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Many people found out that the pitcher in the field was a woman.
Because of the previous fighting spirit and the long interval, many people subconsciously saw the sound of the reels when they heard the sound of the reels.
Girls, to be exact.
Although she was tall and wore a hood on her head to cover her face, she was obviously a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl.
Many people looked surprised.
This surprise is not because I think women are inferior to men.
In fact, the women have nothing to do in the boudoir, and do not occupy a lot of time like men, and play such as throwing pots is more skillful.
It's just that he rarely ends up in Jinyun Tower, not because he shows up in public, but because he is bet on by people in public.
A woman's home is always unsightly when it is judged by money.
Of course, there are many thick-skinned people in this world, either for fame or profit, and men can be like this, and women can naturally do it.
"I don't know how good this girl is."
"Since you dare to stand up and end up, you must have some ability."
"This year is also interesting, first there are young people who are vindictive, and then there are girls, it is really March spring, everyone is full of vitality."
Hearing the discussion of his companions, Ning Yunzhao just smiled and lowered his head and continued to cook tea, never looking out the window.
Yes, it's good that young people are vibrant, 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 out the small camellia ladle in the cooked, and the movements in his hands were smooth.
This shouldn't be someone arranged by Lin Jin'er But maybe, girls can stimulate Jun Zhenzhen more.
Ning Yunyan thought about it, looked up, the window was blocked by several girls, and was about to shout for them to get out of the way, when a girl turned around in horror.
"You, look, this person, this person seems to be Jun Zhenzhen."
She stammered.
Jun Zhenzhen Ning Yunyan was stunned.
No way And next door, Fang Jinxiu was impatiently knocking on the table to look at Jin Chuan who rushed back.
"Third Miss, where is the young grandmother, 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 casually.
"What about Yinbao, Third Miss, did you call Yinbao away," Jin Chuan asked with a white face.
Fang Jinxiu didn't want to pay attention to this girl anymore, and when she heard the sound of the reed, she took advantage of the situation to look out.
She didn't really care who was going to end up, but the location of the room was excellent, and she could see the woman standing in the field at a glance.
The woman was dressed in a moon-white robe, with a graceful figure and a hood on her head.
Although the hanging tulle covered her face, Fang Jinxiu still recognized who she was at a glance.
"Oh my mother," she blurted out, "no."
No matter how many people were surprised, the well-informed Si Shot's expression was still the same.
"Miss, where do you want to start," he asked with a smile.
Miss Jun looked at the bamboo arrows on the side.
"I don't see much."
She said, "How do you play the Chinese system or the new system?"
Si Jie smiled.
"We're uncontrolled here."
He said, "Miss, whatever trick you want to bet, just report it, and everyone will consider the bet." ” Miss Jun reached out and picked up a bamboo arrow "Am I asking about the arrow or the style."
She said.
Si was stunned.
"If it's one hundred and thirty-two, or forty, or twenty-four, and if it's just twelve arrows," Miss Jun said seriously.
Si was stunned.
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It's so strange to ask, do you still plan to play all the 132 styles, little girl?
Miss Jun nodded.
"I just know a little bit more about pitching."
She said, though the veil obscured the description, but she looked modest.
I know a little, but I don't know what to say.
Little girl, do you know that there are many things that know and can do two different things?
There are a lot of ignorant children who came today, and there is news that the top is not very happy.
"There are no format restrictions."
Si Shu said gently, "Until you miss, Miss." ” "I'm sorry about that."
Miss Jun said.
Sorry what embarrassed to keep winning money Si Zhu was speechless.
"What is the first step to choose, Miss," he asked, no longer continuing the child's ignorant conversation.
"Let's start with the simplest of things."
Miss Jun said.
"Note that there is a beginning."
The music stopped, and the shot sent the sound out.
"In the end, it's a girl, since she is over, she can't lose face."
Ning Yunzhao heard his companion say, and reported twenty taels of reasonable and reasonable money, it is obvious that most people think so, and elegant things should be more pitiful.
The sound of betting came and went, sweeping away the deserted atmosphere of the right talent elegant and cheerful, until a voice sounded.
"A nineteenth nobleman bet a hundred taels."
No, here we go again.
The sound of betting was a little frozen for a moment, and there was laughter in the box on Ning Yunyan's side.
There are still people in the nineteenth box, it must be Lin Jin'er.
The girls in the room burst into laughter.
Ning Yunyan stood by the window and looked at Jun Zhenzhen standing in the middle of the field, and sneered.
"It seems that I lost badly, and I am going to play in person."
She said, "It's better this way, double payback, lose more and faster." ” Zuo Yanzhi bit her lower lip hatefully.
"One," she said to the girl.
Ning Yunyan stopped her.
"Nope."
She said, "Ten taels." ” Ten taels The girls all looked at her with surprised expressions.
"What can she lose in ten taels," Zuo Yanzhi said hurriedly.
Ning Yunyan smiled.
"One ten taels can't lose anything, ten ten taels, twenty ten taels is a lot."
She said, looking at Zuo Yanzhi, "Let's go through the water, don't scare Jun Zhenzhen and the others, it's boring if you don't have to play." ” She waved her hand at the girl, and the girl hurriedly walked out to report to the waiter who was waiting outside.
Sure enough, this bet was reported, and there was a pause outside, and bets came one after another.
In the end, girls are treated preferentially, and there are many more bets than the previous sons who reported the lowest level.
"Good luck to Miss."
Si Shu said with a smile, signaling for Miss Jun to start.
"This time is different."
Miss Jun said, seriously correcting the shot, "It's not luck, it's fairness." ” Which time Si Ji was puzzled, and didn't ask, because he saw that this young lady actually grabbed all twelve bamboo arrows.
Generally, everyone comes to take the second one after throwing, one is holding too many bamboo arrows in his hand to affect the throwing, and the other is not good for anyone to guarantee that he will be hit even if he is confident, he is embarrassed to show it.
It's still a little more flamboyant at a young age.
Si Jie sighed a little, stepped aside without speaking, and watched the young lady pick up a bamboo arrow, raise her hand and raise it gently.
There was a soft snap.
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The bamboo arrow fell into the iron kettle, swayed twice and held still.
"Middle" Si shot with a smile and raised his hand to stroke his palm.
There was also applause all around, but at this moment, Miss Jun picked up a bamboo arrow again and raised her hand.
There was a soft snap.
I haven't bet on the next game yet.
Si Shu was slightly stunned, and before he could come back to his senses, Miss Jun's hands had been raised one after another.
Syllable.
Syllable.
Syllable.
One after another, it sounded one after another, like a silver bottle bursting, like a pearl falling on a jade plate.
In fact, the sound of the bamboo arrows falling into the iron kettle was not so loud, but as her bamboo arrows were thrown out one by one, the music in the hall seemed to disappear.
"What's going on, why didn't it stop before it was reported?"
asked the people in the box who didn't care casually.
It was a strange thing, and the people who approached the window saw that the girl was empty.
It's not surprising that if you throw it, your hand will be empty.
Everyone's eyes subconsciously turned to the iron kettle.
There is not only one bamboo arrow in this slender iron kettle with a diameter of three inches.
"There is a beginning and a junior high school," someone blurted out.
"No, it's a full pot."
Someone said.
Looking at the iron kettle full of twelve bamboo arrows.
It turned out to be a full pot in the middle of the first company.
That's what she said, starting with a simple beginning It's easy for her, but what will be hard Si Jie looked at the girl standing in the field, and felt that this girl might really know more about pitching pots.
At least the mountain gate is well lit
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