For Tang An, the amusement park gave him a deep memory, and the most pitted place is this kind of place. This kind of shop seems to be in any amusement city, zoo, and park.

There are rows of toys in front, and then there is a counter. There are guns on the counter. You can shoot and shoot with the gun. If you hit a balloon or cans marked with toys, you can receive the corresponding toys or other prizes. .

Tang An remembered that when he was a little boy who liked to play with guns, he was deeply attracted by this kind of shop, so he went to play with his mother.

At that time, I thought that at such a close distance, and the balloons were so big and dense, they must be easy to hit, even if they didn’t aim, they would be able to hit a few. When I actually went to play, I ended up with more than 20 shots. , But not even one hit.

This made Tang An very frustrated and frustrated, but the boss still smiled and encouraged Tang An to continue to spend money and continue to try.

Tang An's pocket money was gone.

"Boss, the child used his pocket money to play, and he didn't hit any of them. Can you refund some money to him?" Tang An remembered that his mother told the boss at the time.

"How can it be? If you're all shot, I can't ask you to get the toy back." The boss still said with a smile.

"Okay..." Mom counted, "There are thirty toys in total, I'll do it thirty times!"

"Mom...I know I was wrong..." Tang An admitted that he shouldn't play this kind of gambling and petty-cheap games.

Mother smiled slightly, Tang An remembered her smile, always so gentle and full of reassuring power.

"Pop!" A shot hit.

"Ah!" Tang An jumped up excitedly, and the boss said with a smile: "Go on. Go on!"

"Pop!" It was another shot.

Tang An looked at his mother adoringly. The boss smiled and fetched toys. There were not many people in the two consecutive times, but there were some.

"Pop!" Shot after shot, each shot was a balloon explosion.

Thirty times. After 30 hits, the boss's face was very, very ugly, and there were already people watching the excitement around him. Such a goddess shooter is too rare to see.

"Auntie, you are merciful, or else. You can take half of these toys..." the boss said with a sad expression.

"Mom, we don't want so many..." Tang An felt that he couldn't take so many toys back.

The boss nodded happily.

"No, since you said it, if I get shots. You can't ask me to get the toys back." Mom still smiled, still gentle, but merciless.

Finally, under the gaze of bystanders, the boss had to take out all thirty toys. Mom and Tang An distributed the toys that could not be taken back to other children.

"Son, punishment for being greedy. No need for sympathy, do you understand?" Finally, the mother said to Tang An.

"But... but I'm greedy, right?" Tang An thought for a while and said. Mom always said that the child who can admit that she made a mistake is truly brave.

"But you are my son, I don't sympathize with you, I love you, so I don't allow anyone to bully you." Mom said, touching Tang An's head.

Tang An seemed to understand or not.

Tang An looked at this shop, of course it was not the one he went with his mother back then. But Tang An understood the meaning of what his mother said, love. Above all else, even above principles.

Tang An looked at Nan Mao. If you love Nanmao, should you betray the entire human race unconditionally for her? If there is one day...

For the Nan Mao, I probably haven't used the kind of love his mother has for him. Tang An thinks this is the case. There are some reasons for his obedience to Nan Mao, but it is not that kind of love.

"I want all the cat toys!" Tang An was surprised, Nan Mao said loudly while pulling Tang An's sleeve.

Tang An looked at Nanmao, with the beauty of a **** her delicate face and a faintly immature atmosphere. This look eager for toys seems to be nothing like ordinary children who are used to being little emperors and little princesses who want everything. the difference.

Thinking of the things in his heart, Tang An’s smile became softer, and he raised his hand and touched Nan Mao’s hair. It seemed that the role was changed in an instant. The little boy back then has become an adult with a little girl. Nan Mao is the one he was back then, and he should play the role of the mother back then.

This was just a feeling. Looking at that air gun, Tang An felt a little guilty. How could he have the ability to hit the gun like his mother's.

"Come and play, brother, get some toys for my sister and go home." The boss is a chubby middle-aged man with a greasy head.

Tang An took a look and found that the quality of toys is much higher than when he was a kid. There are five kitty toys, and there are other animals, tanks, guns, airplanes, etc., which are all children's favorites. of.

