One Thousand Three Hundred and Nineteen. Encounter on the Road

Lin Zhiyun had replaced her chopsticks with a throwing knife to throw at a target not far away. Although her accuracy was far off, her hand strength was much stronger.

Yang Ming could tell that she must have worked hard. She had just been away from home for a while, and she should have been practicing tirelessly until Chen Mengyan returned home.

"No, I can't throw it on the target, let alone the bull's-eye. Most of the time, I lose everything." After the meal, Lin Zhiyun, Chen Mengyan and Yang Ming came to the villa again. Lin Zhiyun was practicing target throwing in the garage behind. After throwing it twice, she shook her head guiltily.

The garage is very big, and Chen Mengyan’s car hasn’t come back yet. Even if it comes back, it will still have a lot of space. Lin Zhiyun is afraid that throwing knives at home will accidentally damage the furniture and floors. After all, throwing knives are different from convenient chopsticks. The chopsticks are made of wood and are very light. Even if they fall on furniture and fall on the floor, they will not cause any damage.

But flying knives are different. Throwing knives are very pointed and sharp. Whether they hit furniture or the floor, they will always cause some damage and leave a scratch or pit.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can throw it." Yang Ming comforted with a smile: "As long as you throw the flying knife, I can cater to the direction of your throwing knife so that it can land on my head accurately. On top of the apple.”

"But that's a big danger!" Lin Zhiyun was startled.

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

"Convenient chopsticks are convenient chopsticks and have no lethality, but flying knives are different. If you miss it..." Lin Zhiyun didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"How could I miss? The control is on my side. If I'm sure, I'll go for it. If I'm not sure, I can still bite the bullet? I'm not stupid either?" Yang Ming said with a smile: "You think I'm so that Great? Will you devote yourself to art? It's just a campus art festival, so what if the performance fails?"

"But... I still don't dare..." Lin Zhiyun used a flying knife to throw a target. There was no psychological barrier, but using a flying knife to throw Yang Ming were completely different things, and they couldn't be confused at all.

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

"Me?" How could Chen Mengyan dare to use a flying knife? She immediately waved her hand and said, "Are you kidding me? I'm not as good as Sister Lin. She has been practicing for a while. I haven't even practiced. Don't hurt you."

"It's okay." Yang Ming put a flying knife into Chen Mengyan's hand without any explanation.

Then he said to her: "Zhiyun is timid. If you don't set an example for her, how can you be a sister?"

"That's not what you meant..." Chen Mengyan lowered her eyes. She had no choice but to take the flying knife from Yang Ming's hand, weigh it with her hands, and then said: "Then be careful...

In fact, Chen Mengyan has played throwing knives. Chen Fei was a soldier who was transferred to the army. When Chen Mengyan was young, Chen Fei had not yet changed his job. He often took Chen Mengyan to target shooting. However, because the ammunition was limited, he could not use it casually, so he would also play. Throwing knives and the like, but that was a long time ago. Chen Mengyan didn't know if she still had the accuracy she had when she was a child.

Holding the throwing knife in her hand, she felt that it felt pretty good. Chen Mengyan felt a little more at ease. At least she could still find some of the previous feel. In fact, whether playing with throwing knives or shooting guns, the feel is very important. If you can't find the feel, just No need to mention any accuracy.

Chen Mengyan took a breath and threw the flying knife. 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 stick on the target."

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

Chen Mengyan secretly felt a little ashamed. She had practiced it when she was a child, how could she compare with Lin Zhiyun who had never been exposed to it? Picking up another throwing knife, Chen Mengyan became serious this time, held her breath, and threw the throwing knife toward the target...

Lin Zhiyun was not sure, but it was impossible for Yang Ming to be unclear. She looked at Chen Mengyan's movements, which were much more standard than Lin Zhiyun's. Both the force and angle of the throw were much stronger than Lin Zhiyun's. Yang Ming could tell that, Chen Mengyan must have played something similar before, even if it wasn't a throwing knife, it was darts and the like.

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

"Pa", 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 too surprised, because when Chen Mengyan threw the first knife At that time, Yang Ming had a rough understanding of her strength, but maybe because she hadn't thrown for a long time, her accuracy was poor. It was not surprising that the second shot was able to hit the target. Lin Zhiyun, on the other hand, opened her eyes wide in surprise and looked at Chen Mengyan in disbelief; "Sister Mengyan, you are so powerful!"

Chen Mengyan would never recognize it as shamelessly as Yang Ming. She waved her hand and said with a blushing smile: "When I was a child, my father and I played this in the army, but we haven't touched it for many years, so we are a bit estranged."

"Ah...that's it, I thought I was stupid..." Lin Zhiyun suddenly realized that just now she really felt that she was inferior to Chen Mengyan in everything. Not only was she inferior to Chen Mengyan in running a company, but she was not even the same as Chen Mengyan when throwing throwing knives. His opponent, it was only natural to hear what Chen Mengyan said.

Yang Ming was shocked and thought, thanks to Chen Mengyan's timely explanation, he knew that Lin Zhiyun was a girl with a heavy heart. She always felt that she was not good enough and had no self-confidence, so she didn't know which little thing would touch her self-esteem. , now that Chen Mengyan took the initiative to explain, it was also able to relieve Lin Zhiyun's heart.

