When the stall owner heard this, he couldn't shut his mouth with a smile. One thousand yuan is not a small sum - this woman is so stupid and has a lot of money! Even if this woman can even win 30, this business, he is sure to make money!
Then the stall owner said to song Shiyan with some embarrassment, "but, miss, we don't have so many darts in our shop, or will you come round by round?"
"It's OK. Anything." Song Shiyan took the ten darts from the stall owner and gave him a cold smile.
Song Shiyan and Xiao Hu leave.
The stall owner knew that he was wrong and didn't say much, so he had to smile and see him off. Do you think so? " Song Shiyan took a look at the stall owner and said earnestly.
The face of the stall owner is still not good-looking. However, this is their own evil, no wonder others! This time, he really knocked off his teeth and swallowed blood!
If you don't pick up the pie from the sky, you can't pick it up. Smell speech, onlookers rush forward, scrambling to get a doll. After a while, all the 17 dolls of song Shiyan had been taken away.
The remaining light in the corner of song Shiyan's eyes caught a glimpse of the owner's complacent face, which aroused a sly smile. She stopped and said in a loud voice to the people around her, "I still have seventeen dolls. Anyone who wants them can come and get them - but only one for each person!"
Hearing this, the stall owner looked happy. He thought he had made a big loss today. Unexpectedly, the mountains are heavy and the waters are clear. There is no way out. There is another village with hidden willows and bright flowers!
"Now that we have chosen, let's go!" Song Shiyan holds a doll for Xiaohu, then holds his hand and says.
Tiger one hand holding a superman doll, the other hand picked up a rabbit doll, nodded, said: "I have chosen!"
Seeing this, song Shiyan knew that his words were heavy, so he hurried to Xiao Hu and asked, "Xiao Hu, have you chosen? We have to go faster! "
When Xianggu saw that song Shiyan said so, he stamped his foot angrily and ran away angrily. The bodyguard, who was not far away, caught up with him in a hurry.
"Shiitake, what's the matter with you? If you don't tell me, you'll go home with the bodyguard, and I won't take you out to play any more. " Song poetry said that when Xianggu didn't speak, he threatened.
Mushroom some childishly "hum" a, then turned his head, no longer pay attention to Song poetry.
Seeing this, song Shiyan was a little surprised. Just now, shiitake was still fine. Why was he unhappy all of a sudden? So song Shiyan thought of a way to get away from the crowd. She came to Xianggu and looked at him. She asked in a warm voice, "Xianggu, what's the matter with you?"
In the gap of signature, song Shiyan looks at the mushroom standing outside the wall, but finds that his face is not good-looking. See song Shiyan look to his side, mushroom some angrily will head to one side.
At this time, some onlookers found the identity of song Shiyan on the Internet, and with a face of excitement, they came forward with a pen and paper, hoping that song Shiyan would sign for them. Song Shiyan did not expect that he could capture a lot of fans by playing a game. Some of them were flattered and agreed. Who knows, more and more people want her signature, and even some people want to take a picture with her.
Smell speech, tiger happily ran to the pile of dolls, carefully choose their favorite.
Song Shiyan smiles with satisfaction. She looks at Xiao Hu and says, "Xiao Hu, go and choose these dolls. Take whatever you like. If you all like it, tell your sister that she will win again! "
The stall owner looked at Song Shiyan and said, "eighteen."
Finally, there were only three balloons in twos and threes, swaying alone on the conveyor belt. Song Shiyan finally stopped her action. She breathed a sigh, twisted her wrist, looked at the stall owner with an eyebrow, and said, "stall owner, please calculate carefully, how many dolls can I take away?"
The color is getting darker and darker, and finally the face is black and calm, and can't laugh any more. The darts thrown out by song Shiyan have a hundred hits, but none of them are false.
More and more onlookers surrounded the roads here. Everyone is enthusiastic and cheers for Song poetry. But the stall owner's face
smelled the speech, song Shiyan said with a smile: "today, I will win all the dolls back for you!" After that, she stood up straight, half squinted and skillfully threw her darts.
"Sister Jingsong, I still want that, that, and that!" Xiaohu holds the Superman doll in one hand, and points with the other hand.
"Tiger, what else do you want?" Song poetry asked Xiao Hu.
The stall owner looked constipated. Although he didn't want to, he had already accepted the money from Song Shiyan, so he had to stick his head and deliver the darts to song Shiyan.
The onlookers were chatting while watching the good play.
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"Stop it, come on, go on to the theatre!"
"I guess he's green now."
It's not so miserable to give the doll to the young lady honestly"It seems that the stall owner is crying today. If he just
"you say, this woman won't be the champion of some darts competition? Otherwise, how could she be so powerful? "
Hearing this, song Shiyan smiles. Then she stands up and looks at the stall owner. She raises her eyebrows and reaches out her hand to signal him to continue.
Xiaohu holds the doll with a smile on his face, nods heavily and says happily: "yes, but I prefer sister Jingsong!"
Song Shiyan took the Superman doll, handed it to a tiger, touched his head, and asked with a smile, "tiger, do you like it?"
The stall owner took down the Superman doll hanging on the top and handed it to song Shiyan. With a stiff smile on his face, he said, "Miss, congratulations on your success. This is your prize."
See, those who want to take photos can only put away their mobile phones.
More and more onlookers praised song Shiyan's skill. Someone took out a mobile phone and wanted to take a picture, but was blocked by a tall man with a face full of flesh: "don't take pictures, otherwise, we will sue you for infringing the right of portrait!"
Ten darts, still no one failed.
Song Shiyan continued to extend his hand to the stall owner, with a smile on his face. The stall owner had to harden his head and hand over ten more darts.
Song Shiyan stood at the designated position and continued to throw darts. Not surprisingly, none of the ten darts failed. At this time, the stall owner had changed his face slightly, while the crowd burst into thunderous applause, and everyone looked at Song Shiyan with admiration. Even the bodyguard not far behind shiitake was surprised.
When the stall owner saw song Shiyan's sneer, he felt a chill in his body, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.
Song Shiyan leads the tiger and looks for the mushroom in the crowd. Finally, she saw the tall figures, and hurried over and asked, "where's the young master? Where is he now? "
The bodyguard pointed to one side and said respectfully to song Shiyan: "playing games."
Song Shiyan looked along the direction of the bodyguard's fingers, and his face suddenly turned pale.