Zhuo Jun's smug appearance made Fang Ke so angry that he was about to speak, when Mo Fei grabbed her and said in a low voice, "Let me come first." ”

After straightening the princess dress, she got up and came to Zhuo Jun, squeezed out the most innocent smile, and said sweetly: "Thank you Teacher Zhuo for coming to my birthday party in her busy schedule, Mo Fei feels very honored." Teacher Zhuo, you don't know, you are the teacher I admire the most in the experimental middle school, there is no one. ”

These words sounded good, but they made the smiles on the faces of several other teachers suddenly froze.

Zhuo Jun didn't care, and smiled: "Classmate Mofei, happy birthday." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Zhuo. Why don't we play a few games of darts to cheer things up? Murphy said.

"Darts? How to play? ”

Mo Fei waved his hand, and some classmates and friends took two dart boards and hung them on the same wall of the box. These two are the most common ring targets with black and white rings, with the outermost ring being 1, and so on, and the center of the red circle being 10.

"Teacher Zhuo, the gameplay is very simple. What do you think of the winner with 10 darts thrown by each person in a round and the total number of targets increased? ”

"Okay." Zhuo Jun clasped his hands together again, blew the fairy qi fiercely, then spread out his hands, straightened his waist, and said arrogantly: "Win or lose, is there any color?" ”

Dare to take the initiative to ask for the lottery! Fang Ke sneered inwardly, do you think that if you win a game against Mo Fei's bear cousin with shit luck, you will really be invincible in the world? She and Mo Fei have known each other since elementary school, and know that Mo Fei has practiced shooting and throwing at the city sports school for a period of time, and it is said that the results are quite good, and the coach of the professional team still remembers her, the specific situation is unknown, but one thing she can be sure of is that Mo Fei has terrifying dart throwing strength, and in their small circle, no one has ever dared to play this with her!

Of course, Mo Fei was also very confident, smiled sweetly, and pointed to the king-size beer mug on the table, "Teacher Zhuo, it's better to drink beer, how about losing a round and having a drink?" ”

Zhuo Jun's eyes flashed imperceptibly, and he stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, "Classmate Mofei, let's start." ”

Murphy took a deep breath, felt the weight of the dart, and squeezed his hand into the dart's center of gravity. The left foot is in front, the expression is focused on the frisbee, pauses, exhales half a breath, the waist naturally rotates at a slight angle, the shoulder does not move, the elbow slides, the wrist shakes, the forearm swings forward to drive the wrist movement to throw the dart, after the dart is shot, the arm and wrist are naturally expanded, the joints are relaxed, and the whole dart throwing process is naturally stretched, and the rhythm is extremely beautiful.

The dart, flying in the air in an extremely tiny parabola, with a crisp sound, pinned extremely smoothly to the dartboard. When landing, the body of the dart is almost completely perpendicular to the target surface.

Rubbing the edge of the 9th ring, the 8th ring is in the middle!

"Wow! Murphy, you're amazing! A girl screamed.

"I can't see it, Murphy, it's still a god pitcher! This action is completely textbook. Cui Yuan, who also has a hobby for throwing darts, couldn't help but sigh.

"Come on, Murphy! Kill Teacher Zhuo in seconds! A boy shouted excitedly.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one. Mo Fei threw this dart, and a burst of enthusiastic cheers suddenly broke out in the box, and the beautiful rhythm of the movements and the solid results of the target made the teachers and students present can't help but applaud and cheer one after another.

Mo Fei smiled reservedly, his subordinates did not stop, maintaining a steady throwing rhythm and rhythmic feeling, and the remaining nine darts were thrown one after another, all of them hit the target steadily, and finally added up, ten darts actually threw 79 rings!

An average of 7.9 rings per dart!

The most powerful thing is that the number of dart rings she throws fluctuates around 8, and the deviation is no more than 7 and 9, of which 8 rings is the most, which is terrifyingly stable.

"It's your turn, Mr. Zhuo." After Mo Fei finished throwing, he also breathed a sigh of relief, he hadn't played for a long time, but he felt pretty good, and this result was enough to kill most people in seconds.

In the eyes of everyone's suspicion and schadenfreude, Zhuo Jun picked up a dart at random, without pausing, and threw it out at a very fast speed. But fortunately, although the angle between the dart tail and the frisbee is tilted very much, it did not fall down after all, and it is a 3-ring.

