Chapter 1319

Lin Zhiyun had already replaced the convenient chopsticks with a throwing knife, and went to throw a target not far away. Although the accuracy was much worse, her hand strength was much more stable.

Yang Ming could tell that she must have worked hard. During the time she left home just now, she should have been practicing unremittingly until Chen Mengyan came home.

"No, I can throw it on the target. It's pretty good, let alone the bull's eye. In most cases, I miss it." After the meal, Lin Zhiyun, Chen Mengyan and Yang Ming came to the back of the villa together Lin Zhiyun practiced throwing a target in the garage, and Lin Zhiyun shook her head guiltily after throwing it twice.

The garage is huge, and Chen Mengyan's car hasn't come back yet. Even if she comes back, there will be a lot of room to spare. Lin Zhiyun is afraid that throwing a throwing knife at home will accidentally damage the furniture and the floor. After all, throwing knives are different from handy chopsticks. The chopsticks are made of wood and are very light. Even if they rub the furniture and drop it on the floor, it will not cause any damage.

But the flying knife is different. The flying knife is very sharp and sharp. Whether it touches the furniture or the floor, it will always cause a certain amount of damage, leaving a scratch or pit.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can throw it." Yang Ming smiled and comforted: "As long as you throw the throwing knife, I can cater to the direction of your throwing knife and make it land on my head accurately. on top of the apples."

"But that's too dangerous!" Lin Zhiyun was startled.

"Yesterday, you also tested it with convenient chopsticks, isn't it all right?" Yang Ming waved his hand indifferently: "So, it's the same."

"Convenient chopsticks are convenient chopsticks, they are not lethal, but flying knives are different, if you miss..." Lin Zhiyun didn't dare to think about it.

"How could I miss it? The control is on my side. If I am sure, I will go up. If I am not sure, I can still bite the bullet? I am not stupid?" Yang Ming said with a smile: "You think I am so Great? Will you dedicate yourself to art? It’s just a campus art festival, so what if the show fails?”

"But... I still don't dare..." Lin Zhiyun used a flying knife to throw a target without any psychological barriers, but throwing a flying knife to throw Yang Ming is a completely different matter, and it is impossible to confuse it.

"How about this, Meng Yan, you, as a sister, set an example for her?" Yang Ming looked at Chen Mengyan.

"Me?" Chen Mengyan didn't dare to use a throwing knife, she immediately waved her hand and said, "Are you kidding me? I'm not as good as Sister Lin, she has practiced for a while, I haven't even practiced, don't hurt you."

"It's okay." Yang Ming couldn't help but stuff a flying knife into Chen Mengyan's hand, and then said to her: "Zhi Yun is timid, if you don't set an example for her, how can you be a sister?"

"That's not how it should be..." Chen Mengyan lowered her eyes, she had no choice but to take the flying knife from Yang Ming's hand, weighed it with her hand, and said: "Then be careful..."

In fact, Chen Mengyan played flying knives before. Chen Fei was transferred from the army. When Chen Mengyan was young, Chen Fei hadn’t changed his job. He often took Chen Mengyan to shoot targets. However, because the ammunition was limited, he couldn’t take it casually, so he would also play. Throwing knives and other things, but that was a long time ago, and Chen Mengyan didn't know if she still had the accuracy as a child.

Holding the throwing knife in her hand, she felt that the hand felt pretty good. Chen Mengyan felt more at ease. At least she could find some of the previous hand feel. In fact, whether it is playing with a throwing knife or shooting a gun, the hand feel is very important. There is no need to mention any accuracy.

Chen Mengyan took a breath, and threw the flying knife out. The target was of course not Yang Ming, but a wooden target not far away. Unfortunately, the flying knife missed the target and did not hit the target.

"Sister Mengyan, are you really good?" Lin Zhiyun looked at Chen Mengyan in surprise: "The first time you lost, you were much better than me. You just rubbed the target, and I didn't even touch the side of the target."

Chen Mengyan was secretly ashamed, she had practiced it when she was a child, how could she compare with Lin Zhiyun who had never been in contact with it? Picking up another flying knife, Chen Mengyan became serious this time, held her breath, and threw the flying knife towards the target...

