Chapter 268: Embroidery Drawings Are Not Essential
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The incident happened suddenly, Yang Zixin did not prepare the embroidery picture, however, she already had her own plan in her heart, so even if there was no embroidery picture, it would not matter.
The ring was already surrounded by people, the embroidery girls sat in front of their embroidery stands, laughing and laughing in twos and threes, the gong sounded, and someone came to the stage to preside: "The embroidery conference starts now!" First of all, it is embroidery girls from major families...... Nangong family, Nangong Lan! β
As soon as Nangong Lan's name came out, everyone in the ring applauded and cheered, Nangong Lan stood up and greeted everyone slightly.
It's kind of a lady's show. Yang Zixin just glanced at it lightly, Nangong Lan happened to also look in her direction, the two looked at each other, and she saw the hostility from Nangong Lan.
However, she is just a passerby, and Yu Nangong Lan will not have anything to do with it in the future, so Yang Zixin doesn't mind.
Next, embroidery girl Wang Zhenzhen ......, "This Wang Zhenzhen does not belong to any family, I heard that I also came here to visit, and I heard that there was an embroidery conference and signed up." It's just that...... The embroidery girls who participated in the competition have families to follow, and the rewards are also for the family.
There was a lot of discussion in the audience, all talking about what kind of ranking she can achieve, she won't just come to play.
"Next, the Li family...... Replace people Yang Zixin. When he read this, the man's voice was obviously not as loud as before, and even had a hint of perfunctory. The wall fell down and everyone pushed it, and Yang Zixin didn't care about it. She stood up, nodded at the audience and sat down.
The people in the audience didn't talk much, but Nangong Lan looked at Yang Zixin and said disdainfully: "It's already down like that, and you still have the heart to ask for something to replace someone, I haven't heard of the name of this substitute, I want to be the same as Wang Zhenzhen, a nobody, right?" When the time comes, if you lose the game, some people don't cry. The last sentence was for Ah Li, who just snorted coldly when she heard it, "It's not certain who will cry when the time comes." β
Her attitude of not being annoyed made Yang Zixin have a better impression of her, although Ah Li is still young and doesn't know what it means not to be surprised, however, Nangong Lan can't make her heart ripple if she is so provocative, but she is kind-hearted.
There are a lot of embroidery girls, and it took half a day to introduce them, and after that, the person began to introduce the judges of this conference, among them, the eldest prince Ouyang Dongyuan, let the person spend a long time talking to introduce.
The prefect of Splendid City nodded beside Ouyang Dongyuan, eager to kneel down and lick the upper of Ouyang Dongyuan's shoes. Such a humble appearance looked in Tang Yuanhui's eyes, which made him very disdainful, and said to Yang Ziqi next to him: "You look, if you go up in this world for a while, you can definitely scare that prefect into peeing his pants." β
Yang Ziqi frowned and looked back at him, and didn't say anything, the competition had begun, and the embroidery girls took out the embroidery pictures they had prepared earlier and compared them with the embroidery.
Compared with their orderliness, Yang Zixin can be regarded as busy and orderly, Nangong Lan looked at Yang Zixin, who was empty around her, and sneered: "Sure enough, he is a person who helps thieves do things, and he dares to come to the stage to compete if he doesn't even prepare things well, and he is not afraid of losing face." β
"I don't know if Miss Li really stole your things, but looking at the embroidery picture you have at hand now, the painting skills are very exquisite, and the design is also very ingenious. I don't know whose embroidery picture Miss Li stole it? Yang Zixin looked at Nangong Lan with an innocent face, and her eyes blinked, which made Nangong Lan angry.
As soon as the words fell, Wang Zhenzhen next to her exclaimed, "Oops! My embroidery drawings are missing! β
Everyone looked at it, and saw that Wang Zhenzhen was flustered and didn't know what to do, but Yang Zixin looked at it, and in her flustered eyes, she looked at Nangong Lan, and there was a trace of creepy coldness in her eyes.
Nangong Lan seemed to have discovered something, turned her face and didn't look at her, but embroidered her own by herself, and the embroidery girls next to her looked over one after another, and there were many discussions.
Seeing that Wang Zhenzhen's knife-like eyes were about to gouge out a hole in herself, Nangong Lan was a little uncalm, and turned around and said angrily: "What are you staring at me all the time?" I didn't steal it, the person who stole it was there. As she spoke, Nangong Lan pointed in Ah Li's direction.
Ah Li's sister stole the Nangong Lan embroidery map before, and the entire Splendid City was boiling, and even Ah Li's reputation plummeted. This Ah Li doesn't care, it's just that her sister has committed suicide due to humiliation, and this Nangong Lan actually dares to mention this matter!
Ah Li just wanted to have a seizure, but was stopped by Yang Zixin's eyes, she turned around, smiled and said, "Since Miss Nangong's embroidery picture is still there, it proves that Miss Li did not steal anything, and I have already made it very clear what I said just now." As for how Miss Wang's embroidery picture was lost and who stole it, then I don't know. β
"Hmph, even if you say so, it can't change the fact that she stole the embroidery picture!" Nangong Lan snorted coldly.
