Summary: The male protagonist is always wrong

"What's this kid's attitude?" asked Saionji Chiyoshi.

"As you can see, I take everything seriously." Yuan Tianyin looked at Yin Li with a smile.

Yin Li was still swinging his sword seriously at this moment.

"Let me teach him Kyudo."

Children of this age rarely have such patience. Saionji Zhiliang's heart of cherishing talent was aroused, and he wanted to accept this disciple.

Minamoto Seiryuu was a little unhappy when he heard this, "He hasn't even learned Kendo well. I don't agree."

Yuan Tianyin ignored his objection and said, "Let's ask Yin Li later."

Saionji Chiyoshi smiled at Minamoto no Seitaki, and the smile was quite provocative.

Minamoto Qingtaki snorted coldly.

Seeing this, Yuan Tianyin teased the two, "You are so grown up, but you are still acting like children."

Thinking of how they used to be so confrontational when they were young, Yuan Tianyin felt a little nostalgic. Time is unforgiving.

Yin Li finished a set of training and was about to drink some water and take a break.

Then he saw his grandmother waving at him.

He walked over obediently.

"This is Chiyo Saionji. Do you want to learn Kyudo from him?"

"Kyudo?" Yin Li was a little confused.

"You must be very suitable for Kyudo. Do you want to be my disciple?" The old man smiled kindly.

But Yin Li noticed that grandpa's expression was not good, but grandma winked at him.

Yin Li thought it was better to listen to her grandmother, "Okay, Teacher Xiyuanji."

Saionji Chiyoshi's expression became smug, while Minamoto Seitaki's expression became even uglier.

"Grandpa, I will also seriously train in kendo."

Minamoto Seiryu's expression brightened considerably upon hearing this, and he reminded her, "You can practice Kyudo only after you finish your daily Kendo training."

"Okay." Yin Li agreed obediently.

Xiyuanji Zhiliang teased him, "Are you worried that Yin Li will become obsessed with archery and give up kendo training?"

"I don't think so. Few people who have learned kendo can let go." Minamoto Seitaki said unwillingly.

Yin Li looked at the two people arguing with each other, then turned to look at her grandmother.

"Don't worry about them, they have always been like this." Yuan Tianyin still smiled.

Saionji Chiyoshi's Kyudo teaching went smoothly.

Yin Li learned archery in a shooting club.

After solid basic training, Yin Li was finally allowed to stand in front of the target.

But because he was too young, he used a weak bow.

The weak bow is difficult to use, so Yin Li's hit rate is not high.

But his performance had already surprised Saionji Chiyoshi.

Even if he missed the target, Yin Li would still complete the set of movements perfectly.

That can be called the perfect 'Zanshin'.

That 'remaining heart' was no longer a ritual or a gesture, but a true reflection of his inner thoughts.

The arrow has left the string, and I have to prepare for the next one.

There is a goal in mind, but no goal in front of you.

Victory is not arrogant, defeat is not discouraged.

He shot such a moving arrow.

Vacation World Fujiwara Sou 4

This is Fujiwara no Cho's first day of Kyudo lessons.

After falling in love with Kyudo at first sight at the Prefectural Martial Arts Hall, his father asked a former Imperial Palace police officer to help him receive personal instruction from the Kyudo teacher who was a former Imperial Palace police officer.

He was a little excited and excited. What would Kyudo teaching be like?

After getting off the bus, Fujiwara Chou walked towards the municipal gymnasium.

On the way from the bus stop to the municipal gymnasium, there is a kendo hall where you can often hear shouts of "Ah!" and the sound of bamboo swords clashing.

Fujiwara Cho didn't stop and walked straight to the gymnasium.

The first day of training wasn't as interesting as he'd imagined. It was just some basic exercises, shooting patterns, etiquette...

He didn't even have the chance to stand in front of the target. He kept repeating the boring and empty bow pulling, and he still felt bored and dull.

Saionji Chiyoshi saw all of this.

This is what a primary school student should be like. People like Yin Li are rare.

"Another little friend will be here in a couple of days."

Fujiwara Sou looked up in surprise. He stood to the right of Saionji Chiyoshi and asked, "Do you have other students?"

Fujiwara no Chou knew how much effort his father had put in to invite this teacher. Saionji Chiyoshi would never be a personal instructor no matter what he was asked. He accepted to instruct Fujiwara no Chou only as the last job entrusted to him by the old archer.

"Yes, he is my excellent student."

"Excellent?" Fujiwara Sou repeated.

But the teacher's evaluation also made Fujiwara Shuu a little excited. What kind of shooting shape and string sound could be worthy of such an evaluation from the teacher?

Saionji Chiyoshi: "You'll understand once you see his archery."

Fujiwara no Cho looked forward to the student's arrival day and night, but he never came.

He no longer has too many expectations today.

He walked along the bus stop to the gym as usual.

As I passed by the noisy kendo hall, a strange sound suddenly came from inside.

What is that sound?

Fujiwara Chou stopped and walked towards the kendo hall involuntarily.

The sound of kendo's energy and the clashing of bamboo swords became more and more obvious.

Fujiwara Sou walked to the front of the dojo, where boys and girls in white kendo uniforms and indigo trousers were practicing.

The sound of bamboo swords clashing and roaring continued, which made Fujiwara Sho feel a little noisy.

Not this voice.

He then walked deeper into the kendo hall.

There are wind chimes planted in the courtyard behind the gym.

The green plants drowned out the noise in the kendo hall.

Fujiwara no Sou walked deeper into the cave, leaving the noise behind.

After turning a corner, surrounded by wind chime flowers, an elegant young man wearing a white kendo uniform and indigo trousers came into view.

He just kept moving forward, swinging his knife, and retreating.

The airflow from the knife swung the bell flowers, and they swayed with the wind.

The sound of the bamboo sword breaking through the air, the sound of shoes stepping on the ground, the sound of sweat dripping, and the boy's breathing, each one was deafening.

Until he looked into those blue eyes, it was like the sea breeze blowing the wind chimes, ding-dong ding-dong——

The waves caressed his body, cleansed his soul, and swept away the summer heat.

Fujiwara Sou's breathing stopped for a few seconds, and his heartbeat was thumping.

Such a moving figure, such a wonderful blue.

It feels like the summer sea.

Yin Li finished this group of Su Zhen, put away the bamboo sword, and looked at the visitor, "This place is not open to the public."

"I'm sorry, I heard a pleasant voice." Fujiwara Sou replied, "Can I know your name?"

"Yuan Yinli." Yinli didn't think the sound of bamboo swords colliding and breathing together was a pleasant sound.

He walked out and Fujiwara Cho followed him.

"My name is Fujiwara Shiori. I'm practicing Kyudo around here."

"In that gym over there?"

The two walked out, leaving the bright bell flowers in the courtyard behind.

"Yes, how do you know?"

The sounds in the kendo hall became louder, and Fujiwara Sou began to think they were noisy again.

Yin Li did not answer, but waited until they had walked this distance and the noise had subsided before he spoke.

"Kyudo is very interesting."

After a few days of basic training, Fujiwara Cho didn't really think so, but he said, "It's quite interesting."

"Really?" Yin Li's eyes seemed to see through his heart, knowing that he was lying. "See you this afternoon then."

After saying that, he turned and went back.

Only then did Fujiwara Chou realize that he had unknowingly brought Yin Li to the door of the kendo hall.

He stared at the old plaque of the kendo hall, but his mind kept recalling the figure swinging the sword and Yin Li's words "see you in the afternoon".

He turned and continued walking towards the gym.

Because he was delayed on the road, he was late for training today.