You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

There was a lot of chatter around the tent.

The owner reluctantly took down the grand prize.

An oversized custom Lego bear would cost him a few thousand dollars, which was almost half of his monthly revenue. The owner secretly stared at Joyce. Was she lucky? He had intentionally tempered with the aim of the gun, and she could still hit the red heart. He could not believe it and thought it was just luck, and she simply could not hit the red heart every time.

A colleague snatched the Lego bear from the owner and would never let go, "Joyce, thank you. I'll take this one then.” He looked anxious, fearing that someone else might take the bear away from him.

"Hey, you are just shameless. You just take the prize away like that?" Another male colleague flattened his mouth and grumbled in dissatisfaction.

"Why, Joyce helped me win this." The colleague could not care so much now and he turned to Joyce with a smile, "Right? Joyce."

In fact, they were all older than Joyce, but still, they respected Joyce as much as they could.

"Well, it's yours."

Joyce showed a bright and shining smile.

it too! I want it too!" Juanita

we have forty bullets left. You will certainly have it!" The corners

out of the way. I'm going to

Joyce picked up her

and her colleagues actually saw Luther approaching. They parted their lips and wanted

long fingers between his thin lips and made a hush gesture, signaling that Joyce

one of the male

forward and joined the

"Bang!"

it hit precisely the

movements were smooth

were

just to try the stability and recoil of the gun, and fired only one bullet. Now she had gotten used to this gun. She was a professional of 0.01mm accuracy, hitting the center was simply too easy for

steadily at the