"Why are you stupid? I played 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 results you have now. It is very good." Chen Mengyan praised.

"Sister Mengyan, how about you and Yang Ming perform on stage together?" Lin Zhiyun hesitated and said, she had this idea just now, and saw that Chen Mengyan was indeed much better at throwing knives than her. This The idea is even stronger.

"What should I perform on stage?" Chen Mengyan waved her hand quickly, "I am the vice president 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 in a group chorus performance. How can I have free time?"

"That's right." Lin Zhiyun nodded. "I even forgot that your student union has a chorus this time."

"Mom, Zhiyun, you're basically done now. As long as you can throw the throwing knife, it doesn't matter if it's accurate. I have everything. Now let's start the actual combat exercise." Yang Ming found an apple and put it on his head. Lin Zhiyun said.

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

"Start now. You use me as a target. Come on, Mengyan, you set an example first." Gou 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 take forever. However, time was tight, and the more she neglected to practice, the more likely things would go wrong when she really got into trouble. It would be better to If you practice well at home, you won’t make mistakes when the time comes.

Gritting his teeth, he picked up a flying knife, and then said to Yang Ming: "Okay, then I want to throw it away,?"

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

Chen Mengyan didn't dare to be careless, and deliberately threw the flying knife a little higher, for fear of hitting Yang Ming. However, after throwing it, he still couldn't help but tighten his heart. Although he knew that this height could not hurt Yang Ming, he still had some palpitations and looked at the throwing knife without blinking.

Yang Ming looked at the direction in which Chen Mengyan threw the knife, feeling a little helpless. Was it too high? If he threw it lower, he would catch it as soon as he leaned over, but if he threw it higher...

Yang Ming had no choice but to jump up the moment the flying knife came over. The flying knife sank into the fruit, and Yang Ming landed firmly on the ground.

Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself, if the training camp in Europe wasn't even more perverted than this, he might not even be able to catch the flying knife. If he jumps lower, he will miss it. If he jumps higher, the flying knife will hit him. On my forehead...

Seeing Yang Ming's thrilling movements, Chen Mengyan really regretted it. Why did she lose so much? If she had known that Yang Ming would catch the flying knife in this way, Chen Mengyan would rather take the risk and throw it lower than Yang Ming jumping up to catch it!

Yang Ming took off the pistachio fruit on his head with a smile, cut it open with a knife, and handed half to Chen Mengyan and half to Lin Zhiyun: "Eat the apple, Zhiyun, do you think everything is okay?

Sister Mengyan threw it so high, but I caught it easily. "

Lin Zhiyun naturally saw the danger just now, and knew that Yang Ming was indeed fine. Seeing his relaxed look, Lin Zhiyun also breathed a sigh of relief. As long as what she threw was not too far off, Yang Ming should have no problem catching it.

After eating the apple, Lin Zhiyun became bolder with Chen Mengyan's previous demonstration. She knew that she would take this step sooner or later, but sooner or later, but if she didn't seize the time to practice now, she would really have no time.

At the beginning, Lin Zhiyun was still cautious, for fear of hurting Yang Ming, but later, seeing that Yang Ming was greeting him freely and that nothing happened, Lin Zhiyun also let go and became more relaxed.

But the more casual he is, the smoother Yang Ming's reception becomes. It seems that most of the time, mentality is the most important thing. By the time she went to bed, Lin Zhiyun had become very skilled. She no longer had the timidity before and could throw the flying knife easily, only wasting a table full of apples.

Although Lin Zhiyun is no longer short of money, she is still very frugal and cherishes things in her heart. When she saw a table of cut pistachio fruits, she felt a little distressed: "There are so many, we can't eat them? They are all cut. , it broke quickly..."

Yang Ming knew Lin Zhiyun's character, so naturally he couldn't just throw it away. That would make Lin Zhiyun very uncomfortable, but he couldn't think of a good way. Even if he was relatively good at eating, he would only eat four or five apples at most. Lin Zhiyun and Chen Mengyan would eat them to death. , I can only eat two or three. How can I possibly eat these dozens of apples?

Yang Ming and Lin Zhiyun were worried, but Chen Mengyan smiled and said: "Isn't that easy? When I was young, my mother always made canned fruits for me. I went to make cans of these apples, freeze them in the refrigerator, and put them into cans one by one. In a small plastic crisper, Sister Shu and Lin can just take one box to school every day to eat, and they will be exhausted in a few days!"

"That's a good idea!" Yang Ming nodded repeatedly after hearing this. Yang Ming's mother had also done this, but as a grown man, Yang Ming didn't take these things to heart, and he didn't expect that Chen Mengyan hit the nail on the head. ’s: “I didn’t expect you could also make cans.

"What's so difficult about that?" Chen Mengyan curled her lips: "You don't know anything? Changtou is very simple, just boil it with sugar water. Let's go, Sister Lin, let's go do it. Yang Ming, you go first Go to sleep, you don’t have to wait for us.”