"Hehe, Teacher Zhuo, your wrist is not small, like playing a drum, but this accuracy is far from the same." Zhen Wei gloated.

"It's not louder than loud. I think it's better to admit defeat directly, it's better to drink obediently, and save some effort. "Yue Hua's Yin Yang Strange Qi Dao.

Fang Ke and Mo Fei also looked at each other and smiled, and in an instant, their hearts were settled.

Next, Zhuo Jun Bang Supposedly, this is quite a good result, but in order to win against Murphy, his remaining two darts must both have 10 rings!

And this, it is simply impossible!

Boom! At the moment when everyone was silently calculating in their hearts, Zhuo Jun had already made a quick move, not like he was throwing darts, but like he was throwing garbage at will, but in fact, he hit the bull's-eye, 10 rings!

Rub, this shit is carried away! When everyone was slandering, Zhuo Jun shot quickly again, and there was a muffled sound, unexpectedly, unexpectedly, shockedly, hit the bull's-eye again! Another 10 rings!

“…… This, this is okay too? Fang Ke's eyes widened instantly, looking like a ghost.

"That's how I lost!" Murphy's face was full of disbelief and he muttered bitterly. However, she could see that Mr. Zhuo's basic skills were so poor that she couldn't do it, relying on ruthless eyes and luck against the sky, and these could only provide accidents, not a manifestation of real strength, so she was very unconvinced, picked up the beer glass, divided several sips before barely finishing it, stroked her swollen little belly, blushed her little face, and said stubbornly: "...... Uh, Mr. Zhuo, play one more round. I, uh, will win you. ”

"Please." Zhuo Jun waved his hand with a smile.

This time, Mo Fei completely put away his previous contempt, made a few minutes of preparation, and tried to throw a few shots, until he completely adjusted the rhythm and feeling, and then officially started.

Sure enough, being well prepared is different, and after this round, her ten darts actually threw a high score of 89 rings! An average of 8.9 rings per dart, which is close to 9 rings!

For an amateur, this is already a pretty scary result. Even herself, who was a little surprised, shouted, and suddenly jumped up, happily high-fived Fang Ke, as if she had already won.

Not only him, but no one in the box thought that Zhuo Jun would be able to win again, even though his luck tonight had been against the sky.

Even Zhuo Jun himself didn't seem to be very optimistic about himself, he was also frustrated, shook his head, as if he was a little annoyed and angry, grabbed all ten darts casually, and threw them out, "So accurate!" I don't let people play! ”

"Hmph. I said earlier that you took the initiative to admit defeat, and you have to seek humiliation. Yue Hua forked a piece of watermelon, stuffed it into his mouth, and muttered in a low voice.

"Applause. Teacher Zhuo lost, it's time to drink. A boy hurriedly coaxed.

"That's right. Teacher Zhuo's luck tonight is too explosive, and it is thanks to Mo Fei's accurate vote, otherwise, it would be really difficult to get Teacher Zhuo to drink! A girl pouted.

The honest man Feng Jingde patted Zhuo Jun's shoulder, felt concerned, and comforted: "Brother, it's not easy to survive until now." Just drink it. ”

Mo Feizhi was complacent, smiled sweetly, fiddled with the hem of the princess dress, tilted his head, and said mischievously: "Teacher Zhuo, do you want me to fill it for you?" ”

Cui Yuan saw that Zhuo Jun had not spoken, thinking that he was unable to step down in front of the students, and was worried that he was frozen here, so he hurriedly spoke: "Drink, Zhuo Jun, I am willing to lose the bet." Look at the ...... cast by Mo Fei on the wall" When he spoke, he glanced at the two targets on the wall, and suddenly it was as if he had been struck by lightning, and the whole person shook violently, and couldn't help but burst out loud and said: "...... No way!!! You're not, aren't you! That's fine, too! ”

Guided by him, everyone looked at the two dart boards on the wall, and without exception, all of them were petrified in an instant, and in an instant, hundreds of thousands of grass and mud horses roared past everyone's hearts.

I saw that on Zhuo Jun's dart board, the ten darts he just threw out casually were like a dense circle of fences, in the form of a standard ring, and the red heart in the center of the dart board was surrounded in the middle, so neat that it seemed to have been processed by precision machine tools, and none of the darts were hit by 10 rings, all of them were 9 rings.

It's like deliberately angry Mofei, altogether, no more, no less, it's 90 rings!