All the items were finalized, and then everyone went to the archery practice area. The targets, bows and arrows were all prepared.

In charge of everyone is the coach Huang Jun, who has a neat short haircut and wears sportswear. He is serious and humorous to let everyone choose their favorite bows and arrows.

Yan Zhixu caught a glimpse of a blue bow, which was very light in his hand.

The others were full of excitement, chattering and looking at the target in front of them, eager to try.

Coach Huang Jun picked up a bow and mounted an extremely sharp arrow, "Now, let me show you the correct posture for archery."

Stand up straight, raise the bow, pull the arrow, and aim at the target in front of you. There is no hand shake at all, and it is relaxed and stress-free.

"Whoosh-"

With a burst of tiny sharp arrows piercing the sky, stirring up a torrent, it leaped out quickly and steadily, and shot into the ten rings in the middle.

"Whoosh-"

"Whoosh-"

The two consecutive arrows in the back all hit the tenth ring, and there was no slight difference. The strength was strong, and the psychological quality was also excellent.

The other students who were watching widened their eyes, each and everyone was dumbfounded, applauding frantically after slowing down, and the applause was thunderous.

Their eyes flashed with the light of worship, the flames in their hearts were ignited, and they couldn't help but want to go forward and try.

Coach Huang Jun took down the shot arrow and warned everyone seriously.

"Archery is a test of a person's mentality and endurance. Keeping calm at all times, not nervous, not panic, this is the foundation that archery athletes must learn, and it is also the most difficult point."

After he finished speaking, he didn't say any more, and under the eager eyes of everyone, he nodded in agreement with them to practice archery.

The ideal is very plump and the reality is very skinny. The wonderful fantasy is shattered with bangs, and the broken glass can't be picked up.

Some people missed the target and missed the target disc, some people shot missed and fell to the ground, and some people even nearly shot the cameraman.

Demons dance.

"Archery is so hard. I feel like my hands are shaking. I can't control it at all. I've never been so nervous in an exam."

"Ah, ah, why did you miss so many shots? This is not a star and a half from what I imagined, but a hundred and eight thousand miles."

"Cough, cough, this arrow has its own ideas and doesn't listen to my orders."

...

The people at the scene were talking a lot, and it was obvious that they had been hit hard.

Yan Zhixu was calm and calm, with no ripples in his eyes, no exaggerated yelling, and he seemed to stand out from the crowd.

She raised the bow in her hand, aimed her left shoulder at the target, held the bow in her left hand, and stood with her feet shoulder-width apart, her body weight fell evenly on both feet, and her body leaned forward slightly.

Standing standard!

"..."

The observing coach Huang Jun nodded gratified, satisfied that she was able to master the correct posture so quickly.

The big brother of the camera captured this scene, and the camera close-up is aimed at Yan Zhixu, not letting go of any detail, even the tiny pores on her face can be clearly seen.

She buckled the string, and the index, middle, and ring fingers of her right hand clasped the string.

Yan Zhixu raised his bow, his left arm sank, and the bow was close to his lower jaw.

"Whoosh-"

She pulled back, and the three fingers that buckled the string quickly released the arrow and shot it out with lightning speed.

Eight rings!

When the arrow hits the target, her left arm, wrist, elbow, shoulder and whole body are relaxed in turn.

The posture of drawing the bow is handsome and neat, without the slightest hesitation or sloppyness.

Coach Huang Jun praised without hesitation, "Yes, you learn quickly."

Yan Zhixu nodded calmly, "Thank you coach."

After she finished speaking, she continued to take out the second arrow.