Tang Huai looked at Jing Juntao, "Grandpa Jing, is the competition necessary?"
"It's necessary. And it's an archery competition."
"Can't we change it to something else? Running, or high jump?"
"No." Those events, Zhang Shiwan would definitely not be able to beat her, Jing Juntao wasn't that foolish.
Tang Huai, who came from the countryside and was younger, ran every morning at school and had several PE classes a week.
If Zhang Shiwan were to compete with her in running or high jumping, Zhang Shiwan would be left far behind in minutes.
But shooting was different, Zhang Shiwan could shoot; as long as she aimed accurately, she would defeat Tang Huai.
Jing Juntao looked at Tang Huai sharply, "If you compete with Awan and Awan scores higher than you, you will leave Jing Xuan and let Awan marry Jing Xuan."
"What if my score is higher than Miss Zhang's?" Tang Huai asked.
"I won't interfere with you and Jing Xuan. Do whatever you want." The question was, could she win?
