He Yan was sitting with Stone Wheat.

Hong Shan's worried face was about to drip with water. He looked at He Yan and said, "Ah He, you can't even draw a bow now. What will you do in the future? Why don't we go and talk to Coach Liang and ask you to be a soldier. Although it doesn't sound glorious, you are lucky, right, Xiaomi?" He touched Xiaomi with his elbow, motioning Xiaomi to say a few words as well.

Xiao Mai stammered in agreement, "That's right, Brother He, even if you become a soldier, we will come to see you often."

He Yan smiled but said nothing.

Hong Shan was really worried when he saw this. After spending these days with He Yan, he found that he and this young man had a very good temperament. Compared with his own little brother who was spoiled and sometimes gave him a headache, He Yan was much more sensible. This was the ideal brother he wanted, and unknowingly, he began to treat He Yan as his own brother.

But He Yan couldn't even draw the bow. If he went to the battlefield in the future, he would be going to die. How could he watch his brother jump into the fire pit?

"Brother Shan, don't worry about me. I will be able to draw the bow tomorrow." She comforted him.

"You think you are a word master and can make things come true just by saying it." Hong Shan was furious. "Why won't this kid wake up?"

But Shitou, who had been silent all this time, was silent for a while and asked, "Do you have any tips?"

"There is no trick," He Yan thought for a while, "I have never had good qualifications. There are many things I cannot do, so I can only try a few more times. Later I found that as long as I try a few more times, I can succeed." After saying this, He Yan sighed.

Everyone in the world said that General Feng Yun was a natural born general, a genius, but in fact, it was not so magical. She was even weaker than men because she was a woman. In other words, she was not qualified. She spent many years turning He Yan into a brave and invincible general on the battlefield, but after being reborn, she was given such a weak body again.

Could this be the meaning of "When Heaven is about to bestow a great responsibility on a man, it must first make him work hard and starve"? She didn't expect to be outstanding, and it would be fine if she could be born as a strong man like Wang Ba.

It will be much easier to do things than it is now!

He Yan kept thinking about this until he went to bed at night.

The recruits were tired after a long day, so they naturally slept soundly at night, snoring one after another. He Yan estimated the time, and when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, he climbed up from the bed again.

Xiao Mai turned over and mumbled something. He Yan paused for a while, making sure he didn't wake up, and then tiptoed out the door.

After leaving the room, he headed straight for the martial arts arena. The martial arts arena was empty at night. There was a lot of night wind in the mountains in summer, and the night wind blew the flags and banners rustling. Under the moonlight, the green waves in the forest undulated, spreading out a piece of moonlight.

The borders were mostly bitterly cold, and Liangzhou was already considered very good. She had never seen such scenery when she led troops to garrison in the past, and most of them were desolate. For a moment, her steps slowed down, as if she couldn't bear to break the quiet night.

Some of the crossbows that were used during the day had already been put away, leaving only one or two that were not very useful. The straw targets were all over the place, and there was no time to straighten them up. After the march was over tomorrow morning, new soldiers would clean them up. He Yan walked to the row of straw targets and searched for a long time. In the darkness, she groped for an arrow that had fallen beside it. She took the arrow and walked back to the crossbow.

Things that others can do easily take her a lot of time to complete. But she can't help but do it. If she doesn't do it, she will have to live like this for the rest of her life.

She tried to pull the bow, but it was very heavy and she could only pull it a little bit. It was not very noticeable when she looked with her naked eyes.

He Yan put down the bow and rubbed his wrist.

After a while, she tried to draw the bow again, but just like before, only a little bit.

She tried this five or six times, and finally there was some improvement. This time the bow she pulled was better than before, at least it could be seen that she was pulling it.

He Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, she herself was not sure about what she said to Coach Liang during the day, because Miss He had never lifted anything heavy in the past ten years. When she first arrived at the He family, she only chopped a piece of firewood and her hands were worn out. Drawing a bow is really a bit difficult for Miss He. But the situation at that time forced her to say so. If she can't draw the bow tomorrow, that's another matter. At worst, she can cheat the coach and have a few more chances.

In this world, those who work hard will always get better results than those who don't. She has no talent, the only thing she has is this hard work. But there are also things in this world that you can't get even if you work hard all your life, that is, the human heart.

She sacrificed herself for the He family and gave all her love to Xu Zhiheng, but despite her efforts, it was all in vain.

He Yan lowered her eyes, put her finger on the bow and shot an arrow. This arrow seemed to vent all her pain. It made a rustling sound in the dark night and flew towards the straw target in the dark.

The arrow did not hit the straw target, but fell halfway down without any strength. Her strength was still too weak. She could barely draw the bow and shoot the arrow, but that was all.

Not every pain can be fully vented.

He Yan smiled and stood up to pick up the arrow. When she reached the arrow, she suddenly realized something and raised her head. About ten steps away from her, there was a pair of brocade boots with dark golden patterns embroidered on them, which flashed a gorgeous color in the night.

Is there someone here? She was so focused on practicing archery that she didn't notice it. He Yan stood up and took a few steps forward, and the person standing in the night was fully revealed.

It turned out to be Xiao Jue.

The martial arts arena was so large that it was only illuminated by moonlight. He stood behind the straw target, wearing a dark robe, and disappeared into the night. He Yan treated him as a target next to him.

The handsome young man looked at her calmly, without any intention of explaining. He Yan felt that he was being treacherous for no reason. She calmed herself down, cleared her throat, and decided to take the initiative, saying, "What are you doing here?"

"Watch you practice archery."

Although the tone was cold, He Yan could clearly hear a hint of sarcasm.

"What's wrong with me practicing archery? What do you think after you watch it?" He Yan asked.

The handsome young man lowered his brows, and his long eyelashes trembled softly like butterfly wings in the moonlight. However, his tone was cold and a little mocking.

"I'm surprised that someone could work so hard and still be so vulnerable."

He Yan was stunned.

For a moment, time and space overlapped, the sound of the wind gradually faded away, the night sky was filled with stars, and the figure of the young man in front of me gradually blurred and turned into the back of a teenager.

Whose voice fell into my ears, carrying a familiar mocking tone.

"I didn't expect someone would work so hard and still be a weakling."

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Yanyan: Other kids have gone home from school, but I’m still studying.