What should I do if I am critically ill at the beginning and divorced by my little diva?

"Clap clap~"

Xiao Han applauded vigorously beside him. He really didn't expect that Lin Qingluo would succeed in the second time.

There was a little doubt in my heart that she was deliberately teasing him earlier.

Before he could ask any questions, Bai Lu and the others were squeezed out by the excited people who came forward.

"Sister Luo, you are so awesome. Your method is still easy to use. We don't need Brother Han to teach us. Can you give us some pointers?"

"Yes, yes, sister Luo, you are more powerful~"

The four girls surrounded Lin Qingluo and kept saying good things.

Xiao Han looked on and shook his head. He really had a new love and forgot about his old love.

After just a short time, he was kicked.

Seeing that Lin Qingluo had no time to pay attention to him, Xiao Han sighed and walked back.

With Lin Qingluo's investment, the live broadcast room exploded.

"Is this thing so simple? Why does it feel like Luo Shen throws it so casually? It feels like I can fuck me."

"You guys upstairs are overthinking this thing. This thing is not simple. I remember we played it at the last company party. There are not many people in the company who can invest in it. It's very difficult! I guess Luo Shen must have practiced it~"

"You are right. I checked the information and found that Luo Shen has indeed practiced before. Their family holds this event every year. The skills are very good~"

"Look, Xiao Han was abandoned by Bai Lu and the others. Look at his lonely back, does he look like a dog~"

"This game is completely unplayable. When the two big devils, Xiao Han and Lin Qingluo, come together, there is no chance for anyone else to stand out."

"..."

The female guest found a new teacher, and Xiao Han could only return to the male guest in despair.

He began to guide Wei Daxun and the others carefully.

For a while, I was competing with the people next to me.

He wanted to see whether Wei Daxun and the others who he taught were more powerful or Bai Lu and the others who had been taught by Lin Qingluo were more powerful.

During serious practice, time flies by.

The housekeeper stood nearby and observed silently.

Xiao Han and Lin Qingluo could both make quick shots, which he didn't expect.

Moreover, the two also conducted training for the guests.

There's something good to watch now.

After all the guests had recorded their investment, the butler looked at the time and stepped forward.

It's time to start~

"Dear guests, please note that the practice time will end soon. Please gather here~"

The butler raised his trumpet and shouted repeatedly.

Xiao Han and the others, who were practicing vigorously, immediately looked up, looked at each other, and stopped what they were doing.

"I have taught everything that needs to be taught, and you have practiced well. You will perform well in the official competition later, and don't let the girls suppress you. Do you understand?"

Xiao Han glanced at Lin Qingluo and explained in a low voice.

"Brother Han, don't worry! We are very confident now, but you have to be careful later. Be careful of being pulled down by us~"

As he said that, Wei Daxun and the others started laughing.

"Okay, then I'll wait. You must keep your word."

Xiao Han smiled and pointed at them.

The devilish laughter here attracted suspicious glances from the neighbors.

Xiao Han and the others looked at each other tacitly, began to gather, and found their respective partners.

"What were you laughing at just now? So vulgar~"

Touching Xiao Han's arm, Lin Qingluo asked curiously in a low voice.

"It's okay, I just told a joke."

Xiao Han waved his hands, looking nonchalant.

Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Lin Qingluo looked at him deeply.

"Ahem, after the practice just now, I believe you have some understanding of the sport of pot throwing and have mastered some skills. Then, I declare that the pot throwing competition has officially begun~"

"The order of playing is determined by drawing lots. Each time a group of couples takes the field, men and women compete in separate venues at the same time."

Hearing this, Xiao Han's eyes lit up.

This rule is good, it just allows you to intuitively see the performance of each pair.

Thinking about it, Xiao Han leaned back slightly and raised his eyebrows at Wei Daxun and the others.

Several people understood immediately and nodded lightly.

"If there is no objection, then we will start drawing lots immediately. I wish everyone good results in advance~"

The butler glanced at everyone and announced the start.

As soon as he finished speaking, a staff member came forward with a small box containing the number plate.

"Please send a representative to come forward to draw~"

The steward called everyone forward.

Xiao Han and the others took a step back, leaving Lin Qingluo and the others in front.

"Sister Qingluo, go ahead, you know how lucky I am."

With that said, Xiao Han spread his hands.

The same thing happened next to them. Wei Daxun and the others made a gesture of invitation to their partners.

Lin Qingluo and the others did not delay. Everyone quickly took out their number plates and showed them in front of them.

Lin Qingluo drew No. 3, Bai Lu drew No. 2, Meng Ziyi drew No. 4, Yang Xiaoyue drew No. 1, and the remaining Song Yi drew No. 5.

"Okay, now our order of appearance has been determined, please Wei Daxun and Yang Xiaoyue step forward to prepare."

The steward glanced at their respective number plates and announced directly.

Under his leadership, everyone returned to the front field.

Xiao Han patted Wei Daxun on the shoulder and whispered encouragement.

"Daxun, you are the first, you must perform well and give them a good start."

"Don't worry, Brother Han, just watch it~"

Wei Daxun nodded vigorously, received the arrows and stood directly behind the white line.

Yang Xiaoyue stood nearby and was stunned. Did Wei Daxun forget something? Aren't they the partners?

When Wei Daxun stood behind the white line, he felt that he had forgotten something.

It wasn't until he turned around and saw Yang Xiaoyue standing there alone that he realized what he was doing.

Damn it, I was busy interacting with Xiao Han just now, but I actually forgot about my partner~

He trotted back with a fawning smile on his face.

"I'm a little excited to receive the arrow. I'll stand over and have a feel for it~"

Wei Daxun rubbed the back of his head and faced Yang Xiaoyue. This scene was as embarrassing as it could be.

Next to him, Xiao Han raised his hand to cover his forehead, barely looking at it.

Does this count as a bad start?

Wang Hedi and Fan Chengcheng were even more uncomfortable, their shoulders kept shaking.

"It's okay. Since you are so impatient, you have to behave well later and don't hold yourself back."

Yang Xiaoyue rolled her eyes at Wei Daxun, picked up the arrow and walked towards her.

This matter was settled, Wei Daxun walked back to his side with an innocent face.

"Please note, you two, the time limit is two minutes. The timer will start when I call start and the time will end when the bell rings."

Seeing that the two people were already in place, the steward walked to the middle of the field and raised a small flag.

"Start~"

As he spoke, he waved the flag vigorously.

Wei Daxun and the two were ready and started immediately.

After taking a slight aim, the two of them threw the arrows almost simultaneously.

The first two came on stage. The two of them might have been a little nervous, and their arrows flew straight to the side.

It fell far away from the porcelain vase.

"Relax, don't be nervous, there is enough time, be careful to aim before throwing."

Xiao Han couldn't help but remind him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qingluo turned to stare at him.

They and Wei Daxun seem to be rivals. Is this something wrong?

Noticing Lin Qingluo's eyes, Xiao Han shrank his eyes and raised his hand to touch his nose.

"Seeing that their shots were really outrageous, I couldn't help but remind them."

Regardless of whether Lin Qingluo believed it or not, Xiao Han turned his neck stiffly and looked at the field.

Lin Qingluo looked at his side face with profound meaning.