He Yan is sitting with Stone Wheat.
Hong Shan's sad face was almost dripping with water, he looked at He Yan and said, "A-he, you can't even draw the bow now, what will you do in the future? Or let's talk to Teacher Liang, you should still be the gang leader. Forget about the soldier. Although it doesn't sound very glorious, it's fateful, isn't it Wheat?" He touched Wheat with his elbow and motioned for Wheat to say a few words.
Mai stammered in agreement, "That's right, Brother Ahe, even if you become a gang leader, we will often come to see you."
He Yan smiled and said nothing.
Hong Shan was really anxious when he saw it. After getting along with He Yan these days, he had an unusual affinity with this young man. He Yan is much more sensible than his pampered younger brother who is sometimes a headache. His ideal brother should be like this, and before he knew it, he would treat He Yan as his own younger brother.
It's just that He Yan can't even draw the bow, and he will go to the battlefield in the future, that is, he will die. How can 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.
"If you think you are a spiritual master, it will come true." Hong Shan was furious, "Why isn't this child enlightened?"
The stone, who has not spoken, was silent for a while and asked, "Do you have any tricks?"
"There is no trick," He Yan thought for a while, "As a person, my aptitude has never been very good. There are many things I can't do, and I have no choice but to try a few more times. Later I found out, just try a few more times. Next time, it can be done." After saying this, He Yan himself sighed.
Everyone said that General Feng Yun was a born general and a genius in the sky. In fact, how could she be so miraculous. Even because she was a woman, her physical strength was weaker than that of a man. In other words, her aptitude was not good. It took her many years to turn He Yan into a brave and invincible general on the battlefield, but once she was reborn, she even gave her such a weak body.
Is this the "Heaven will give a great responsibility to man, and he must first work his muscles and bones, and starve the body and skin"? She didn't expect to be so good either, when she was reincarnated, she could become a strong man like Wangba.
It will be much easier to do than it is now!
He Yan was thinking about it until he collapsed at night.
During the day, the recruits were tired all day, and naturally slept sweetly at night, snoring one after another, He Yan estimated the time, and in the dead of night, he got up from the collapse again.
Mai turned over and muttered something in his mouth. He Yan stopped for a while and kept him from waking up, and then walked out the door lightly.
Out of the room, went straight to the martial arts field. At night, the martial arts field was empty, and there was a lot of night wind in the summer in the mountains. The night wind blew the flags wildly.
The border is mostly cold and bitter, and Liangzhou Guard is already very good. She had never seen such a scenery when she led troops to garrison in the past, and it was mostly desolate scenery. The footsteps slowed down for a while, as if he could not bear to break the quiet night.
Some of the bows and crossbows in the daytime have been put in, leaving only one or two that are not very active. The grass targets were staggered, and they had not had time to lift them up. After the run was over tomorrow morning, their own recruits would clean up the place. He Yan walked to the row of grass targets, and after searching for a long time, he found an arrow that fell beside him in the dark. She took the arrow and walked back to the crossbow.
What others can do easily, she takes more time to complete. But it is impossible not to do it. If you don't do it, you can only do this for the rest of your life.
She tried to draw the bow, but the bow was very heavy, and it could only be drawn a little, and it was not obvious if you looked at it with your eyes.
He Yan put down his bow and rubbed his wrist.
After a while, she tried again to draw the bow, and it was just like before, only a little.
She tried this five or six times, and finally got better. The bow drawn this time was better than the one she had just drawn, at least it could be seen that she was pulling.
He Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, she is not sure about what she said to Instructor Liang in the daytime. It is because Miss He has not even mentioned anything heavy in the past ten years. When she first arrived at He's house, she only chopped a piece of firewood. Broke the hand. For Miss He, drawing the bow was a bit of a struggle. But at that time, the situation forced me to say so. If you can't draw the bow tomorrow, that's another matter. It's a big deal to cheat on the teacher and get a few more chances.
In the world, those who have worked hard are better than those who have not worked hard. She has no talent, the only thing she has is this effort. But there is also something in this world that cannot be attained even with a lifetime of hard work, that is, the human heart.
She sacrificed and dedicated to the He family and devoted all her love to Xu Zhiheng. She had tried so hard, but it was fruitless.
He Yan's eyes drooped down, and he used a bow with his fingers to shoot an arrow. This arrow seemed to vent all her pain, making a rustling sound in the dark night, and heading towards the grass target in the dark.
The arrow did not land on the grass target, and fell weakly halfway through. Her strength was still too small, and 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 got up to pick up the arrow. She walked to the arrow and suddenly noticed something. She raised her head and saw a pair of brocade boots a dozen paces away from her. The boots were embroidered with golden shadows. Patterns, flashing magnificent colors in the night.
anyone here? She was so focused on practicing arrows just now that she didn't notice it. He Yan straightened up and took a few steps forward, so that all the people standing in the night could be shown.
It turned out to be Xiao Jue.
The martial arts field was so big that only the moonlight illuminated it. He stood behind the grass target and wore dark clothes, so he was hidden in the night and was used by He Yan as a target next to him.
The handsome and handsome young man looked at her lightly, without any intention of explaining. He Yan felt a little embarrassed for no reason. She calmed down, cleared her throat, and decided to strike first, "You, what are you doing here?"
"Watching you practice arrows."
It was obviously a cold tone, but He Yan could clearly hear a hint of sarcasm.
"What's wrong with my arrow practice? What do you think after reading it?" He Yan asked.
The beautiful young man narrowed his brows, his long eyelashes under the moonlight, like butterfly wings, trembled gently, but his tone was cold, with a bit of ridicule.
"I'm surprised that someone has worked so hard and is still so vulnerable."
He Yan was stunned.
For a time, time and space overlapped, and the sound of the wind slowly faded away. At night, the stars covered the sky, and the youth in front of him gradually blurred, turning into the back of a young man.
Whose voice fell in his ears, with a familiar mockery.
"I didn't expect someone to work so hard, and they're still weak."
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Yan Yan: The other kids are out of school, and I'm still fucking studying.