I fall in love by brushing questions [unlimited]

The people on the balloon on the baffle on the side, nine times out of ten, hit every shot, and the more they shot, the more interested they were, and the more they played, the more addicted they became.On the other hand, the condition of the baffle on the right was quite different from that on the left. Seeing that many people were about to run out of bullets, there were one or two balloons that just missed.

Such cases are not uncommon.

Tan Guangxi looked carefully for a while, and quickly figured out the doorway: the balloons on the baffle on the left are all inflated and thin. As long as you shoot correctly, you can almost hit a hundred shots.But the quality of the balloons on the baffle on the right is uneven, some are thin and some are thick.And there are one or two balloons that seem to be about the same size as other balloons, but they are actually one size wider. They just don’t have enough air on purpose, so they look similar to other models.But even if such a balloon is shot up, it is difficult to shoot - this is the so-called 'trap balloon'.So many tourists ended up spending far more than the toy, and finally got it—some didn't even get the toy.

Tan Guangxi hooked the corners of his lips, but it was just a few plush toys, and it was fortunate that the merchant had such careful thinking.

Seeing that the gas bomb in Bai Fengcheng's hand was half used up, Tan Guangxi waved to him: "Let me try."

Bai Fengcheng handed him the air gun in his hand. After Tan Guangxi took it, he first aimed at the crosshair of a 'trap balloon' and tested the strength of the bullet.

With a bang, the bullet was shot out, rubbing against the edge of the balloon and falling to the ground.

Sure enough, generally speaking, the sound of an air bomb with a strong range hitting the balloon should be more muffled, but the impact sound of this air bomb is not powerful.

He did the same thing, tried several guns, and picked the air gun with the longest range.

Seeing that he seemed to be shooting randomly, Bai Fengcheng on the side wanted to speak to comfort him, but before he could speak, Tan Guangxi raised his air and gun again, and he aimed with half-opened eyes just now. , and then move the same distance in the opposite direction according to the angle at which the bullet was shot just now, and then pull the trigger, with a 'bang' sound, the balloon burst.

Immediately afterwards, I saw him holding the air gun steadily, tilting his head slightly, 'bang' 'bang' 'bang'... Several shots in succession broke all the balloons on the doll in one breath.

Baifengcheng was both surprised and delighted: "You can even shoot?"

Hearing his question, Tan Guangxi frowned suddenly, strangely, he didn't remember that he had practiced shooting, as if, as if he was born with it.

On the other side, Fu Bochong was a little tired after finishing his work, and was about to take the elevator back to his room. Who knew that something went wrong with the elevator halfway.

"I'm really sorry, sir," the waiter in the elevator compartment apologized, "There is something wrong with the elevator here, please take the elevator on the other side."

The elevator on the other side was at the other end of the cruise ship, and he needed to walk around the central hall. Before he could pass the central hall, he heard a burst of noise.

Seeing that Fu Bochong was about to stop, the secretary beside him said, "Boss, there is a night market over there."

"night market?"

"Yes," the secretary explained, "the ship will hold a night market every other day on the twelfth floor. There will be snacks, games, and some gadgets for sale. Boss, are you interested?"

After he finished asking, he wanted to seal his mouth. How did he think that he would ask the boss if he was interested in the night market?Besides work, what was the boss interested in?

Fu Bochong didn't say anything, he didn't even glance over there, and walked straight to the elevator on the other side.

However, to get to the elevator on the other side, one still has to pass through the night market a short distance away. When Fu Bochong passed by, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure inadvertently.

Tan Guangxi went 'bang', 'bang', 'bang'... Dozens of shots in succession, and once again shot down all the balloons cleanly without wasting a single bullet, and Baifengcheng jumped into Tan Guangxi's arms excitedly Li, hugged him and screamed excitedly.

In the past, when Lu Fangzhou was excited, he also liked to hold him and shout and shout. Tan Guangxi didn't care, he was holding a huge plush toy in one hand, and he didn't care that Bai Fengcheng strangled his neck a little bit. With a doting smile on his face, he even reached out and patted the other person's shoulder.

On the other side, Fu Bochong's secretary suddenly found that her boss stopped suddenly for some reason. She was about to say something when she saw Fu Bochong looking in the direction of the night market with no expression on his face.

24. Horror cruise ship 5

◎Fu Bochong walked up to him, squatted down slightly and looked down at him, his eyes deepened. ◎

When Tan Guangxi left the night market, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and he made an appointment with Baifengcheng to continue tomorrow.

But even at this time, the entire cruise ship is still brightly lit, and the real nightlife has just begun.

