Chapter 85:

As Dillon left the wooden floor elevated platform to look at the target room, there was a bustling sound outside the door, and Zoe and Joseph pushed in the door. In front of them was a boy with glasses. From this point of view, it seems that Japanese archery is a sport of self-cultivation.
"Hey, Brian!" Josephus whispered a British accent and greeted me. "Does it look like your team is Dillon to do this task? Isn't that a small case! I have to hurry up, Tevez and Vera are right behind us, and I also see Sam and Dean."
Just as Zoe and Joseph embarrassed each other, with Oda Riko's arrow bursting out of the air, a muffled sound of "Bang" hit the bull's eye. Then watch the target cabin emit a clear, bright and uniform ‘good arrow! ’, Mixed with a weird foreign accent. This is Dillon's voice.
Then Oda Riko, who was standing here, closed her bow and resumed her standing position, and shouted, "Please pick up an arrow!" I looked at this British girl full of curiosity with curiosity. After changing into a kimono for bowing, she The temperament of the whole person is completely different from when he was wearing a school uniform.
In the distance, there were two light claps, and the first grade who took Dillon to give a demonstration also replied, "We are here!" Then he ran away with a first-grade girl who was there before. When he came out, he bent over and picked up the arrows that fell on the ground, and carried them in his hands.
Then they returned to the target-seeing hut, again saying "Please continue!" Oda Riko came to us and explained: "After picking up the arrows, you must wipe the dirt off the arrows before sending them in. They will teach him face to face."
When Zoe and Joseph went into the locker room to change their clothes, I sat on the high platform watching Dillon honestly shout an unskilled slogan, and then came out and bent over to pick up the arrow.
"For the record of score data, draw a circle in the name of the person who hits it, and a slash if it doesn't hit it. The college in archery is not allowed to speak, and must focus on the bow." After the arrow picking exercise was completed, Dillon walked back to the high platform where we were, and with Joseph, who chose to complete the recording of the data first, listened carefully to Oda Riko's explanation.
"Where are I desperately pulling arrows? Are you here to hold a girl's sorority party?" Perhaps it was a little stupid but serious thing to do with the children, but Dillon was in a good mood. After listening to Oda Riko's explanation, he began to come to me and teased before recording the scoring practice.
I looked away from him a little at a loss, and looked around, only to find that the students of Kudosuke who were still kneeling and recording data had already circled around me and Joseph. Especially girls.
"Hahaha, it really looks like the scene of everyone doing homework at the girl's home during the summer vacation!" Josef said outside the situation. Standing up and looking down at him, it's like the cat's standard selling expression in a cat wearing boots, with a pair of watery eyes staring at you.
‘Ga La’, the door rang, and everyone looked back at the door. It was Tevez and Vera, and Sam and Dean had arrived. Each brought their instructor, who is also a senior student of this school's Bowdo society.
"Don't stop talking nonsense, let's get started." I saw the situation look pale and whispered in Dillon's ears. When he turned quietly to continue to complete the task, I greeted the two teams who just came and said hello. "Hi cowboys and police officers!"
"Hello." This was a brief but indifferent response from the police officer's wife and couple who recovered the sound. It's almost standard police style, so I still frowned.
In contrast, Sam and Dean, a pair of cowboy brothers from Texas, came up and gave me a hug. Sam smiled and said, "Finally, I met you again on the mission in the third round of the game. It is not easy to catch up with you."
"It's like chasing the Mustang leader," said Leng Buding's Dean interface, looking like a grim smile. "The horseshoes froze, and in a blink of an eye they were invisible."
"Hahaha, what are you talking about?" I'm not interested in sticking someone's cold on a hot face, especially when this kind of set is almost not really good for me. So instead of taking the opportunity to talk to the police team, I turned to the two brothers and said, "Who are you to accomplish this task?"
"The girls in my hometown all said that Sam had a pair of dog eyes. I guess that should mean good eyes, right?" Dean's cold joke struck again, cold and abnormal. "So we decided to let him do it."
"Eh," I hugged my hands around my chest and looked up and down. Except that Dean wasn't much different from me, Sam was almost the height of a little giant. "The Gongdao Club may have to worry about your dress. I hope the show team has a special customization."
