Rebirth: She is Ready for a Counterattack!-Chapter 321 - 320: The Wager

"Isn’t that Xiaoqing?"

Guo Donghua pointed outside the window, asking with some surprise.

Zhao Xiangguo and Mr. Wu both stuck their heads out and immediately saw the girl standing in the center of the stage.

In simple jeans and a short-sleeved shirt, although her hair made her look a bit mature, she still exuded a sense of innocence and purity, which seemed out of place compared to the whole stage.

Many people passing by glanced at her in surprise, then their lips curled into a mocking smile, probably thinking that a rich girl was out to satisfy her curiosity.

"Dingxun" wasn’t without its female participants.

But it was always just for fun.

No girl had become famous from this.

Mr. Wu frowned, feeling like cursing.

He had thought Gu Xiaoqing seemed mature and steady, but didn’t expect her to be the first to be so out of line.

It seems the saying "never judge a book by its cover" is always true.

"I’ll go bring her up."

Mr. Wu stood up. This place wasn’t like any other; if Gu Xiaoqing caused trouble here, he would also end up unlucky.

Zhao Xiangguo sighed as well, thinking this kid probably still hadn’t given up.

But this place, though he didn’t know exactly what it was, he knew it was definitely not to be messed with.

"It’s too late."

Guo Donghua was still staring at the stage below and spoke to the two men.

Mr. Wu and Zhao Xiangguo both shifted their gaze downstairs.

Gu Xiaoqing had already picked up the darts, eagerly making an attempt towards the target, even whispering to the host beside her. The host nodded, having the target moved into position.

She threw a dart.

Guo Donghua exclaimed, "Ten points!"

It was a test shot, as there was no bid from the host’s voice, indicating it was just a trial.

Mr. Wu understood what "too late" meant.

Indeed, it was too late.

The bidding had already started.

Trying to stop it would only get someone in his way.

No one could stop someone from doing things on stage.

He didn’t have the right or ability.

Zhao Xiangguo grabbed Mr. Wu and asked, "What do we do?"

Seeing Mr. Wu’s gloomy expression made Zhao Xiangguo uneasy.

"Leave it to fate."

Mr. Wu sat down in a chair, beginning to watch out the window.

"You’d better hope you brought enough money."

This was Mr. Wu’s advice.

Zhao Xiangguo patted the bank card in his pocket, with over half a million on it, hoping Gu Xiaoqing wouldn’t squander it.

But staying calm was not possible.

Guo Donghua had long forgotten about other matters, only watching Gu Xiaoqing.

Staff had begun clearing the stage, and targets were being set up one by one at the fifty-step distance Xiaoqing requested.

The host wasn’t surprised; many people in this world have skills and abilities. Just because it’s a woman doesn’t mean she lacks capability.

Dingxun was unflappable, renowned for their impressive adaptability.

But everyone had an idea of how far a girl could go with the game.

"Fifty steps, ten darts, ten rings, one thousand." The host’s voice began, and everyone quieted down.

Many heard such a bid and looked outside.

Evidently, many were curious about a woman stepping up.

Recently, it had been a long time since a woman participated, and this bid was almost double the previous man’s, although the quantity and difficulty were the same, prompting some questions.

"Why is it the same ten darts, ten rings, fifty steps, but costs one thousand? Just because of gender? Isn’t it a bit unfair to us?"

A question was raised.

"Yeah, it’s not fair. It’s not that we can’t play, just that it feels like breaking the rules."

The host smiled slightly, "Everyone, calm down. The price has doubled because there’s something different. This lady’s ten darts will be thrown simultaneously with both hands, achieving ten rings at once."

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

It was fair; there was no cheating.

No advantage was gained.

In fact, the difficulty was greatly increased.

Many men couldn’t achieve that.

"One thousand if she hits."

"Five thousand she misses."

"Ten thousand she misses."

"One thousand if she hits."

Most bets were against Gu Xiaoqing, with only sporadic bets, mostly of the starting price, on her winning.

Bets closed.

Everyone watched the stage.

Gu Xiaoqing smiled slightly, grabbing ten darts with both hands, raising them, her fair fingers glowing like translucent jade in the stage lights.

They flew out.

To the target in the distance.

The number announcer immediately raised the number board.

The host announced the numbers.

"Ten darts, ten rings. All hit."

A buzzing sound erupted around.

Many didn’t expect this girl to be so skilled.

Guo Donghua clapped his hands, jumping excitedly upstairs, "Xiaoqing won. Xiaoqing won."

Mr. Wu frowned.

Zhao Xiangguo was stunned.

In the adjacent box, Guan Meiqi watched the stage below, almost grinding her teeth in anger. She had just lost five thousand. It wasn’t much money, but the feeling of being suppressed was frustrating.

"Didn’t you take care of it? She seems to have no problem at all."

Guan Meiqi asked the girl beside her.

The girl smiled, "Not that fast. Think about it; this is ’Dingxun,’ not just any club. Even if I find someone to tamper, it must be discreet. We can’t let them come for us later. Be patient, it should be soon."

Guan Meiqi nodded tolerantly, leaning forward to watch Gu Xiaoqing below.

Her eyes were like icy blades.

Gu Xiaoqing would already be dead many times over if looks could kill.

The host continued announcing bids.

"Second round, fifty steps, one dart ten rings, ten thousand."

The price caused an uproar.

This bid was exceedingly outrageous.

But with the previous experience, everyone waited for the host to explain.

"This time is a blind throw, also known as a backward throw, throwing darts without looking at the target, facing away from it."

The host was quite excited. It had been a long time since they had encountered such a challenging bidding style, enjoying these challenging fancy bids.

The excitement was high, and everyone liked it.

Indeed, as soon as the words ended, people began betting vigorously.

The enthusiasm this time far surpassed the previous one, with many placing bets on Gu Xiaoqing this time.

However, evidently more people still bet on Gu Xiaoqing missing.

A backward throw wasn’t something just anyone could do.

It required not only proficiency but absolute confidence in the bid.

This was "Dingxun," not a place for training, so proficiency was nearly impossible, and how much confidence could support some chances of winning.