"When it comes to the origin of the artistic and ceremonial movement of gongdao, we may also thank the cultural communication from China."

"In very distant ancient times, with the arrival of the book of rites, we Japanese people knew the existence of the book of rites. Sheyi."

"Let the Japanese, who do not know the hierarchy, finally appreciate the importance of the ceremony of kings and officials and the ceremony of father and son in the process of drinking and banquet."

"Look at our archery targets. They still follow the oldest tradition and are made of straw mat rolls made of straw."

"The fundamental reason is the influence of authentic archery by Gao Ying, a Chinese archeologist in the Ming Dynasty."

"So many historical and cultural deposits have been preserved until now. As a Japanese, I am very proud!"

"I also deeply admire the missionary work of the Chinese ancients!"

"So, please watch a set of the most classical bow competition as the highest gift for visitors from afar!"

"Please!"

In that case, you're welcome.

The little assistant of the visiting team took out the DV he used to record and asked, "Mr. Fujiwara, do you mind letting your son appear on the camera together?"

Fujiwara, who thought his son was good enough, naturally nodded. The photographer who was allowed naturally turned the lens to Fujiwara Ho, a young man.

The continuous drizzle in the lens has gradually stopped. The cool time after the rain is very suitable for bow and arrow.

With the attention of a group of students, Fujiwara Hao on the pavilion Gallery stood side by side under the eaves of the pavilion Gallery, split his legs, erect a bow, take an arrow and bend a bow. His slender bow body was much higher than his head, which did not cause much obstacles to him. It seemed that he had used it many times and was very skilled.

When the bow was slightly full and left the bow string, the other party's wrist seemed to be very free and free. He loosened the long bow in his hand and let the long bow slide naturally into a very beautiful semicircle.

This is a combination of the Yuan Dynasty Mongols' method of throwing a bow, riding and shooting.

When the arrow comes out and the bow stays in hand, don't care about the final score of 9.99 or 10.

What we care about is that his heart is peaceful and upright, and whether his movements are smooth.

This is not only a process of asking the heart, but also the highest embodiment of tempering the will.

Unfortunately, it may be the sudden entry of many strangers, or the reflection of the camera in front of him is too abrupt.

Fujiwara Hao, who made this set of moves, still showed a lot of flaws in front of Fujiwara, who had been immersed in this way for many years.

For a strict father, his eyebrows wrinkled unnaturally.

This little action of the father is familiar to a son who knows and worships him very well.

This means that after the guests leave, they may have some bad luck.

However, Fujiwara Hao, who is quite clever, thought of a trace of disaster. No, it's a good idea to transfer his father's mind.

He just glanced at the quivering arrows on the target at random. After making sure he didn't miss the target, he bowed deeply in the direction of the Chinese delegation.

Said: "laugh!"

"If friends come from afar, father's friends should receive them solemnly."

"I don't know, my friends, is there anything you are interested in? You can also come up and try."

That's a little interesting.

If it is a general world-class archery sport, coaches in the gymnasium can do some simple archery guidance and then practice repeatedly. They are not too stupid. If they don't look at the results, they can still do basic modeling.

But the Japanese archery is too different.

Just how to lift the 2-meter-2 bow firmly is a thing that needs to be practiced.

But this is the nature of young people. They are curious about new things they have never tried.

Several lively disciples got up and responded, "OK? But we didn't wear traditional bow costumes. Isn't it not serious enough?"

But the cunning Fujiwara Hao is trying to turn all this into a farce of collective activities.

Naturally, he comforted: "is it urgent? We just feel the charm of the bow, not participate in the competition. There are strict judges."

"It doesn't matter."

"That's good. Let's try it?"

The young man who took the lead took the bow handed over by Hiroshi Fujiwara.

The first reaction of our players after they got their hands was, mom, this bow is a little too long.

The young man who is used to the traditional Chinese Archery concept is very uncomfortable just holding the bow upright.

But when he found that the place where the bow and arrow was set up was the middle and lower part of the bow, he was inexplicably at a loss.

Bow and string, didn't you say it's right in the middle?

Bow full moon, you bow, a pull string, why is it still a moon cake with facial paralysis?

