At 7:30 in the evening, in the 7-11 convenience store, Lin Yujing sat at the table and looked at Shen Tien's red and swollen forehead.
The young man showed no expression. He tore open the packet of salad dressing and poured it into the fruits and vegetables. With a small plastic fork in his hand, he stirred the salad dressing evenly and pushed it in front of Lin Yujing: "Eat it."
The boy with a swollen head was holding a cheap plastic fork to mix vegetable salad. In fact, the scene was a bit funny. Lin Yujing tried his best to hold back his laughter, and forced himself to look at him seriously: "Why don't you hide?"
"Huh?" Shen Juan reacted for a while before realizing what she was asking, and told the truth, "I didn't avoid it."
He really didn't dodge, the girl was too fast, she was staring at him with red eyes one second, and she rushed over directly the next second.
Shen Juan thought she was about to get a hug.
He only had time to lift the arm holding the cigarette away, being careful not to burn her, thinking what was going on, why would he hug her after a fight, and the next second, someone grabbed her by the collar The next tug, hug was hugged, it was just his forehead and her kneecap, bone kissed and collided with each other, making a very clear "boom".
Shen Juan finally knew how she knocked down Brother Jinzi. At this speed, it is normal for the little brother whose muscles are filled with cream to be unable to react. When Brother Jinzi raised his hand, she could slap him three times back and forth. .
Lin Yujing took the fork, stuck a lettuce leaf into his mouth, and looked at him hesitantly: "Does it hurt?"
"It's okay," Shen Juan turned sideways, with his arms resting on the edge of the table, "I don't feel anything."
"..."
Lin Yu cleared his throat in shock, and pointed to his forehead: "I don't feel anything yet, it's all swollen, I'll give you..." She stretched out an index finger, hovered over his forehead carefully, gestured, gestured, that's all After gesticulating for a while, he withdrew his hand, "I think this affects your beauty a bit, let me make you a Band-Aid."
"Well, yes," Shen Juan said, "If you stick three of them side by side, it might be able to cover this piece."
It's really a bit big, like a band-aid can't stick it.
"Or should I put a bruise plaster on you? I see a pharmacy across the street," Lin Yujing said, "I'll buy you a roll of gauze to wrap it in. The kind wrapped in circles, it has a story to tell If you are a social person, it can make you look a little fiercer."
"..."
Shen Juan sighed: "I'm strong enough, eat quickly, and play with you after eating."
In Lin Yujing's impression, there are only a few places where delinquent teenagers go, such as Internet cafes and game rooms. Lu Jiaheng and Cheng Yi generally prefer to go to billiard halls, probably because the indoor sport of billiards is more elegant, which fits their self-conscious flamboyant temperament.
Shen Juan took her to take a taxi for ten minutes but failed to stop him. Finally, after taking the subway for half an hour, transferred to a bus and walked for five minutes, Lin Yu was startled and thought that he might be taken to that ravine for sale. When it was time to drop, they finally arrived.
Lin Yu looked up in surprise at the three-story oval-shaped building with a strong sense of design, and the sign hanging on the top floor.
shooting club.
Lin Yu opened his mouth in shock and turned his head: "Here?"
"Well," Shen Juan walked in, "Here, don't you like to play this?"
"..."
Lin Yujing really can't remember when she said she likes to play this game. She remembers that when she played that shooting game, she obviously had a face full of pain. A state of where the shooter is.
She followed Shen Juan and walked in. The club was designed to be tall and grand, revealing a sense of cold oppression from top to bottom, with cold-colored walls and black marble floors, metal decorations, and a huge hall hanging from the ceiling. The target hangs at the main entrance.
The two walked around the target, and there was a man standing at the front desk, who was on the phone: "Baby, listen to me, it's not what you think, me and that Xiaomei—Hello? Hello?! Baby—fuck! "
The man dropped the phone on the table, picked it up after the fall, and rubbed it against it. After rubbing his head, he raised his eyebrows when he saw Shen Juan.
Seeing Lin Yujing next to Shen Juan, his eyebrows were almost raised above his hairline.
The man lay on the high marble table in the front desk, and raised his voice: "What time is it, why are you here—" He paused, looked at Shen Juan who was approaching, and raised his finger, "What's wrong with your head?"
"..."
Lin Yu turned his head away in shock, his eyes rolled around, nonchalantly looking at the surrounding decorations.
Shen Juan paused: "I was scratched by a cat."
The man stared at him: "No, why does your cat turn red when it scratches?"
Shen Juan pursed his lips: "A species you haven't seen before."
The man seemed to be too lazy to talk to him, opened his mouth, glanced back and forth between Lin Yujing and Shen Juan, nodded, "Okay, you can do what you want," he leaned back, and dialed the number with a sad face , "Hey, Xiaomei, I'm not, I didn't call anyone just now, I was talking about business, I must have no one else but you in my heart, don't, don't, don't hang up—Hello? Hey?!!!!"
"..."
Lin Yu turned his head in surprise, and asked in a low voice, "This baby and Xiaomei don't sound like the same person to me?"
Shen Juan glanced down at her, and lowered his voice: "You are very sharp."
Shen Juan seemed to be familiar with this place, and the two walked through the two shooting areas on the first floor and took the elevator to the third floor.
There are much fewer people on the third floor than on the first floor. It is divided into many small areas, a bit like private boxes. Each area has several target lanes. There are human-shaped targets, moving targets, and rotating targets behind the partition glass wall.
