For the entire day, Bai Lin took Yan Ruo to enjoy all the amusement park rides and games. When they walked to a balloon shooting stall, Bai Lin turned her head curiously and asked, "Want a match?"
Yan Ruo looked at Bai Lin and smiled. "We can try."
"Boss, how much for a magazine?" Bai Lin picked up the toy gun and observed it.
"10 Yuan per try." The stall owner was a burly man who looked to be in his thirties.
Yan Ruo took out 40 Yuan. "It's for both of us."
The man glanced at Bai Lin. "Do you know how to play? Do you want me to teach you how to hold a gun?"
Bai Lin smiled and declined politely, "No need, big brother. I'm just playing."
After saying that, she raised her gun and quickly aimed it at the wall of balloons opposite of her. After a gunshot, the first row of balloons no longer looked like their originally inflated selves. They were hanging on the wall in tatters.
