Zhuo Jun's proud look made Fang Ke very angry. Just as she was about to speak, Murphy grabbed her and whispered: "Let me go first."

After adjusting her princess dress, she stood up and came to Zhuo Jun. She put on the most innocent smile and said sweetly: "Thank you, Teacher Zhuo, for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come to my birthday party. Murphy feels very honored.

Teacher Zhuo, you don’t know that you are the teacher I admire the most in Experimental Middle School, no one else.”

This sounded like a good thing, but it made the smiles on the faces of several other teachers suddenly freeze.

Zhuo Jun didn't take it seriously, smiled and said: "Murphy, happy birthday."

"Thank you, Teacher Zhuo. How about the two of us play a few games of darts to cheer up the fun?" Murphy said.

"Darts? How to play?"

Murphy waved his hand, and a classmate and friend brought two dart boards and hung them on the wall on the same side of the box. These two are the most common ring-shaped targets with black and white rings, and the outermost ring is 1.

By analogy, the center of the red circle in the middle is 10.

"Teacher Zhuo, the gameplay is very simple. Each person throws ten darts in a round, and the one with the largest total number of targets wins. What do you think?"

"Okay." Zhuo Jun clasped his hands together again, blew a breath of fairy air, then spread his hands, straightened his back, and said arrogantly: "Winning or losing, is there any luck?"

How dare you take the initiative to ask for the lottery! Fang Ke sneered inwardly, do you think you are really invincible if you beat Murphy's arrogant cousin with your shitty luck? She and Murphy have known each other since elementary school, and they know that Murphy was once in

She practiced shooting and throwing at the city sports school for a period of time, and her results were said to be quite good. The coach of the professional team still misses her. The specific situation is unknown, but one thing she is sure of is that Murphy has terrifying dart throwing abilities.

, in their small circle, no one has ever dared to play this with her!

Of course, Murphy was also very confident. He smiled sweetly and pointed to the extra-large beer glass on the table, "Teacher Zhuo, let's drink beer. How about one drink after losing a round?"

Zhuo Jun's eyes flashed imperceptibly, and he stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation, "Mr. Murphy, let's start."

Murphy took a deep breath, felt the weight of the dart, and held his hand at the center of gravity of the dart. With his left foot in front, he focused on the Frisbee. He paused, took a breath, and naturally rotated his waist slightly.

At the same angle, the shoulder does not move, the elbow slides, the wrist shakes, and the forearm swings forward to drive the wrist movement to throw the dart. After the dart is released, the arms and wrists naturally expand, and each joint relaxes. The entire dart throwing process is natural and rhythmic.

beautiful.

The dart flew in the air in an extremely small parabola, and with a crisp sound, it was nailed to the dart board extremely smoothly. When it hit the target, the dart body was almost completely perpendicular to the target surface.

Rubbing the edge of ring 9, ring 8 is in the middle!

"Wow! Murphy, you are so awesome!" a girl screamed.

"You can't tell, classmate Murphy, he is actually a good pitcher! This action is completely textbook style." Cui Yuan, who is also interested in throwing darts, couldn't help but sigh.

"Come on Murphy! Kill Teacher Zhuo instantly!" a boy shouted excitedly.

Experts will know if there is a target as soon as they make a move. Murphy threw the dart, and a burst of warm cheers suddenly erupted in the box. The beautiful rhythm of the movements and the solid target results made the teachers and students present couldn't help but cheer.

They raised their hands and spoke out words of encouragement.

Murphy smiled reservedly, kept moving, and maintained a steady throwing rhythm and rhythm. The remaining nine darts were thrown one after another, and all of them hit the target steadily. In the end, the ten darts were thrown 79 times!

On average, each dart hits 7.9!

The most powerful thing is that the number of dart rings she throws fluctuates around 8, with the maximum deviation not exceeding 7 and 9. Among them, 8 rings are the most, which is terrifyingly stable.

"It's your turn, Teacher Zhuo." After Murphy finished his vote, he breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't played for a long time, but he felt pretty good. This result was enough to kill most people instantly.

In the eyes of everyone's suspicion and gloating, Zhuo Jun picked up a dart at random and threw it out at a very fast speed without stopping. With a bang, the entire dart board was shaking due to the excessive force. However,

Fortunately, although the angle between the dart tail and the Frisbee was very tilted, it did not fall down after all, and it was a 3-ring.

