An An once again used the aiming sight to target a balloon ahead, but this time he didn't rush to shoot.
Instead, he made a slight adjustment to the gun's position. Two people on either side were giving intense instructions, "A little to the left!"
"No, I think it should be a little to the right!"
Students from Shi Yi Primary School, having run out of bullets, came over to see the results here.
Huo Rou fiddled with the gun for a while, and without rushing, watched An An's second shot from the side.
Undisturbed by the outside world, An An made his adjustments and decisively fired.
The bullet grazed the balloon and hit the backboard.
"Ah, it should have been a little more to the left," Xiao Luo sighed regretfully from the side.
Ruan Ruan was also caught up in the tense atmosphere. She leaned forward, clenching her small fists, and whispered encouragement.
An An glanced at her, "Don't be nervous."
"Mm-hmm, Brother An An, you can do it, you're the best!" Ruan Ruan cheered loudly for An An, full of spirit.
An An aimed at the third balloon again. This time he made more adjustments and pulled the trigger.
*Bang—*
The balloon burst in response.
"Yay! Amazing!" The two students from Ren De School were overjoyed, while the students from Shi Yi Primary School became anxious.
A few parents gathered around, discussing with great interest.
"He seems to have used the error to hit the balloon."
"Yes, yes. This child is quite interesting, very smart."
"My Xiao Luo always tells me about his classmate An An at home. He's considered a very smart child in Ren De School."
"No wonder. Ren De School is really good, and your child is also very smart."
Amidst the parents' conversation, An An quickly aimed at the third balloon. This time the adjustment was fast, and he immediately pulled the trigger.
Another balloon burst in response.
An An seemed to have found the method, and his subsequent actions became more skilled and faster.
Huo Rou watched with great satisfaction. As expected of her son, he had talent!
Qin Ningyi also curved his lips upwards. His son was just like him!
An An's speed increased, yet his accuracy remained consistent until all the bullets were fired.
Ten shots, hitting eight balloons.
"It's a tie!" Xiao Luo screamed loudly.
Although An An was younger than them, they all admired him. Now that he could pick up a game so quickly, it truly surprised them.
They only needed to hit one balloon to win.
Amidst their cheers, An An also showed a spark of excitement. He looked at Huo Rou, his eyes filled with emotion.
"It's a tie already," Huo Rou softly asked the small group of children.
"Mm-hmm, Auntie, as long as you hit one balloon, we win!" Xiao Luo, unashamed, excitedly said, leaning close to Huo Rou.
"Mom, you can do it!" An An thoughtfully cheered Huo Rou on. He even tugged at her sleeve, signaling her to lean down, and quietly shared his recent discovery with her.
Huo Rou listened with a smile, "He is indeed very smart."
Receiving praise, An An's face was filled with pride.
The teacher in charge of this station also smiled and complimented An An, "Little classmate, you're very smart. I saw you adjusted the angle. You're very good for your age!"
Ruan Ruan was also excited. She had watched the whole thing; no one else had hit so many balloons. Her Brother An An was truly amazing!
Now they only needed to hit one balloon to win.
All the children looked at Huo Rou expectantly, hoping for her to hit one with sheer luck.
An An looked at Huo Rou and thoughtfully comforted her, "Mom, don't be nervous. Just aim well and shoot."
Huo Rou nodded, picked up the gun, and casually pointed it at a balloon, pulling the trigger.
"Ah, she didn't aim!" Xiao Luo grabbed another classmate's arm. Huo Rou's casual gesture made their hearts leap into their throats.
The other parents accompanying their children were all fathers. Huo Rou, being the only woman, wasn't expected to achieve much.
Having used the gun, they knew the aiming sight had some issues and was difficult to aim with. Even with the naked eye, the distance was not short, making it hard to aim.
*Bang—*
Under everyone's gaze, the bullet pierced the balloon. Ren De School had secured their victory, and the children were about to cheer.
*Bang, bang bang—*
A series of rapid gunshots sounded, and the row of balloons exploded one after another.
"Wow!! Ahhh!" The children were left with only exclamations.
They were completely unable to describe their current shock.
Even the parents behind them were drawn by the continuous gunshots.
They saw Huo Rou standing casually, her arm moving lightly, seemingly not even aiming properly, yet the row of balloons was shot through one by one.
"This..."
"Did the teacher favor her because she's a woman? Is her gun different from ours?"
Several parents began to question their reality.
Huo Rou's bullets were gone in two shots. Looking at the row of balloons, there was no doubt that all ten shots had hit their mark.
The children were ecstatic.
"Auntie, how did you do that? Teach me."
"Auntie, Auntie, I want to learn too!"
The children looked at Huo Rou with adoration, which made her a little uncomfortable.
Qin Ningyi stepped forward to help, "Next time, let An An bring you to our home to play, and then we can all learn slowly together."
"Hooray! Brother An An, you have to invite us next time!"
"Yeah, Brother An An, your mom is too amazing."
The children swarmed around An An, showering him with praise. The teacher in charge of the balloon-popping competition took out the prizes and said, "This parent is truly amazing. We borrowed this gun from a vendor, and it wasn't accurate to begin with, yet you hit all of them. Truly remarkable."
"Come on, students, what prizes do you want?"
The boys were there primarily for fun, and they weren't particularly interested in the prizes here. They looked at Ruan Ruan, "Sister Ruan Ruan, you pick."
Ruan Ruan spotted the ring candy and said, "I want this one!"
An An took the ring candy and put it on Ruan Ruan's finger, "We're only eating this one candy today, okay? You can't eat any more when we get back."
Ruan Ruan smiled sweeter than the candy, "I know, Brother An An."
The group, surrounding the sharpshooter Huo Rou, headed towards the next spot.
A voice from the side called out, "Can I play with you guys?"
Ling Ling approached An An and his group with a pile of snacks, "I'll treat you to some food, can you let me join you?"
Xiao Luo asked directly, "Why don't you play with your classmates? We don't know you."
Ling Ling's mother followed behind her, clearly having had a hard time coaxing her. Hearing Xiao Luo's question, she looked worriedly at Ling Ling.