Shi Lonely Girl's footsteps paused slightly, she suddenly grinned, strode forward, and never looked back.

......

Next Monday's celebration is coming as scheduled.

Starting on Monday mornings, students don't have to go to class, which makes the students very excited.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, it was time for the students to perform on stage for the alumni who returned to the school, as well as some parents to watch the show.

However, there is no requirement for students to stay in front of the viewing stage of the show.

In the school's original large playground, there are now many vendors of snacks, and there are even vendors who shoot darts and balloons to win prizes.

This is a boring and boring campus life, and it is rare to show the fulfillment and pleasure.

"Sister, brother, Yiheng, let's go over there and have a look!" Si Han pushed Bo Yiheng's wheelchair and walked around the school, and excitedly pointed to a stall selling lean meatballs to Si Tong and Si Chen.

As soon as the school celebration was in the morning, the school allowed the students to move freely, so Si Tong walked with Si Chen, Si Han and Bo Yiheng.

"I'll go with you." Bo Yiheng smiled and said softly to Si Han.

"I'll go too, I'll go! Eating is such a good thing, how can I be missing! Si Chen was the first to run to the stall selling lean meatballs.

"Brother, you want you to have a treat first!" Si Han pushed Bo Yiheng's wheelchair and smiled.

Si Tong followed the footsteps of the three of them slowly, and she walked neither in a hurry nor slowly.

"I'm going to treat you, just a little bit!" Si Chen ran back, like a little boy.

But when Si Tong ate five bowls of lean meatballs in one go, Si Chen stood aside and begged Si Tong for mercy with a bitter face: "Sister, you eat less, you have to be eaten poor by you hundreds of times!" ”

Si Chen's words were exchanged for Si Tong looking up.

Then, Si Tong responded to Si Chen: "Hmm." ”

Si Chen's heart turned over for a while: Sister, what are you going to make trouble! No, it's so edible, my brother has to find a way to marry you off!

As soon as Si Chen's thoughts in his heart fell, a brisk female voice sounded, heading towards Bo Yiheng:

"Yiheng, so you are here! I've been looking for you for a long time! ”

What caught my eye was Zhong Qianwen, who had just come back from abroad when she had a Bo Yiheng tea party last time.

But I saw that Zhong Qianwen was wearing a gorgeous princess dress at this moment, obviously a dress to perform on stage, she carried her skirt and came here happily.

Two days ago, Zhong Qianwen transferred to Pan'an High School.

For students like her who have returned from studying abroad, the school is of course very willing to accept her.

Especially Zhong Qianwen still has a skill, although she has just turned eighteen years old, her English level has passed level eight!

The school is the most willing to accept this kind of unusually good students.

And this afternoon's stage performance, there is a place for Zhong Qianwen.

As for Zhong Qianwen's purpose of transferring to Pan'an High School, of course, she came for Bo Yiheng.

She was unwilling to be snatched away by a fat girl like Si Han like this!

"Yiheng, Qi Hejun is playing a game of hitting balloons with toy guns to win big prizes, I'll push you over to take a look!"

Zhong Qianwen glared at Si Han, glanced at Si Tong again, and as she spoke, she walked over and pushed Bo Yiheng's wheelchair and walked out.

"Constant?" Seeing this, Si Han hurriedly followed.

"I'll go, this kind of woman! Nothing to do? Seeing this, Si Chen also pulled Si Tong to follow.

The game of hitting balloons with toy guns to win big prizes is a rather old-fashioned way of playing.

The average shopkeeper will give you the chance to shoot fifteen bullets, and you can win rewards by popping a few balloons with the bullets of a toy gun.

Si Tong and the others had just walked there.

Wen Qi and Yan Qijun, who had an accident on Shura Island for Si Tong last time, were indeed standing there.

But at this moment, in front of the game of hitting balloons with a toy gun to win the grand prize, there is another woman standing.

The woman was holding the toy gun in her hand, and without even aiming at the muzzle, she fired a "bang bang" bullet at the game of hitting balloons to win the jackpot.

Every shot, no bullet!

"Who is your woman? It's a sharpshooter! ”

"Looks like someone outside the school, right?"

"Awesome! This boss is estimated to be at a loss! ”

......

There were already many classmates standing nearby, pointing at the woman.

Wen Qi and Yan Qijun's marksmanship is good, so Zhong Qianwen brought Si Tong and a few people here to let Si Tong see Wen Qi and Yan Qijun's marksmanship.

By the way, he was a little scared in front of Si Tong, and slowly made Si Han feel that he was not worthy of Bo Yiheng, so he took the initiative to get out.

But who knew that there was already a woman standing here, and that marksmanship was even more powerful than Wen Qi and Yan Qijun!

Zhong Qianwen was stunned for a moment, but quickly came back to her senses.

If she made friends with this woman with such good marksmanship, wouldn't she be able to slam them with shit on their faces!

Thinking of this, Zhong Qianwen stepped forward happily and showed goodwill to the woman with her back to several people:

"Hello, may I ask ......"

The woman with her back to the crowd turned around.

Immediately after turning around, the woman suddenly smiled in an arc.

Zhong Qianwen thought that the woman was smiling at herself, and she also returned a smile.

But Zhong Qianwen's smile had just appeared, and the woman threw the toy gun in her hand towards Si Tong.

Si Tong grabbed the toy gun with a hand.

This woman with a hundred shots is none other than the wind chimes of the sharpshooters.

Wind Chime came to Si Tong as promised, she waved at Si Tong in front of Zhong Qianwen, as well as Si Han, Si Chen, and even Wen Qi and Yan Qijun, including all the classmates on the side of Zhou:

"Captain, I'm coming for you! Anyway, this toy gun in your school is really rubbish, it doesn't feel like it at all, or the SR-50 sniper rifle you gave us last year! ”