Top Students Don't Need Superpowers

Asakawa Naoki looked at the little golden retriever again: "Yihua, what do you want?"

The little golden retriever looked expectantly: "Weihua wants that Wang Jiang figure."

"Snapped."

Wang Jiang's hand shot fell to the ground.

Asakawa Naoki finally looked at the girl with ponytails, "Seki-san, what do you want?"

"I don't want anything." Guan Chengsha and Zi couldn't help complaining, "The boss is about to cry!"

Asakawa Naoki glanced at the stall owner with a stiff smile, "He obviously didn't cry."

"If you keep beating, you will cry soon." Guan Chengshahezi raised his hand to cover his forehead, exhaled, and couldn't hold back his curiosity, "Or let me beat myself?"

"Row."

Asakawa Naoki handed over the props.

Guancheng Shahezi pursed her pink lips, closed one eye, aimed carefully, and was full of confidence. This guy Asakawa can shoot one by one, and he will definitely not be far behind...

"Snapped."

One shot missed.

"Snapped."

The second shot missed again.

The next two shots still missed.

Guan Chengsha and Ziwei bit their lower lip aggrievedly, already doubting life.

It's all empty, the gap is too big!

"You..." The ponytail girl couldn't help turning her head to look, and asked in a low voice, "How did you shoot so accurately just now?"

"Don't ask, you can't learn it." Asakawa Naoki said quietly, "I turned on the automatic aiming plug-in."

Chapter 810 Chapter 808 Vacuum Trial

"Don't be kidding me."

Guan Chengsha and Zi came over annoyed, then looked hesitantly at the dolls on the shelf.

Before playing, I was full of confidence. I thought it was nothing more than that, and I could do it myself.

Now there are four shots in a row, and there is not much confidence left.

"There is one last bullet left, if you miss it..."

While hesitating, a hand stretched out.

"Shall I fight?"

Asakawa Naoki held the toy gun in Sawako's hand.

Sawako Guancheng hesitated for a while, let go of her hand, and let Asakawa take the toy gun away, folded her hands on her chest, and whispered:

"You were obviously just lucky just now, and it's impossible to hit every shot."

Naoki Asakawa put the toy gun on his shoulder, and put it in a good pose: "If I can't hit it, I will apologize by harakiri."

"That's too exaggerated!"

Asakawa Naoki turned his head and looked: "Do you like that squirrel doll?"

"I can't say I like it..." Guan Chengshahezi turned his face away, and replied in a low voice, "It just looks pleasing to the eye."

Asakawa Naoki said quietly: "Tsundere is an attribute only lost dogs have."

"Stop talking nonsense." Guan Chengsha and Zi glared over in embarrassment, so angry that she wanted to bite, "If you want to hit, hit quickly."

Asakawa Naoki glanced at the squirrel doll that Yansha and Zi liked, and he didn't need to aim, just shot.

"Snapped."

The squirrel doll fell down.

"Really hit?"

Sawako Sekijo opened her eyes wide in surprise, and looked at Naoki Asakawa in surprise. Could this Asakawa be the legendary marksman, otherwise how could he never miss a single shot?

"Oni-chan!" Xiao Lin's eyes sparkled, holding the figure in her arms, and shouted happily, "I want more, beat them all!"

The stall owner is a middle-aged uncle, wearing glasses and a white short-sleeved shirt. His body has begun to gain weight, and the top of his head is already shining through the thinning hair. He is obviously in a middle-aged crisis. Hearing this sentence, He hurriedly picked up the squirrel doll that he had knocked down, walked over quickly, and handed the doll to Guan Chengshahezi.

"Thank you uncle."

Guan Chengsha and Zi thanked politely, reached out to take the doll, and a touch of surprise flashed in the corner of his eyes and brows.

The next moment, the stall owner handed over a [-]-yen coin.

"Eh?" Guan Chengsha and Zi were taken aback, with a confused tone, "What are you doing?"

The stall owner wiped the sweat off his forehead with a towel, and said with a wry smile: "There are still many fun games at the festival, so why don't you and your boyfriend go to play somewhere else?"

"Boy friend?"