"What did Uncle play when he was a child?"

"Me?" Qixingyun was looking at the ground and was suddenly asked. He thought with a frozen eyebrow and said calmly, "... I haven't played much."

Not even.

Qixingyun had a distinctive but extremely independent childhood.

Chi Ziyu was afraid to recall his unhappy memories, so he quickly changed the topic and said, "everyone watch. I'll play the tenth level right away."

So everyone's eyes turned one after another.

The of the five stones is also from simple to difficult. Chi Ziyu plays very smoothly and never misses, which makes a group of little girls exclaim more and more.

People nearby heard it, and some people had come to join the fun.

"What are you little girls doing together? Stay outside and don't be afraid of cold panic." An aunt asked. When she saw Chi Ziyu, she asked, "little fish, why did you follow these children to play together?"

"I'm teaching them to pick up children."

"I've played this thing before. I've played with seven stones. I haven't touched them for many years."

Chi Ziyu's words immediately aroused the aunt's interest, and she stood aside curiously.

People who don't know from a distance thought something had happened here. A bunch of adults and children were chirping here.

After the tenth level, it became more and more difficult, but Chi Ziyu controlled the strength very well.

As a result, her superb skill in picking up children attracted bursts of cheers from the crowd. Many people came to see the excitement and refused to leave.

Chizi fish became the center of the crowd.

Perhaps these adults have not been exposed to children's games for too long. Suddenly, they recall that they are more and more excited.

Chi Ziyu played smoothly to the 30th level.

The 30th level is the most difficult of the eight stones.

She endured a slight hand acid. After changing complex patterns, she successfully grabbed eight stones with the back of her hand.

Eight stones were firmly on the back of the hand.

"Wow!"

"How awesome! It really hit eight stones."

"It looks so hard."

"Just get familiar with it." Chi Ziyu smiled modestly, put down the stone, twisted his wrist and moved ten fingers.

Acid... Still hurts

This is a hard stone, not a small sandbag. It really hurts to catch it for a long time.

"Keep playing. I'll go home first." Chi Ziyu stood up and said, "when I have time to teach you to play."

"Wow, wow!" The little girls clapped their hands excitedly.

If they can learn the skill of Chi Ziyu's eight stones, they will surely win in the future.

"Let's go." Chi Ziyu looked at the qixingyun Road opposite.

Unlike the excitement on everyone's faces, qixingyun looked solemn and frowned slightly.

He's looking at her, too.

Chi Ziyu was stunned.

Qixingyun pursed her lips, grabbed her wrist, looked at her eyes, and walked out of the crowd. "If your hands are red like this, you have to show off."

Chi Ziyu was relieved. He thought he was unhappy. It was because of this.

"They all like to watch me play. I certainly can't let them down, and I used to do this often. I'll be fine the next day."

"That was before. You are my man now. I don't want you to be hurt. Don't make trouble like a child in the future." I knew I wouldn't let her play for so long.

"All right."

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