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In a smirkful look by Zoe and I, Sam and Dean stepped out in the samurai uniforms that the show team had specially customized, and began to complete the task. At this time, Joseph and Dillon had completed the practice task of recording the scoring data, and Joseph started the arrow picking, and Dillon finally started the archery practice.
"We're going to start practicing from a standing position," Riko Oda said, standing in front of Dillon's oblique seat and demonstrating the basic posture. "First measure the distance from the middle of your head to your fingertips, and open your feet to the same distance." She said later that she took out a bamboo ruler more than one meter long, and raised her head a little to measure the length of Dillon's arm.
"Let's do something for me." I snuggled up and took the ruler from Oda Riko. The tip of his finger was gently on the tip of Dillon's nose, and he looked back in a slight invisibility, and then returned to a standing position.
My fingertips slid down from the bridge of his nose against the skin, across the lips and the tip of the jaw, all the way to the throat and finally stopped at the midpoint between the two collarbone. When I don't know, the roaring voices of the practitioners of Gongdao Club gradually became quieter. I know that the photographers who are taking photos are constantly snapping photos, but they don't care about continuing my actions.
Raising the ruler in one hand, he held Dillon's extended left arm, and pressed the ruler to the tip of his middle finger. On the other side, he held it in the hand at the midpoint of Dillon's clavicle. Then, holding the ruler by the distance, he knelt down in front of Dillon and raised his head to indicate that he would open the distance between the legs according to the length of the ruler in my hand.
"... the length of this two-footed bifurcation is the most stable distance for you to stand when pulling the bow." Perhaps it was awkward to see the scene, and Oda Riko's opening without hesitation broke the ambiguous atmosphere. Continue to explain. "There are eight steps to firing, as long as you remember, you won't be mistaken. They are foot stamping, sculpting, arching, scoring, drawing points, meeting, leaving, and finally heart failure."
The name of the last step, Oda Riko, is in Japanese, and she begins to explain the meaning of these steps step by step. "Foot-step is the action we did just now. When the shooting position is facing the target, double-foot open. The next step is to make, and after doing the action of the foot, stabilize the upper body."
While talking about Oda Riko, he was doing a demonstration, holding his fists on both sides of his waist, and then he said, "The bow is the preparation for putting the arrow on the bow. After the arrow is wound, it is divided into two hands. Raise the bow and arrow above your head. To take this step, you need to support the bow with one hand and the other with the strings, open your hands to the left and right and pull the bow and arrow parallel to your line of sight. "
With Oda Riko's demonstration, Dillon has almost no mistakes in accurate imitation except her movements, including the aiming movement. It will be after the scoring is completed and the arrow will be aimed at the target. To leave is to release the hand holding the arrow and shoot the arrow. Mindset is the posture that the body maintains after releasing the arrow.
After all the instructions were completed, Dillon took the first real longbow. With the attention of all four members, including me, Dillon relaxed the bowstring in his hand. "The bowstring is tight, so strength is very important." Oda Riko usually looked at Dillon to pull the bow, and explained to me while he was beside him.
Then I saw Tevez, the police officer who chose to let Vera do the job, and her face became hard to look at. At this time, Vera had just changed her clothes, and Sam had already followed the first grade to the target hut.
In my opinion, Dillon's bowing posture is very stable. According to Oda's explanation, the strength of bowstrings used by adult men, referred to as bow force, is about 15 to 18 kilograms. This is really nothing to Dillon. After hearing that the strength of the bowstring would change with the difference of men and women, Tevez's face was much better.
Because we are beginners, our target to complete the task is controlled at a distance of 28 meters. Dillon imitated the archery practice of other members of the bow club just now, slowly pulling the bow string slightly higher than his head, and then very slowly but smoothly leveling the bow and arrow to his horizon level.
"Start the challenge!" Oda Riko shouted at the request of the crew. There are ten arrows in the quiver behind Dillon, and he needs to complete the target of three targets in these ten arrows to complete the standard. Otherwise, he needs to repeat the steps of picking arrows and recording score data.
With a slamming sound, under everyone's attention, the arrow in Dillon's hand flew out quickly, but finally hit a few tens of centimeters in front of the target. Without distraction, he turned back to take the arrow, and then pulled the bow again.