Lin Zhiyun didn't know, but Yang Ming couldn't be clear. Looking at Chen Mengyan's movements, she was much more standard than Lin Zhiyun. No matter in terms of throwing strength or angle, she was much better than Lin Zhiyun. Yang Ming could tell that, Chen Mengyan must have played similar things before, even if it wasn't flying knives, it was darts and the like.

But thinking of Uncle Chen's occupation, Yang Ming didn't think there was anything strange about it.

"Crack", the flying knife was inserted into the wooden rake not far away, and the handle of the flying knife was still vibrating with the remaining strength. Although Yang Ming was a little surprised, he was not too surprised, because after Chen Mengyan threw the first knife, At that time, Yang Ming had a general understanding of her strength, but maybe because he hadn't thrown for a long time, his aim was not good, so it was not surprising that the second knife could hit the target.

Lin Zhiyun, on the other hand, widened her eyes in surprise, and looked at Chen Mengyan in disbelief: "Sister Mengyan, you are so amazing!"

Chen Mengyan would not recognize it so brazenly as Yang Ming, waved her hands, and said with a blushing smile: "When I was young, I played this with my dad in the army, but I haven't touched it for many years, and it's a bit unfamiliar."

"Ah... so it's like this, I thought I was stupid..." Lin Zhiyun suddenly felt that she really felt that she was inferior to Chen Mengyan in everything just now, not only in running the company, but also in throwing a throwing knife. His opponent, now he is relieved to hear what Chen Mengyan said.

Yang Ming was startled, and thought, thanks to Chen Mengyan's timely explanation, he knew that Lin Zhiyun was a girl with a lot of knots in her heart. She always felt that she was not good enough and had no self-confidence, so she didn't know which trivial matter would touch her self-esteem , now that Chen Mengyan took the initiative to explain, it could also let Lin Zhiyun untie her knot.

"Why are you stupid? I used to play every day when I was a child, and now I have almost forgotten it. You have only practiced for two days, and you can achieve the current result, which is considered very good." Chen Mengyan praised.

"Sister Mengyan, why don't you perform on stage with Yang Ming?" Lin Zhiyun hesitated, and said, she had this idea just now, and now seeing that Chen Mengyan's throwing knife is indeed much better than her, this idea It's even stronger.

"What am I performing on stage?" Chen Mengyan quickly waved her hand, "I am the vice chairman of the student union of the School of Economics and Management. When the art festival comes, I will represent the student union of the School of Economics and Management to participate in the chorus show. How can I have free time?"

"That's right..." Lin Zhiyun nodded: "I forgot about this, you students will have a chorus."

"Okay, Zhiyun, you're almost ready now. As long as you can throw the throwing knife, it doesn't matter if you hit the head. I'll do everything. Now let's start the actual combat exercise." Yang Ming found an apple and put it on his head. Lin Zhiyun said.

"Huh? Start now?" Lin Zhiyun was obviously a little scared.

"Start now, you use me as a target, come on, Meng Yan, you set an example first." Yang Ming waved to Chen Mengyan.

Chen Mengyan had no choice, she knew that if she didn't make a start, with Lin Zhiyun's temperament, it might be delayed until some time, but the time was tight, the more she neglected to practice, the more likely to go wrong when she really came on stage, it's better to be on stage If you practice solidly at home, you won't make mistakes when the time comes.

Gritting his teeth, he picked up a throwing knife, and said to Yang Ming, "Okay, then I'm going to lose it, so be careful?"

"Well, throw it away." Yang Ming shrugged indifferently: "Relax, I'm fine."

Chen Mengyan didn't dare to be negligent, and deliberately threw the throwing knife a little higher, fearing that it would hit Yang Ming. However, after throwing it out, he still unavoidably tightened his heart. He knew that Yang Ming would not be hurt by this height, but he still had some palpitations. He looked at the throwing knife without blinking.

Yang Ming looked at the direction in which Chen Mengyan threw the knife, feeling a little helpless, the throw was too high, right? If the throw was lower, I would have caught it as soon as I leaned over, but if it was higher...