"Please go ahead!"
Beside the pitch-pot stand, the elder in traditional attire looked solemn.
Wu Yunzhi said to Yan Chuchen, "I'll go first."
After paying with some broken silver, he stood in the middle of the field.
The pitch-pot game isn't a solo game. On Ancient Street, it involved three people taking turns to throw the bamboo arrows each time.
After Wu Yunzhi took the field, a young foreign guy also stepped on, serving as a competitor this time.
One more person was needed.
At this time, a lean young man stepped onto the field.
Yan Chuchen suddenly said, "Tao Nian."
Being in the same senior year, she had an impression of the sports student Tao Nian, knowing that his athletic level was very high. Some teachers even openly said he would go to the best sports university in the country next year.
Both were prominent figures in their year, naturally knowing each other.
