Stringy Wind in the Ear - Chap 7
Li Xun had no idea how much of a shock his three light words would bring to the child’s heart, and he fell asleep within five minutes of locking the screen.
Song Yang was so excited that he almost didn’t sleep all night.
The next day, I was distracted in class.
He was thinking about how to save up money to buy a bow and arrow, calculating the registration fee, and thinking about where to hide the bow and arrow. He even secretly took out his cell phone to see if Li Xun had sent any new messages.
Even the math teacher who always favored him couldn’t stand it anymore and called out his name with an unhappy expression.
Song Yang’s academic performance was okay, and he was best at math, consistently ranking among the top three in the class. Normally, if he dozed off or passed a note, the teacher would just turn a blind eye. This was the first time in a whole year that he was called on to go to the blackboard and answer a question.
All the students in the class turned their heads to look at his position as if they had heard some incredible news.
Song Yang rubbed his nose, ran up to the podium quickly, solved the problem quickly, and rushed back to his seat.
The questions were definitely answered correctly, but the teacher’s sharp eyes were still fixed on Song Yang, and he said nothing.
This situation is very common, and everyone has a premonition of what will happen next.
The whole class was silent, and a terrifying atmosphere as if a storm was about to come filled the classroom.
“You were absent-minded in class, and you didn’t get full marks in the exams. Don’t think you’re great just because you have decent grades in class. Go take a look at the ranking list of other classes. How far are the top ten students from you? You’re getting complacent after getting 140 in the exam, right? How many people were left behind by a single point in the college entrance exam? You should have an idea in your mind. You should take a long-term view, and don’t always be so self-righteous…”
When the teacher was talking, Song Yang had only one thought in his mind: Don’t put away your cell phone, don’t do that.
“Take out the things in your desk.” The teacher knocked on his desk.
“…”
As soon as the things were in hand, the teacher became even more angry. Like an impassioned warrior, he slammed the table several times and said, “Students! You are in the third year of high school! You are in the third year of high school! How dare someone bring a cell phone to class!”
Song Yang’s greatest strength was his good attitude. To him, the confiscation of his cell phone was like the confiscation of his alarm clock. The only thing he was worried about was whether someone would send him a message, or whether Li Xun would change his mind because he didn’t reply.
His desk mate often gets upset because he doesn’t reply to messages in time.
But little girls and adult men are definitely different. He tried to comfort himself.
After finally making it to Friday, Song Yang worked late into the night to finish his homework.
The teacher often said that time is wealth, and he must leave wealth to important people.
It was four o’clock in the morning and he still had three practice papers left, but his brain was no longer working properly. He took a short nap for three hours and then got up to wash up.
Both his parents were not at home. They left some cash and a note on the dining table, saying that they were going to visit a sick relative in the hospital and would be back late. They asked him to finish listening to the newly updated English online course and do an extra homework.
Song Yang’s father is an associate professor at the University of Economics and Business, and also serves as the main lecturer at Examination.com. His mother is the financial director of a pharmaceutical company. Both of them are strict with his education.
The problem with this English course is that many questions are interspersed in the middle of the course, and you have to answer them while listening to the lecture, and all your scores will be retained.
His mother would review it regularly, and the review results affected his pocket money, so he couldn’t fill it in randomly. Song Yang felt extremely anxious and uneasy when he heard this.
It was past ten o’clock when the teacher finally gave his closing remarks. He stuffed the test paper into his bag and became a wild dog on the loose.
When he arrived at the archery hall, Li Xun was explaining how to use the bow and arrow to a new customer. She was a woman in her thirties, wearing a tight black sports short-sleeved top. She had a curvy figure and well-maintained skin, giving off the air of a workplace elite.
That woman looked at Li Xun more often than she looked at the target, and everything was evident in her words.
However, Li Xun looked very calm. He seldom looked up at people and kept a stern face, as if everyone who came to class owed him money.
Song Yang was standing outside, handing flyers to passers-by and glancing inside intentionally or unintentionally.
The woman discovered him first, followed by Li Xun.
At a certain moment, their eyes met through the window.
Song Yang was shocked.
He saw Li Xun smile.
It was not a polite smile when passing by, nor a perfunctory smile when chatting, but a tacit smile when one notices that the other person is glancing at him/her from a distance.
Gentle like the wind.
The leaves above my head rustled, as if the heavens were applauding.
Song Yang was in a good mood the whole afternoon.
Li Xun’s last class ended at 8:30 in the evening. After get off work, Song Yang stayed in the staff lounge to do his homework and asked the lady at the front desk to call him at 8:20.
He was a little worried that Li Xun would forget about this, just like he always forgot to take things when he was in a hurry to go home after school.
But the truth was not as bad as he thought.