Yang Ming thought to himself, how can I sleep if you don't come? After finally getting home for two days, how can I go to sleep by myself?

"Let me help you..." Yang Ming had no choice but to join in the labor: "Although I can't use the details, there must be people who can do the hard work, right? With so many apples drying up in the kitchen, it will take you a while. I If I can help you, just one trip will be enough.”

"That's true." Chen Mengyan nodded: "Then I'll give you a chance to work as a coolie.

Yang Ming sweated profusely, and he had to be given a chance to work as a coolie... It was not easy to serve a beautiful woman.

Yang Ming found a large cardboard box and, together with Chen Mengyan and Lin Zhiyun, put all the apples on the table into it. Then Yang Ming held the box and walked towards the kitchen.

The remaining work was not much related to Yang Ming. Chen Mengyan and Lin Zhiyun first peeled off the skin of the apples, then cut them into small pieces, threw away the core, put them into a basin, and finally put them into the pot. It's cooked.

Yang Ming found that Chen Mengyan and Lin Zhiyun cooperated very well. It seems that during this period, the two often cooked, studied and lived together.

"It's done, set the time, wait a while, and then we'll box it up.

"Chen Mengyan said after washing her hands.

"Then go sit in the living room and watch TV for a while." Yang Ming saw that Lin Zhiyun still wanted to clean up the kitchen, so he took her hand and pushed her into the living room.

Chen Mengyan turned on the TV, and found that what was on the TV was about the promotion of Shu Ya's new album. Chen Mengyan and Lin Zhiyun usually watched TV, and the entertainment station they watched the most was this one, so there was no need to change the channel when they turned on the TV. Chen Mengyan saw After hearing the news about Shu Ya, she put the remote control aside, hugged her legs, sat on the sofa, and started reading with Yang Ming and Lin Zhiyun.

"Sometimes, it feels so unreal. When I see Sister Su Ya on TV, it's hard to imagine that she will also be a member of our family..." Chen Mengyan sighed with emotion: "Don't let people who feel far away be within our reach. , I sent a text message yesterday.”

Yang Ming was very grateful for Chen Mengyan's current attitude and emotions. She was able to think and say this, which made Yang Ming relieved. Chen Mengyan seemed to have never been jealous of Su Ya, which was something that surprised Yang Ming.

"So you guys are still in touch." Yang Ming smiled and said, "Did anyone in school ask you for Xiaoya's autograph?"

"Why not? My classmates knew that the company where I was working now hired Shu Ya as a spokesperson, so they just asked me to sign autographs..." Chen Mengyan said, "I'm a little annoyed..."

"Haha, I thought they saw you and Xiaoya singing on the same stage." Yang Ming smiled and said, "You said you were working in a company? Didn't you say that the company belongs to you?"

"Who can remember the concert? There weren't many classmates who watched it." Chen Mengyan shook her head: "I don't want to say too much about the company, so as not to make others jealous."

When Yang Ming heard what Chen Mengyan said, he didn't say anything more. In fact, there is nothing wrong with keeping a low profile in school, so as not to arouse some unwarranted jealousy.

The sound of the electronic stove chiming came from the kitchen. Chen Mengyan got up to get the cans. Yang Ming and Lin Zhiyun followed to help. At some point, Chen Mengyan and the others bought a bunch of small plastic boxes with locks, one by one, to hold food. It is very convenient and the sealing is very good.

Early the next morning, Yang Ming sent Lin Zhiyun and Chen Mengyan to school, and then waited downstairs in Jing Xiaolu's dormitory for Jing Xiaolu to come downstairs and go to the company together.

Jing Xiaolu was quite on time. Yang Ming changed places with her without even asking her to speak, letting her sit in the driver's seat. Jing Xiaolu didn't refuse and drove directly to the company.

"Did you dress up specially?" Yang Ming glanced at Jing Xiaolu and saw something different. After being scolded by Yang Ming, Jing Xiaolu usually wore no makeup, but today she carefully put on makeup, and her skin looked more supple. The eyelashes are also carefully curled, and the shape is obviously carefully combed.

"It seems that you still pay attention to me." Jing Xiaolu couldn't help but said proudly.

Yang Ming was speechless. This Jing Xiaolu was really......

Yang Ming coughed: "Nonsense, there is the scent of cosmetics on your face. Of course I can smell it from such a close distance."

Jing Xiaolu didn't care, turned around and blinked her bright eyes: "Does it look good?

"It's okay." Yang Ming replied casually: "But don't waste your time on this."

Jing Xiaolu was so angry that she rolled her eyes at Yang Ming and snorted: "I'm not thinking that you guys are all standing up for me today. I have to dress myself up beautifully no matter what, and I can't embarrass you!"

Are you not allowed to speak on stage? Yang Ming shrugged, but thought that Bao Sanli would probably announce his appointment today, and Jing Xiaolu would become the focus of everyone, so it would be good to dress up, so he didn't say anything else.

Jing Xiaolu stuck out her tongue and was about to say something when she suddenly pointed not far ahead and said in surprise:

"Eh? Aren't those Wang Xiaoran and Yu Chi?"