After Dressing as a Male Cross-dresser

Although there was no master presided over, the subordinates of the county palace were also transparent. Li Qingyan and Liu Jin expressed their opinions. Before they had ordered them, the subordinates of the Nan'an county palace prepared the things they wanted to compete. All right.

A bronze flagon with a tiger-shaped pattern on the chassis and dozens of wooden arrows.

This is the popular entertainment game among the children of the family nowadays, throwing pots and arrows.

The "pot game" evolved into the Great Yan Dynasty, and the rules have been simplified a lot.

Several people stand at a certain distance and throw arrows at the bronze flask one by one, and the one who hits more is the winner.

Liu Jin is extremely confident in the game of pot-throwing. He may not be very good at "making a fuss", and may even rank at the bottom, but he is good at eating, drinking and having fun.

And Li Qingyan is a character who is regarded as a "devilish immortal" by the maidens who are pregnant. Where can these fun games come in?

At least, Liu Jin has never heard that Li Qingyan has played "Throwing Pot" in public. He has a tattoo, and he probably doesn't want to put on the hat of "funny".

Liu Jin snorted in his heart, and today let Li Qingyan's little white face plant a big somersault on the "plaything" he usually doesn't look up to!

Thinking like this, Liu Jin took the lead in taking an arrow from his subordinates, stood up, and raised his chin slightly at Li Qingyan, who was smiling slightly.

Humph, you won't be able to win this prize.

At this moment, Liu Jin is holding a white feather wooden arrow in his hand, standing at a distance of about ten steps from the pitching pot. Converted to modern times, it is about three meters. , That look should also be pleasing.

Then, he swiped forward seemingly casually, and the white feather wooden arrow drew a beautiful arc in the air, and the heads of the people around the audience also looked from left to right.

The crisp sound of "Ding Dong" proved that the white feather wood arrow landed steadily in the hip flask.

What followed was the exclamation and applause of the aristocratic children.

At this point, Liu Jin picked him up.

Although I have known that Liu Jin is very good at "throwing pots", what I have seen with my own eyes is another admiration.

And the next one is Li Qingyan's turn.

At this time, everyone present focused on Li Qingyan.

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

Compared with Liu Jin, the "pottering master" they have long known, what Li Qingyan will achieve is obviously more interesting to them.

Even Jin Xiangjun, who was on the sidelines, couldn't help but squeeze a cold sweat for Li Qingyan.

Qingyan, at home, is also addicted to poetry and books, having fun with his brothers from different generations.

How should he respond?

But Li Qingyan herself, if she doesn't know the speculations of others, she has a calm posture.

It seemed that what was about to happen had nothing to do with her regardless of the outcome.

Seeing this look of Li Qingyan, Liu Jin was even more upset.

This meeting saw Li Qingyan already holding the white feather wooden arrow and walked to the position he just stood.

Just holding the arrow posture is a layman.

Liu Jin laughed more vigorously in his heart, wait for a while when you really make a fool of yourself, and see how you can pretend to be calm!

But Li Qingyan was holding an arrow, as if thinking about something, a strange color flashed between her eyebrows.

Bai Jingshu saw this strange color in his eyes, and his heart tightened again.

Li Qingyan didn't think for too long. She clamped the shaft of the white feather wooden arrow with her index and middle fingers, and was about to throw it towards the mouth of the pot.

Of course, this move aroused the sneer of Liu Jin, the "pot-throwing master", and the complex eyes of the children of the family on the side.

Does Li Qingyan really treat him as a person?

Or do you know that you must lose, so you must lose gracefully?

No wonder Liu Jin sneered. Dayanchao’s arrow shaft was thicker than the previous one. Normal throwing arrows are all with the thumb on one side, and the remaining four fingers on the other side to ensure that they are strong enough to hit the mouth of the pot. .

But now Li Qingyan only uses the strength of her index finger and **** to throw arrows. Although her posture is elegant and her movements are elegant, she does not have enough strength in the end.

Not only Liu Jin had this idea, but most of the children of the family in the room thought so.

Looking at Li Qingyan's thin body, even if he uses a normal posture, he doesn't necessarily make a shot. What's more, he only used two fingers, and if he fell down after half a while, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing?

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

"Ding Dong"!

There was another crisp "ding bell", but everyone present changed their faces.

Especially Liu Jin.

He would look at the two white feather wooden arrows that fall steadily into the pot, and then look at his face calm, as if he had foreseen Li Qingyan.

The expression on his face is totally unbelievable.

He has inquired in detail, Li Qingyan is not good at having fun.

How could it be so? !

It's not a fool, but it's a brilliant? !

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This was unbelievable, and it continued until both sides put in ten white feather wooden arrows, and after a tie, Liu Jin didn't slow down.

Not only Liu Jin, but also the many shallow-minded aristocratic children around him, their shocked expressions showed on their faces, and their thin lips were so open that they could lay eggs.

No one thought that Li Qingyan even hid a hand secretly.

Not only is knowledgeable, he is also a master at pitching pots!

In modern terms, it's as if you suddenly discover that a schoolmaster or a professional e-sports player is shocked.

And everyone is not a fool. Li Qingyan can draw a tie with Liu Jin on the five fingers with the strength of only two fingers. It is clear at a glance which one wins and which one loses.

Li Qingyan was not surprised by the honor or disgrace. She didn't feel how surprising it was to draw a tie with Liu Jin. The expression on her face was still indifferent, and she talked with Liu Jin.

"Is it better?"

The more indifferent Li Qingyan was, the more mocking he was in Liu Jin's eyes, and the gazes of the family's children around him embarrassed him.

If you are talented, you will lose if you lose.

But this is Liu Jin's best "pot throwing", and a tie is already an insult to him, especially this tie, it feels like Li Qing has let it go.

Liu Jin couldn't swallow this breath.

Liu Jin clenched his hands and looked at Li Qingyan with a hint of hostility.

"Compared! How not! It's just a precise shot. In terms of pot pitching skills, you never want to beat me!"

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

Liu Jin said fiercely, but met Li Qingyan's increasingly interested eyes.

Li Qingyan: Oh?