Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don't Mess Around!
Chapter 811 - ProfessionalChapter 811: Professional
The warm-ups started. The five men took their darts and threw them on the three dartboards. The people below started cheering and clapping for them. They didn’t know this game well but from their different styles of playing, this seemed very interesting.
Ye Jian stood at the side and watched them. She had a habit of watching first and then trying it out later. She could tell that the five young men were professionals. It could be seen from their expressions.
“What are your classmates playing? Why is the applause so loud? Many people are cheering too.” The adults in the other ballroom heard the applause from outside. Commissioner Yang smiled and asked his son who was talking to the other adults, “Shall we go over and take a look? We can come back after that.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe two ballrooms were only separated by a wall. In the middle of the wall was a side door covered with a foldable four-panel divider. The laughter naturally came from behind this door and entered the ears of the adults.
Yang Heng smiled and said, “A few men in our class know how to play darts. They should be having a competition with Ye Jian now. You can go take a look if you want.”
“I have to take a look then.” Commissioner Yang stood up. He laughed and told his friends and families what the students in the other ballroom were doing. There were only three tables of adults here. All of them expressed that they wanted to go and take a look.
One lady who looked very professional in a dark-colored suit said, “I heard that there are a bunch of capable and smart students in Hengheng’s class. Let’s go and take a look. We might be able to expand our horizons.”
“Auntie Song, you’re making fun of us students. What can widen your horizons now?” Yao Jing, who had been accompanying the adults, stood up and smiled cutely. “I just hope that you won’t find it boring later.”
Mother Yang didn’t like what she said. She told her younger sister calmly, “Yao Jing keeps dampening people’s spirits recently. Hengheng’s classmates came over specially to celebrate his birthday. Whether it’s good or not, it’s the thought that counts.”
“Sister, how can I argue with a child?” This lady was Yang Heng’s Auntie and the boss of this hotel. She was the one who paid the expenses for the entire celebration today. Commissioner Yang’s family didn’t need to fork out any money.
After they went over, they saw Wang Jin holding a dart in each of his hands. He was standing in between two darts. After trying a few rounds, he raised his arms simultaneously and threw the two darts out at the same time.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Not bad. He’s putting on a show. This kind of game is entertaining and relaxing. Moreover, it can help people concentrate.”
“The students from the experimental class even play differently. They play games that are beneficial for themselves.”
The people present were all relatives or good friends. Hence, they didn’t take much notice when they were speaking. Only Yang Heng and Yao Jing were studying in senior high among them. When Yao Jing heard the words ‘experimental class’, her expression changed slightly. Her studies had never been good. If she really went into the experimental class, she would appear even worse.
But, the person who spoke was Mother Yang. Thus, no matter how uncomfortable she felt, she couldn’t refute it.
She smiled and said, “That’s why Yang Heng is so outstanding. He’s not only good at studying, but he’s also good at playing basketball too.”
“Huh, Hengheng, isn’t that young lady Ye Jian? She knows how to play darts too?” Mother Yang didn’t seem to hear what Yao Jing said. Her entire attention was on the stage. “Does that young lady know everything? Her studies are good and she even knows how to play darts. Normally, only men play this kind of game.”
Yang Heng, who was standing among the old people, replied, “She doesn’t know how to play. My classmates just felt that she’s impressive so they wanted to play with her.”
With Yao Jing around, Yang Heng didn’t want to talk about Ye Jian. His tone was indifferent. Nothing amiss could be detected.