"Fight? He doesn't dare. He is afraid that I would unexpectedly hit him with a brick, and then his face would completely be gone." Yang Ming disdainfully grinned. "He wants to compete with me seriously, so I proposed to him a plan."
"What plan? What does it have to do with me?" Lin Zhiyun asked curiously.
"The plan I gave him was that we will each find a partner, then both of us will let our partners shoot the apple that's placed on our heads with a knife. Whoever shoots the most apples in the same timeframe wins." Yang Ming said, "And I want you to be my partner."
"I am holding an apple, and you are shooting me?" Lin Zhiyun asked after hearing Yang Ming's words.
"I'm not shooting you; you will shoot me." Yang Ming corrected her. But after that, Yang Ming felt that this was a bit ambiguous. Why does this shooting thing seem like we're talking about other things?
