Chapter 1602 There Are Cows Flying in the Sky

"Isn't it?" Jian Er looked at Director Yang with a disappointed expression, and the appearance that was similar to that of an abandoned dog was really making people howl. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This, it's really not!" Director Yang peeked at Old Man Song, who was blowing his beard and glaring at him with his back to Jian Er. Although this Jane Er has been carefully trained by the Lu Wang family, when she pretends to be imaginary, she is definitely a noble girl of a family and a model of the boudoir, but, don't forget, what kind of life did this girl live before.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that Jian'er's previous life was really bad, although the life in the orphanage is a little harder, but it is still a problem to mix food and clothing. When I'm older, I can save some pocket money by working and studying and picking a stall from time to time. But because of this, Jian'er has seen a lot of things at the bottom, even if she didn't learn from those shabby households, but she doesn't care so much about some things.

Even after Jian'er entered the space, the Lu Wang clan consciously strengthened the influence in this regard, but where can the habits and concepts developed in the past twenty years be able to be overcome in less than a year.

Of course, this is also related to Jane'er not avoiding her origin, for her, no matter what the past days were, it was also a part of her life, which could not be abandoned and parted, which required her to stand up when she pretended to be a child, but she didn't care when she needed to "splash" up, for Jane'er, it was the most important thing to be affordable, a standard pragmatist.

It is precisely because of this that for Jian Er, as long as the method that Director Yang thinks of when he says these things can achieve the best results, she doesn't care about the impact of this reputation at all. After all, this little thing, compared to those meaty mothers-in-law in the night market, it is not a matter at all.

This Jian Er doesn't care, but someone cares! How could the old man Song, who had long regarded Jian Er as his own granddaughter, let Jian Er use such a method that was extremely insulting to cultural people. Even if this method is used by a big man, it will be written behind the back by others (although I don't want to admit it, but Mr. Song knows very well that to a certain extent, sometimes these so-called "cultural people" are even more broken than the mouths of those eight women in the countryside), not to mention that a big girl uses it.

I glare, I glare, I glared fiercely! If you dare to tell Jian Er that this method can work, believe it or not, I will bite you to death!

Looking at the old man Song who almost wrote this thought on his face clearly, Director Yang felt even more bad. Pumped his mouth, tried to ignore the old man who secretly made all kinds of threatening hints to him, coughed lightly, and then opened his mouth to Jian'er.

"Actually, Ms. Song, the other method you mentioned may be more suitable than the one you just said. Director Yang said.

"Another way?" Jian Er wrinkled her little nose, not very sure, "You mean to use those portraits as targets?"

"Yes, yes, that's right!" Director Yang nodded hurriedly, "If you're sure you're good at playing darts." After finishing speaking, he didn't forget to sneak a glance at the old man Song, and only then did he quietly breathe a sigh of relief after seeing the old man's relaxed expression.

"Yes, that's right!" Old Man Song also echoed, "This method is more suitable!"

No, at least it's a lot taller than the painting used as toilet paper or something. Besides, this sounds like a relief when it's used as toilet paper or something, but there are a lot of sequelae, after all, no matter how you say it, these paintings are also portraits of the emperor of country J, and when you don't know it, it's okay, and you know that it's insulting to put those paintings on that pickled ground. Although this thing is Jian'er's, but this matter is a big problem, and it is not impossible to turn it into a diplomatic incident, so it is too disadvantageous for Jian'er, and Old Man Song will definitely not play like this.

But it's different when used as a target, not to mention how Jian'er is accurate, but one thing is known, this wants to dart, it's not easy to shoot accurately, but it's not difficult to shoot off the target, even if Jian'er is a little weird, it's not irremediable to nail the dart to the portrait crookedly.

Isn't it just repairing such a hole that was nailed through by a dart, Old Man Song said that with his old man's connections, it would be a matter of sprinkling water (trivial) to do such a thing. As for the damage to the painting or something, Old Man Song doesn't care anymore, it's not a painting of our country, this initiative is on his side, crying and shouting that the people who want to do this deal are also those little J people, even if it is damaged, it is because those little J people provoke the consequences first, and those little J people pay for it themselves, what is he anxious about!

Since both of them said that this method was good, Jane was a little regretful (it seemed more loving to her that she could use these portraits of the emperor as toilet paper), but she still shrugged her shoulders and accepted their advice.

"That's okay, anyway, I have a ready-made dartboard target frame here (this is still left by the predecessor of the villa, and a lot of it was added when the Hidden Ninja was renovated when the practice ground was organized, so this thing is definitely not lacking), and it's not troublesome to fix this. As for my darts playing accuracy......" Speaking of this, Jian Er couldn't help but raise her chin and look arrogant, "Hmph, at my level, it's also the material for seeded players on the darts field!"

Hearing this, Old Man Song directly raised his head and looked left and right, and did not forget to put his hands on his eyelids to make a lookout.

"Grandpa Song, what do you mean by that?!" Jian Er's face was full of black lines.

"I'm looking at things!" Old Man Song put on a serious look.

"What are you looking for?" Jian Er was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked.

"There are cows flying in the sky! Of course, this is a strange thing that you have to take a serious look at!" replied the old man Song.

"Grandpa Song!" Jian Er blew up all of a sudden, what's the matter, this is saying that she is bragging, and she is bragging a big bull, and she directly blows this cow to the sky, right?! Is she bragging? Yes, she is not blowing, just with the hand she learned from Lu Xiuwen and Lu Xiuwu to be able to fly needles and recognize acupoints, she can throw this dart or something to the ten rings for her even with her eyes closed! Dare to doubt her skills......

Jian Er's sleeves were pulled, she had to let this old man swallow these words back!