Because he arrived late, the buffet-style banquet had already begun. People gathered together in twos and threes, holding wine glasses in their hands, clinking glasses with each other, and chatting.
He glanced around but saw no sign of her. He didn't know where she went to socialize.
"Wow. It's great! It's amazing!"
Cheers and clapping continued.
His attention was drawn to a group of children. In a corner of the banquet, there was a small playground with slides, building blocks, and various handmade toys. What really caught his attention was the darts hanging in the playground.
target plate.
Zuo Chenye narrowed his eyes slightly.
He seemed to see a familiar figure, and he recognized it as the pretty little boy he saw at the airport last time.
Two days ago, this little boy hit him in the arm with a slingshot at the airport. He was deeply impressed.
Today, the little boy seems to be playing darts, surrounded by a large circle of children.
Zuo Chenye stopped and was completely attracted, and couldn't help but walk towards the playground.
Qiao Ze'an came in and played for a while, feeling a little bored.
When I saw the darts here, I couldn't help but play a few times. The magnet-powered darts are very safe and harmless.
He picked up a dart and flicked it, hitting the red heart.
"Wow, great, great." A little girl with pink and jade sculptures screamed happily beside him, clapping her hands all the time.
Another boy who looked to be about eight years old expressed his dissatisfaction, "What? It's just a kid's thing. Anyone who throws it will hit it." The Qiao Ze'an in front of him looked only over three years old. How could he be so powerful? He must be a dart.
There is something fishy.
Qiao Ze'an showed disdain in his eyes, "Then come."
He handed the dart in his hand to the eight-year-old boy.
"I'll do it, I'll do it." The eight-year-old boy refused to admit defeat and took the darts from his hand.
Aiming at the red heart, the eight-year-old boy squinted his eyes, stared at it for a long time, and then threw it out.
Unexpectedly, not to mention hitting the red heart, the target was not even close to the side.
"No, no, my hand slipped just now." The eight-year-old boy shouted, and then he took all the remaining darts from Qiao Ze'an's hand. He threw them out one by one. Unexpectedly, not even one of them hit the target.
.
The eight-year-old boy was dumbfounded.
How is it possible? He completely missed the target, but it seemed easy to see that little kid throwing darts.
"Tch, you don't know how." The pretty girl made faces at the eight-year-old boy.
The eight-year-old boy was a little embarrassed and defended loudly, "He just missed it by chance. He was lucky. It's nothing special."
"By chance?" Qiao Ze'an's desire to win grew stronger, and he took all the darts from the eight-year-old boy's hands.
"Open your eyes and see clearly. Is it luck? I'll take a few steps back."
After saying that, Qiao Ze'an took a few steps back, picked up the darts in his hand, and threw them out one after another.
The branch is in the center of the red heart.
Handsome!
Perfect!
genius!
At this moment, Zuo Chenye was almost stunned. He instantly thought of the scene where Qiao Ran was throwing darts at the Royal Club.