On the street of Fusheng City, three little girls held hands and hopped around aimlessly.
Wan'er held the hands of her two younger sisters and said confidently, "I will definitely hit the bull's eye today."
The youngest Liu'er was a little helpless, and her little face drooped. "Sister Wan'er, I don't want to play darts anymore. I'm already tired of it."
Yan'er covered her mouth and giggled. "With Wan'er's level, I'm afraid that she wouldn't be able to hit the target even if she practices every day."
At this moment, Wan'er, who really wanted to prove herself, was a little angry when she heard Yan'er's words. She let go of her two younger sisters' hands.
"Then let's make a bet. If I can hit the bull's eye today, you have to call me elder sister."
"Humph, let's make a bet. You can't hit the bull's eye anyway," Yan'er said, unwilling to be outdone.