"Haha, Teacher Zhuo, your wrist is very strong, just like playing a drum, but it's far from accurate." Zhen Wei gloated.

"It's not louder than the voice. I think it's better to just admit defeat and drink obediently, which will also save some energy." Yue Hua said with a strange air.

Fang Ke and Murphy also looked at each other and smiled, and in an instant, they felt at ease.

Next, Zhuo Jun flew out several darts in a row. Although the overall trend was getting better, and he even got two 9s, his results were very unstable, and the gap between him and Murphy was also very unstable.

It is quite obvious that after using eight darts, he only threw a total of 60 rings. Ordinarily, this result is considered quite good, but if he wants to beat Murphy, his remaining two darts must both have 10 rings.

That’s it!

And this is simply impossible!

Bang! Just as everyone was silently calculating in their hearts, Zhuo Jun took action quickly. It didn't look like he was throwing darts, but more like he was throwing rubbish randomly, but unexpectedly, he hit the bull's-eye with 10 rings!

Damn, this shit got away! When everyone was slandering, Zhuo Jun quickly took action again, and with a muffled bang, unexpectedly, unexpectedly, shockingly, he hit the target again! Another 10 rings!

"...Is this okay?" Fang Ke's eyes widened for a moment, as if he had seen a ghost.

"I lost like this!" Murphy murmured bitterly with a look of disbelief on her face. However, she could see that Teacher Zhuo's basic skills were so bad that he relied on his ruthless hands, sharp eyes and incredible luck.

And these can only provide surprises, not a manifestation of true strength, so she was very dissatisfied, picked up the beer glass, took several mouthfuls to finish it, caressed her swollen belly, blushed, and said stubbornly:

"...Uh, Teacher Zhuo, let's play another round. I, uh, will definitely beat you."

"Please." Zhuo Jun waved his hand with a half-smile.

This time, Murphy completely put away his previous contempt and did a few minutes of preparatory activities and tried a few shots. It was not until he completely adjusted the rhythm and feeling that he officially started.

Sure enough, being fully prepared makes a difference. After this round, her ten darts actually scored a high score of 89! Each dart averaged 8.9, which was close to 9!

For an amateur player, this is already a pretty terrible result. Even she herself was a little surprised. She shouted, jumped up, and happily high-fived Fang Ke, as if she had already

It's like winning.

Not just him, no one in the box thought that Zhuo Jun could win again, even though his luck tonight had been incredible.

Even Zhuo Jun himself didn't seem to think much of himself. He looked frustrated. He shook his head, as if he was a little angry. He grabbed all ten darts and threw them out fiercely. "It's so accurate! Why don't you give it up?"

People are playing!"

"Hmph. I told you earlier that I had to admit defeat and you had to seek humiliation." Yue Hua forked a piece of watermelon, stuffed it into his mouth, and muttered in a low voice.

"Applause. Teacher Zhuo lost, it's time to drink." A boy quickly shouted.

"That's right. Teacher Zhuo was so lucky tonight. It's thanks to Murphy's accurate shot. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to get Teacher Zhuo to drink!" A girl curled her lips.

The honest man Feng Jingde patted Zhuo Jun on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Brother, it's not easy to survive until now. Just drink."

Murphy was very proud, smiled sweetly, fiddled with the hem of the princess dress, tilted his head, and said mischievously: "Teacher Zhuo, do you want me to fill it up for you?"

Seeing that Zhuo Jun remained silent, Cui Yuan thought that he couldn't keep his dignity in front of the students. He was worried that he would be frozen here, so he quickly said: "Drink, Zhuo Jun, I am willing to admit defeat. Look at what Murphy voted on the wall...

..." As he spoke, he glanced at the two target surfaces on the wall, and suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His whole body shook violently, and he couldn't help shouting a curse word loudly: "... Damn it!!

!Aren’t you! That’s okay too!”

Following his guidance, everyone looked at the two dart boards on the wall, and without exception, they were all turned to stone in an instant. In an instant, hundreds of thousands of grass and mud horses roared past everyone's hearts.

On Zhuo Jun's dart board, the ten darts he just threw out were like a densely packed fence, in the shape of a standard ring, surrounding the red heart in the center of the dart board, neatly

It looks like it has been processed by precision machine tools. Not one dart has 10 rings, but all darts have 9 rings.
Chapter completed!