'Snapped! ’Even louder, this time the arrow hit the top wall above the target. It can be seen that Dillon is trying to adjust the aim, and soon the third and fourth swords pass by the target.
"It looks really difficult, and Joseph is probably kneeling here." Zoe looked at the target hut in the distance leisurely, and Joseph, who was waiting with Sam to practice arrow picking, said with a smile. Her game mentality is very good, basically the type that focuses on participating but does not fool through the game.
In comparison, Tevez, who was waiting for Willa to practice recording the scoring data, was a little bit angry. In his opinion, the preparation posture before the shot was really slow and unbearable. Then he really complained, "Damn archery. If this is the time when the archer died, isn't it? So slow, you know we're still playing."
"Hey! Did n’t Brian's instructor say it before? As a Japanese martial art, Gudo is now used for self-cultivation. Even if you complete the task in the competition, please show some respect for other local cultures. Zoe said unhappyly when he heard Tevez's complaint.
"I'm talking to you about what?" Tevez apparently had some big man's idea, and he gave Zoe a careless glance. Then he continued: "And the president of a bow-road company turned out to be a stinky girl. This bow-road company is still the strongest in Japan? It's ridiculous. Brian, let's talk about your man! He was a soldier before. "
These words are too offensive, but I didn't care what he said, but stared at Dillon's movement. He heard Teves's words, his ears moved and his teeth snapped together. Zoe jumped angrily and shouted, "You are so unreasonable!"
In my opinion, Dillon's aiming adjustment was completed by the fourth arrow. So it doesn't matter what the other contestants are clamoring about, as long as this task is completed first, it is the best face. But under Vera's smirk with his man, Dillon's shoulder muscles seemed to turn around as he loosened.
I had no choice but to yell, "Special injection arrows! What is our main goal, don't forget it! Don't talk and don't take it away!" In my order, Dillon finally stopped the next movement and re-tensioned the muscles on his arm. Aim at the target.
Dillon, wearing a Japanese black and white samurai uniform, looked kind of upright and straight. He watched his bow and string and then the fifth arrow in his hand was like a gallop, "click" and hit the bullseye!
"Good arrow! The first one!" Oda Riko shouted. When we had a dispute before, her eyes were full of doubts, apparently she didn't actually understand the sarcasm of Tevez. And when Dillon turned around and picked up the sixth arrow, he gave Tevez a cold look, making him unable to help snoring.
However, some people never saw the coffin and did not cry. When Dillon turned and opened Zhang Gong, Tevez snorted angrily again. He murmured, "What do you mean? But was it luck to hit one?" Dillon and I didn't bother in the slightest, and I grabbed Zoe.
‘P’, ’P’, ’P’, ’P, after the ninth arrow is exactly the same as the previous four bulls, Dillon turned and bent to pick up the last one. Skilled to stretch the bow. 'Snapped! ’Hit the bullseye again!
As Oda Riko and other academies in Gongdao Club were stunned but shouted subconsciously: "Good arrow! Sixth target!", Dillon suddenly turned around and tried to take a step, and Zhang Gong pulled the string hardly. Giving Tevez any response. Then half of his voice, "No ...!", He let go of the string.
"Ah !!!" Willa, who had just finished recording the score data, screamed in astonishment. It took them a while to react, and Dillon didn't actually have an arrow in his hand.
With the cold gaze of the two, and Zoe's crowd of fun-filled crowds, Dillon and I took the first clue card from the coach of the Bowdo Club.
"Go to the Tokyo Tower to get the next clue." I looked at the hint in the clue card. "It's not a clue to the detour mission. It seems we need to visit the landmarks of Tokyo once more."
"It is now off time. If you take a taxi, the road will be very congested, especially to the direction of Tokyo Tower. I suggest you squeeze the subway to feel the Japanese culture!" I do n’t know when the boys who took the road before and It also came out, he said with a smile. "And thanks to you, I finally decided to join the Kudos!"
Just like what I said, I passed the previous shrine to pray for blessings, and then I hurried to Uehara High School to complete the roadblock task of the bow road club. Now it is the peak period of work. After the tips from Kazuya, we decided to reach the green JR Yamanote line to the Tokyo Tower neighborhood. Then walk over there.
At that time, we did n’t know how horrible the Tokyo subway was at the rush hour ... If we knew it early, we would n’t even take the subway even if we were stuck in a traffic jam ...
