Chapter 1319: A chance encounter on the road (Part 1)

Lin Zhiyun had already replaced the convenient chopsticks with flying knives and threw a target not far away. Although her accurate head was much worse, her hand strength was much more stable.

Yang Ming could see that she must have worked hard and she should have been practicing tirelessly for the time she had just left home until Chen Mengyan returned home.

"No, it's already great that I can throw it on the target, let alone throw it on the bull's eye. In most cases, it's empty." After dinner, Lin Zhiyun, Chen Mengyan and Yang Ming came to the garage behind the villa to practice losing the target. Lin Zhiyun lost it twice and shook her head with some guilt.

The garage is very large, and Chen Mengyan's car has not come back yet. Even if she comes back, she can still have a large space. Lin Zhiyun is afraid that she will accidentally damage the furniture and floor if she throws the flying knife at home. After all, flying knife is different from convenient chopsticks. The chopsticks are made of wooden and very light. Even if they are wiped and dropped on the floor, they will not cause any damage.

But flying knives are different. The flying knives are very sharp and sharp. Whether they touch furniture or floors, they will always cause some damage, leaving a scratch or a pit.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can throw it out." Yang Ming smiled and comforted: "As long as you throw the flying knife out, I can cater to the direction of the flying knife throwing out, so that it will accurately land on the apple on my head."

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

"Yesterday, didn't you try it with convenient chopsticks? Isn't it okay?" Yang Ming waved his hand indifferently: "So, it's the same."

"Convenient chopsticks are convenient chopsticks, which have no lethality, but the flying knife is different. If you fail..." Lin Zhiyun dared not think about it.

"How could I miss it? The control is on my side. If I am sure, I will meet it. If I am not sure, I can still bite the bullet? I am not stupid?" Yang Ming smiled and said, "Do you think I am so great? I will devote myself to art? It's just a campus art festival. So what if the performance is broken?"

"But... I still don't dare..." Lin Zhiyun threw the target with a flying knife, without any psychological barriers, but throwing Yang Ming with a flying knife was completely different, and it was impossible to confuse it.

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

"Me?" Chen Mengyan didn't dare to use the flying knife. She waved her hand and said, "What a joke? I'm not as good as Lin Meimei. She has practiced for a while, but I haven't even practiced. Don't hurt you."

"It's okay." Yang Ming stuffed a flying knife into Chen Mengyan's hand without saying a word, and then said to her: "Zhiyun is timid. If you don't set an example for her, how can you be your sister?"

"That's not so good..." Chen Mengyan lowered her eyes, and had no choice but to take the flying knife from Yang Ming's hand, weighed the weight with her hand, and then said, "Then be careful..."

In fact, Chen Mengyan has played flying knives. Chen Fei was a military employee who was transferred to the army. When Chen Mengyan was young, Chen Fei had not transferred to the business and often took Chen Mengyan to shoot targets. However, because the ammunition was limited and he could not be used casually, he could also play flying knives and other things. But that happened a long time ago, and Chen Mengyan didn't know if she had the accuracy of her childhood.

Holding the flying knife in his hand, he felt that the feel was pretty good. Chen Mengyan felt a little relieved. At least he could find some of the previous feels. In fact, whether it is playing with a flying knife or shooting a gun, the feel is very important. If you can't find the feel, you don't have to mention any accurate head.

Chen Mengyan took a breath and threw the flying knife out. Of course, the target was not Yang Ming, but a wooden target not far away. It was just a pity that the flying knife was off the target and did not prick on the target.

"Sister Mengyan, are you so amazing?" Lin Zhiyun looked at Chen Mengyan in surprise: "The first time you lost, it was much better than me. You just wiped the target, and I didn't even touch the edge of the target."

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

Lin Zhiyun was not clear, but Yang Ming naturally couldn't be unclear. When she looked at Chen Mengyan's movements, she was much more standard than Lin Zhiyun. She was much stronger than Lin Zhiyun in terms of throwing power and angle. Yang Ming could judge that Chen Mengyan must have played similar things before, even if it was not a flying knife, it was a dart or something.

However, when it comes to Uncle Chen's profession, Yang Ming doesn't think there is anything strange.

"Bang", the flying knife was inserted into the wooden rake not far away, and the remaining force made the handle of the flying knife still vibrate. Although Yang Ming was a little surprised, he was not surprised because when Chen Mengyan threw the first knife, Yang Ming roughly understood her strength. However, it may be that because he hadn't thrown for a long time, he was not very accurate. It is not surprising that this second knife could shoot on the target.

However, Lin Zhiyun widened her eyes in surprise and looked at Chen Mengyan incredibly: "Sister Mengyan, you are so powerful!"

Chen Mengyan would not recognize her as shameless as Yang Ming. She waved her hand and smiled with a red face: "When I was a child, I played this with my father in the army, but I didn't touch her for many years, and I was a little unfamiliar."

"Ah... So that's how it is. I thought I was stupid..." Lin Zhiyun suddenly realized. She really felt that she was not as good as Chen Mengyan as Chen Mengyan in terms of running a company. She was not even inferior to Chen Mengyan's opponent even if she threw a flying knife. Now she was relieved after hearing Chen Mengyan said this.

Yang Ming was shocked and thought to himself that it was thanks to Chen Mengyan's explanation in time. He knew that Lin Zhiyun, a girl, had a heavy knot in her heart. She always felt that she was not good enough and had no self-confidence. So if she didn't know a small thing, it would touch her self-esteem. Now Chen Mengyan took the initiative to explain, which could also help Lin Zhiyun untie her knot.

"What's so stupid? When I was a child, I played every day, but now I've forgotten it. You have only practiced for two days and you can achieve your current results. It's very good." Chen Mengyan praised.

"Sister Mengyan, why don't you go on stage with Yang Ming?" Lin Zhiyun hesitated for a moment and said. She had this idea just now. Now that she saw that Chen Mengyan lost her flying knife, she was indeed much stronger than her, so her idea became even stronger.

"What am I going to perform on stage?" Chen Mengyan waved her hand quickly, "I am the vice chairman of the Student Union of the School of Economics and Management. At that time, I will represent the Student Union of the School of Economics and Management to participate in a group chorus program on behalf of the Student Union of the School of Economics and Management. How can I have free time?"

"That's right..." Lin Zhiyun nodded: "I have forgotten this, your students will have a chorus."

"Okay, Zhiyun, you are basically done now. As long as you can throw out the flying knife, it doesn't matter. I have everything. Now let's start the actual exercise." Yang Ming found an apple and put it on his head, and said to Lin Zhiyun.

"Ah? Let's start now?" Lin Zhiyun was obviously still a little scared.

"Let's start now, you treat me as a target, come, Mengyan, you can set an example first." Yang Ming waved to Chen Mengyan.

Chen Mengyan had no choice. She knew that if she didn't start, Lin Zhiyun's temperament might have to delay it. However, time is tight, the more neglected the practice, the more it is easier to make mistakes when she really goes on stage. It is better to practice hard at home and not make mistakes at that time.

He gritted his teeth, picked up a flying knife, and then said to Yang Ming: "Okay, then I'm going to lose it, be careful?"

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

Chen Mengyan did not dare to neglect, so she threw the flying knife a little bit, afraid of stabbing Yang Ming. However, after throwing it out, she inevitably tightened her heart. Although she knew that this height would not hurt Yang Ming, she still felt a little palpitations and looked at the flying knife she threw without blinking.
Chapter completed!