Tan Guangxi didn't feel that it was too late, but that he didn't have a good rest last night, and he was indeed a little tired after walking outside for another day today. Besides——he raised his hand to check the time, Fu Bochong would be later coming back soon.He really didn't want to see him very much, thinking of going back to his room as usual before he came back.After all, he and Fu Bochong's suite were connected together, so if he wanted to go back to his bedroom, he had to go through Fu Bochong's study first.

After returning to the corridor at the door of the room, he swiped the key card lightly. Fortunately, the living room was as dark as usual.He closed the door behind his back, turned on the wall lamp in the room, and then swaggered towards his room, holding the toy he just won in his arms - he didn't want it at first, but White Wind City must give him the biggest one, he couldn't help it , I had no choice but to take it.

At this moment, Tan Guangxi felt a little drowsy, and while yawning, he walked towards the bedroom, planning to throw his things in the bedroom first, and then go to the bathroom to take a shower.

However, when he walked to the door of the study, he saw that the light in the study was on, and warm yellow light came through from under the door.

He was a little strange, could it be that the servant forgot to turn off the light after cleaning the house before going out?

Tan Guangxi didn't think much, and opened the door of the study without thinking, but he never expected that Fu Bochong was at the desk, heard the sound, and raised his eyelids to look at him.

Almost subconsciously, he wanted to turn around and run away, but he was restrained by his own efforts. He even forcefully forced a smile, greeted Fu Bochong, and at the same time hid the hand holding the doll behind his back— ——I don’t know if it’s his illusion, he felt that Fu Bochong’s eyes seemed to stay on the doll in his hand for half a second—although the toy was almost half his height and couldn’t hide it at all.

He laughed dryly: "Are you busy? Then I won't bother..."

"Not busy," Fu Bochong interrupted him suddenly, and said softly, "It happens that you are here, come and see if there is anything missing."

Tan Guangxi didn't know what he was talking about, so he walked over slowly, looked down, and was taken aback for a moment.

On the desk case is a thick stack of invitation cards with a bright red background, which turned out to be invitation cards for engagement ceremonies.

At this time, Fu Bochong just finished writing the sheet in his hand, and put it aside on the stack he had written before.

It was only now that Tan Guangxi knew that this was a wedding custom here, not to mention that every invitation for the engagement ceremony had to be copied by hand, and there were also fixed requirements for the content and format, and most importantly, the invitations for relatives and friends of the newlyweds, They must be copied by the newcomers on the other side.

In other words, Fu Bochong copied the invitations from Tan Guangxi's relatives.

Tan Guangxi took it and flipped through it casually - but he didn't know who the relatives were, so he flipped through it perfunctorily, returned the invitation, and said casually: "Yes, there are no omissions."

Fu Bochong nodded: "Well, if you have time, you can also transcribe all the invitations."

Tan Guangxi said lightly, "Okay, no problem."

Fu Bochong raised his eyes to look at him: "The quantity is a bit large, I'm afraid it will take a long time to transcribe."

Tan Guangxi glanced at the stack of invitations on the desktop, and felt his hand speed to finish writing all morning: "Don't worry!" He was still immersed in the joy of shooting just now, and he was in a very happy mood, so he boasted Xiahaikou: "I won't leave the room until I finish writing!"

Fu Bochong also seemed to be in a good mood, and raised his eyebrows: "Okay, then it's settled."

Tan Guangxi waved at him: "Bring it!"

Fu Bochong relaxed his body, leaned on the back of the chair in a comfortable posture, looked at him with his head sideways, and said, "It's getting late today, let's do it tomorrow."

Tan Guangxi was indeed a little sleepy at this time, so he said: "Okay, I'll pack up and go to bed first." He was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly thought that the other party was so busy and had to stay up all night to take time to write invitations from his family. I felt a little embarrassed, so I thought about it, and asked with concern: "Aren't you going to rest?"

Fu Bochong seemed to be in good spirits, and his expression seemed to be somewhat satisfied. He said, "I still have a few unfinished ones. I'll go to sleep after finishing them."

Tan Guangxi didn't think too much, and nodded: "Then you should go to bed earlier."

After speaking, he turned around and yawned and went back to the room.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Tan Guangxi was sitting upright at the desk in the study, preparing to transcribe the invitation.

Fu Bochong walked in, and Tan Guangxi glanced at the thick stack of invitations in his hand, which was only slightly thicker than yesterday.While reaching out to take it, he casually said, "It's not a lot."

I thought that your family has a big business, and I was afraid that there would be many guests, but it seems to be okay!

I heard Fu Bochong say: "