My bamboo horse is super sweet

Chapter 375 Chapter 375: What's the bet?
Xu Shengxiang looked back at Fengcheng, tilted his head, and guessed that it shouldn't be that simple: "What's the bet?"

Feng Zhen subconsciously glanced at Fengcheng.

But the camera is still here to follow the film, she must not say too direct words.

After thinking about it, he said meaningfully: "If anyone wins, just agree to the other party's request, how about it?"

Xu Shengxiang frowned slightly.

This range is a bit too big.

Who knows what she will ask for?
And... She has never played before, so she is not sure.

Feng Zhen looked at her provocatively: "Why? Don't you dare?"

Xu Shengxiang stood there, staring at her for a moment, as if trying to see through her intentions.

Feng Zhen didn't move either, waiting for her reply.

After a while, Xu Shengxiang nodded: "Then let's compare."

Seeing that she really took up the challenge, Feng Zhen was overjoyed.

Scolding this idiot in my heart, I don't know that I often play shooting games, and winning her must be a piece of cake.

On the bright side, she remained calm, and the corners of her lips raised unconsciously.

Walk over and pick up the spear on the table.

She should play this kind of game often, and the posture of holding the gun is very skilled.

After aiming.

With a quick shot, the balloon burst with a "bang".

The first shot hit!

Feng Zhen raised his eyebrows, subconsciously turned his face to the side, and took a look at Feng Cheng, wanting him to see how powerful he is.

As a result, she turned her head and found that the boy over there was not looking at her at all, he lowered his head and looked at the girl beside him, his fingers were still playing with her long hair, still in that lazy posture.

Feng Zhen's face suddenly collapsed, and his fingers clenched even tighter.

But it doesn't matter, after she wins this idiot, why don't you let her ask for anything?
Next, Feng Zhen became more cautious.

You have to aim slowly, make sufficient preparations, and fire several shots one after another, hitting five balloons in a row.

There seems to be hope!
Feng Zhenxin was overjoyed, and suddenly felt a little proud.

But for the last few balls, we still need to be more prudent.

I don't know if I was a little nervous, but the next two shots missed.

Sweat dripped from her palms.

The next three balls must be hit in order to pass.

Her movements were slower, and each shot was deliberate.

The whole process took as long as 3 minutes.

The bands lining up behind gradually increased.

Someone began to urge: "Can you hurry up? You are in a hurry!"

"Are you shitting? Shoot a shot and squeeze?"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Feng Zhen was disturbed and scolded in a cold voice: "Shut up!"

They debuted early and won several song awards, so they can be regarded as seniors here.

It has to be said that her voice was very intimidating, and everyone immediately quieted down, not daring to make any more noise.

Feng Zhen concentrated and started the last three shots.

Take aim, then fire, and the next two balls hit.

Now, there is only the last ball left, which is also the most critical one!

After another long 30 seconds, she took aim and pulled the trigger.

With a bang, the bullet passed the ball.

The balloon shook slightly, but did not burst.

Missed!
Everyone felt sorry for her.

"Oh! The ball doesn't seem to be broken."

"What a pity!"

"That's right! It's only a little bit close to passing the level!"

"I've won seven of them, and I'm short of this one to pass the test. What a pity!"

(End of this chapter)