Chapter 43

He Yan is sitting with stone wheat.

Hongshan's sad face almost dripped out of the water. He looked at Heyan and said, "ah he, you can't even open your bow now. What will you do in the future? Why don't we talk to coach liang? You'd better be a gang soldier. Although it doesn't sound very glorious, it's a big life, isn't it wheat? " He touched the wheat with his elbow and motioned for wheat to say something.

"Yes, brother ahoga, even if you become a gang soldier, we will often come to see you."

He Yan smiles and doesn't speak.

Hong Shan was really worried. He got along with Heyan these days, and he was very close to the young man's temperament. He Yan is much more sensible than his own little brother, who is sometimes a headache. His ideal brother is like this. Unconsciously, he Yan is regarded as his own brother.

However, he Yan couldn't even pull his bow. When he went to the battlefield in the future, that was to die. How could he watch his brother jump into the fire pit?

"Brother Shan, don't worry about me. I can pull the bow tomorrow." She placated.

"If you think you're a psychic, it's true." Hong Shan was so angry, "how can this child not be enlightened?"

However, the stone, who had not spoken, was silent for a moment and asked, "what are your tricks?"

"There is no knack," He Yan thought for a moment. "I am a person with poor qualifications. There are so many things that I can't do. I can't help but try a few more times. Then I found out that if you try a few more times, you can do it. " With this, he Yan himself sighed.

It is said that general Feng Yun was born to be a star and a genius. In fact, it is not so magical. Even because she is a woman, her natural strength is weaker than that of a man. In other words, she is not qualified. She spent many years to turn Heyan into an invincible general on the battlefield, but she was reborn again and gave her such a weak body.

Is this "heaven will descend to great responsibility, so people must work hard, hungry body skin"? She didn't expect to be so good. When she was born, she became a strong man like Wang ba.

It will be much easier to do things than now!

Until the night on the collapse, he Yan all think about this.

In the daytime, the recruits were tired for a day. At night, they slept soundly and snored one after another. Heyan estimated the time. In the dead of night, he climbed up again.

Wheat turned over and mumbled something in his mouth. He Yan stopped for a moment and didn't wake up, so he walked out of the door.

Out of the room, straight to the arena. The martial arts arena is empty at night, and there is a lot of night wind in the mountain in summer. The night wind blows the flag and makes hunting sound. Under the moonlight, the green waves in the forest fluctuate and stretch out the moonlight.

Most of the border areas are bitter and cold, and liangzhouwei is already very good. She had never seen such scenery when she was stationed in the past. It was mostly desolate. For a time, the pace actually slowed down, as if unable to bear to step on the quiet night.

Some of the bows and crossbows in the daytime have already been put in, leaving only one or two that are not very active and put them in place. The grass targets are all over the place, and they haven't had time to lift them up. After the running tomorrow morning, some new soldiers will clean up the place. He Yan went to the side of the row of grass targets, looked for a long time, and groped for an arrow that fell on the side in the dark. She went back to the crossbow with her arrow.

It took her more time to do what others could easily do. But you can't help but do it. If you don't do it, you can only do it all your life.

She tried to pull the bow. The bow was very heavy. It could only be pulled a little bit. It was not obvious when she looked at it with her eyes.

He Yan put down his bow and rubbed his wrist.

After a while, she tried to pull the bow again, just a little bit.

She tried this five or six times and finally got better. The bow she pulled this time, for example, was better. At least it could be seen that it was pulling.

He Yan was relieved.

In fact, she didn't know what she said to coach Liang in the daytime. It was because miss heta had never mentioned a heavy object in the past ten years. When she first arrived at the he's house, she just chopped a piece of firewood and her hand was worn out. It was a bit of a struggle to pull the bow for miss Huda. But the situation at that time forced me to say that. If you can't pull the bow tomorrow, it's another matter. It's a big deal to play tricks on the coach and give more chances.

The things in the world, the effort is always better than the effort has no result. She has no talent. The only thing she has is this effort. But there is something in this world that he can't get through his whole life's hard work, that is, people's heart.

She sacrificed for the he family and devoted all her love to Xu Zhiheng. She has made such efforts, but it is also fruitless.

He Yan's eyes drooped down, and his fingers arched with a bow. The arrow seemed to vent all her pain, making a rustling wind in the dark, and heading for the grass target in the dark.

The arrow didn't fall on the grass target, and fell powerless in the middle. Her strength was still too small to pull the bow and shoot the arrow out, but it was only so.

Not every pain can get incisively and vividly vent.Heyan laughed and got up to pick up the arrow. Then she went to the side of the arrow. Suddenly she noticed something. She raised her head, and there was a pair of brocade boots, embroidered with dark golden patterns, shining in the night.

Is there anyone here? She had been practicing archery, but she didn't notice. He Yan straightened up and walked forward a few steps, so that all the people standing in the night could be shown.

It turned out to be Xiao Jue.

The martial arts arena is so large that only the moonlight illuminates him. Standing behind the grass target and wearing a dark black suit, he disappears in the night and is taken as the target by Heyan.

The handsome young man looked at her with no intention to explain. He Yan felt a bit embarrassed for no reason. She calmed down, cleared her throat, decided to strike first and said, "what are you doing here?"

"Watch you practice archery."

It is clear that the tone is cold, but he Yan clearly heard a trace of irony.

"What's wrong with my archery? What do you think of it He Yan asked.

The beautiful young man closed his eyebrows and eyes, and his long eyelashes were like butterfly wings in the moonlight. However, his tone was cold and ironic.

"I'm surprised that some people try so hard and are so vulnerable."

He Yan was stunned.

For a time, time and space overlap, the wind slowly far away, the stars spread in the sky at night, the youth's posture gradually blurred, into a young man's back.

Whose voice fell in the ear, with a familiar irony.

"I didn't expect that someone would try so hard. He was still a weak chicken."

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