The staff guarding the stall quickly said, "There are two of them. You can each have one. There's no need to snatch them."
Hence, Xiao Bao and Han Zixuan each took a gun and started shooting.
This time, it was not only a competition of who won more but also of who was faster.
Xiao Bao's hand speed had always been good. After firing a few shots, he surpassed Han Zixuan. Soon, there were more and more people on his side.
The chirping plastic birds surrounded him.
After the last bullet was fired, the last bird flew to Xiao Bao's side. More and more children surrounded him.
Han Zixuan lost and had no choice but to admit defeat.
Xiao Bao ignored him.
Qiao Weiyang had been standing not far away, looking at Xiao Bao. She watched him solve the problem on his own and interact with the children. She could not help but smile.
Xiao Bao had really grown up.
