Yao Jing's pupils, who were smiling at the corner of her mouth, tightened slightly, and soon smiled sweetly: "You have the courage, then you must win later, otherwise it would be embarrassing! Come on, Ye Jian!"

Eighty sit-ups, does Ye Jian think she is a boy?

If I really want to lose, I won’t make a fool of myself. There are three people in the same group who can play with me. If I lose, they will lose face.

Yao Jing, who secretly sneered in her heart, adjusted her breathing, looked at the dart plate in front of her, and thought that she had tried to throw five or six darts just now, a trace of confidence flashed in her eyes, Yao Jing's mouth bent up.

Then let’s see how powerful Ye Jian is!

"Two groups are ready, ten minutes to count... start!" After shouted by the boy in charge of calculating the time, Wang Jin, the first dart thrower, stood at 2.37 meters to throw a dart.

The boys in the other group also stood at 2.37 positions and threw the darts. After the two brass darts were thrown out, they were almost the smallest circle in the middle at the same time.

"Okay! OK! OK!" The adults watching from the audience clapped. It's great, there are really two tricks!

Both sides won the first victory, and applause from the audience rang out. Some people cheered for this group, and some people cheered for the next group.

It was a good start, and the two team members smiled on their faces.

"Don't take the darts, I'll do it!" The boy in the second position reminded the team members in front that a circle can throw two to three darts. After the darts in the first position is finished, one of the team members will immediately go up, saving the time he takes the darts and never strive for more darts.

Yang Heng, who was standing next to Ye Jian, laughed in the noisy voice: "I'm a little nervous, don't blame me if I can't hit it."

"Why aren't you nervous when you play basketball!" Ye Jian had just had time to reply, and it was her turn to go. She and Yao Jing were both the third-place mates.

The dart on the dart board was taken down by the second team member. Ye Jian immediately stood at the 2.37-meter point, raised his hand, and the tip of the dart was slightly raised, and he took the dart with three fingers. While his body leaned slightly, he raised his arm and threw it out after a throw test. He accurately aimed at the center point and threw it out.

When she just threw the dart out, she suddenly saw Yao Jing, who was supposed to throw the dart with her, actually... ran less than one meter away and threw the dart out easily.

"I'll say it's simple. Look, isn't this a hit?" Yao Jing pulled down the dart that was shot in the center circle, turned around and smiled brightly, "You don't dare to play such a simple thing. I haven't learned like Ye Jian yet. I'll hit the dots differently."

...

The scene was not a little embarrassing. She was not wrong with her hitting it, but she ran so close to throwing darts, so she was here to make trouble.

The three boys in the same group with Yao Jing were all stupid. Is she really stupid or fake?

I can't be here to be responsible for making funny and making others laugh.

The applause did not stop because of Yao Jing, and all the applause was given to Ye Jian, especially the girls. The sound was so loud that the boys around him covered their ears.

"Ye Jian, come on, come on!"

"Come on, come on, punish them eighty sit-ups."

No one paid attention to Yao Jing, nor did anyone remind her if she was wrong. It was Yang Heng's turn now, which made everyone look in a blink of an eye, fearing that they would miss the wonderful moment.

Yang Heng was the fourth one. Ye Jian dodged him and immediately threw the dart.... The dart landed, and the classmates in the class laughed, "Our slam dunk master is better to play basketball. That's so cool, the teacher said! Let's forget about the dart."
Chapter completed!