For a while, apart from the sound of the electronic guns and the bursting of balloons, there was only the voice of Gu Yusheng. "Cat,""dolphin,""duck..."
Compared to Gu Yusheng, who was continuously shooting, the stall owner appeared to be busier. He alternately counted the numbers of popped balloons and brought plush toys to Qin Zhi'ai. He ran between the stall and Qin Zhi'ai over and over again. At first, he had been very excited, while at the end, he became tired and felt pain in his legs.
What a competent man he is! He only glanced at the numbers for each stuffed animal previously and now he has all of them in his mind. What's more, from the start until now, he has hit all his targets, not missing one!
As is known to all, in this business, there's something wrong with each gun, or else we wouldn't make money at all.
But, if this man continues shooting, maybe I'll lose money…