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So, if he lost, he couldn’t bla her. All he could do was admit that she was smarter than him.
On her second throw, Mu Xiaoxiao’s score was not bad at seven points.
It was now his turn. He held the ball and walked over, his gaze forward. The ball left his hand, and the slam of the pins was heard. This ti, he hit all of the pins!
Ten points!
Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a second. What kind of situation was this?
Who could throw a strike on their second try?
This was illogical!
She smiled mockingly. “Your luck’s not bad!”
Lu Yichen smiled, and there was a little interest in his eyes. He didn’t offer an explanation and just agreed with her. “Yeah, it was lucky.”
On her third throw, Mu Xiaoxiao’s standard dropped, and she only scored two points.
Lu Yichen shot her a glance, the corner of his mouth curling into a smile. He held the ball and moved forward, throwing his ball out beautifully.
Ten points again!
Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned, and her jaw dropped. “You…”
One strike could be considered lucky, but throwing a double didn’t indicate just luck but ability.
Lu Yichen smirked. “I just got a good grip on the ball.”
Mu Xiaoxiao pouted. “That’s too good a grip…”
Strikes weren’t actually that hard to score. She had scored consecutive strikes before, but it had only been near the end of the ga when she had gotten the hang of the ga.
She was not like him, where he scored strikes for two out of his first three throws when he hadn’t even ward up.
How could she enjoy this ga anymore?
It was her turn to throw again. Due to his provocation, Mu Xiaoxiao was really conscientious this ti. She had to score a strike, or she would look like a loser next to him!
Nevertheless, this was not a world where what one wanted equaled what one would get.
This ti, Mu Xiaoxiao scored nine points, with only one pin standing. She wrung her hands in despair.
“Almost!” She wanted to throw up blood out of pity.
Lu Yichen said encouragingly, “Next ti, you’ll score a strike. Try your best!”
It was his turn again. This ti, he threw the ball more casually, but the result was still the sa — ten points again.
Mu Xiaoxiao stared at him as though he was an alien and said gloomily, “Are you even human? How are you so good?”
Lu Yichen’s face was full of warmth as he smiled and explained, “When I work here, the guests sotis request that I play with them. That’s how I trained my grip.”
Plus, it was his ho field here. Obviously, their advantages would be different.
Actually, he had casually thrown his previous ball to go easy on her. However, his feel for the ga was extraordinarily good today, and he was able to get a strike with such a throw. It must have been fate; he couldn’t go against that.
Even before the end of the match, Mu Xiaoxiao felt that she was already going to lose.
Lu Yichen noticed her expression and said considerately, “How about we call off the bet? We’re here to kill ti anyway; playing a casual ga is good enough.
“How is that okay!” Mu Xiaoxiao’s face was serious as she looked at him and said, “Since we’ve already bet on it, I’ll go through with it and accept any losses. Don’t worry. I, Mu Xiaoxiao, am not a sore loser. Also, don’t think about going easy on , or I’ll be pissed!”
“Okay,” he replied mildly. However, his gaze was fixated on her determined one. It was hard to look away from a gaze that was bursting with so much life.
It wasn’t surprising that Mu Xiaoxiao lost.
Originally, Lu Yichen had wanted to request sothing carelessly. However, her stare suggested that his request was not sothing that he could just say; it had to undergo careful consideration. It was a sign of respect to her as the loser.
Lu Yichen smiled helplessly. He had never seen anyone take a loss so seriously.
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