Chapter 31 This Fragment, Little Brother Willing to Give Up)
Chapter 31
They really didn't expect that Yang Qian just felt that it was not worth spending two hundred yuan for that thing, so he might as well give it to Zheng. However, Yang Qian's method of giving it was a bit beyond everyone's expectations...
Yang Qian and Zheng Yuanxun each stood in front of the throwing pot with ten feather arrows, while Hu Wei, the master, acted as the referee. At this moment, Yang Qian suddenly raised his arm.
"Wait a minute, if both of us hit the target with all ten arrows, how do we determine the winner?"
Looking at Yang Qian with a very serious expression, Hu Wei's mouth was a little crooked. I said, brother, are you serious?
As for your pot-throwing skills, which are similar to those of my brother and me, it would be a miracle if you could hit five out of ten, but you still hit all ten, haha, are you kidding me?
But seeing everyone's eyes turned towards him, Hu Wei gritted his teeth. "If all ten arrows hit, how about another round until you decide the winner?"
"How?" Yang Qian's eyes fell on Zheng Yuanxun. Zheng Yuanxun looked at the other person's calm and calm look, and he really couldn't understand the depth of this young man.
"Since my dear brother has said so, Zheng naturally has no objection, please..." Zheng Yuanxun motioned to Yang Qian to come first.
"Brother Zheng is older than Yang, so Brother Zheng should invite me first." Yang Qian quickly shook his head, how could he use the system to cheat if he was the first?
Zheng Yuanxun, who was murmuring a little in his heart, also shook his head rapidly. "No, no, no, elders should be humble, so my dear brother, it's best for you first..."
"How can this be done? The right thing is to order the young and old..."
All the guests and friends present were stunned and stared blankly at the two guys, each holding ten feather arrows, standing in front of the throwing pot and chattering.
As the referee, Hu Wei was also confused. What were these two guys doing?
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Seeing that this stalemate was not going to happen, Hu Wei, the host, became anxious. "I really admire you. Stop fighting. Come here, bring one black and white chess piece each."
"You two guess that black is the first chess piece in my hand. You have no objection now? Well, it's useless to have any objection. I am the referee."
At this moment, both Yang Qian and Zheng Yuanxun had nothing to say. Their eyes fell on Hu Wei's clenched fists. Yang Qian and Zheng Yuanxun looked at each other rather awkwardly, each pointing to the fist facing them.
When he saw that the open fist facing him was white, Yang Qian made a gentlemanly gesture towards Zheng Yuanxun, indicating that the other party would please go first.
Zheng Yuanxun strode forward and stood in front of the narrow-necked bronze pitching pot in the distance. He calmed down and started shooting. As expected of the guy who is known as the leader of pitching pots, he hit the ball accurately with his first throw, and received cheers from the audience.
Next, with the help of God, Zheng Yuanxun actually hit all ten arrows. Seeing that the tenth arrow also hit the pot accurately, Zheng Yuanxun himself had a look of incredible surprise on his face.
"This is really luck, hahaha, Yang Xiandi, it's your turn next, please..."
Yang Qian had already used the green copy ability card just when Zheng Yuanxun was about to hit the sixth feather arrow. Now, the one-minute countdown in his consciousness has just passed fifteen seconds.
Yang Qian nodded without delay, picked up the feather arrow and stood in front of the wine pot, then threw the first feather arrow easily and freely. When he saw the feather arrow accurately entering the pot, Yang Qian breathed a sigh of relief.
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It seems that although the green copy ability card has a short time limit, it may be good to use. Next, Yang Qian also put all ten arrows into the pot.
The atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly reached a climax. Those guests who originally thought that Yang Qian was afraid of the power of the Zheng family in Xingyang and wanted to take the opportunity to lose to Zheng Yuanxun couldn't help but shout loudly.
Hu Wei was also dumbfounded. "Good boy, I asked you, brother Xian, did you always give in to me, brother Yu?"
I had played with Yang Qian several times in the past, and the two of them usually hit three or four out of ten arrows, with each other winning or losing. But now seeing Yang Qian still looking relaxed and happy with all ten arrows, it really refreshed Hu Wei's understanding.
When the ten arrows were exhausted, Yang Qian had no intention of getting out of the way, but turned his head and said to Zheng Yuanxun.
"Since you went first in the first game and there was no winner, how about I go first in this game?"
Zheng Yuanxun's face was extremely solemn at this moment. Hearing these words, he immediately nodded heavily. He just needed to calm down. The ten arrows he just shot were really exhausting.
Yang Qian glanced at the countdown in his mind. He only had fifteen or six seconds. He quickly grabbed ten feather arrows and threw them at the throwing pot at a speed that was nearly twice as fast as before.
Everyone was dumbfounded as they watched Yang Qian's actions that dazzled everyone. The arrows seemed to be connected end to end and rushed towards the throwing pot.
When the last feather arrow barely escaped his hand and fell into the pot, the countdown of the copying ability in Yang Qian's consciousness also returned to zero.
Yang Qian slowly exhaled and raised his hand to wipe his itchy forehead. Only then did he realize that the twenty arrows shot just now made him sweat like rain.
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"..." Everyone remained motionless in a stiff posture, their eyes falling on the throwing pot that was already filled with arrows.
After a while, his attention fell on Yang Qian, who had wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Brother Yang Xian, how did you do it?"
Zheng Yuanxun was completely stunned. He was able to hit all ten shots in the first game. It can be said that it may be related to the good luck brought by stepping on a piece of dog shit before going out today.
But the Yang Xiandi in front of him was simply flying. He had a total of twenty arrows, and each of them was shot so easily and freely. The ten consecutive shots in the second game made people feel that this guy has surpassed human beings.
limit.
"Actually, it was just a coincidence that I thought it felt really good, so I entered." Yang Qian said very modestly.
Zheng Yuanxun slowly picked up ten feather arrows and stood in front of the pot. This time, he still showed his normal competitive level and even improved slightly. However, this time, the ten arrows only hit seven feathers.
arrow.
Seeing such a result, Zheng Yuanxun couldn't help but sigh sadly and saluted Yang Qian. "With this sentence, Zheng has given up. Third brother, it seems that thing has no fate with us..."
Zheng Yuancong sighed with regret, patted Zheng Yuanxun's shoulder and whispered comfort. "It doesn't matter, there is still some time before mother's sixtieth birthday, let's think about it..."
"Brother Zheng, please wait." There was a sudden shout from behind, and the Zheng brothers turned their heads in surprise.
I saw Yang Qian, who had both ears and eyesight, smile a little shyly. "I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but I did hear it. Brother Zheng, could it be that the fragment of Zheng Xuan's "Spring and Autumn Gongyang Biography" was prepared by you as a gift?
of?"
Zheng Yuanxun glanced at his brother and nodded solemnly to Yang Qian. "Yes, my mother will celebrate her 60th birthday next month. My mother comes from the Xiao family in Lanling and likes reading and collecting ancient scrolls..."
Yang Qian nodded suddenly. "In that case, Brother Hu, I am willing to give up this fragment of "The Legend of Gongyang in the Spring and Autumn Period" to keep the two brothers Zheng's filial piety."
Hearing these words, the Zheng brothers suddenly showed joy on their faces and saluted Yang Qian heavily. "Thank you very much, dear brother, for your kindness. My brother is grateful. You will be richly repaid in the future."
The Zheng brothers were really in a good mood as they had found something lost. Yang Qian was also very happy because he didn't have to spend all his money on the fragmented scroll. Hu Wei was also relieved because the matter could be resolved satisfactorily.
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