Biao and Corpse are both Jian Yan's childhood friends and friends, but Biao is one year older than Jian Yan and Corpse. It is also very close to Biao's home, as long as you cross a vacant lot, you can see Biao's home, and Biao's father is the village chief, which also makes Biao develop an arrogant and domineering personality since he was a child.

"Biao?" Ye Feng asked in confusion.

"Yes, you forgot, when you were a kid, you didn't always go there on weekends to win marbles. I was watching from the side at that time!" Jian Yan didn't know what came to mind, and couldn't help but laugh.

"It's been called by Biao many times, and the most impressive thing for me is that once you lost all the marbles in your hand before you were a few minutes old, and with a red face that looked like a monkey's ass, leaning against the wall with your hands behind your back, watching them play in embarrassment, hahaha-" Jian Yan continued as he spoke, laughing happily.

"Poof-forgot!" Ye Feng shook his head, seeing Jian Yan revealing this imageless appearance, he couldn't help but smile.

.......

It seems that it was also at that time that Ye Feng broke into Jian Yan's world, and this friendship came at such a good time, or it was mutual infection, so that Jian Yan gradually came out of the world of Xiao Fan. If the kindergarten was the center of the village at that time, then Ye Feng's home was the edge of the village. Most of the children's homes are not far from the kindergarten, which leads to the fact that after school, as well as on weekends and holidays, Biao will gather the children around him to find an open space to start the so-called marbles, which is also a kind of gambling to put it bluntly, and the hero is judged by winning or losing.

There are many fingering techniques for marbles, such as placing the marbles between the curled index finger and the thumb, and using the thumb cover as a source of strength. If it's still hard to imagine, you can clench your fist (a fist with four fingers wrapped around your thumb) and place the marbles as described above. It is also a flick of the fingers for beginners.

One day, "Simplified words, win marbles, don't play with that little fan, play with the house, what's so fun about girls' things? Can you pursue a little?" Biao came to Jian Yan's door, and dragged Jian Yan away from here without saying a word.

"I can't play! I'm terrible!" Jian Yan shook his head and declined the invitation of other friends, in fact, Jian Yan was shy and had no marbles. These are classmates of their peers, and Jian Yan just stood on the side and didn't know what to do, squatting on the sand dunes and watching Biao don't know what means to use, he gathered a large number of little children and started the so-called game of marble in the square.

Biao, on the other hand, was immersed in his own wins and losses, and had no time to deal with Jian Yan's life and death for the time being, and laughed like a flower, and seemed to have won a lot of marbles.

If there are a large number of people playing, then take a firing pin approach, and the gameplay is somewhat similar to curling. Draw a circle on the relatively soft ground, each person who wants to participate hand over a marble (how many can be negotiated by each person) and place it in the circle, and then five or six meters away, use the marble in the hand to "hit" the marble in the circle, if it does not pop up but the marble in his hand falls into the circle, this is called "prison", even if the marble is "dead", it cannot be taken out, you have to use a new marble again, if it pops out, it belongs to yourself, but the opportunity can only be once.

However, whether or not the marble is hit by the firing pin, and after rolling down to another place, that position can no longer be moved. After everyone hits it, everyone will inevitably get a marble position, and then take turns to choose to fight in order, or use the marbles in their hands to hit the remaining marbles in the circle, or like that, the marbles will win, if they unfortunately fall in the circle, then they will be out of the game. However, in this case, the technique must be the prescribed ejection technique. That is to say, you can throw it however you want, as a stone, or put it in the palm of your hand to move in an arc. There is a reason for this, because it is impossible to have an accurate head at all, and the result is bound to lose, and the child who lost was naturally unwilling, because the price of marbles at that time was one dime, and the texture was transparent and cold. And the five cents two opaque milky marbles are also called "cow*", so it is not easy for anyone's marbles to come. That's why there have been fights over marbles. In order to regulate this kind of behavior, it is customary for people who play in private to do so, to prevent people from playing tricks and using this method to get back the lost marbles.

"Jan. Yan, don't go! Watch me win marbles, I'll give you a few later!" Biao hurriedly grabbed Jian Yan, who was going to go home.

"Really?"

"Really, who are you with me!Don't worry!I'll definitely give it to you!!" Biao patted Jian Yan's shoulder and said frankly.

As the sun sets, Biao shakes the heavy glass beads in his trouser pocket, and a bunch of little children in front of him hang their heads and leave, and then lose, the pudding will lose to Biao, and I don't know what shit luck Biao walked, and several times he started with a "Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers" (hit in the circle with a very small probability, knock all and most of the marbles out of the circle, in order to win all the marbles outside the circle)

At this time, Biao picked out two from his pocket and threw them to Jian Yan, "Here, Master will reward you! I know that you kid is lucky! As long as you stand on the side, I can win every time!" After speaking, Biao said with a smug face.

In short: "......"

A little angry, but got two marbles, although not of good quality, one of the marbles had a pitted surface and obviously passed through the hands of many people, and the other was relatively smooth.

"In order to thank you for your dedication, I am going to teach you my exclusive secrets!" Biao said with a mysterious expression.

"Really? Just your three-legged cat's kung fu, how can I hear Dongdong say that you owe him a dozen marbles!

"Ahem...... Biao hugged Jian Yan's shoulder, and said with a sly smile: "Then do you want to learn? If you don't learn, I'll go home." "After that, he pretended to leave.

"Learn!" Jian Yan thought for a moment, it was still early to see that it was still dark, not to mention that Jian Yan saw them playing marbles and his hands were itchy, but he was bewitched by Biao to play a few days ago and lost everything, so he could only hold back. But now that I have two marbles in my hand, my heart is itching.

......

"That's not the case!" Biao said, "It's strange that you don't lose bullet fingering like this!" Biao demonstrated while doing a demonstration that the target was another glass marble on the ground.

Jian Yan followed Biao's method, only to feel weird and uncomfortable, and couldn't help but switch back to the previous fingering.

"No! I'll show you one more, you curl up your index finger and cover the top part with the tip of your index finger and your thumb, yes, a little bit above, the nail of your thumb is still caught between the bent middle finger. Hold the marbles in this way. The accuracy will be greatly improved!" Biao was doing a demonstration, and at the same time, he gestured to Jian Yan with encouraging eyes to try it.

"Smack-" Sure enough, the two marbles collided and made a crisp sound. Another marble was ejected far away, which shows that the impact was accurate and did not deviate in the slightest.

"See?" Biao raised his thick black eyebrows, clasped his hands to his chest, and said in a very snarling voice, but his heart was taken aback by Jian Yan's understanding and qualifications.

"Oh really!" Jian Yan's eyes lit up, and he looked at his hands in disbelief.

"Come on, come on, I'll teach you the prison you just played!" Biao jumped off the dune.

"But?" "Don't win your marbles, don't worry, just play!" Biao said with a pat on his chest.

Before I knew it, it was dark, and it wasn't until I couldn't see the marbles on the ground that I was reluctant to play enough, and I left the square listening to the rustling of the marbles in my pockets.....