Chapter 67: Choosing People

The next morning, the sky was a little cloudy and there was a strong wind.

Fang Zhixing woke up naturally and got up to wash.

Soon, a servant brought breakfast, which included large meat buns and meat porridge.

This was Fang Zhixing's first time eating military rations. He ate ten big meat buns and three bowls of meat porridge in one breath, and felt warm all over.

"Let's go to the training ground."

A man and a dog walked out of the courtyard and came to the training ground.

It should still be early now.

However, when Fang Zhixing arrived at the training ground, he found that everyone had already arrived.

Three hundred archers were lined up in an orderly manner, with temporary instructor Gao Daxing standing in front.

There were four other people standing next to him, namely Luo Kezhao, Ding Zhigang, Wen Yuwen, and a strange young man dressed in gorgeous clothes.

They were silent and looked at Fang Zhixing in unison.

This situation...

Fang Zhixing took a deep breath and couldn't help but think of an old saying: There is no benefit in getting up early.

He walked forward without changing his expression.

Luo Kezhao smiled and said, "Coach Fang, you got up really early. Everyone is waiting for you."

Fang Zhixing said calmly: "I am not good at drinking. I drank too much last night. I hope you will forgive me, Second Young Master."

"It's okay, you're not late."

Luo Kezhao chuckled, raised his finger and pointed at the strange young man, introducing him: "His name is Dong Xianrong, my cousin, and the one who is competing with you is him."

Fang Zhixing looked at Dong Xianrong. He was a tall man, wearing gold and jade jewelry, with a fake smile on his face. He had something in his mouth, which he kept chewing.

"Brother Dong, please give me your guidance." Fang Zhixing bowed and smiled.

Dong Xianrong squinted his eyes, leaned sideways, saluted, and said with a crooked mouth: "Please give me more advice."

"Well, now that I've greeted you, let's get started."

Luo Kezhao seemed to be getting impatient and shouted to Fang Zhixing, "Hurry up and pick out ten people as soon as possible."

After saying this, he added with a beaming smile, "Before you came, my cousin had already selected ten people. First come, first served. Do you have any objection?"

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but glance at Gao Daxing, and then he understood what was going on.

No wonder they came so early, it turned out that they wanted to get the best archers first.

In fact, he had thought about doing this last night.

But considering that Luo Kezhao would interfere, this operation would be difficult to implement, so we gave up.

"This group of people is quite shameless and has no moral principles."

Seeing this, Xigou couldn't help but complain.

Fang Zhixing was not angry, but just glanced at Ding Zhigang and Wen Yuwen.

They are supervisors whose job is to ensure the competition is fair.

But at this moment, Ding Zhigang lowered his head slightly and looked at the ants on the ground, concentrating and showing great interest.

Wen Yuwen put his hands in his sleeves and looked at the rolling clouds in the sky leisurely, as if he was observing the celestial phenomena.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing sneered in his heart and said loudly: "First come, first served, it's human nature, I have no objection."

Luo Kezhao and Dong Xianrong looked at each other and laughed, "Okay, then hurry up and choose."

Fang Zhixing walked into the square formation of 290 archers, observed the body shape of each person, and occasionally pinched their arms and waists with his hands.

In a short while, he selected ten people.

"Have you chosen?"

Luo Kezhao was so excited that he immediately added a rule, "Once you have chosen someone, you cannot replace anyone. Even if the person you chose is sick or has to be absent for some reason, it can only be considered as withdrawal and cannot be replaced."

Fang Zhixing asked: "Don't both sides have substitutes?"

"certainly!"

Luo Kezhao spoke loudly, blocking all possible escape routes.

Fang Zhixing understood and nodded, "No problem, I can accept it."

"good!"

Luo Kezhao was overjoyed and said, "Then the competition officially begins. Both sides should train separately and not disturb each other. We will see the result in ten days."

After saying this, he winked at Dong Xianrong and turned away.

"Ten of you, follow me."

Dong Xianrong waved his hand, took away the ten people he had selected, walked to the back of the training ground, and occupied the shooting range.

Fortunately, there were four shooting ranges and they only occupied the largest one.

Fang Zhixing was not impatient. He slowly called the ten people he had selected aside and had them all sit on the ground, forming a circle.

"Please introduce yourselves first." Fang Zhixing looked at them and smiled gently.

A young man who looked more lively spoke first: "My name is Huang Dashun, you can call me Shunzi, my family lives in Huaishu Lane, and there are seven people in my family..."

Huang Dashun spoke fluently and in great detail, making a good start.

Fang Zhixing smiled and said, "Very good, you can introduce yourselves in this way as well."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Seeing this, the other nine people no longer remained reserved and introduced themselves one by one.

"My name is Deng Siwang..."

"My name is Zhang Dahe..."

As expected, they were all illiterate and not a single one could read.

Fang Zhixing also asked about their archery skills and how they usually trained.

Huang Dashun and the others talked at once, saying that Gao Daxing taught them this way.

After understanding it, Fang Zhixing said to himself, "As expected."

Gao Daxing knows a little about archery, but not much.

He teaches others in a rigid way based entirely on the experience he has accumulated over the years.

For example, he would ask archers not to aim directly at the target when shooting arrows, but to raise the bow and aim at a distance above the target's head.

But he couldn't explain why he did this.

What's worse is that he only knew that he should aim at a certain distance above the target's head, but he didn't know how high the bow should be raised, how high it should be raised at a distance of 50 meters, how high it should be raised at a distance of 100 meters, and how to adjust it when there is wind or no wind.

Gao Daxing couldn't explain these important details clearly, as everything depended entirely on the unpredictable feel of the hand.

In his words, practice makes perfect, just practice more and you'll get it.

Fang Zhixing knew that if a person did not summarize and sublimate his own experience and form a systematic theory, he would not be able to become an expert.

Fang Zhixing pondered for a moment, picked up a branch, drew a few simple diagrams on the ground, and then explained some easy-to-understand theoretical knowledge to Huang Dashun and the others to give them an ideological baptism.

Huang Dashun and his ten companions were indeed very surprised. Their eyes were opened, and they listened attentively and learned seriously.

The thin dog lay nearby and watched this scene, with a look of disgust on his face.

He knew that Fang Zhixing had worked in large companies and participated in new employee training. He knew that he was adept at all kinds of brainwashing and PUA and was very good at fooling people.

About half an hour later, Fang Zhixing brought Huang Dashun and others to another shooting range, where he personally demonstrated how to shoot arrows and shot ten arrows in a row.

He just showed off his skills a little bit, but the result was that every arrow hit its target. He shot wherever he pointed, which was amazing.

"sharp!"

“Awesome!”

“It’s amazing!”

Huang Dashun and his companions had never seen such superb archery skills before. They were all shocked, convinced and worshipped him as a god.

Strong prestige was established in such a simple way.

Next, Fang Zhixing broke down each of his movements, explaining them in detail starting from the standing posture, teaching them step by step.

Huang Dashun and his ten companions were already convinced and became more serious, following the instructions step by step.

At the same time, Dong Xianrong became more high-profile.

He ordered people to build a closed fence, bought a lot of rabbits and put them in it, allowing the ten archers to shoot them freely.

(End of this chapter)