming's sect all spoke sarcastic.
Zhou Yi had never heard of it, so he continued to teach Yang Momo some details and techniques of archery, and then shot the second arrow.
call out!
"I hit it!" Yang Momo said in surprise.
Everyone looked at it and the small arrow hit about the fourth ring. Although it was on the edge, it did hit it.
"Haha, it's only the fourth ring road, what's there to be happy about?"
Yang Lingling sarcastically said that after Song Feilong left the racing stadium, she also followed her. At this time, she looked at Song Feilong and said with anticipation: "Mr. Song, I also want to learn archery, so teach me."
Song Feilong ignored her request and looked at Zhou Yi and said, "My friend, your skills are not that good."
Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows and quipped and said, "It's not my fault. Mo Mo is not good. She hasn't played with it before."
Song Feilong sneered: "If it doesn't work, it won't work. I still want to blame you. I'm really not a man. If you have the ability, compare with me?"
Zhou Yi was about to speak, but Yang Momo quickly stopped him. She originally wanted Zhou Yi to be a shield, but she didn't want him to have a conflict with Song Feilong directly, so she hurriedly said:
"Don't make a noise, I won't play anymore."
Song Feilong smiled and said, "It's just right if Mo Mo doesn't play. This friend just happens to have time to compete with me."
"If you are a man, don't escape."
Zhou Yi couldn't help but smile, thought for a while and nodded: "It's possible to compete, but it's not interesting to have no lottery."
Song Feilong's eyes lit up: "Want to be a lottery? Haha, I think so too, that's it."
"I know that the Yang family will hold a very important banquet tomorrow. If you win, you can designate a member of the Yang family and let me accept his invitation to attend the banquet."
As soon as these words were said, the audience was in an uproar. The promise of a first-class family son was too valuable.
Only Gong Qiuyang was a little stunned. What was going on?
Didn’t Mr. Song agree to me?
Why did it bet again?
"Mr. Song, this..." Gong Qiuyang wanted to remind him, and was interrupted directly by Song Feilong: