Chapter 80

The subscription is less than 60%, which shows that Liu Jin is extremely confident in the pot throwing game. He may not be good at "writing articles" or even at the end, but he is good at everything for eating, drinking and having fun.

Li Qingyan is regarded as a "relegated Fairy" by Huaichun girls. Where will he get involved in these fun games?

At least, Liu Jin hasn't heard that Li Qingyan has played "throwing pot" in public. His literary style probably doesn't want to buckle the hat of "playing with things and losing ambition".

Liu Jin gave a cold hum in his heart. Today, let Li Qingyan, a little white face, plant a big somersault on the "plaything" he usually doesn't see!

Thinking like this, Liu Jin took the lead in taking an arrow from the servant's hand, stood up, and raised his chin slightly to the smiling Li Qingyan.

Hum, you won't take the lead.

Liu Jin was holding a white feather wooden arrow in his hand and standing about ten steps away from the throwing pot. It was about three meters in modern times. If he didn't look too arrogant and annoying, his face would be pleasing.

Then, he waved forward casually, the white feather wood arrow crossed a beautiful arc in the air, and the heads of the onlookers also looked from left to right.

The crisp crash of "jingle" proved that the white feather wooden arrow landed steadily in the wine pot.

Then came the exclamation and applause of the children of the aristocratic family.

Liu Jin took the lead.

Although I knew Liu Jin was very good at "throwing pots", what I saw with my own eyes was another kind of praise.

Next, it's Li Qingyan's turn.

At this time, everyone present focused on Li Qingyan.

Those present, whether familiar or unfamiliar with Li Qingyan, have never seen Li Qingyan play any fun games, let alone throw pots.

Compared with Liu Jin, the "pot throwing expert" they have long known, how Li Qingyan will achieve is obviously more interesting to them.

Even Jin Xiangjun, who was watching, couldn't help sweating for Li Qingyan.

Qing Yan is also addicted to poetry and books at home and plays with his brothers from different generations.

How should he... Deal with it?

But Li Qingyan himself, as if he didn't know what others were thinking, was a calm attitude.

It seemed that whatever was about to happen had nothing to do with her.

Seeing this appearance of Li Qingyan, Liu Jin was even more unhappy.

At this meeting, Li Qingyan had already walked to the position where he had just stood with a white feather wooden arrow.

Just holding an arrow is a layman.

Liu Jinxin sneers more. When you really make a fool of yourself later, let's see how you can pretend to be calm!

While Li Qingyan took the arrow and seemed to be thinking about something. A different color flashed between his eyebrows.

The silk color was seen by Bai Jingshu, and his heart was slightly tight.

Li Qingyan didn't think for a long time. She clamped the shaft of the white feather wood arrow with her index finger and middle finger, and was ready to throw it at the mouth of the pot.

Of course, this move caused the sneer of "pot throwing expert" Liu Jin and the complicated eyes of the children of the aristocratic family.

Does he really think he is a character?

Or do you know you have to lose, so you have to lose beautifully?

No wonder Liu Jin scoffed. The arrow shaft made in the Dayan Dynasty is thicker than that in the previous dynasty. Normally, the thumb holds one side of the arrow, and the remaining four fingers hold the other side, so as to ensure sufficient strength and hit the mouth of the pot.

Now Li Qingyan only uses the strength of his index finger and middle finger to throw arrows. Although he has elegant posture and elegant movements, his strength is not enough.

This idea is not only Liu Jinyou, but also the children of most aristocratic families present.

Looking at Li Qingyan's thin body, even if he uses the normal posture, he may not hit, not to mention using only two fingers. Wouldn't it be more humiliating if he fell down halfway?

But when Liu Jin and others were waiting to see Li Qingyan's joke——

Jingle!

It was another crisp "jingle", but it changed everyone's face.

Especially Liu Jin.

He would look at the two white feather wooden arrows falling steadily into the pot, and then look at his face calmly, as if Li Qingyan had predicted long ago.

The expression on his face was completely unbelievable.

He inquired about it clearly and carefully. Li Qingyan is not good at playing.

How could this happen?!

Not make a fool of yourself, but make a fool of yourself?!

***

This is unbelievable. It lasted until both sides put in ten white feather wooden arrows. After a draw, Liu Jin didn't slow down.

Not only Liu Jin, but also many young people of the aristocratic family around him were shocked. Their thin lips were so open that they could plug eggs.

No one expected that Li Qingyan had hidden his hand in secret.

