He mingyu’s tone was as if she was a sharpshooter with a hundred shots. She was extremely smug.
“That’s true! Mingyu is the most powerful girl in our Jinde Village! Fu Xin’s hit rate is five times out of ten, and Mingyu’s hit rate is one out of ten!”
A boy who was about the same age as he mingyu and Fu Xin walked over. The boy said this in a simple and honest manner. He even touched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly.
What the boy said was also the truth.
The group of people around them were all children from the countryside, except for Gu Liuli, who was from a relatively wealthy family in the town.
The children from the countryside were still wild and could still run. He mingyu, for example, was dark because she was exposed to the sun every day.
