Feng Heming

Chapter 113 Luck Luck
Jiang Bojin danced and danced, the excitement on his face was beyond words, and everyone present could feel his excitement.

That's right, I missed the first four arrows, and I thought I couldn't make it to the second round, but I hit the last arrow, which is really something to be happy about.

Jiang Yuanxi also tore off the strip of cloth in surprise, looked at the pot that had been hit by the arrow in disbelief, bounced back to Jiang Bojin's side, raised his head, and said tremblingly: "Brother, I'm good."

Jiang Bojin nodded again and again, "Very powerful, our Wu Niang is the most powerful."

Jiang Yuanxi raised his chin like a proud peacock, "That's right, Wu Niang is the most powerful."

The others looked at the compliments of the two brothers and sisters amusedly, they were really kids, they were so happy to get hit with an arrow, they didn’t know it was just luck, if they were really good at their hands, they should be like Jiang Heyu, the first arrow hit Right.

The gentlemen who entered the second round just glanced at Jiang Yuanxi with a smile, and still focused on Jiang Heyu, who is the formidable opponent!

The rules of the second round are a little more difficult.

From one foot away from the pot to one and a half feet, from five arrows per person to three arrows, and you have to hit two out of three before you can enter the final round.

This level has caused many people to fail.

Jiang Heyu still hit the two arrows with ease, simply and neatly. After casting, he didn't look at other people, and retreated to the side with his chest folded, looking lonely and lonely.

This look is really too embarrassing to see.

It's a pity that the skills are not as good as others, and others can only swallow the anger in their hearts.

The last one is Jiang Yuanxi again.

When she came on stage, she was obviously a little nervous. When she took the first shot, she weighed it for a long time, but unfortunately she missed.

Hearing the sigh next to her, maybe she knew that she would not be able to make it to the final round, so she bit her lip and threw both arrows at the same time!

"what"

"It actually hit?"

"Hahaha. Wu Niang, you've won!"

Jiang Bojin's laughter still hesitated for a while, guessing that even he himself didn't have much hope for his sister.

Jiang Yuanxi didn't groan this time. After removing the cloth strip, he waved his hands with a look of shame on his face, "Luck, this is luck."

Maybe it was because she was very modest and didn't take credit for it, and those who lost also congratulated her one after another.

Generally speaking, only three people entered the final round.

One is Jiang Heyu, one is Jiang Yuanxi, and the other is Fang surnamed Lang Jun.

"Since it's the last round, shall we change the rules again?"

The one who lost in the first game, Lang Jun made a proposal, which was most affirmed.

Even the man surnamed Fang who entered the third round agreed, without him, the harder the better, the best is that no one can win, so the prize will go back to each of them.

"Everyone agrees. From my point of view, the third round will be decided with one shot. It's three feet away from the mouth of the pot. What do you think?"

From one and a half feet to three feet, the distance is not a little bit more, and there is only one shot. It's not archery, it's arrow throwing. The strength and distance are very challenging. Even if you are blindfolded, the beans can't pop out. This is clearly making things difficult for Jiang Heyu.

If it wasn't too bad, this group of people wanted to put the pot five feet away.

I let you vote to see if you can hit it!

Such a difficult rule, among the three people who entered the final round, Mr. Fang was the first to raise his hand in favor. Anyway, he knows his own business, and he can't win by himself. It's good to make Jiang Heyu sick.

Jiang Yuanxi looked at everyone's expressions and quietly agreed.

When Jiang Heyu saw this, it would be all right if he didn't agree, so he simply didn't say a word.

The last round soon began, and Mr. Fang surnamed Lang Jun was the first to vote. After he voted, he tore off the cloth strip and left the stage regretfully shaking his head.

As soon as Jiang Heyu moved his feet, he wanted to be the second one, but Jiang Yuanxi snatched him first, "Cousin Jiang, let Wu Niang come first, Wu Niang thinks maybe Shicai's luck is still there, and maybe Wu Niang can win."

Jiang Heyu looked at her indifferently, and what responded to him was a smiling face, which was exactly the same as the smile that drove him out mercilessly when he was smiling at the farm.

This reminded Jiang Heyu of some bad things.

The lines on his face became more serious.

He looked at the pot three feet away, but he himself was not sure that he could hit it. If it was archery, he could still be full of confidence. Throwing arrows and archery are two different things. Full grasp.

Since Jiang Wuniang wants to be second, he can take the opportunity to adjust himself.

Jiang Heyu didn't say a word, didn't respond to Jiang Yuanxi, turned around and walked back, which meant that Jiang Yuanxi came up second.

Jiang Yuanxi was ignored by Jiang Heyu in public, and he was not angry. He came to stand outside the red silk scarf, covered with cloth strips, waited a while, and threw the arrow in his hand.

"It actually hit?"

Seeing the arrow stuck in the pot, everyone looked at Jiang Yuanxi in surprise. This little lady actually hit it?

"Oh, luck, what luck. Fortunately, I voted earlier, and the luck just now is still there."

Jiang Yuanxi patted his chest, his face full of joy.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Is this due to luck?
Jiang Heyu also pursed his lips. It's okay if Jiang Yuanxi misses, but after he wins, he will be the last one to play, and the pressure will be great.

"Cousin Jiang, we believe you can do it!" Jiang Bojin shouted.

But this encouragement did not make Jiang Heyu more confident, but felt more irritable.

When Jiang and Yumeng shot an arrow, before he took off the cloth strip, several voices came from beside him.

"What Jiang Lang said is true. There is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. As a human being, one cannot be complacent. After all, one does not know when one will lose to an unknown person."

"Hey, I don't agree with what you said. What kind of unknown person, the one who won is the little lady of the Jiang family. How can she be regarded as an unknown person?"

"That's right, look at my memory, this is the young lady of the Jiang family, of course she is not an unknown person."

The word "little lady" is very heavy, and after listening to these people's words, it is impossible to see that they are using the previous words to run on Jiang Heyu.

Are you not very proud?
Don't you want to step on everyone to show off?

This is all right, I was so full of big talk, but I lost to a little lady in the end.

They have already decided to tell others about this pot throwing competition, Jiang Heyu lost to a woman, it is really shameful.

"It's all luck, it's all luck." Jiang Yuanxi waved his hands shyly and smiled, with a hint of embarrassment.

"Haha. If you win, you win. We are not people who can't afford to lose. Luck is also a part of strength. Come on, Mrs. Jiang Wu, this is your prize."

Fang surnamed Lang Jun laughed loudly, and took the lead in giving Jiang Yuanxi his lottery, and the others did the same.

For them, losing to Jiang Wuniang is more acceptable than losing to Jiang Heyu.

The lottery was given to Jiang Yuanxi, and the others left together. Anyway, this is an elegant banquet, and there are fun things everywhere, and they didn't bother to look at Jiang Heyu's face.

(End of this chapter)