Jun Jiuling - Chapter 88
[Chapter 87]
Many people found that the pitcher on the field was a woman.
Because of the previous grudge and the long interval, many people subconsciously saw it when they heard the sound of the slap.
A girl to be exact.
Although she was tall and slender, with a hood covering her face, she was clearly a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old.
Many people looked surprised.
This surprise is not because women are inferior to men.
In fact, women have nothing to do in the boudoir. They don’t have to spend a lot of time reading books like men.
It’s just that he rarely ends up in Jinyun Tower, not because of his public appearance, but because he is bet by the public.
Women’s families are always judged by money.
Of course, there are a lot of thick-skinned people in this world, either for fame or for profit. Men can do this and women can naturally.
“I don’t know how this girl’s skills are.”
“Since she dares to stand up and end, she must have some skills.”
“This year is also interesting. First, there are young people fighting spirit, and then girls end. It’s really spring in March, everyone is full of vigor. Vigorous.”
Hearing the comments of his companions, Ning Yunzhao just lowered his head with a smile and continued to make tea, never looking out the window.
Yes, it’s good that young people are full of vigor.
But it had nothing to do with him, and he didn’t care.
If it’s that girl.
Will it be so?
Ning Yunzhao took the small camellia ladle out of the cooking pot, and his hands moved smoothly.
………………………………..This
, shouldn’t be the one arranged by Lin Jin’er?
Not sure though,
Girls can stimulate Jun Zhen Zhen even more.
Ning Yunyan thought, looked up and saw that the window was blocked by several girls.
Was about to tell them to get out of the way.
A girl turned her head in horror.
“You guys, look, this person, this person seems to be Jun Zhen Zhen.” She stammered.
Jun Zhen Zhen?
Ning Yunyan was stunned.
No way?
Next door, Fang Jinxiu was knocking on the table impatiently and looking at the golden bracelet that rushed back.
“Miss San, where did the young lady go? Why didn’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? Did you call Yinbao away, Miss San?” Jin Chuan asked with a pale face.
Fang Jinxiu didn’t want to pay any more attention to this girl, she heard the sound of the slap and looked out.
She doesn’t really care who ends up, but the location of the room is excellent.
At a glance, he saw a woman standing in the field.
The woman was wearing a moon-white shirt, with a graceful figure and a cap on her head.
Although the hanging tulle covered her face, Fang Jinxiu recognized who she was at a glance.
“Oh my mother!” she blurted out.
“No?”
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No matter how many people were surprised, the well-informed Si She still had the same expression.
“Miss, where do you want to start?” he asked with a smile.
Miss Jun looked at Zhuya on the side.
“I haven’t watched much just now.” She said, “How do you play? Chinese system or new system?”
Si She laughed.
“We have no control here.” He said, “Miss, you can report whatever tricks you want to play, and everyone will consider the bet.”
Miss Jun reached out and picked up a bamboo arrow
, “I’m asking about the arrow or the pattern.” she said.
Si She was stunned.
“If the argument is one hundred and thirty-two, or forty, or twenty-four, if the argument is only done for the twelve arrows?” Miss Jun said seriously.
Si She was stunned.
It’s so strange to ask, do you still plan to play all the one hundred and thirty-two styles when talking about the style, little girl?
Miss Jun nodded.
“I just happen to know more about pitching,” she said. Although the veil covered her description, she still looked modest.
Know something, Si She doesn’t know what to say.
Little girl, do you know that there are many things that are different from knowing and being able to do it?
There are a lot of naive children who came today, and there was news just now that they were not very happy.
“There are no system restrictions.” Si She said gently, “until you miss you miss.”
“I’m so sorry,” said Miss Jun.
Sorry for what?
Are you embarrassed to keep winning?
Si She was speechless.
“What’s your first choice, miss?” He asked directly instead of continuing the child’s ignorant conversation.
“Then let’s start with the simplest one,” said Miss Jun.
“Note there is a beginning.” The
music stopped, and Si She sent the sound out.
