Chapter 13
After hearing Yin Mu's words, everyone was confused. Chen Qinglin was even more stunned, with a complicated expression, as if he was doubting his life.
Meng Meng looked confused and asked on their behalf: "Why?"
"Well, that's it..." Yin Mu touched his nose, "Didn't he draw the smallest number among all the lots when he drew the lots? His luck is as bad as mine, so..."
[Huh? No? Is it still possible to choose like this?]
[I've never heard such a reason in my life. I've learned something new.]
[No, I don't believe it! Yin Mu clearly has feelings for Chen Qinglin!]
[Hahahaha, is Chen Qinglin about to break down?]
I thought it was true love, but it turned out to be sympathy. It hurts, it hurts so much.
…
Meng Meng couldn't help laughing, and asked Chen Qinglin curiously, "Chen Qinglin, what do you think about this?"
Chen Qinglin curled his lips: "Should I say I'm honored?"
Yin Mu smiled at him ingratiatingly: "Don't be angry, I will vote for you next time."
"……Thanks."
"Okay, anyway, let me reiterate the current score." Meng Meng looked at the scorecard in her hand and said, "For the boys, Chen Qinglin leads with six points, while Zhang Yang and Jiang Nanyu each have three points, making it a tie. For the girls, the bonus points are: Yin Mu gets two points, and Zheng Wei and Zhou Jingyu get one point each."
She paused for a moment and continued, "The third round of games will start later. Everyone, please take a five-minute break."
Everyone was chatting in groups, guessing what the third round of games would be. Yin Mu, sitting in his chair, glanced casually and saw Zhou Jingyu standing on tiptoe, whispering something in Jiang Nanyu's ear. He didn't know what she said, but a faint blush spread across Jiang Nanyu's face.
Yin Mu inexplicably recalled that when they were playing games, Zhou Jingyu also leaned close to Zheng Wei's ear to talk, and then Zheng Wei lost her composure and lost the game.
What on earth did she say? Yin Mu was puzzled and felt that Zhou Jingyu was extremely strange and unpredictable.
Just as she was wondering, someone put a bottle of cold water on her face from behind. The cold touch startled her. When she turned around, she found it was Zheng Wei.
Yin Mu took the water and said, "Thank you."
Zheng Wei sat down next to her and asked, "What are you daydreaming about?"
"Nothing." Yin Mu shook her head, took a sip of water, and looked at Zheng Wei who was drinking water nonchalantly. Curiosity finally made her set her sights on herself.
"Zheng Wei."
"Um?"
"When you were playing games with Zhou Jingyu, what did she say to you?"
Zheng Wei didn't expect her to ask this. She choked on a mouthful of water and coughed awkwardly. Yin Mu hurriedly patted her back gently: "Don't get excited. Drink slowly."
Zheng Wei wiped the water from the corner of her mouth and glared at Yin Mu angrily: "Why are you asking this?"
"I'm just... curious." Yin Mu prevaricated guiltily, then pleaded, "Just tell me, I really want to know."
"What's so good about asking that?" Zheng Wei frowned, screwed the cap on her mineral water bottle, and for safety's sake, covered the microphone pinned to her collar. She lowered her voice and said viciously, "Zhou Jingyu is a very scheming person."
"Ah? How do you put it?"
"That's the truth. If you don't believe me, forget it." Zheng Wei rolled her eyes. "I'm so pissed off. I don't want to talk about her."
Zheng Wei is a straightforward person who speaks without restraint, which Yin Mu already knows, but she still doesn't understand why Zheng Wei is so angry with Zhou Jingyu. But seeing that she is gritting her teeth and doesn't want to say anything, there is nothing she can do and can only give up temporarily.
After a short break, the third round of the game was about to begin. The staff had already set up the venue - three targets were lined up in a row, with bows and quivers filled with arrows placed on the side.
"Archery?" Zheng Wei's eyes lit up, and she immediately forgot her previous displeasure. "This is fun. Can I try it?"
"Of course," Meng Meng agreed happily, saying, "Let's first invite a guest to demonstrate under the guidance of a coach so that everyone can learn the basic moves and precautions. Who wants to come?"
After all, Yin Mu had been watching martial arts dramas and reading martial arts novels since she was a child, so she was naturally very interested in archery. However, the soreness she felt when she raised her arms made her feel reluctant.
Zheng Wei was very enthusiastic and was the first to respond: "I'll do it!"
Meng Meng bent down and gestured: "Please."
After Zheng Wei came forward, Meng Meng called over the boy who had been standing nearby and said, "This is the coach we specially invited for you. Everyone, give him a round of applause!"
The boy took off his baseball cap and waved hello: "Hello everyone, you can call me Coach Lu."
"welcome!"
"welcome!"
Yin Mu applauded along with everyone else and absentmindedly looked at the so-called Coach Lu. He was quite tall, about the same height as Chen Qinglin, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose bridge, and a clear jawline. He had a very tough appearance.
Coach Lu seemed to have noticed her gaze and smiled at her, with an uncomfortably aggressive look in his eyes.
Yin Mu looked away as if nothing had happened.