"After playing this, let's go home, okay?" Tang An took the opportunity to ask, feeling that a place like a zoo is not suitable for Nanmao to play. It's one thing to ride a turkey. Another thing is that Tang An thinks Nanmao When you go to the zoo, you shouldn't be so leisurely and at ease. It's strange that she didn't make any remarks about how humans are, how animals are, or the stricken world.

Nan Mao nodded, holding the milk box without letting go, trying to squeeze the last milk out of the straw, and spray it on Tang An.

This kind of boring child's behavior, Tang An pays no attention to her, anyway, he wears a camouflage uniform that is crawling and rolling on the ground, it doesn't matter if it gets dirty.

"One hundred dollars." Tang An gritted his teeth, and was losing money. Those five cats were about to shoot, two dollars a shot and fifty shots. I don’t know if I can shoot one or two. After all, he When I was young, I missed 20 consecutive shots.

Seeing that Tang An is so good, the boss smiled, counting the bullets for Tang to install, and said to Nanmao: "Little sister, your brother is so kind to you, don't you?"

"If we didn't shoot, can you return the money to us?" Nan Mao looked at the gun, and then looked at the boss's shiny forehead and said.

Tang An was looking for feelings with a gun. Hearing Nan Mao's words, I couldn't help but stunned for a while, and looked at Nan Mao in a little surprise. How could Nan Mao say that? It is reasonable that Nan Mao has no idea about money. She just knows that in the earth world, humans need money to exchange materials, such as milk and yogurt, but she herself doesn't care about money.

"Of course not, just like if you all shoot and take away the toys, I can't ask you to come back, right?" the boss said with a grin.

Tang An lowered the hand holding the gun. A little trance, although the situation is a bit different, but how similar is this kind of dialogue... Is this the tacit understanding between myself and Nan Mao?

"If you dare to find us and want to come back, I will turn you into a mechanical dog blew up soldier." Nan Mao stared at the cat toy in front of him. Said without looking at the boss.

What the **** is a mechanical dog blew a soldier? The boss is still smiling, this kind of stupid second-degree kid is best to make money.

Tang An didn't know what the mechanical dog blew up the soldier, raised his gun, aimed at the balloon that represented the huge Hello Kitty in front of him and fired a shot.

Undoubtedly, the biggest toys are generally the hardest to get, and Tang An's first shot was undoubtedly missed.

Tang An was not discouraged, he was no longer a restless little boy, and he was going to observe more. Try the feel.

Nan Mao touched the air gun, then took out a piece of paper, and said to Tang An, "The bullet exit of this gun is slightly inclined. According to this inclination angle, the initial velocity of the bullet, the air resistance, and the gun’s The impact of the vibration on the trajectory, to make the final calculation, you should fire the bullet at this angle."

The boss was dumbfounded. When did this little girl write the calculation formula for such a large piece of paper? She reads few books. I can't understand it at all, but it sounds amazing!

Tang An also has a headache. Fortunately, I am a person who can enter middle school and return to university. Even if he is not a high school student like Sang Yueye, there is not much problem with such simple physical calculations. The key is that Nanmao gives the initial bullet speed, and the gun The specific data of the angle of inclination of the bullet, as for the impact of the vibration of the gun on the trajectory, these things are based on the feel.

Tang An understood that there must be something protruding in the trajectory of these guns to change the initial direction of the bullet, making the most direct aiming meaningless.

Could it be that the mother was able to hit all shots based on this method in the first place? It shouldn't be... Tang An felt that even if he followed Nan Mao's method, he couldn't get hits all the time.

Sure enough, the second shot that Tang An fired after the calculation failed...The boss's hanging heart was finally released. It seems that this little girl is just pretending to be scary. In fact, this set is useless. After all, these bullets are actually irregular hollow inside, and each of them will be affected by air resistance during flight and cause irregular flight trajectory changes. Where can we calculate it?

Until the fifth shot, Tang An finally hit one, but it was not the huge Hello Kitty, but a puppy. The boss smiled and took it off and gave it to Tang An. After all, this kind of small toy is also available on the wholesale market. Only a few yuan each, and Tang An has already spent ten yuan.

"Although he is single, he doesn't exercise his left hand often after all." Tang An laughed to himself, playing with this kind of things would have a good mentality, don't expect to take advantage of this.

Nan Mao glanced at Tang An, at the boss, and at the gun again, his cheeks puffed up, and he walked around behind Tang An.

