"Why don't you take the initiative to surrender to me and admit defeat?" Song Wuyou said: "If you surrender to me and admit defeat, I can also save you some face."
"joke!"
Song Jiumei couldn't help but interjected: "You still want to win us with your little ability? You can't even win us, why should we take the initiative to surrender to you?"
Song Wuyou raised his chin, and stared at Song Jiumei arrogantly, "Until the final result, how do you know I can't win?"
After a pause, she continued: "I play games so well, so I'm sure I can play well in reality."
Song Jiuyue looked at Song Wuyou silently, and sneered in her heart, just now she thought that Song Wuyou had changed.
Seeing her arrogant and unwilling to admit defeat now, isn't it the same as Song Wuyou before
"Whoever loses wins, the game will tell." Song Jiuyue raised her chin proudly, "You come first, how about it?"
Song Wuyou smiled happily, as if he could pick up a bargain first, "I'll come first."
Song Jiuyue and Song Jiumei stood watching from the side, Song Wuyou shot the arrow, drew the bow...
"call-"
Let go, the string loosens, and the arrow flies out.
Song Jiuyue and Song Jiumei looked at the flying arrow with raised voices, and when they saw the result, Song Jiumei suddenly laughed "haha".
The arrow was shot crookedly and missed the target.
"Oh..." Song Wuyou shook his head in disappointment, then frowned, "Why is it so outrageous?"
"Song Wuyou, just wait and run around." Song Jiumei looked at Song Wuyou proudly.
Song Wuyou was very upset, shook his head repeatedly, and murmured: "What's the matter? In that world, you can shoot as accurately as you want. Here, why can't you find the feeling?"
This is the truth, this arrow, when shot, is far from the previous life.
When Song Jiuyue heard it, she snorted coldly with disdain. She turned around and stood gracefully in front of the arrow rest.
She raised the corners of her mouth in an elegant smile, and her eyes shone with pride.
"Song Wuyou, it's my turn." She said proudly.
"Please." Song Wuyou continued to study modern bows.
For her, bows and arrows now... cut corners.
Song Jiuyue's arrow went out and hit the target, but missed the center.
But compared to Song Wuyou, it was obvious that she won this round.
Song Wuyou raised his head, glanced ahead, and frowned slightly, "Shot?"
Song Jiuyue raised her chin slightly, she was extremely proud, "Although you missed the center point, but you managed to hit the target, you lost this round."
"You first!" Song Wuyou was extremely impatient.
In Song Jiuyue's eyes, her impatience was an escape, not wanting to face her own incompetence.
The corners of Song Jiuyue's lips curled up very high, and she couldn't smile from ear to ear.
She took the arrow to the bow and shot again.
The result was the same as before, hitting the body of the target, but not at the center.
Song Jiuyue was very satisfied with this result.
She put down the bow, and said to Song Wuyou in a calm voice: "I won both rounds, Song Wuyou, let's run around with Mu Gu later."
Song Jiumei said with a sinister smile, "There's still naked ~ Ben!"
"Hmph!" Song Wuyou raised his chin and looked at Song Jiuyue without looking sideways: "You just hit the target, which means you won? What if I shoot in the middle twice?"
"You bragging." Song Jiumei smiled contemptuously.
Song Wuyou smiled, and drew an arrow from the side.
This time, her action of raising the arrow and pulling the bow was not as perfunctory as before.
Instead, he has a good appearance, throws his feet and raises his hands, revealing elegance and handsomeness.