[Who are you, handsome guy? ]
【This coach is quite handsome! 】
【Wow, I like this type! 】
[The production team is so smart, the coaches all choose handsome guys.]
[Today, praise the program team! ]
…
With the help of Coach Lu, Zheng Wei put on protective gear and took the bow and arrow in her hand. Others also gathered around and learned seriously.
"Turn sideways, feet shoulder-width apart." Coach Lu patiently helped Zheng Wei adjust her posture. "Keep your left hand steady, pull the bow back with your right hand, and keep your eyes level with the bow and arrow. — Very good, everyone, see, this is the basic standing posture."
"Let your right shoulder drop and stretch. Keep your left arm and right elbow level. Now let's adjust the arrow's position."
Zheng Wei followed Coach Lu step by step, aiming her right eye at the center of the target through the sight, and released her finger after confirming that it was correct.
The arrow flew through the air with a whoosh sound.
Everyone looked in the direction of the arrow and saw that it just landed on the edge of the target, but it shook and fell to the ground again.
Zheng Wei sighed regretfully and shook her right hand: "This is harder than I thought."
Coach Lu encouraged her: "It's okay. It's great if you can hit the target for the first time."
"Thank you, Zheng Wei, for your brave attempt." Meng Meng applauded vigorously and asked, "Who else wants to try it?"
Before anyone else could say anything, Zheng Wei took the initiative to push Yin Mu out: "Yin Mu, come here!"
Yin Mu was pushed out unexpectedly, with a puzzled look on his face: "Huh?"
Zheng Wei stuffed the bow and arrow and protective gear into her hands and said, "Even though you can't hit the target, it's still fun."
"But--"
Zheng Wei encouraged her again: "This opportunity is rare, there's nothing wrong with giving it a try."
Chen Qinglin looked at Yin Mu and said, "Your arm hurts, so you'd better stop drawing the bow."
Before Yin Mu could answer, Coach Lu spoke first: "It's okay, I'll help you. Trust me, I'm a professional."
Everyone was looking at him, so Yin Mu had no choice but to agree: "Okay, then I'll try. If I miss the target, don't laugh at me."
She put on her protective gear, recalled the key points that Coach Lu emphasized when teaching Zheng Wei, and got into position.
Coach Lu stood behind her, reached out and held her forearm, helped her correct her movements, and said, "Higher."
He was too close and attacked without his permission. Yin Mu felt uncomfortable and calmly pushed him away with his elbow: "Got it, thank you, coach."
Coach Lu calmly took a half step back and said, "Aim and shoot."
Yin Mu stared at the center of the bull's eye without blinking, and when he felt there was no problem, he released his fingers. However, at the moment he released his fingers, he failed to control the direction, and the arrow shot out at an angle and hit the outermost edge of the target on the left.
Zheng Wei burst out laughing and teased Yin Mu: "Is this your tactic, Yin Mu?"
Yin Mu coughed awkwardly: "At least it hit the target, didn't it?"
Coach Lu smiled and said, "Not bad, both girls performed very well."
"Okay, now that Zheng Wei and Yin Mu have both demonstrated the opposite, it's the boys' turn." Meng Meng walked over to the target, pulled out the arrows and put them back in the quiver, saying, "Each person will have five shots, and the best score will determine the ranking."
[Pfft, how did Yin Mu manage to be so crooked? ]
[That's amazing! I'd definitely miss the target.]
【Yin Mu: You never expected that, I did it on purpose.】
[Next time, just aim to the right. (dog head)]
Meng Meng said seriously that the negative example was hilarious.
…
Chen Qinglin, Zhang Yang and Jiang Nanyu each chose a position and stood ready.
Yin Mu and the others wrote down their predictions for the outcome of this session step by step, then stood up to watch the game.
Meng Meng said, "Then let's go from left to right, starting with Chen Qinglin. Chen Qinglin, are you ready?"
Chen Qinglin raised his bow and arrow: "Ready."
"Just start whenever you're ready."
Chen Qinglin nodded, drew his bow and arrow, and shot without much hesitation. Although he was not very skilled, he was lucky and scored a five on his first shot, which was a decent score for a novice.
Zhang Yang claimed that he had a friend who was a partner in a shooting range and that he had been there several times, so he seemed very confident.
He always boasted, and Yin Mu was almost immune to it. He tilted his head and whispered to Zheng Wei, "Here we go again! Why doesn't this guy learn his lesson?"
Zheng Wei covered her mouth and laughed: "That's not necessarily true. After all, we are in the same industry."
Yin Mu turned around and unexpectedly met the gaze of Coach Lu outside the camera, and couldn't help but frown.
He was left behind by Meng Meng to be a referee, but Yin Mu felt uncomfortable when he thought of his inappropriate behavior when he was guiding him in archery just now, and didn't want to look at him anymore.
Zhang Yang aimed at the bull's eye and loosened his fingers.
Yin Mu looked over and his eyes widened in shock.
Zhang Yang put away his bow and arrow and said proudly, "I haven't practiced for a long time. It seems that I am still as good as ever."
When Yin Mu heard him say this, the slight admiration that had just arisen in his heart disappeared completely. He thought speechlessly that the word "modest" really did not exist in this person's dictionary.
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