However, the arrow has been handed over, the basic elements have been explained, and the arrow has to be launched on the string, that is to say, the situation of the young man at this time.

Well, don't pay attention to the beauty of manners. Let's shoot it out.

Whoosh, pop.

Gollum

The poor arrow that fell ten meters away from the 28 meter target fell helplessly into the muddy water in the courtyard.

Hehe hehe.

Seeing Fujiwara, whose children are worse than their own, makes me feel much better.

On one side, Fujiwara's classmates were stunned at the clumsiness of these foreign guests, and then they politely suppressed the expression on their face and smiled.

For people who come into contact with gongdao for the first time, it's careless. Don't laugh.

The young man who put down his hand was also shy about his performance. When bending his bow and taking an arrow, he just thought about how to hold the bow and how to shoot the arrow. As for what morality and concern, he didn't consider it at all.

It seems that this ancient inheritance is still very difficult for people who don't understand and practice.

Gu Zheng looked at everyone's communication on the bow with the corner of his eye, and turned his eyes bored. Just as he was about to yawn again, Professor Yang showed him a positive yawn.

The student, who was temporarily brought by himself, did not say that he was well integrated into the exchange activities, but blatantly rowed here. This kind of slackness is very intolerable.

So Professor Yang secretly stabbed Gu Zheng's knee with his feet on one side, nuzui went to the direction of the Taoist field and said, "I said, you go up and show your face."

"Didn't you see the photographer shooting?"

"I tell you, don't take Fujiwara's visit seriously. He is the one who has made great efforts to contact the calligraphy and painting buyers and galleries in Japan."

"If you can make him have some impression on you, your paintings can raise the price among Pro young painters."

Gu Zheng was speechless about Professor Yang's request.

Who knows, during his time in college, he drew two paintings when he participated in the competition. The rest of the time, he came to them when he finished his homework.

What can be done with just a few paintings?

Who will buy it?

However, he is now the top leader of Professor Yang. There is an old saying in China that we should listen to the leaders.

Then you are obedient yourself. Just go up and show your face.

Seriously, he didn't attract attention when he played. It was just to bully people.

Gu Zheng shrugged his shoulders and finally gave Professor Yang a vaccination: "you told me to go. It's ugly and affects the cultural exchanges between the two countries. Don't blame me."

As for who makes a fool of himself... It's hard to say.

Professor Yang on one side just gave him a little look of contempt. Maybe he showed deep contempt for his evasive words. He just threw his head gently. He didn't even bother to say anything. The central idea was one: go!

Come on, take a picture of the suit pants with wrinkles caused by cross sitting. This is Gu Zheng's trip for today's activity. Now the formal suit bought by Ginza, he has a heart of Chengzhu.

"I'll try. I've touched the bow before," said some hesitant companions on the court since their compatriots failed

Hearing Gu Zheng's words, the companion on one side quickly handed over the bow to him and said with a sigh of relief, "that's great. You'll try."

"But be careful. This Japanese bow is different from ours."

For the kindness of his companions, Gu Zheng smiled, but after getting the bow and arrow, he handed his hand to Fujiwara Hao again: "I don't know if you can lend me your handbag."

"Although it's a try, and our hands are not nearly the same, it's still easy to hurt our hands when shooting arrows."

"If a pair of hands used to write are hurt, it is the real loss belonging to the calligraphy and painting industry."

This sentence made everyone in the audience stunned.

Even the companions who had tried before were moved.

What a good friend he is. He was a little dissatisfied because he stole the limelight in the car. Now he can find a chance to step down.

Yes, my hands are used for painting. I don't deserve to bend a bow or an arrow.

Hearing Gu Zheng's request, Fujiwara's expression on one side was subtle.

Is this a Chinese who can shoot with a bow?

It's not so unlucky that he blew up an expert, right?

Hehe... How could it be.

Therefore, Fujiwara Hao happily handed the hand bag to Gu Zheng and watched him skillfully cover half of his palm, carry a bow and stand on the bright courtyard corridor.

After he retired, the venue was clean, leaving Gu Zheng alone.

The man in a straight suit is not half abrupt in this antique scene.