Chapter 81: Archery Slap 1

Chapter 81 Archery Slap 1
Archery area.
Cheng Yang had come out of the tragic blow of Fu Pei by throwing the shot, he would have changed into an archery suit, holding his own high-profile bow and arrow in his hand.
He looked refreshed and looked in a certain direction, "Fu Pei, it happened again by such a coincidence, you also sign up for archery."
Fu Pei lazily leaned against a sycamore tree. He only wore a black sports shirt today. The loose design could not conceal the youth's tough and powerful body.
He lowered his eyes and rubbed the thermos mug Fu Ting had given him with his well-knotted hands, like worshipping the world’s most precious treasure. Hearing this, he casually lifted his eyelids and sneered,
Sick kidney, it’s a coincidence. ."
Cheng Yang's face turned green, and he said coldly, "Isn't it just throwing a shot to win me? What's so great, that only shows that you have more brute force than me. Today's archery is better than professional. You think you have the capital. ?"
Fu Huihui said, "Fu Pei, you probably don't know that Cheng Yang has been learning archery since he was young. You are destined to lose to him in today's game."
Fu Pei was in a good mood. There was no sign of anger. He slowly opened the thermos cup, raised his chin, and took a sip.
The apple jelly rolls, the joy that can't be concealed, it is the familiar taste of health soup~
An annoyance flashed in Cheng Yang's eyes, turned around to make a call, a few minutes later a car drove in, and five or six girls in cheerleader costumes jumped out of the car, holding the "Cheng Yang, come on" banner tip in his hand. call.
"Ahhh, Cheng Yang is the best, we are your number one fan!"
"Cheng Yang, we love you, I love watching you shoot arrows the most!"
"It's another day when Cheng Yang is so charming and handsome!"
There was a lot of noise, which attracted the attention of the audience.
Fu Huihui made a stunning expression, "Cheng Yang, are they all your archery fans?"
"It's nothing, but archery often wins prizes. It's normal to have fans."
Cheng Yang pretended to wave to the girls, "Thank you for your support, I won't let you down."
"Suddenly I think Cheng Yang is good at A. It seems that he is really good at archery."
"Although Cheng Yang is not as strong as Mr. Fu, he is really capable!"
"Big Brother Fu is so strong because of life's pressure, Cheng Yang is a noble son, can't be compared!"
The girls' discussion sounded, and Cheng Yang looked at Fu Pei provocatively, "Did you see? These are my archery fans. If you are really capable, why doesn't anyone support you? It seems that the school tyrant is nothing more than that! "
When the words fell, a warm voice rang through the broadcasting station throughout the playground.
"You on the sports field are the sign of victory and the admiration of youth! Go! Go to meet that great challenge, go! Be a young man chasing the wind! Fu Pei! You are the best!"
Yes, Fu Xiaoting's voice!
Fu Pei straightened his back abruptly, and his pupils were separated by the smog, ripples.
Cheng Yang's face was distorted for a moment, and the cheerleader he created specially, in front of Fu Ting's broadcast assistance, was blown out at the instant of being compared.
What happened to Fu Ting, didn't you like him? How could you cheer Fu Pei?
Could it be that you want to catch it?
A few minutes later, Fu Ting ran over from the broadcasting station. The little girl combed her vigorous double ponytails and put on a white t-shirt. The four words Fu Pei’s best were sewn with colored wool on her clothes, and she moved towards Fu Pei. The picture of running over is like a rainbow after a summer rain, "Dad, you have to come on."
Fu Pei looked at Fu Ting’s big shiny eyes, his ears became hot inexplicably, and his fingertips curled up slightly. He couldn’t bear to press on Fu Ting’s head.
"Idiot."
Only a little fool can do such a shameful thing.
Fu Ting mumbled, "Why are you stupid, I sew it all night, isn't it pretty?"
Cheng Yang said in a strange way, "Fu Pei, if you ask the little girl to go to the broadcast station to support you, you only have this ability."
"Why, jealous." Fu Pei tilted his head, his eyes were a little bloody, and a little smug, but his voice was so cruel, "You can't get jealousy."
Game start.
Cheng Yang, whose morale was greatly reduced, vowed to take advantage of the last project to stabilize his face. He coldly said, "Fu Pei, seeing you so confident, it's better to come to Bibi, if you lose, let me give me the position in the school."
Cen Juan frivolous lips: ask for a ticket for my sister
(End of this chapter)