novelraw Chapter 480 - 454: Not an Easy Task
Chapter 480 - 454: Not an Easy Task
In Yu Minglang’s dictionary, the word "coward" does not exist.
When Wang Yafei scored a perfect shot, Yu Minglang just smiled slightly, then stepped back, stepped back further, and kept stepping back...
"Hey! Why are you standing so far away!"
The stall owner said in horror.
After winning his biggest doll, does he also want to take the gun?
"I’m here, what are you afraid of?" Qian said, observing Yu Minglang’s every move.
"But standing so far away, you can’t possibly hit the target; this gun’s range is only a few meters." The owner knew his gun well; they were toy guns, originally adjusted to be inaccurate, and once the range was exceeded, combined with factors like wind speed, hitting the target was nearly impossible.
"Whether it hits or not is his business, just watch."
After Qian finished speaking, she looked at Yu Minglang.
Wang Yafei and the others were equally surprised, one couldn’t help but exclaim.
"How can he possibly hit it?"
Although Yu Minglang just performed outstandingly, completing such an impossible task should be beyond reach, right?
After retreating to a certain distance, Yu Minglang began firing rapidly, and as one balloon after another burst, Wang Yafei and his group were dumbfounded.
Is it really possible for someone to repeatedly hit targets using a modified toy gun at such an impossible distance?
Yu Minglang wasn’t shooting sequentially.
It seemed his first shot was at the top, the next shot might hit the middle. Initially, Wang Yafei’s people thought Yu Minglang was shooting randomly, attributing it to coincidence, but as more balloons were hit, everyone fell silent.
Qian was amused.
He shot a character for "Mei."
Shot after shot, until he simply shot with his eyes closed. The distance, wind speed, bullet, and each balloon’s position, all were in his mind; a true sniper doesn’t rely on eyes to complete a shot.
Once Yu Minglang had finished shooting, there was only the upper left corner of "Mei" left unfinished. He walked to the stall, from the ground picked up a small stone, and threw it at the missing corner. Her nickname was hit onto the board by him.
Yu Minglang put down the gun and then looked at Qian.
Qian, you’re the most beautiful!
Qian gave him a thumbs up, you’re cooler.
While the two were flaunting their affection, Wang Yafei had indescribable feelings inside.
He was just holding his breath.
But when Yu Minglang shot Qian’s nickname in the most flamboyant way, Wang Yafei felt as if an invisible hand had slapped him in the face.
These two must be even prouder, and they will surely mock him even more...
Even Qian thought that Yu Minglang might make a thumbs-down gesture, or wag his finger in response to Wang Yafei’s earlier finger gesture.
But he didn’t; after finishing shooting, Yu Minglang didn’t even look at Wang Yafei, just reached out to the stall owner, who was almost in tears.
"There are only two big ones, you two can each have one, no more. Two small ones okay?"
Where did this stirrer come from, the stall’s precious treasure is gone.
Yu Minglang looked at Qian, and Qian didn’t hold back, pointed at the two dolls on the stall. The owner, with tears in his heart, handed them to Qian, telling them to take them and leave.
Qian hugged the two small ones; Yu Minglang held the big one, they walked out as if nothing had happened.
"Why!" Wang Yafei yelled at Yu Minglang’s back.
Yu Minglang paused, turned to look at the young man whose spirit he had just crushed.
"There is no why, in our place, the word ’why’ is not needed."
The workplace is brutal, don’t ask why, no one seeks reasons.
"But at that distance, you shouldn’t have been able to hit, how did you..."
"You think about how to hit, what if you miss, but when I pick up the gun, I only have the target in mind. Shooting practice teaches you wind speed, aiming, even muscle memory for the gun, but none of that matters to me; regardless of difficulty, I only think of completing the task. You’re talented, but your talent has overshadowed your original intentions."
After Yu Minglang finished, he didn’t care about Wang Yafei standing in place, and left, holding Qian’s hand. Wang Yafei stood there, watching Yu Minglang leave, speechless.
"Yafei, don’t take it to heart; we can’t compare with them. You drank; if you hadn’t, you wouldn’t do worse than him."
The man with Wang Yafei comforted him.
Wang Yafei shook his head, disconsolately.
No, it’s different.
He didn’t want to deceive himself, that man has the arrogance.
Yu Minglang dared to stand there, holding a toy gun with aiming issues, what did he rely on to shoot so accurately?
The character for "Mei" stays on the board, but Wang Yafei’s mood at this moment is far distant from feeling beautiful.
Did he hate something wrong...
They had walked far, Qian saw at a stall a mom with her child selling goods, that child eagerly looked at the dolls in her arms.
Qian went over and gave the two small ones to the child.
Returning to face Yu Minglang’s teasing look, she hastily explained.
"I didn’t like them, that’s why I gave them away."
Yu Minglang touched her hair, looked at her dotingly, "Just keep pretending."
His little Mei is the cutest, sharp-tongued, but kind-hearted.
"Yu Xiaoqiang, do you actually quite like that Wang Yafei?" Qian didn’t want to be seen through by Yu Minglang, so she intentionally retaliated.
"I only like you." Yu Minglang joked.
"Haha... Not liking him yet talked so much to him?"
"No matter how much I say, if he doesn’t grasp it himself, it’s useless."
Yu Minglang’s gaze went past Qian, stopping behind her.
Just now the child who got the dolls from Qian ran back at her mother’s direction, holding a grilled squid from their stall.
Shyly handed it to Qian, then quietly said thank you, turning to run off again.
Qian watched the child leave, a slight smile on her lips.
"His mother is good, knows the best gift for him isn’t money or material things, but a grateful heart, educating kids is really not easy."
Yu Minglang praised, but noticed Qian looking at him with a teasing smile.