bookpower Chapter 922 General, please slow down (43)
Chapter 922 General, please slow down (43)
Chapter 922 General, please slow down (43)
Hearing this, Jing Qingran looked at him, unexpectedly, he would say, let me go first.
"General, you go down first." Jing Qingran said.
As a "high IQ" military adviser, I must be humble to him...
"Military division, you go down first." The general shook his head.
"It's okay, you go down first." Jing Qingran said.
"You go first," the general said.
"Uh..." Jing Qingran looked at him.
Pushing and pushing like this...
Speaking of which, why hasn't Jiuye come back yet?Jing Qingran hoped that Jiuye would come back soon.
The master's fight started from the very beginning, even before it even started, Jing Qingran did not dare to act rashly.
In fact, the general did not dare to act rashly.
After all, sitting across from him was a strategist with superb chess skills.
I lost him...
Of course, the original owner also lost to him.
They each lost once to the other.
"General, you go first..." Jing Qingran said.
With the halo of the original owner, Jing Qingran didn't want to go first by herself, at least, in this regard, she had to maintain a certain amount of broad-mindedness.
The general looked at her.
The general hasn't left yet.
"Otherwise...we will decide by guessing fists..." Jing Qingran said.
"Okay." The general nodded.
"Then we'll come... rock paper scissors... two out of three games..." Jing Qingran said.
Rock, paper, scissors... The general frowned slightly.
He remembers playing this when he was a child...
After growing up, I basically stopped playing.
"Okay." Han Yi nodded.
Then, the two started the first round of rock-paper-scissors.
Both hands stretched out at the same time.
Jing Qingran produced the rock, and Han Yi produced the scissors.
This round, Jing Qingran won.
"General, I'm really sorry..." Jing Qingran smiled at him, this smile was neither proud nor conceited, it was just a smile.
The general didn't say anything, nor was he downcast, nor was he envious or jealous of her.
They come to the second round.
this round.
Jing Qingran produced the cloth, and Han Yi produced the scissors.
Han Yi won.
"Military division, let me go." Han Yi said.
Hearing this, Jing Qingran smiled and said nothing.
Then, comes round three.
This round, the two of you should be a little slower, of course, only a little slower, not very slow.
Two seconds slower.
Two people held out their hands.
This time, Jing Qingran released the cloth, and Han Yi also released the cloth.
Both are cloth.
The two of them looked at each other with an inexplicable feeling that the atmosphere was a little cute.
Then, the two went out again.
This time, Jing Qingran still gave out cloth, and Han Yi also gave out cloth.
The two looked at each other's cloth.
Why does this cloth feel so cute...
After a while, they came out again.
This time, what Jing Qingran gave out was a stone, and what the general gave out was already a stone.
The two looked at each other.
"General, the two of us have a tacit understanding..." Jing Qingran said.
The general nodded upon hearing this.
"What are you going to do next?" Jing Qingran asked him.
"I came up with scissors." Han Yi said, completely unprepared, and without the so-called cunning, he just said it so lightly.
"That's right, then I'll make cloth." Jing Qingran said with a smile.
"Military division, you have a stone." He said.
The two of them seemed to have no intention of winning, not only on the surface, but also on the inside.
Between them, there is neither open nor secret fighting, and they are quite harmonious.
The two of them looked more like friends than rivals.
Jing Qingran shook her head at him and said, "I'd better make a cloth."
(End of this chapter)