On the day of the school celebration, the whole school carnival.
In the morning, each department performed a program in the school's thousand-person auditorium. Most of them were regular talent shows, and there were also drowsy poetry recitations. The tenth appearance of Jiang Shaoyan's department brought a piece with the characteristics of T University's campus. He complained about various phenomena of T University, which aroused great resonance. The students in the audience were all laughing. Jiang Shaoyan was already in the rehearsal. I've watched it countless times, but I still clapped the corners of my mouth with a face full of applause.
In the afternoon, various clubs held booths. Liu Han and Xiaoxiao had to drag him around. After playing some projects along the way, they came to a dart-shooting booth and happened to meet Wang Zhe in charge of the booth.
Jiang Shaoyan glanced at the name of the club: Astronomy Club. No wonder this dart board has a variety of constellations.
When Wang Zhe saw Jiang Shaoyan, he immediately gave him a lot of darts, twice as many as others, and said with a smile: "Senior, there is a reward for hitting."
"What about the rules?"
"Just shoot your own constellation."
Jiang Shaoyan is an Aries. He glanced at the position of the disk, moved his wrist to test the feel, and raised his hand to aim at the direction.
"What zodiac sign are you?"
Wang Zhe was taken aback: "Ah? I'm a Cancer."
"Hey!" A dart shot through the air and nailed it exactly where the Cancer was.
"Senior, shoot yourself..." Wang Zhe explained the rules again.
"Silly dog." Jiang Shaoyan quickly threw a dart and hit the target again.
"It's so stupid that there is no cure." Another one.
"Sooner or later I'll be mad at you." Another one.
Liu Han and Xiaoxiao next to them held back their laughter and were almost injured internally. Only Wang Zhe stared blankly at Jiang Shaoyan and scolded him like he was venting his anger to shoot a dart, until he shot all ten darts in his hand, and the position of Cancer was also The darts are already densely nailed.
Jiang Shaoyan still felt that it was not enough after the vote, and wanted to turn his head and scold Wang Zhe himself again, when suddenly a voice sounded beside him.
"It's really accurate!"
Zou Rui walked over with a smile, naturally put on Jiang Shaoyan's shoulder, and said to Wang Zhe casually: "Give me a hand, I want to shoot his constellation."
Jiang Shaoyan frowned and took off Zou Rui's hand: "Go away."
Zou Rui laughed: "Don't be shy, Shaoyan."
After he finished speaking, he found that Wang Zhe was still there, staring at him a little stubbornly.
"Give it to me, why don't you agree? Let's have a comparison." Zou Rui provoked.
Wang Zhe put away the smile when he faced Jiang Shaoyan, his handsome face with sharp edges and corners suddenly looked a little cold, and his brown-green eyes seemed to exude a hint of danger.
Jiang Shaoyan had never seen him show such an expression before, and was stunned for a while.
Wang Zhe didn't say anything, but walked to the position next to Zou Rui, gave him five darts, and took five himself.
Zou Rui didn't pay attention to him at all, sneered, raised his hand and flicked it casually, and he hit the Aries icon.
Wang Zhe stared at the target very silently and intently, with a very solemn expression, as if it was a fateful game. He tried a few touches, aimed carefully, and then shot hard—
"Ding!" The dart hit the Pisces constellation.
Zou Rui laughed more and more disdainfully, raised his hand and threw the remaining four darts out, easily hitting all of them.
Even if Wang Zhe scored all four behind him, he had already lost.
Seeing that Wang Zhe's expression was a little ugly, Liu Han pulled Jiang Shaoyan to persuade him in a low voice: "Don't let them compare, your little brother's self-esteem is almost unbearable."
Jiang Shaoyan shook his head and continued to stand by. Wang Zhe glanced back at him, silently conveying his resolute and unyielding attitude, then took a deep breath and summoned the courage to throw the remaining darts one by one.
Unfortunately, none of them entered the Aries range.
"Hey, weak and explosive." Zou Rui said contemptuously, "Shaoyan, come with me and help me pick out the clothes for the prom."
Jiang Shaoyan looked at Wang Zhe, who was standing beside him with his eyes lowered and said nothing, thinking in his heart, this stupid dog knew that he had little hope of winning, and yet dared to agree to the game, should he be said to be brave or courageous
In other words, he liked him so much that even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he wanted to impress him.
He was in a good mood right away, raised the corner of his mouth, stepped forward and rubbed Wang Zhe's head, and said softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Silly dog, I'll give you a surprise at the dance tonight."
Wang Zhe looked up in confusion, and there was still loneliness in his eyes, but Jiang Shaoyan had already left with Zou Rui.