Chapter 88

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Many people found that the pitcher at the scene was a woman.

Because of the previous fighting spirit and too long interval, many people subconsciously saw the sound of fou beating.

Girls, to be exact.

Although she was tall and wore a hat to cover her face, she was obviously a girl of 14 or 15 years old.

Many people were surprised.

This surprise is not because women are inferior to men.

In fact, women have nothing to do in the boudoir. They don't need to read like men and occupy a lot of time. Instead, they play more skillfully such as throwing pots.

It's just that they rarely end up in Jinyun building. It's not because they appear in public, but because they are bet in public.

Women's homes are always ugly when they are judged by money.

Of course, there are many thick skinned people in the world, either for fame or profit. Men can do so, and women can.

"I don't know how skilled the girl is."

"Since you dare to stand up to the end, you must have some skills."

"This year is also interesting. First there are young people fighting, and then there are girls coming to an end. It's really March spring. Everyone is full of vitality."

Hearing the comments of his companions, Ning Yunzhao just lowered his head with a smile and continued to cook tea, never looking out of the window.

Yes, it's good for a young man to be vigorous, but it has nothing to do with him and he doesn't care.

If it was that girl, would it be like this?

Ning Yunzhao took the small Camellia ladle out of the cooked bowl and moved smoothly in his hand.

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This should not be arranged by Lin Jiner, right?

But maybe girls can stimulate Jun Zhen more.

Ning Yunyan thought and looked up. The window was blocked by several girls. She was about to ask them to get out of the way. A girl turned back in horror.

"You, you see, this man, this man seems to be Jun Zhen." She stammered.

Jun Zhen?

Ning Yunyan was stunned.

It can't be true?

In the next room, Fang Jinxiu was impatiently knocking on the table and looking at the gold bracelet rushing back.

"Miss three, where the hell is the young lady? Why don't you follow?" Jin Chuan asked in a trembling voice.

"She won't let me follow. How dare I follow." Fang Jinxiu said carelessly.

"What about Yinbao? Did you call Yinbao away, miss three?" Jin Chuan asked with a white face.

Fang Jinxiu didn't want to pay any more attention to the girl. When she heard the sound of hitting fou, she looked out.

In fact, she didn't care who would end up, but the location of the room was excellent. When she glanced away, she saw the woman standing in the field.

The woman was dressed in moon white, with a graceful figure and a curtain hat on her head.

Although the hanging gauze covered her face, Fang Jinxiu recognized her at a glance.

"Oh, my mother!" She blurted out, "no?"

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No matter how many people are surprised, the well-informed Si shoot still looks.

"Miss, where do you want to start?" He asked with a smile.

Miss Jun looked at zhuya.

"I didn't see much just now." She said, "how do you play? Chinese system or new system?"

Si shot and smiled.

"We have no control here." He said, "Miss, if you want to throw anything, just report it and everyone will consider making a bet."

Miss Jun reached out and twisted a bamboo arrow

"I'm asking about vector or formula." She said.

Si was stunned.

"If the argument form is 132, 40 or 24, and if the argument vector is only 12, will it end?" Miss Jun said seriously.

Si shot stunned.

That's a strange question. Are you going to play 132 moves, little girl?

Miss Jun nodded.

"I happen to know more about throwing pots." She said that although the veil covered the description, she still looked modest.

Know something about it. I don't know what to say.

Little girl, do you know that there are many things, understanding and being able to do are two different things?

There are a lot of ignorant children coming today. Just now there is news that they are not very happy.

"There are no system restrictions." The shooter said gently, "until you miss."

"I'm so sorry." Said Miss Jun.

Excuse me what? Excuse me, have you been winning?

Si shoot speechless.

"Miss, what's the first step?" He stopped the childish conversation and asked directly.

"Then start with the simplest beginning." Said Miss Jun.

"Note the beginning."

The music stopped and the shooter sent the sound out.

"It's a girl after all. Since she ends up, she can't lose face."

Ning Yunzhao heard his companion say, and reported twenty liang of reasonable and reasonable injection of gold. Obviously, most people think so, and the matter of elegance should be more merciful.

The sound of betting rose one after another, sweeping away the desolate atmosphere, elegant and cheerful, until a sound sounded.

"A19 nobles charge a hundred Liang."

No, it's coming again.

The sound of betting was a little stagnant for a moment, while the box on Ning Yunyan's side laughed.

There are still people in box 19. It must be Lin Jiner.

All the girls present laughed.

Ning Yunyan stood by the window and looked at Jun Zhen standing in the field with a sneer.

"It seems that I lost miserably. I'm going to play myself." "It's better," she said. "Double compensation makes you lose more and faster."

Zuo Yanzhi bit her lower lip with hatred.

"One..." She said to the girl.

Stop her.

"No." She said, "twelve."

Twelve?

The girls looked at her in surprise.

"What can she lose in twelve?" Zuo Yanzhi hurried.

Ning Yunyan smiled.

"One dozen or twelve won't lose anything. Ten dozen or twenty dozen will be a lot." She said, looking at Zuo Yanzhi, "let's keep going. Don't scare Jun Zhenzhen and others. It's boring if you don't have to play."

She waved her hand to the girl, who hurriedly went out and gave a note to the waiter.

Sure enough, the number of bets was reported. There was a pause outside, and bets came one after another.

In the end, girls are given preferential treatment, which is much more than the previous boys who reported to the lowest level.

"Good luck, miss." Si shot said with a smile, indicating that Miss Jun could start.

"This time is different from that time." Miss Jun said, seriously correcting the shot, "it's not luck, it's fairness."

that? Which time?

Si shot was puzzled and didn't ask, because he saw that the young lady caught all twelve bamboo arrows.

Generally, everyone comes to take the second one after casting. First, holding too many bamboo arrows in his hand affects the throwing. Second, it's hard for anyone to ensure that he can hit the first shot -- even if he has confidence, he's embarrassed to show it. It's too elegant to show off.

It's better for young people to publicize.

Si shot sighed for a few minutes. Without speaking, he stepped back to one side and watched the young lady pick up a bamboo arrow and raise her hand gently.

A soft snap.

The bamboo arrow falls into the iron pot and swings twice to stay still.

"Yes!" Si shot with a smile and raised his hand to touch his palm.

There was also applause around, but just then, Miss Jun picked up a bamboo arrow and raised her hand again.

A soft snap.

Yi? I haven't bet on the next game yet.

Si shot a little stunned. Before he recovered, Miss Jun's hand had been raised one after another.

Pop.

Pop.

Pop.

It sounded one after another, like a silver bottle breaking suddenly, like a pearl falling on a jade plate.

In fact, the sound of the bamboo arrow falling on the iron pot was not so loud, but as her bamboo arrows were thrown one by one, the music in the hall seemed to disappear.

"What's the matter? Why hasn't it been reported yet? Is it over in one game?" People who didn't care in the box asked casually.

It was really strange. The people near the window saw that it was the girl's empty hand.

It's not surprising. When you throw it out, your hands are naturally empty.

Everyone's eyes subconsciously turned to the iron pot.

There is not only one bamboo arrow in this slender iron pot with a diameter of three inches.

"There's a beginning... There's a beginning..." Someone blurted out.

"No, there is a whole pot." Someone said.

Looking at a handful of twelve bamboo arrows inserted in the iron pot.

It turned out that there was a whole pot in the early company.

That's what she said, starting with a simple beginning?

This is simple for her. What will be difficult?

Si she looked at the girl standing in the field and thought that the girl might really know more about throwing pots.

At least the mountain gate is bright.