Zhang Heng didn't know if it was his own illusion. He stood up from the bench and was about to go over to check, but at this moment, Hayase Asuka and the boy ran out of the haunted house.
The girl patted her chest with lingering fears and said, "I was scared to death. A face suddenly appeared in the aisle I was walking well, and it stuck out my tongue at me. After that, I stuck my head and kept rushing out. Sure enough, there was nothing wrong with it from the very beginning. It is you who should not go in, or you are the wisest."
Zhang Heng glanced at the boy majoring in Japanese at the back. The latter shrugged his shoulders with a bitter look on his face.
Originally, going to a haunted house was a good opportunity. Girls would subconsciously rely on the boys around them when they were frightened, but Hayase Asuka didn't play cards according to common sense at all. When he was scared, he let go of his feet and ran out. He chased after him Along the way, nothing romantic happened.
Zhang Heng was interrupted by the two and knew that he would never find anyone even if he went there, but he didn't bother with this matter. There are some people who look similar in this world, but a glance doesn't explain anything. So Zhang Heng asked the girl, "What's next?"
"Should I choose?" Hayase Asuka pointed to an oversized doll bear at the window not far away, "Then can I have that?"
It was a self-operated game hall in the amusement park, and there were various small games in it. The three of them walked over to ask the staff in Christmas clothes, and the latter said that the doll bear was a prize for the small games.
So the boy majoring in Japanese said, "Let me try."
He still wanted to prove himself in front of Hayase Asuka, turned his head and looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the shooting game.
Boys, most of them have played some FS games on the Internet, and they are somewhat experienced. After watching others play a round to understand the rules, he invested the game currency and picked up the laser gun beside him.
Taking a deep breath, he tapped the start button in front of him.
The game itself is very simple, just hit the balloons on the screen, the balloons of different colors represent different points, two minutes of game time, to see how many points there are in the end.
It was quite easy at the beginning. The boy majoring in Japanese kept hitting the most valuable colored balloons, and he was able to spare time to harvest a wave of the second most valuable red balloons and the third most valuable yellow balloons. His points rose very quickly. If it goes on like this, it may take less than two minutes for him to win the grand prize.
But as time went by, the balloon rose faster and faster, and there were black point-deducting balloons mixed in. The boy majoring in Japanese also became more and more difficult, and his point increase slowed down. Seeing that time was about to run out, he also panicked at this moment, and accidentally hit a black balloon at the last moment, and finally only got the last consolation prize—a Christmas sticker.
This result made his face a little uneasy, so he decisively started the second round of the game, but he didn't know whether it was because of his mental imbalance or because he wanted to show that his score this time was not as good as the last time, and he hit the black four times in total. The balloon caused a burst of laughter from behind.
Judging from the appearance of that group of people, they should also be students, but they may be from a nearby sports school. They all look strong. Although the boys majoring in Japanese were a little upset when they heard the laughter, they didn't say anything.
What really provoked the dispute was the word "weak chicken" blurted out by one of them. The guy's voice was not loud, but it was just enough to be heard by the people around him, so there was another burst of laughter from the group.
Although Hayase Asuka couldn't understand what those guys were saying, she could feel that the atmosphere was a bit wrong, so she offered to stop the doll bear and go play something else.
Zhang Heng has no objection to this. The guy majoring in Japanese looks tall and burly, and there are only three people on his side. Among them, Hayase Asuka is a girl. He is not a sporty guy himself, and Zhang Heng's size looks too Very ordinary, it is estimated that if there is any conflict, it will be very disadvantageous, so I can only swallow this breath temporarily.
So the three went to the next door to play darts, while the group took over the laser gun and played shooting.
Hayase Asuka was very lucky tonight. She didn't have any professional training, but she threw three ten rings in a row. Although the last dart dragged the target, she also managed to get a fourth prize.
After receiving a mug handed over by the staff, her mood obviously improved, but the boy majoring in Japanese seemed a little absent-minded, and most of his attention was still on the group next door. They only got a consolation prize after playing for two rounds, and couldn't help but sneered, "I thought it was so good."
This was heard by one of the guys who looked like they were playing basketball, that person turned his face, with a narrow smile on the corner of his mouth, "Oh, it's you guys, you haven't left yet, why, want to come and play ?"
The boy who majored in Japanese didn't expect his whisper to be heard by the other party, but at this time he didn't want to be too cowardly, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "What are you playing?"
"Since everyone looks down on each other, why don't you compare them to each other." The basketball player paused, "I don't make things difficult for you guys, as long as the loser yells three times that I'm a weak chicken."
He also mentioned that the boys majoring in Japanese were immediately aroused.
He had seen the score that appeared on the opponent's screen, and it was not much different from the previous two times. He felt that if he was more careful, he would still have a lot of chances of winning, so he finally couldn't help but agreed, "Okay, come on." Bar!"
The people on the other side who saw him accepting the invitation to fight seemed excited, and looked at the boy majoring in Japanese, but those eyes were not looking at the opponent, but looking at an overconfident clown. Someone whistled and lightly He smiled and said, "Wang Bin, you are too rude, are you bullying fools?"
The guy named Wang Bin, who was also a boy who practiced basketball before, spread his hands and said, "What can I do, people think we are bad, and want to teach us how to look good in front of our girlfriends."
After speaking, he pouted at the boy majoring in Japanese, "Do you come first or should we come first?"
The latter also felt that the atmosphere was not right at this time. These guys in front of him were too confident. Their level was obviously average, but they looked like they were sure of him.
Psychological warfare? Although the boy majoring in Japanese thinks so, he still has a little bit of confidence. He already regrets it a bit, knowing that he got ahead before. In fact, Hayase Asuka doesn’t understand what weak chicken means at all, but he himself feels a little bit No face, in a sense, the guy named Wang Bin is right, he is indeed expressing himself in front of Hayase Asuka.
Simply put your mind to one side, what are you afraid of, everyone has two hands, how big the gap in level can be.