Be careful! The young mistress is back with a crow's mouth

Each person had five arrows. Liu Qian hit three and two missed the target. Yang Shiyu only hit one, which was on the edge of the target.

Amidst the applause, Lin Wanwan stood in front of the yellow line, holding the bow and arrow tightly, with a confident smile on her face.

Feng Shu grabbed the clothes of the person next to him with a little nervousness. Suddenly he realized something was wrong and looked over subconsciously.

Qiao Jintang was daydreaming when he noticed someone grabbing his clothes and tilted his head. The two of them looked at each other, as if they had touched upon something hot, and Feng Shu immediately let go.

She coughed and straightened her face, "Just wait, Wanwan will definitely beat you."

no……

Qiao Jintang was a little amused, "Dear mother-in-law, if I remember correctly, we are only in the same group. How can you boost others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige?"

Feng Shu then realized that Qiao Jintang's embarrassment was equivalent to her embarrassment.

But, isn’t it a foregone conclusion that Qiao Jintang will lose to Wan Wan?

Amidst everyone's anticipation, Lin Wanwan shot the first arrow.

"Eight rings!"

Over there, the staff was shouting with a loudspeaker.

"Wanwan is really amazing."

Liu Qian couldn't help but praise.

"That's good, Wanwan, keep up the good work."

Wu Han urged with the microphone in hand.

Lin Wanwan raised her eyebrows and looked at Qiao Jintang meaningfully before nocking on the second arrow.

Her back was straight, one eye slightly closed, and she stared intently at the bow and arrow in her hand. If nothing else, Lin Wanwan's posture was quite formal.

It's quite pleasing to the eye.

'Whoosh—'

The arrow shot off the bow and instantly sank into the target. The staff member's voice rang out again: "Seven rings."

For ordinary people, this result is already very good.

Without delay, the third and fourth arrows were shot one after another, all hitting seven rings. Just with the current zero miss rate, Lin Wanwan has already won.

"Mrs. Liu, you are so lucky to be able to form a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship with Wanwan."

Li Xiuyun looked envious, and at the same time glanced at her daughter-in-law with some disdain.

Yang Shiyu just apologized in a low voice. She was really not good at sports.

Hearing this, Liu Jie finally smiled and looked at everyone present with great pride.

Maybe Tang Xiaoqiao made a mistake?

This Lin Wanwan is fine except that she licks the seal of books a little bit.

With the last arrow, Lin Wanwan hit the bull's eye directly, and the scene and the live broadcast room were boiling with excitement.

[Who else? Just ask who else. My Wanwan is indeed the chosen one by God. Really cool! ]

[I declare that this moment is definitely the highlight moment of the Lin family army. ]

[Qiao Jintang must be very embarrassed at this moment. Will Madam Shang hate her even more? Hahaha! ]

"Wanwan performed well. Now it's time to watch Jintang's performance."

Wu Han clapped his hands and personally handed the bow and arrow to Qiao Jintang.

Lin Wanwan bowed to the camera first, then turned around and saw Qiao Jintang coming over. She smiled slightly, "Come on, Jintang. Winning or losing is not important. Just have fun."

She didn't believe Qiao Jintang could beat her.

"Yes, winning or losing is not important, money is what matters."

Qiao Jintang smiled even more gently than Lin Wanwan. She took the bow and arrow handed to her by Wu Han and checked it first.

In her previous life, the prince and the general both gave her bows and arrows, which were custom-made and of excellent workmanship. This one is far inferior to the other, but it can be used just fine.

However, this arrow is not sharp enough, can it kill people?

Putting the arrow on the bow, Qiao Jintang suddenly turned around, with the arrow pointing at Lin Wanwan.

Lin Wanwan was startled and subconsciously hid behind Liu Jie.

Qiao Jintang moved away again, winked at everyone and smiled maliciously: "Look how scared Miss Lin is, I was just adjusting the angle."

"Oh, it's quite heavy. Did I miss the target with my first shot?"

Lin Wanwan's eyes flashed with contempt, but she still had a smile on her face. "Don't be nervous. It's normal to miss the target the first time. If my mother-in-law and I can't use up the 1288, we can share a few hundred with you and Auntie."

Qiao Jintang raised his eyebrows and raised his chin, "It seems that Miss Lin is confident about the first place?"

Without further ado, I believe everyone present, including the audience in the live broadcast room, agrees that she is the number one.

"Of course I don't mean that. I believe Jintang will have good luck today."

"Luck?" Qiao Jintang stretched out the last part of the sentence. "I heard that there was a female anchor who used her mouth to curse someone to bring bad luck. I'll try it someday."

Lin Wanwan's expression suddenly changed and she glanced at the mobile phone placed not far away.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. If you can't do it, just say so. I don't expect you to take first place anyway."

Feng Shu was getting a little impatient. The sun was already overhead and the temperature outside was very high.

She was standing under a parasol wearing a hat and unpacking the ice sleeves.

"Don't worry, this big guy will always do something."

Still a big boss?

Just her?

Twisting his neck, Qiao Jintang looked at his photographer and said seriously, "I'm going to be serious!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the long arrow flew out and hit the target in an instant.

The staff blew a whistle and shouted with a megaphone: "Bullseye."

Lin Wanwan's smile froze for a moment.

It must be good luck, but I may not be sure about the next one.

Feng Shu was a little surprised, and the movement of wearing ice sleeves paused for a few seconds.

Following the second arrow, Qiao Jintang was still smiling, "Oh, I don't know if I will be so lucky this time. Sister Qianqian, how did you feel when you won the gold medal?"

After being called, Liu Qian took a few seconds to react, "I'm so happy and excited that I want to take off my clothes and run out!"

"It's fine to take off my clothes and run, but I'm afraid everyone will be greedy for my body."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another whoosh sound, and the staff on the other side quickly whistled, "Hearts, hearts, another hit!"

Hearts again?

Lin Wanwan was completely distracted this time. The smile on her face had long disappeared, and she looked at Qiao Jintang with a sinister look.

Fortunately, it was a group live broadcast, and her photographer was unable to capture this fleeting and subtle expression in time.

"Wow, it hits the bull's eye again. Qiao Jintang is quite capable. Madam Shang, it looks like you're going to win first place."

Li Xiuyun spoke again, her tone full of flattery, "Mrs. Shang is so lucky, congratulations!"

Feng Shu raised her head and chest and immediately put on the attitude of a wealthy wife, "She is just lucky."

Yang Shiyu's voice was a little low, "There are still three arrows left. If I make a mistake, Wanwan will still be the first."

After looking at Yang Shiyu, Lin Wanwan suddenly asked, "Sister Shiyu, who do you think will take first place?"

After all, having been in the entertainment industry for so long, Yang Shiyu certainly knew that Lin Wanwan was setting a trap for her. She used to have a good relationship with Feng Qi and had heard some negative news about Lin Wanwan.

Without waiting for Yang Shiyu to answer, Lin Wanwan said, "Jintang is really lucky. Actually, the second place of 888 yuan is enough for me."

At this time, Qiao Jintang put one hand on his waist and said arrogantly: "How about we have something exciting?"

She looked at the director and said, "Director, I will shoot three arrows at the same time this time. If I can hit the target, how about giving me two thousand dollars?"

The director hesitated, looked at the other creative staff of the show, and when they all nodded in agreement, he said, "Okay!"