Tang An took another five shots, but still no good results, only one more puppy.

"I want a cat, I want a cat! I hate dogs!" Nan Mao shouted.

"Then you come!" Tang An was a little depressed. After all, he was not a mother, nor could he play the role of a mother back then, and could not satisfy the wishes of the Nan Mao children.

Nan Mao took the gun, held it with one hand, grabbed the trigger with his fingers, turned his head and glanced at the cat in front of him, and yelled, "All the cats in the world belong to me!"

The boss almost laughed. The little girl is so naive. She looks like she is a teenager. Why is she still so young?

"Snapped!"

The balloon exploded, and the huge Hello Kitty belonged to the Southern Cat.

Tang An took Hello Kitty from the boss with a slightly embarrassed smile, but there was no smile on his face, and he couldn't help thinking, would Nanmao also hit him next time?

As Tang An expected, Nanmao will hit a balloon with every next shot. She first collects all the cats in her bag, and then puts her disliked puppy toys and other toys that feel no sense. Also won all of them.

The toys in Tang An's hand and around him had already piled up into mountains. When he got Hello Kitty, there were already people watching. When Nan Mao took all the toys down, the crowd finally burst into applause.

"Bravo!"

"Little sharpshooter!"

"Tsk tsk, I feel like I am avenged too!"

"Haha, look at that boss's face, if you don't give it, everyone can't forgive him!"

In this kind of game, the shop owner will cheat more or less and reduce the hit rate. Everyone understands this, and it will naturally be uncomfortable.

"Refund, the bullets haven't been shot yet." Nan Mao put down the air rifle blankly, and then unloaded the remaining bullets.

"Or else... I'll refund you a little more money, don't you take so many toys..." The boss's face was dark, if it weren't for so many people around, he would have turned his face long ago.

Nan Mao sneered, "No one has ever dared to play tricks on me... You said it earlier, if we all shoot and take away the toys, you can't get the toys back."

Tang An was holding a lot of toys and stared at Nan Mao in a daze...Why are there such similar conversations? Is it just because Nan Mao and his mother have the same guns? Can the gun hit?

"Humble human children, as long as you call me the king, you can line up to pick up any toy except the cat." Nanmao stood majesticly on the toy stand, and said to the adults and children watching the excitement.

Hearing such a good thing, the adults didn't care about Nanmao's yelling "humble human children" and hurriedly encouraged the children to line up to receive the award.

"Only twenty-five, and those over twenty-five don't have to line up!" Tang An is naturally the one who handed out the prizes. The humble human children are not eligible for the Southern Cat King to hand out the prizes.

The other five are cat toys, which are Nanmao’s own, of course they cannot be given to others.

"The King!"

"Okay, what toys do you want!"

"I want a tank, King!"

The children who led the toys were all a big king, named Nan Mao King, and then called Tang An King.

This made Nan Mao very upset, and said loudly: "I can only call me the king, he is the general!"

The next kid will learn, and call the Southern Cat King, then General Tang An!

Tang An blushed, and it was enough to play with Nan Mao. He was called a general by the children. How could he feel as naive as Nan Mao?

Nanmao stood majestic and seemed to have ruled the earth. These stupid humans were just accepting slaves that she reviewed.

After distributing the toys, General Tang An finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard a loud cry. It turned out that there was a little girl who was also queuing, but she was the twenty-sixth, and the toys just happened to be gone.

The little girl first looked at Tang An with tears in her eyes, and when the adult next to her had said it, she started to cry.

Tang An was a little soft-hearted and couldn't help but glance at Nan Mao.

"Why are you crying, call it King!" Nan Mao glared at the little girl fiercely.

"My lord..." The little girl shook with a start, but she still shouted.

Nan Mao turned his head and looked into the distance, dismissing the stupid little human girl who can only cry~lightnovelpub.net~, give you a kitty. "Tang An couldn't help laughing, and gave a cat toy to the little girl.

The little girl burst into laughter suddenly, and said happily, "Thank you, big brother!"

Really sensible! Calling Big Brother, Tang An feels much more comfortable, so he touched the little girl's head, "Really good!"

"Go!" Nan Mao was suddenly angry when he saw this action, jumped off the podium and left angrily.

Tang An had to take the remaining four toys and hurriedly followed. (To be continued)

　　

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