Tell mommy, daddy is kneeling again

in the afternoon.

The sports field is overcrowded.

The playground at Windsor College is huge, and there are even equestrian fields and a golf course.

First grade held archery and fencing competitions.

archery range.

Momo put on professional protective clothing and was ready to go.

There are many sports in Windsor College. In addition to basic sports, it also covers noble sports such as fencing and equestrian, and archery is one of them.

This is Mo Mo's specialty.

Mo Mo likes archery very much, so Lin Qi enrolled him in archery classes, and he would attend two classes a week. Mo Mo usually trains hard, and his grades are outstanding.

On the field, the parents sat in the auditorium, and the children participating in the competition walked onto the field.

Fang Heng was actually in the same arena as him.

Mo Mo was adjusting his bow, when Fang Heng suddenly walked up to him, and said with contempt on his face, "You poor people can also shoot arrows?"

Mo Mo raised his head, and returned a cold and mocking look, "I will, do you not agree?"

Fang Heng said, "Hmph! What if you lose to me?"

Mo Mo shook his head, "tsk tsk" twice, "Why do you have such unrealistic fantasies? I lost to you, do you want to go home and sleep with a pillow, dreaming faster?"

"You!" Fang Heng was irritated by him all of a sudden, "Don't be crazy with me! I won't lose to a poor person like you! My mother said that a child born in a slum like you can enter Windsor to study. Windsor's gift of charity, if I lose to you, it will be my shame!"

Mo Mo said leisurely, "Then you must not lose to me, otherwise, be careful that you will be too angry to sleep at night."

Fang Heng's face turned green with anger.

The referee came over, and the other party said, "Little friend, go back to your position."

Fang Heng turned around and left.

Mo Mo pursed her pink lips, and suddenly looked at the archery target 70 meters away, counting the number of arrows.

The competition is divided into the first half and the second half. There are 12 arrows in each game. Points are scored according to the number of rings hit.

Momo is wearing arm guards and chest protectors, with slender limbs and a straight and straight figure.

The referee gave an order.

Mo Mo gracefully drew the recurve bow, hooked the arrow string, and shot an arrow first.

"Shoot!"

One arrow shoots out 9 rings.

There was an uproar.

The other young players looked at Mo Mo's target, and the first arrow was a 9 ring, which was a good start!

"This kid is amazing!"

"The first arrow has 9 rings!"

"Maybe it's good luck!"

Such an eye-catching first arrow, in Mo Mo's eyes, was undoubtedly a major mistake.

Fang Heng looked at Mo Mo's target, dismissively.

Good luck!

He drew his bow and shot 8 rings.

"Shoot".

Mo Mo shot another arrow steadily.

"10 rings!"

The first 10 rings on the field were born.

Huo Tingyu couldn't help being a little surprised.

This kid has such a high talent for archery.

Huo Tingyu's archery is also very good, even reaching the national team's standard, but Han Bao didn't inherit this talent from him, and he has no interest in archery, so he didn't sign up for it.

He is only seven years old, and his performance is so stable, comparable to a professional player.

The 10 rings put a lot of psychological pressure on Fang Heng. His second arrow only shot 7 rings.

The two arrows opened up the gap of 4 rings.

If you fall behind by too many rings and widen the gap, it will be difficult to win the next game.

The first half is over.

With a score of 105, Momo is far ahead without any suspense.

Fang Heng, with a score of 84, was left far behind by Mo Mo.

Just as Fang Heng returned to the rest area, he was greeted with scolding from Mrs. Fang.

"You actually lost to that little bastard! You really disappointed me!" Mrs. Fang blushed with anger, "You have always been the champion in archery, and you have always been No.1. How did you perform like this today?"

Fang Heng's eyes were red with anger, big tears rolled down, he clenched his teeth, "I won't lose to him!"

Mrs. Fang said, "There is still the second half, if you lose to him, mother will not be your son!"

Fang Heng hugged her in fear, "Mom, don't be angry! I will definitely perform well and win first place after beating him!"

Mrs. Fang said, "You will do what you say, and don't let mom down!"

The second half begins.

When Fang Heng returned to the arena, Mo Mo was already counting the equipment, and he gave Mo Mo a vicious look.

Mo Mo seemed to have sensed his sinister gaze, turned around, gave him a provocative sideways glance, and gave him a little thumb lightly on his chest.

On Mo Mo, he didn't see any fatigue or exertion, and he was relaxed. If he played as steadily as in the first half, he would be the champion of this game.

How could Fang Heng be willing!

Game start.

Following the referee's order, Mo Mo shot three more arrows in succession, namely, 9 rings, 10 rings, and 10 rings.

The near-perfect result made Fang Heng feel unmatched.

The score is far ahead.

Mo Mo's number of rings was far ahead, and he won the crown, almost without any suspense.

The audience is cheering for Momo.

Fang Heng suddenly felt unbalanced in his heart. Originally, these cheers should belong to him.

Mo Mo robbed him of his glory and the honor that should belong to him!

As his mentality became unbalanced, Fang Heng's performance became more and more unstable. When he drew the bow for the last time, he suddenly realized that the situation was over, and he seemed to give up. When the arrow was shot, it went straight towards the auditorium. !

"what!"

Accompanied by an exclamation, he saw that the arrow was about to hit a little girl in the crowd.

The mother on the side was so frightened that she hugged her daughter and shivered.

At this moment, there was a "swoosh".

Another arrow flew towards this out-of-control arrow quickly, and after shooting down the arrow that was originally aimed at the auditorium, it was firmly nailed to the ground.

Mo Mo frowned slightly, and put down the bow in his hand.

Just now, he had already noticed that Fang Heng's arrow deviated from the target and flew towards the auditorium. He still had the last arrow in his hand. After shooting down Fang Heng's arrow, he calmly retracted the bow.

After the false alarm, the audience realized that the saving arrow came from Mo Mo's hand, and burst into cheers and applause.

"It's Lin Jinmo from the lion class!"

"He saved my daughter! If it wasn't for him, my daughter would have been accidentally injured by an arrow!"

"He is so powerful! He shot down that random arrow with such precision!"

"This sport is too dangerous! If that arrow hits someone, the consequences will be disastrous!"

The referee announces the result.

Mo Mo won the first place with a score of 204.

Fang Heng threw his bow angrily and walked quickly towards Mo Mo.

Just as Mo Mo was about to take a stand, Fang Heng grabbed him by the collar and pushed him against the wall.

Momo's back hit the wall hard, and he broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

Fang Heng grabbed his collar, gritted his teeth and said, "You little bastard, why did you win me?! Why!!"