Fu Yan lost, so he was automatically eliminated.
The others continued the game, and finally Zhang Zhenyuan, the green team, won the final victory.
Next round, archery.
First, the blue team began to test arrows and sent Yan Haoxiang.
Fu Yan stepped forward and held his hand, touched his injured arm, and asked worriedly.
fuyanIt's almost there, don't get hurt.
Yan Haoxiang snorted and showed him the muscles on his arm.
yanhaoxiangMen can't say they can't!
He walked to the competition area without looking back, exuding a sense of confidence that "Grandpa is the best!"
Fu Yan looked at his back and smiled helplessly, a stinky fart child.
Yan Haoxiang picked up the bow and arrow and aimed at the bullseye, squinted his eyes to focus, and his movements were neat and crisp, which inexplicably made people feel like they were stable.
Everyone held their breaths and before they could react, he quickly fired the arrow, and finally... successfully missed the target.
In an instant, the Yan King who pulled the fart just now turned into a creamy bear fragrance.
Immediately turned to find Fu Yan to comfort him. His expression was aggrieved. Fu Yan, who looked at the poor little expression, suddenly turned his heart into a puddle of water, and quickly hugged him and coaxed him.
fuyanOur little bear is super good. This time it was because of an arm injury. Don't be sad, baby.
Yan Haoxiang rubbed against his arms, and then tried again without admitting defeat.
This time he took a deep breath and looked serious, stared at the bullseye, fired the arrow slowly, and after two seconds, he still missed the target.
The originally silent room burst into laughter in an instant.
Even Fu Yan couldn't hold back his laughter, baby's hand was too unsatisfactory.
Yan Haoxiang clenched his small fist in disbelief, and didn't enter?!
Steady! Steady! There was still a chance! He kept cheering himself on, and after a ten-second delay, he picked up the bow and arrow again, this time it must work!
After firing the arrows, he didn't dare to look and closed his eyes, and finally heard the referee's loud voice.
"First ring!"
Yan Haoxiang returned to the team with his head down, and Fu Yan forced a smile and gently coaxed him.
fuyanThe first ring is pretty good, at least it has improved.
Yan Haoxiang was crying, he might as well miss the target!
Too lost woohoo.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Fu Yan gently pinched his little face with a serious and domineering tone.
fuyanBrother will bring the points back to you.
Hearing his words, Yan Haoxiang moved and nodded obediently.
The other three groups of red team Ma Jiaqi 16 points, green team Zhang Zhenyuan 15 points, yellow team Tong Yukun 18 points.
The blue team has 1 point.
In the second round, Fu Yan played.
He actually didn't have much confidence in archery. He had played with toy arrows when his parents were still young, and he had never touched them before.
However, this thing shouldn't be difficult. As long as you calculate the distance, posture and balance, you should be so-so and get a high score.
Still, the blue team tried the arrows first. Fu Yan picked up the bow and arrow to reveal the graceful lines of his arm, and shot the first arrow according to his idea just now.
8 rings.
Not bad, but not up to his standards.
He moved his arm, his eyes fixed on the bullseye, and his brain quickly calculated how to achieve perfection.
Thirty seconds later, he retracted his eyes faintly, and he already had an idea in his heart.
The second arrow everyone saw his movements sweating palms, they were even more nervous than shooting arrows themselves!
The audience was quiet and could only hear the faint sound of breathing, and the fans also covered their mouths to prevent themselves from making a sound.
Fu Yan easily shot the second arrow, the tenth ring.
Immediately, there was an exclamation in the field.
As Fu Yan shot the third arrow, it was another ten rings.
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aheThanks to these three baby members! ^o^