“It’s a girl in the end, and since she ends, she can’t lose face.”
Ning Yunzhao heard what his companion said, and reported 22 taels of reasonable and reasonable bet. Obviously, most people think this way, and elegant things should be more cherished.
The sound of betting came one after another, sweeping away the calm atmosphere of Shicai, elegant and cheerful, until a voice sounded.
“The nineteen nobles bet one hundred taels.”
No way, here we go again.
The voice of the bet was a little stagnant for a moment, but there was laughter in the box on Ning Yunyan’s side.
There was still someone in Box 19, so it must be Lin Jin’er.
The girls present all laughed.
Ning Yunyan stood by the window and sneered at Jun Zhen Zhen who was standing in the field.
“It seems that I lost badly, and I have to play myself.” She said, “It’s better this way. With double compensation, you lose more and faster.”
Zuo Yanzhi bit her lower lip bitterly.
“One…” she said to the girl.
Ning Yunyan stopped her.
“No,” she said. “Twelve taels.”
Twelve taels?
The girls all looked at her in surprise.
“What can she lose in ten taels?” Zuo Yanzhi asked anxiously.
Ning Yunyan smiled.
“One tael is nothing to lose, ten taels, twenty taels are a lot.” She said, looking at Zuo Yanzhi, “Let’s keep the water flowing, don’t scare Jun Zhen Zhen and others, It’s boring if you don’t have to play.”
She waved at the girl, and the girl hurriedly went out to make a note to the outside waiter.
Sure enough, the number of bets was reported, and there was a pause outside, and bets came one after another.
In the end, it was the girls who were preferentially treated, and the bets were much higher than those of the lowest-ranking boys earlier.
“Good luck to Miss.” Si She said with a smile, indicating that Miss Jun can start.
“This time is different from that time.” Miss Jun said, correcting Si She seriously, “It’s not luck, it’s fair.”
That time?
which time?
Si She was puzzled and did not ask questions, because he saw that the young lady had grabbed all twelve bamboo arrows.
Generally, everyone only takes the second one after one throw. First, they have too many bamboo arrows in their hands to affect their throwing. Second, no one can guarantee that they will hit the ball with one shot. Even if they are confident, they are embarrassed to show it. , The elegant thing, too show off and lose the demeanor.
Still a little more assertive at a young age.
Si She sighed a little, stepped aside without saying a word, watched the young lady pick up a bamboo arrow, raised her hand and raised it gently.
There was a soft snap.
The bamboo arrow fell into the iron pot, and after swaying it twice, it remained steady.
“Middle!” Si She said loudly with a smile, raising his hand to touch his palm.
There was applause all around, but at this moment, Miss Jun once again pinched a bamboo arrow and raised her hand.
There was a soft snap.
babble?
Haven’t placed a bet yet.
Si She was stunned for a moment, but before he recovered, Miss Jun’s hands had been raised one after another.
Snapped.
Snapped.
Snapped.
It sounded one after another, like a broken silver bottle, like a pearl falling off a jade plate.
In fact, the sound of the bamboo arrows falling into the iron pot was not that loud, but as her bamboo arrows were thrown one by one, the music in the hall seemed to disappear.
“What’s going on? Why hasn’t it been reported yet? Is it just one game?” People in the box who didn’t care at all asked casually.
This thing is indeed a bit strange, the person near the window can see it, and the girl’s empty hand is in sight.
This is not surprising, the hand is naturally empty when it is thrown.
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Everyone’s eyes subconsciously turned to the iron kettle.
This slender iron pot with a diameter of three inches is not only a bamboo arrow.
“There is a junior… there is a junior high school…” someone blurted out.
“No, there is a Chuquan pot.” Someone said.
Looking at the iron pot full of twelve bamboo arrows.
It turned out to be a full pot of junior high school.
Is this what she said from the simple beginning?
This is easy for her, so what’s the difficulty?
Si She looked at the girl standing in the field and thought that the girl might really know more about throwing pots.
At least this mountain gate is well lit.
(To be continued.)
[End of this Chapter]
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