Xu Suyao nodded to the few who had the courage to ask. ｛｝

"The candle night in the cave room is indispensable for beauties."

"Draw a beauty!" Zhong Ziqi shouted with a smile, and looked at Xu Suyao's eyes that sparkled.

Xu Suyao chuckled in her heart and coughed violently.

Ren Minghua squinted slightly, smiled and pulled Zhong Ziqi to his side, stopping his nonsense and nonsense that was about to blurt out.

Xu Suyao breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but she praised it: "Zhong Gongzi guessed right, this cave room is a candle night, and it is more than painting a beauty." ”

"However", Xu Suyao made a twist, "There are several ways to draw this beauty, and today it is a stick figure." ”

"What is a stick figure?" The students of the Shuyun Club had already guessed Xu Suyao's intentions, and expressed their support with Xu Suyao's words to the greatest extent.

"Stick figure is a freehand painting sketched with three or two strokes, not too complicated, but expensive in the charm, the painter should draw what he thinks in his heart, whose painting can make the people here look at the heartbeat, it will win."

All the people present were smart, and they immediately understood that this was another big trap!

If the beauty outlined by the stick figure is to make people's hearts move, it is necessary to draw the beauty hidden in the heart.

The beauties that can be painted can't be similar to the current famous women, let alone half like the beauties hidden in their hearts.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be rumors that the two of them were privately teaching and receiving things?

Your sweetheart will be ruined!

It's even harder!

Seeing that everyone had already shown bitter faces, Xu Suyao sneered in her heart: Do you really think that provocation is so easy?

Provocation is a technical job!

If you're not careful, it's ridiculous to lift a stone and hit yourself in the foot!

"The last sentence, when the title of the gold list is inscribed, is to use one sentence to let the current saint personally crown him as the champion!"

Without any hesitation, Xu Suyao decisively threw out a big pie.

As soon as the words came out, there was an uproar.

I heard Xu Suyao continue: "This palace is here to guarantee that no matter who you are, as long as you think that you can be the champion with a word, this palace and Prince An will personally go to the palace and invite the name of the champion for this student!" ”

Prince An bit his tongue and didn't speak, but he glanced at the people around him.

Those students knew that if anyone dared to pick the fourth game competition, it would be a head-on conflict with Prince An.

They had to choose one of the first three games that did the least damage to their side.

While everyone was racking their brains, another person came in the drunken wind building.

The man was weak, pale, with a bit of morbid beauty, but there was a strong spontaneous self-improvement between his eyebrows and eyes, which made people can't help but sigh when they see it.

Xu Suyao couldn't help but sigh.

When she entered the Inscription Hall for the first time, Ye Lingqing disregarded her identity and reputation, and was willing to be a scholar to lead Xu Suyao and Xu Siming into the door, but Xu Suyao didn't know what the reason was at that time.

But when Princess Wuyang was grounded, Ye Lingqing became more and more emaciated, and her body, which was already sick every once in a while, turned out to be bedridden, Xu Suyao vaguely understood his thoughts.

The person who came in was the second son of the owner of the Ye Pavilion, Ye Lingqing, who was known for the small champion of the Inscription Pavilion.

I saw Ye Lingqing walking in slowly, first giving a teacher-student salute to Mr. Ji, Pavilion Master Ye, and Bachelor Zhou who were present, and then confessed to Lord An and Xu Suyao, saying that they were abrupt.

A tingling flash flashed in the eyes of Pavilion Master Ye, this young man who was born sick really made him feel distressed but helpless.

Xu Suyao quickly accepted her compassion and said with a slight smile: "Let's sit down first, when the competition officially starts, I won't have to sit down!" ”

After saying a few words, Ye Lingqing was naturally added to the competition.

Complicated emotions flashed in Ye Lingqing's eyes, but the person coughed softly, and only said after a while: "Ling Qing heard your county lord's idea, and he found it very interesting. ”

Pavilion Master Ye quickly stood up: "Ling Qing, come and sit here!" ”

Ye Lingqing shook his head, then stubbornly looked at Xu Suyao and said: "Pick one of the four, it is difficult to reconcile, it is really difficult to choose, Ling Qing thinks that it is better to select a few people from the Inscription Pavilion and the students of the Shuyun Society, they can pick out a competition at will, what does your county lord think?" ”

Xu Suyao's eyes sank, but the corners of her mouth were already upturned.

First glanced at Pavilion Master Ye, seeing that his face was extremely ugly, Xu Suyao's brisk and clear tone had already overflowed her lips: "This is very good, I don't know if the Shuyun Society has any suggestions, put it forward together, Mr. Ji, Pavilion Master Ye, Master Zhou, and even the palace will all make decisions for you!" ”

Several people in the Shuyun Society thought about it and shook their heads.

They have become spectators of this game.

All that remains is how the students of the Inscription Pavilion make a choice, how to make a fool of themselves, and what does it have to do with their Shuyun Society?

Xu Suyao pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are waiting, and in addition, let's start cooking and serving, compare the example of the celebration banquet!" ”

The shopkeeper sighed, and disappeared for a moment - hurry away from this place of right and wrong!

Xu Suyao looked at the innocent boy standing behind the counter, sighed in her heart, and said, "It's none of your business here, you can step down." ”

Who knows if someone will hate whom today to the point of losing face for the sake of face?

"Alright, let's start putting up candidates!"

The people of the Shuyun Society suddenly made a commotion, and they all discussed who to choose.

The students in the Inscription Hall were a little dead-faced, and their eyes glanced at Prince An, Dong Zhongdun and Ye Lingqing.

Prince An looks like he has nothing to do with himself, which makes people angry but dare not say it.

Dong Zhongdun and Ye Lingqing were in a daze, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with them.

The people in the inscription hall were confused.

Some glanced at each other with indifferent eyes, while others stood aside like a good show, with a slight smile on their faces.

Xu Suyao sighed again, this is also the time to test people's hearts.

If the students of the Inscription Hall really understand her intentions, they should not randomly select a few people with low official positions as outcasts to participate in the competition.

After a while, the Shuyun Society had already elected three people.

To Xu Suyao's surprise, it turned out to be Zhong Ziqi, Ren Minghua and Xu Siming, who had just participated in the competition.

Xu Suyao raised her eyes to indicate what Xu Siming meant.

Xu Siming gave her a reassuring look, indicating that it was okay.

Xu Suyao had no choice but to suppress the doubts in her heart and report the names of the three people to Mr. Ji and Pavilion Master Ye.

The people in the inscription hall over there were in a hurry.

I heard a person scolding: "You, you, you, go to the competition!" Let the people of the Shuyun Society know that our Inscription Pavilion can win against them if we pick out three people at random! ”

Zhong Ziqi sneered.

The Inscription Museum, do you really want to do this by means to launch the abandoned son?

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