Not only did Li Xun not forget the appointment, he also considerately asked him what means of transportation he took and whether it would be inconvenient for him to go back later.
The subway stops operating at 10:30, and there are only less than two hours left. I probably won’t be able to play many games. Song Yang didn’t tell the truth.
“My home is quite close, I can take a taxi back, I will go back when you go back.”
“Okay then,” Li Xun asked as he poured water, “Have you ever played this game before?”
Song Yang said: “My father bought me an entry-level recurve bow two years ago. Since our home is not big enough, I occasionally go back to the countryside to play with it. I have never formally learned it.”
“Then let me show you the most basic part first.” Li Xun walked towards the equipment area carrying a bottle of water. His steps were big and fast. Song Yang was with him and unconsciously quickened his pace.
“Come and pick one you like.” Li Xun supported himself on the glass cabinet with one hand and tapped it lightly with his fingertips.
Storage cabinets are also divided into different levels, some have locks, and some don’t even have glass installed.
Li Xun’s cabinet was locked, and inside it were hung all kinds of disassembled competition bows and accessories. There were five different colors of arrow handles alone, and there were also many handsome carbon arrows. Song Yang’s eyes lit up when he saw them.
“Can I take whatever I want?”
Li Xun said “hmm” lightly and nodded.
These bows and arrows are definitely not brand new. The brand slogans on the arrow shafts and bow pieces have fallen off a little, but the owner has wiped them very clean, especially the metallic bow handles, which sparkle under the light.
Song Yang picked out a pure black one, and right after he picked it up he felt it was much heavier than the one he had at home.
Commonly used bows are 25 inches. The one in his hand was specially customized according to Li Xun’s height and arm span. It is 27 inches and a little difficult to pull.
The bow handle is made of aluminum, with only the grip being made of wood, which feels very comfortable. The bow limbs are improved, using cross-UD carbon fiber.
Of course, these are all popular science knowledge provided by Li Xun.
“The bow has maple core and foam carbon core to choose from. The foam core has a softer pull and is not easily affected by weather, while the wood core has strong explosive power and fast speed. I have used both the Titan EX and Apocalypse bows. The main technical feature of Apocalypse is the tension of the bowstring, which can be adjusted by adjusting the rocker slider in the centerline adjustment slot to feel the change in pulling feel.”
When Li Xun talked about these theoretical knowledge, he was very excited, a bit like a child who just bought a new toy and couldn’t wait to share it with his friends.
Song Yang didn’t know if Li Xun usually communicated with his female clients in this way. If the other party really listened to him, it was probably all because of his appearance.
Finally, Li Xun installed the sight, butterfly arrow rest, balance bar, and clicker one by one and gave a wink.
“Let’s go, I’ll take you upstairs to feel it.”
One takes big steps, the other one runs wild.
There was no one on the second floor. It was so empty that even the footsteps echoed. When the two of them were silent, Song Yang heard Li Xun’s slow breathing, which sounded like some kind of sleeping animal.
“The archery stance is generally divided into square stance, open stance, and close stance, which is also called side stance, exposed stance, and concealed stance.”
Song Yang picked up the key point, with a smile on his face and a not-so-simple look in his eyes, he repeated: “Exposure style?”
“Yes, the revealing style.” Li Xun said seriously, “Take off your clothes first.”
Song Yang grabbed his collar reflexively, looking like he was afraid of being violated: “Why? I’ve never seen you take off your clothes on the court!”
Li Xun said: “Because I didn’t use the exposure style. Since you mentioned it, I will explain it to you.”
Song Yang stiffened his neck: “Then I don’t want the exposed style either, I choose the side-standing style!”
Li Xun’s cheeks moved.
Song Yang was very familiar with this expression, he just couldn’t hold back his laughter any longer.
“……”He reacted.
I knew it!
It must be a joke!
Why didn’t I realize before that this guy was so frivolous in class?
Li Xun took off the protective gear on his body and handed them to him one by one. Perhaps because he saw that he was struggling to put them on properly after a long time, he directly fastened them on for him and explained the different uses of the protective gear.
The leather finger guard was warm from the temperature of Li Xun’s skin.
Song Yang stole a glance quietly and found an inconspicuous little mole hidden at the end of Li Xun’s eyebrow. When he got closer, he could smell the faint fragrance of shampoo.
Maybe it’s shower gel…
It was the first time he smelled such a nice scent on a man.
When tying the arm guard, Li Xun noticed that Song Yang’s fingers were shaking, and even his breathing was shaking.
He raised his eyes and asked, “Why are you shaking?”
Song Yang looked away and stammered, “Your bow is too heavy. It’s a little shaky when you put it down suddenly.”
“Really?” Li Xun curled the corners of his mouth slightly, but Song Yang didn’t see it
