Xue Zhiyi was good at Chui Wan.
Because Xue Panrou, who was simple-minded but strong-limbed, was good at it, and she had always been very competitive and wanted to beat Xue Panrou no matter what, so she concentrated on practicing hard, and unknowingly, this skill became more and more perfect.
She hit three balls in a row, each one hitting the target.
As Xue Zhiyi's third ball was hit into the goal, Ge Yuanhui's palm became a little wet.
Especially after hearing Gu Shichong say to Xue Zhiyi, "I didn't know that Third Miss Xue was so proficient in Chui Wan. It's really surprising."
Xue Zhiyi politely replied, "Your Highness, I am honored to receive your compliments. It is but a trifle, meant only for my amusement in my spare time."
Gu Shichong smiled and said, "I also like to play chuiwan in my spare time. If there is a chance in the future, you can enjoy it with me."
Xue Zhiyi had originally thought of just saying a few words to deal with him, but she hadn't expected Gu Shichong to keep talking. So she said, "Your Highness, you're joking." Fearing he might run out of things to talk about, she immediately said to Ge Yuanhui, "Miss Ge, please."
In Ge Yuanhui's eyes, Xue Zhiyi seemed somewhat provocative.
It only took her a few words to hook up with me like this. It's so despicable.
Fu Rongxin, who was not far away, looked at the changes in expressions among the three people and was particularly satisfied.
Although Ge Yuanhui was not prepared, he still smiled gently, then gripped the hammer tightly and swung it gracefully.
The first two balls went well, but with the third ball, I was so nervous that I tested my aim and it just brushed the edge of the socket.
Xue Zhiyi won back a game, and Gu Shichong clapped his hands and smiled with satisfaction, and teased Ge Yuanhui: "Yuanhui, I used to think your Chui Wan was the best, but now I have finally met my match."
Ge Yuanhui clenched his fist, but his expression remained calm and composed: "Your Highness, please make fun of me. I will need your guidance from now on."
On the side, Huo Wuyou watched the few people chatting and felt increasingly uncomfortable, especially since he had never felt that Gu Shichong was so noisy: he talked too much.
It wasn't until Gu Shichong called him several times that he came to his senses.
"Wuyou, it's your turn now, what are you thinking about?"
He chuckled and walked over with a casual pace: "Of course I'm worried that my ball skills are not good enough and Miss Xue will laugh at me."
However, Huo Wuyou's words were humble after all. He didn't care about worldly affairs all day long. He was the one with the most free time. How could he not be good at such fun things?
As expected, three goals were scored in a row.
Shen Qingtang, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but applaud, and looked intently at the young man in red on the field.
Fu Rongxin glanced at her, then looked her up and down, with a meaningful look in his eyes.
When Gu Shichong took action, he ended up in a draw with Huo Wuyou.
As a result, with one win, one loss and one draw, after three games, it was difficult to tell who was better.
Looking at the situation on the field, Zhao Lian suggested: "Why don't we increase the distance and change the three balls per person to one ball per three people."
Three-ball means each team only serves one ball, and the three players take turns to hit the ball. The last person to hit the ball into the net wins. The game is also played in three consecutive games, with two out of three being the best of the three.
There was nothing wrong with this way of playing, so no one objected.
After this activity, Xue Zhiyi had some sweat on her forehead. Especially at this moment when the sun was shining brightly, the light shining on her face gave her an indescribable vitality.
Gu Shichong's gaze lingered on her face for a moment: it seemed that he didn't dislike his fiancée so much anymore.
After calming himself down, he asked Xue Zhiyi, "Let Miss Xue arrange the order of priority. I will do whatever you wish."
So Xue Zhiyi handed the first blow to Xue Runing. She said, "Runing, you don't have to be afraid. Fight as much as you want. We are here for you."
Xue Zhiyi's constant encouragement made her gradually relax. Although the first ball was a little crooked, it was still quite normal.
The second shot was taken by Gu Shichong. With this shot, he almost hit the ball to a distance of only a dozen steps away from the ball pit. As long as Xue Zhiyi did not make a mistake, this shot would have gone in without a doubt.
The light at this moment was a bit dazzling. Xue Zhiyi half-squinted his eyes, held the hammer, and aimed carefully.
Suddenly, she felt a shadow above her head, temporarily blocking the glaring sunlight.
When she looked up, she saw that Gu Shichong had opened his folding fan and was blocking her head.
She was stunned for a moment: Did he think Ge Yuanhui didn't hate her enough?
Gu Shichong looked at her and raised his eyebrows: "Miss San, please."
There was no time to waste on talking to him, so Xue Zhiyi just said thank you and prepared to continue aiming.
Looking at this scene, Ge Yuanhui gritted his teeth... You are so capable, Xue Zhiyi. If this bitch really wins the favor of Prince Gong, then what chance does she have!
Zhao Lian, who had been Ge Yuanhui's follower for many years, saw that her expression had hardly changed, but she immediately understood what she meant.
She remained calm and quietly hit a ball to Xue Zhiyi's feet.
Xue Zhiyi was adjusting his stance, and as expected, he accidentally stepped on the ball.
She stumbled unexpectedly...but someone next to her held her shoulders.
The folding fan fell, and the dazzling light shone on her face, making her unable to see the face of the person in front of her for a moment.
At this moment, Gu Shichong felt a strange feeling in his heart, and his heartstrings seemed to be plucked unexpectedly...
Ge Yuanhui's expression was no longer tense this time. There was an unconcealable panic between her brows. In anger, she glared at Zhao Lian.
Zhao Lian, who had turned a bad idea into an advantage, felt guilty and her heart skipped a beat. She didn't dare to look at Ge Yuanhui.
Huo Wuyou's heart seemed to be twisted at this moment, as if something he loved had been snatched away by someone else. It was like a thorn in his throat, making him want to fight for and possess it... As expected, he was a person with a weak mind.
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