Lin Yu watched in shock as Shen Juan entered the password, put her schoolbag on the chair and went out again. Within two minutes, she came back with two bows and one barrel of arrows.
"..."
Lin Yu was startled:
"Isn't it a gun?" Lin Yu watched him put the bow on the table in surprise. "I think they are playing the "bang bang bang" one."
"Then you should have seen that there are people teaching beside them, so you can just play with the bow." Shen Juan walked over with a pair of armguards and gloves, "reach out."
Lin Yujing stretched out her hand obediently, watched him put the armguard on her arm, and said, "I also have you here?"
Shen Juan paused and looked up at her: "You are underage."
"Can't minors play that?"
"In principle, no," he lowered his eyes again, pulled the straps to tighten the armguards, put on the gloves for her, and handed her the bow, "Your shot is called recurve, without a balance bar No clickers, no bow guard—"
"Wait," Lin Yujing interrupted him, "It's fine if you don't let me play with guns, why did you give me a bow without anything?"
"No need. If you don't have a balance bar, you don't need a bow protection rope. The clicker will also be determined by the draw distance in the future." Shen Juan said.
Lin Yujing digested this sentence with his brain that had been the number one in exams since junior high school, and made sure that he really only understood the first three words—no need.
"I see," she nodded, then asked again, "Is there a more concise explanation?"
Shen Juan was silent for two seconds: "Because of you, Cai."
"..."
Lin Yu was startled and didn't understand why he had to talk too much to humiliate himself. Isn't the word "needless" not enough
The girl took a step back holding the bow, and looked at him with a displeased face, Shen Juan couldn't help laughing, raised her hand and ticked her: "Come here."
Lin Yujing rolled his eyes at him quietly, and took two steps forward.
Shen Juan put the quiver around her waist, pulled out an arrow, and stood diagonally behind her.
Until here, Lin Yujing didn't feel that anything was wrong.
Until Shen Juan came from behind her, lifted her bow with one hand, and rested the arrow on the bow with the other hand.
Cheng Yi said before that golf and billiards are essential activities for flirting with girls. This kind of contact-like distance will create a sense of ambiguity that is very easy to confuse people.
Lin Yujing now felt that it was necessary to add one more.
Shen Juan's low voice rang in his ears, with a little heat, burning the tips of his ears: "Straighten your arms, keep your feet apart, don't move your body, turn your head—"
Lin Yujing resisted the urge to give him an elbow, and felt a tingling sensation spreading down his ears, his fingers were numb, and he could hardly hold the bow in his hand.
"Don't shake, don't sink your elbows," Shen Juan lowered his body, resting his fingertips on her wrists, "Look at the bull's-eye—"
His fingers were a little cold, Lin Yu shook his hand in shock, and the arrow in his hand flew out with a "swish", firmly piercing the U-shaped gap between the legs of the man-shaped target's lower body.
In the middle of the crotch.
Lin Yu was startled: "..."
Shen Juan: "..."
The air is a little frozen.
Lin Yujing walked a little forward, distanced himself from Shen Juan, glanced at the arrow standing on his crotch, and cleared his throat: "You said, look at the bull's-eye."
"..."
Lin Yujing was quite satisfied with his first performance: "Is my bullseye really good?"
Shen Juan's eyes were complicated, and he was silent for several seconds.
"Excellent." Shen Juan nodded slowly and said.
Archery consumes a lot of energy, and the arms have to be stretched straight all the time. Shen Juan should pick the smallest bow, which is still very heavy. Just when Lin Yujing was about to lose confidence in himself, Shen Juan picked up the bow. With three arrows in a row, "swish, swish" pierced the bright red heart of the humanoid target.
Shen Juan didn't even wear gloves. After taking the last arrow, he shook his hand, leaned sideways against the wall and raised his chin at her. His expression was his usual casualness, as if it was taken for granted, and he was very low-key.
It looks like a dick, which is very infuriating.
Lin Yujing's desire to fight was instantly aroused, and after about half an hour, she finally hit the edge of the target with one arrow.
"Okay," Lin Yujing was very satisfied with the result of his first time playing this game, "There is no rush for this kind of thing, it has to be done step by step."
Shen Juan lowered his eyes and smiled silently, then nodded: "Then withdraw."
"Let's withdraw."
Lin Yujing didn't want to go home, so he went straight back to school. The two of them took a taxi to the gate of No. 8 Middle School. The senior year's evening self-study get out of class ended early, and the school gate was tightly locked.
Standing in front of the locked door, the two looked at each other.
Lin Yu thought about it in surprise, and asked, "Can you climb over a wall?"
Shen Juan raised his eyebrows: "Probably, I haven't checked it."
Lin Yujing also raised his eyebrows: "You haven't climbed over the wall, how did you become a social brother? A delinquent boy who hasn't climbed over the wall is not a complete delinquent boy."
"We delinquent teenagers generally don't live in school, so we don't need to read."
The two of them walked around the school and came to the corner of the wall behind the school. There was a vacancy about one person wide without iron bars. It was probably removed by the predecessors to benefit the students.
Standing there, Shen Juan stretched out his arms, opened his arms, and turned his head: "Come."
Lin Yujing was still looking up at the height with his head up, wondering how to climb up, and turned his head when he heard this: "Huh?"
The early autumn wind blew away the dampness and gloom, under the sparse stars and the bright moon, the young man looked at her with his head tilted slightly, and said lazily, "I will carry you up."