He is not only knowledgeable, but also an expert in throwing pots!

In modern terms, it's like you're shocked to suddenly find out whether a student bully is a professional E-sports player.

And everyone is not a fool. Li Qingyan can draw with Liu Jin with all five fingers with the strength of two fingers. It's clear at a glance.

Li Qingyan was not surprised by his honor or disgrace. He didn't think how surprising it was to tie with Liu Jin. His face was still indifferent and told Liu Jin the same way.

"Is it better than?"

The more indifferent Li Qingyan was, the more sarcastic he was in Liu Jin's eyes. The eyes of the children of the aristocratic family around him also embarrassed him.

If you lose in talent and learning, you will lose.

But this is in the "throwing pot" that Liu Jin is best at. The tie is already an insult to him. In particular, the tie feels that Li Qingyan let him.

Liu Jin couldn't swallow it.

Liu Jin tightened his hand and looked at Li Qingyan with a trace of hostility.

"Compare! How not! It's just accurate. You can't beat me in pot throwing skills!"

"However, I want to change a comparison method!"

Liu Jin said angrily, but he looked more and more interested in Li Qingyan.

Li Qingyan: Oh?

"Since he likes you, I will like you too. We will be friends in the future."

……

"Ah Yan, my father asked me to practice calligraphy again. Did you write it for me?"

"Don't write too well, my father will find out."

An invisible figure took a folding fan and gently knocked on the speaker's head.

"Do your own thing. Don't always bother ah Yan."

……

"Yan, who have you been bullied by today? Disheartened?"

"Tell him his name and I'll avenge you."

The invisible figure smiled again.

"Ah Fei finally said something this time."

……

Miscellaneous memories suddenly poured into Li Qingyan's mind about her and Ji Fei.

Li Qingyan didn't expect that he unlocked his original memory in this way——

Touch.

In my memory, arrogant and arrogant children who first met will more and more cover up their real emotions with carelessness over time.

The attitude towards Li Qingyan has gradually improved a lot.

But Li Qingyan's memory clearly told her that even if his attitude was much better, Ji Fei only got along with her in the face of "him".

But

"He", who is it?

Li Qingyan closed his eyes and looked back carefully, but found that the memory in his mind seemed to be covered with a layer of mist and could not see clearly.

Ji Fei behind him didn't know what Li Qingyan had experienced in this short moment. He just felt that Li Qingyan's body seemed to be stiff in front of him.

However, he looked at the delicate hands wrapped in his palm and felt a strange scratch in his heart.

Ah Yan, why are your hands more delicate than your little sister's?

But this idea was just a flash in a hurry and was soon replaced by something Ji Fei had been thinking about for several days.

He pulled Li Qingyan over and made him turn around to face him, but Ji Fei, who had been practicing martial arts since childhood, was a little strong, and immediately pulled Li Qingyan, who was standing with his back to him, down on the soft collapse.

Fortunately, it was soft collapse. Li Qingyan's ass didn't suffer much, but there was still a trace of unhappiness between his eyebrows and eyes.

Ji Fei looked very delicate and rude.

Ji Fei, who has always regarded Li Qingyan as a man, didn't pay attention to this little detail. He may feel this pain in his eyes. For a big man, he can't say anything at all.

However, this also confirms Li Qingyan's idea from the side.

She had already pulled out her hand and escaped from Jifei's imprisonment.

Carefully move the sleeve to the hip bone and gently rub it open.

He looked at Ji Fei, who was not sorry or aware of anything wrong.

The mood can't help being a little complicated.

Ji Fei did not regard "Li Qingyan" as a friend.

However, in the face of "he", he allowed "Li Qingyan" to appear around him.

Thinking of the self-defined relationship with Ji Fei in his original memory as "friend", now it seems that he is ironic.

Although I don't know whether the original body really doesn't understand or pretends not to understand, considering the identity of the original body, I'm just a third-class prince from the third grade, and I'm sure I won't offend the youngest son of the Zhenguo general who is the second grade.

And now Li Qingyan doesn't offend Ji Fei too much, but for different reasons.

Because Jifei is one of the suspects who killed her. What if we make friends and accelerate our own death?

Therefore, Li Qingyan had to smooth out the unhappiness in her heart, comfort herself and try to regard Ji Fei as the group of fart bear children in the kindergarten of her previous life.

She is an adult, but she can't see things like bear children.

Thinking of this, Li Qingyan had a whole look in his eyes, and his cold eyebrows and eyes showed a trace of love.