Marrying a billionaire husband by mistake

Chapter 553
"Well, the posture is standard, heroic and heroic!" Mu Qingcheng gave a thumbs up.

This is half truth, half flattery.

Judging from Yun Xiaonian's posture holding the gun, it really looks good.

But to become a sharpshooter, not only the movements of the hands must be standard, but also all parts of the body must be coordinated, the stand must be stable, the arms must be straight, and the body should neither be too tense nor too relaxed.

Even the rate at which you breathe affects the accuracy of your shot.

But these are all requirements for soldiers. For shooting enthusiasts, it is a bit picky to talk about these.

"Putting up!" Yun Xiaonian snorted, but her tone seemed very happy.

Then "bang bang bang", a series of gunshots sounded.

Although the toy air guns and the firearms provided by the shooting club are imitation guns, they are not the same.

Toy air guns are not as delicate and rigorous.

So at the beginning, Yun Xiaonian was not used to it, but after firing a few shots, she gradually found the feeling.

In one minute, Yun Xiaonian fired a dozen shots in total.

The seventh shot hit a Mickey Mouse, and the 7th and 11th shots hit a minion and a little pig respectively.

Yun Xiaonian liked the little yellow man very much, and smiled happily while hugging the little yellow man plush toy.

"Not bad!" Mu Qingcheng applauded Yun Xiaonian.

It's really good. Most people don't have any shooting foundation. Playing this kind of shooting game is actually completely based on luck. Some people don't even aim at it.

Often in a day, no one can win a prize.

So there are actually not too many customers in this stall.

Yun Xiaonian was happy, but the stall owner's face was a bit ugly.

The three dolls add up to 200 yuan, so they are gone, which is a lot of money.

"Oh, I just flexed my wrist just now, and my hit was average. I haven't played it properly yet! My goal is to take down all those minions!" Yun Xiaonian pretended to be modest, but actually said very proudly.

Beautiful women are the focus of attention everywhere, and Yun Xiaonian played with guns here, attracting many people to watch from the sidelines.

"Boss, I'll call again." Yun Xiaonian took out another 20 yuan.

"Okay, but wait a minute, I will add a few more prizes."

The boss took Yun Xiaonian's money, then took out a few more plush toys from the bag and put them on the shelf, and also sorted out the rest of the plush toys on the shelf.

With the brilliant record last time, Yun Xiaonian's confidence is even stronger this time.

And the frequency of shooting has also accelerated a lot. Last time, more than a dozen shots were fired within 1 minute, but this time they fired nearly 30 shots.

But not a single plush toy was knocked down.

Or to put it this way, Yun Xiaonian actually hit the target at least 6 times this time, but the plush toy on the shelf did not fall off.

"Does the girl still play?" the bald stall owner asked with a smile.

"Is there something wrong with your prize? I obviously hit it, why didn't it fall?" Yun Xiaonian asked her own question.

"Hey, girl, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately! What's wrong with my prize? If you can't win it yourself, you can't win it. Don't play tricks!" The stall owner's face fell.

Yun Xiaonian was not happy when the stall owner called her cheating: "How is this cheating? It's a hit but it doesn't move."

"Girl! What do you mean? Do you still question the credibility of my third brother Meng? I have been setting up a stall here for several years, but no one has said that there is something wrong with me! Girl, you are so beautiful. Mouth stinks enough!" The stall owner named Meng Laosan's words became more and more ugly.

(End of this chapter)