The mouth of the pot is so big, and if the arrow is not taken, someone will first throw it in, and then throw it later, it will be more difficult.

Yang Qingrou was deliberately rushing in front of her. They often play this kind of pot throwing game, and they have some accuracy in their hands. However, since Xin Luo has never played it, let her make a fool of herself today.

With this kind of thought, Yang Qingrou had already thought about it for a while. If she was the one who invested the most, she would find any way to make Luo Qing unable to get up.

Su Qianyi smiled and said to Luo Qing, "Are you going to be the first or I?"

Whoever comes first will have a better advantage.

Luo Qingxin said, "I'm not very familiar with this technique yet. You can first make a try and I'll learn it!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at it with a little contempt. Can you hit it by learning it? It's so funny. This throwing pot talks about skills, feel, eye and hand coordination. A person who has never played before has three arrows inserted into the pot and doesn't know how to take the opportunity, and she will be punished later.

Even if the punishment is only a talent show, a person will never be omnipotent. What if the punishment is her shortcomings?

But they thought again that the place at the mouth of the pot was so big, and the three arrows inside occupied half of the space. No matter one more arrow or one less arrow, it was difficult to hit. Xin Luo deliberately landed at the end. Even if he did not hit, it could be said that because she was the last move and the gap was limited?

But looking at her indifferent look and her open and honest look, she seemed not such a scheming person.

Su Qianyi smiled and said, "Since Miss Xin San promised me, I'm going to take the lead first." As she said that, she raised her slender hand slightly, glanced, and moved her hand, and the arrow took action over more than ten steps.

The arrows were accurately towards the mouth of the pot, and with a squeak, it sank into the pot, but it caused the other arrows to shift, making the already small mouth of the pot seem to be blocked by four arrows. The arrows were spiraled at the mouth of the pot. If they were thrown again, they would have poor eyesight and poor aiming, and their strength would be bounced away by the previous arrows.

When everyone saw the situation at the pot mouth, they looked at Luo Qingxin with a strange look.

The pot I specially chose such a small mouth was played by four people. The four arrows seemed loose and had gaps, but in fact there were not many gaps. Now the arrows naturally formed such a shape, and Luo Qingxin was sure to lose.

Seeing the changes in the arrow he threw, Su Qianyi couldn't help but frown, and turned to Luo Qingxin and said, "Miss Xin San, why don't you play again in the third round? This pot is full of mouth and can only squeeze in five arrows. Now four arrows are occupied, so it's hard to hit it again."

Yang Qingrou sneered: "Even if you give her an empty pot, you may not be able to win, right? Miss Su, although you and Xin Luo are friends, since it is a game, there must be rules, and you cannot favor it so obviously!"

Since I said that I would participate, quitting halfway is cheating.

Although Yang Qingrou deliberately wanted to see Luo Qingxin's jokes and came in like a line-up, she also took some reason.

Su Qianyi frowned and said, "Miss Yang, please forgive me if you want to forgive me!"

Luo Qingxin smiled and said, "It's nothing to be forgiven. It's just a game. At worst, you can be punished if you lose. Please give me a smile. Miss Yang wants to laugh at me. I can't help but give this opportunity."
Chapter completed!