"Okay, even if she stole the embroidery, but didn't steal yours, how do you know? Could it be that you stole the embroidery drawing, and then stuffed it to Miss Li, blamed her, and said that you stole you, so that you can not only steal Miss Wang's embroidery drawing, but also put Miss Li to death, you don't have any opponent, am I right? The needle and thread in Yang Zixin's hand did not stop, but the words he said were reasonable and well-founded, so that everyone in the audience could listen to them sincerely.
For a while, people who didn't pay much attention to Yang Zixin also began to look at her. Nangong Lan's hand trembled and pointed at Yang Zixin, and she didn't say a word for a long time.
"Miss Nangong, it's a big injury, not to mention that this is still a competition, don't deliberately stir up trouble anymore, I won't be fooled." Yang Zixin looked at her with a smile, and then turned back to Wang Zhenzhen and said: "If you really can't remember the appearance of the embroidery picture, just embroider one at will, as long as you don't lose your proportions." After Yang Zixin finished speaking, he ignored them and concentrated on his own business.
Wang Zhenzhen looked at Yang Zixin's serious appearance and frowned. Although this man does not talk much, he is vicious and ruthless.
How could she not remember the appearance of the embroidery picture, if she really couldn't remember, she would not have to come to the competition alone.
Looking at Wang Zhenzhen next to her, Nangong Lan felt dark in her heart. As early as when Wang Zhenzhen signed up, she had already sent someone to check, this Wang Zhenzhen is a master of embroidery, the surname Li was always competing with her before, and she worked hard to suppress her, and now there is another Wang Zhenzhen, no, she has maintained the title of the first embroidery girl of the Apocalypse for nearly seven years, but she can't just give it to an unknown person!
Thinking like this, Nangong Lan's fingers flew, but Yang Zixin was unhurried. Because the embroidered things are very small, so the time is not very long, and everyone is almost embroidered in an hour.
At that time, Wang Zhenzhen raised her head and rubbed her already sour neck, and when she saw Yang Zixin's embroidery, her pupils instantly dilated!
This is......
She had been focusing on embroidery before, and she didn't care how they embroidered or what they embroidered, and she had already set the first place for herself in her heart. However, the facts gave her a resounding slap in the face, she was too naΓ―ve.
No, I can't let her embroider anymore, if she goes on like this, she has to be the first place, and she has been tossing for so long!
Thinking like this, Wang Zhenzhen's wrist jumped, and a silver needle so thin that it was almost invisible to the naked eye jumped onto her fingertips. With a forceful shot, the silver needle accurately pierced Yang Zixin's tiger's mouth.
"Hiss......" Yang Zi gasped in distress. quickly looked at the tiger's mouth on his right hand, and saw that the tiger's mouth was already dark.
Immediately afterwards, Ouyang Dongyuan, who was sitting on the judge's seat, watched Yang Zixin's lips gradually turn purple, as if it was already a symptom of poisoning!
He stood up nervously, but saw Tang Yuanhui jump onto the stage without saying a word.
He also saw that something was wrong with Yang Zixin. He chased Yang Zixin for so long before, and he had been following her behind her to call her the princess, although he was planning to be with Yang Ziqi now, but in the end, he also had feelings, and he was still a little worried.
Seeing Tang Yuanhui coming to the stage desperately, although Ouyang Dongyuan was a little apprehensive in his heart, he was still relieved.
The person who presided over the game on the stage saw Tang Yuanhui coming up, and without saying a word, he ordered him to let him go down, Tang Yuanhui looked at Yang Zixin's tiger's mouth, raised his head, and said uncontrollably: "What, this son of the world can see how his sister's injury is, can't it?" β
As soon as these words came out, the prefect of Splendid City almost fell off the table, but thanks to Ouyang Dongyuan's hard support, he didn't lose his sense of proportion and embarrassed himself.
"This ...... This is ......" A large bead of sweat rolled down the prefect's forehead.
Ouyang Dongyuan smiled and said, "The son of the Hou Mansion." β
His God, he hasn't done anything bad in the past few days, why have these unprovoked masters come to his side...... The prefect kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, and the host on the stage glanced back at the prefect, and the prefect hurriedly signaled to him with his eyes, he couldn't go on after a while, and he was waiting to die, right?
The man received the prefect's signal and hurriedly stepped aside, not saying a word.
"Big sister, are you poisoned? Eat this, and then go back and let Xu Minmin detoxify you! Tang Yuanhui lowered his voice and whispered, then took out a small medicine bottle from his arms, poured out three small pills, and handed them to Yang Zixin.
Yang Zixin took it, swallowed the small pill, and then said, "How long can this medicine last?" β
"This is just for temporary detoxification, my father gave it to me before leaving, it won't last long, big sister, what do you want to do? You're not going to finish it, are you? Tang Yuanhui asked in surprise.
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