After leaving the Cowboy Brothers and Zoe and Joseph, and completely ignoring the police couple, we left the Gondola. At the gate of the school, we also encountered James and Sid who hurried to catch up, and finally surviving the cancer survivors father and son, David and Kurt, because of James and Sid's help. It seems that everyone will have a final victory in this roadblock task.
And after James and Sid helped David Cot and his son, I have a little more identification with this model group. At least Dillon's eyes on James were not as cold as before.
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"My God ... isn't there really a stampede event?" I managed to protect the crowd from the subway station with Dillon's protection, and there was a little room for talking. Entrusted with my blessing, I also shook my hand with the follow-up photography, poked the camera extremely close to me, and gave a super close-up.
"Hold my hand, I won't let you be okay." Dillon did not hear that I was complaining and complaining about the camera, staring seriously at our target green Yamanote line into the station. He reached out and motioned for me to help him, letting me rely on him to squeeze into it step by step.
Because he was taller than the Japanese, he had a head-height, so after we got down the stairs, we had at least the distance to see the distance and the image of the air. Taking out the stance of marching in the flood, Dillon rushed to the right and led us to the door and into the subway car.
As the door closed, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. Let Dillon stretch out his arms and cover me in the gap between the door and the seat. I leaned my head on his arm and gave us two clues in the little space he stretched out. The card fanned.
"I'm exhausted by squeezing a subway. I don't know how the detour task will change." I said, aiming at an inch, I simply mounted the camera lens on Dillon's other arm. The photographer said. Of course, it's not about people, but about the camera.
While looking at myself in the arms of the camera, I plucked my hair and reorganized my hairstyle. Then he wrapped his hands around Dillon's waist without shyness, and slept against him. "Call me when you're there." I closed my eyes after receiving a positive reply from Dillon.
'Uh uh uh! !! !! Look at the pair over there. I have a new comic idea! I don't have to drag the paper this time, otherwise my editor will kill me! ‘The voice of a girl ’s voice is ringing not far away.
Because some are different from the dead office workers around, with extra vitality and excitement, I curiously raised my eyelids, put my chin on Dillon's shoulder and looked over there. Unexpectedly, she even looked at us. This line of sight turned to the other person, who blushed and hurriedly folded up the high-rise candid camera.
The companion beside her was a gentle-looking man who looked helplessly like Dillon to protect her between his arms. Then I saw him rubbing the girl's head with his chin and saying something.
‘Look at the photographers over there, what TV show should be taken. I really do n’t know what TV shows are going to abuse me so much and film our peak hours at work. And for your drafts, not being creative is not a reason. You ’re just lazy at the end of cancer ... ’
Then the girl angrily hammered a circle on the man's chest, not the small powder punch, but the sturdy one. I noticed that the man's face was suffering a bit, and then he returned to his former free look. Looking at their interaction, I found it quite interesting, so I couldn't help watching a smile there.
'Ah ah ah ah ah! He smiled at us! Oh my god! Is it going to ntr? Isn't it because of you? ‘I saw that girl say something to the man again, and the man ’s eyes were full of doting and helplessness.
‘Stand, stand still. May I help you? And compared with the man he was carrying, I was a victim in front of him. Do you think he will look after me? ‘While the man was talking, I saw that he had taken over the girl ’s cell phone and raised it to me for a seven-shot.
From my smile to my sorrowful face, it was fully included, and because the man was raised very high, it was a perfect picture of me and Dillon. A two-handed niches, a pair of hands around the waist, a camera bulb on the side of the niche's arm, the photographer frowns grimace.
‘Is it? Did you take it? ‘Girls bounced back from their men ’s hands after the seven-shot, grabbed their cell phones and flipped around. ‘Hey, go back tonight and start construction! !! !! In addition, you and him can attack each other! Compared with that guy's back, I still like the beautiful boy and the beautiful boy! ’
‘... again, I ’m not a beautiful boy… are you still ten years ago? Do you know that we have been working for five years? Don't jump, don't jump, stand and stop. ’
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After the episode on the subway, we came to the Tokyo Tower and enjoyed its beautiful night view of lights. Then finally got the clue card for the next detour mission. 2k novel reading network