Liang Chaxiang came back from outside, and when she lost the cup of tea, she couldn't help but wonder, "Where's my tea?" ”

Camellia Wang held her breath and still hadn't come over, and said with a tiger face, "Let the donkey gnaw it!" ”

I don't know who offended her, Liang Chaxiang shook her head, wanting to tease her, "Whose donkey has such good teeth, even the cup is gnawed together." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Camellia Wang laughed, and just wanted to say something, it was Liang Chaxiang's turn to play.

Wang Camellia lost the mood to laugh and tightened Zhu Zhenzhen's sleeves.

Zhu Zhenzhen and Xiao Qingyang, although they are not as obvious as Wang Camellia, their hearts are also up and down.

"The result is not important, the important thing is the process," this sentence is nonsense, I don't want to win the award, and I still spend that effort to toss around.

If you ask all these people who are coming to the competition today, which one doesn't want to take that piece of makeup home?

Relatively speaking, Liang Chaxiang is much calmer, the right hand holds the cut and the left hand pinches the line, very skillfully wraps the line around the little finger of the right hand, hooks the index finger, makes a small circle, quickly cuts it, the thread head is wrapped around a circle, quickly pulled, cut off the long thread, in one go, the action is as smooth as flowing water.

When she went down to the workshop, she didn't want to be a rafter, she was hiding a lot of strength, and now for that piece of material, she must go all out, after all, Xinglong Changli is full of talents, and someone has already played eighteen good results, who knows if there is anything higher.

Of course, this is not to say that she is not sure of winning, after all, not everyone is like her "starting from the baby".

Qiu Mo didn't like her eyes, and when she opened her eyes every morning since she was a child, she gave her a tube and a pair of small scissors, and bowed her head to learn to tie knots, so that now, in front of Qiu Mo, she always habitually lowers her eyes.

I remember when I was seven or eight years old, I was able to sit under the rose tree in the Qingxin Hall and tie the knot for half a day without moving the nest.

Three people, six eyes, stared closely at the movement in her hands, and opened their mouths wide in surprise.

I saw the scissors in her hand, drawing out beautiful flowers, and dexterous fingers, flying like butterflies, among these flowers.

Zhu Zhenzhen opened her mouth and pinched Wang Camellia's arm.

"What are you doing?"

Camellia stroked her arm and glared at her.

"I want to see if I'm dreaming."

Zhu Zhenzhen's eyes were still staring, and Liang Chaxiang's hands were talking to Wang Camellia without looking back.

"Hey!"

Camellia Wang frowned dissatisfiedly, "Then why are you pinching me, why don't you pinch yourself?" ”

Zhu Zhenzhen turned around at this time, her face full of apology and surprise, "It was you who pinched just now?" No wonder it doesn't hurt at all, I'm really sorry! ”

Camellia Wang was speechless for a moment.

Jiang Fanghua also stared at the person in the circle for a moment, and his hands were tightly twisted together.

Strange, why didn't she have diarrhea?

Her eyes drifted to Liang Chaxiang, the original seat, this look didn't matter, and her soul suddenly flew away.

What's going on?

I didn't even see that teacup.

Her heart was beating wildly, had they seen through it?

At this time, the results of this round were reported one by one.

"Twenty-six ...... of Liang Chaxiang"

Twenty-six?

How can it be!

Jiang Fanghua stared at Liang Chaxiang, the bamboo pattern skirt of fine arrowroot, the long green hair, the butterfly with a fine light in the hair spread its wings and was about to fly, her eyes were rolling, and she looked at her with a light smile on her lips.

Provocation!

Definitely the contempt of Chi Guoguo!

Jiang Fanghua only felt that his heart was churning, and there was a kind of humiliation of being played with between the palms.

In fact, Liang Chaxiang just unconsciously glanced at the crowd casually, she didn't see Jiang Fanghua, or she didn't see anyone, just an unconscious movement.

It's just that Jiang Fanghua has a mustard in her heart, and she imagines that Liang Chaxiang is demonstrating to her.

"Sister, you can really do it!"

Wang Camellia excitedly gave Liang Chaxiang a big bear hug.

Oh my God, it's still twenty-six! Broke all the highest records of Xinglongchang.

She could almost see that the piece of makeup was beckoning to her.

Xiao Qingyang was also excited to forget about it, picked up Liang Cha's fragrant and smooth forehead, and kissed it twice, completely ignoring everyone's eyes.

Let Xiao Zhen, who was sitting on the rostrum, have a full view, a smile appeared on his face, and he proudly touched his non-existent beard.

This kid has a really good eye for people, like him.

After a few breaths, it was Jiang Fanghua's turn, she took a few deep breaths and walked into the arena pretending to be calm.

picked up the scissors, but his heart couldn't calm down, and he raised his eyes to look at Liang Chaxiang.

Liang Chaxiang smiled and nodded at her.

Jiang Fanghua only felt a turbid air blocking his chest, and always felt that Liang Chaxiang's smile had a deep meaning.

My heart is completely confused.

I can't go her way.

Fang Hua took a deep breath and cut it with scissors.

"Ahh She screamed, bleeding profusely.

It turned out that in the panic, she didn't cut the silk thread, but cut a scissor on her fingers.

"What's going on?" An employee at the bottom started whispering.

Suddenly, Jiang Fanghua's face swelled into the color of pig liver, and she seemed to hear people saying, "I know that I can't compare, I deliberately cut my hand!" ”

Her eyes swept around, and everyone seemed to have a sarcastic smile on their faces, and she wished there was a crack in the ground that she could get into.

The game was forced to stop, and the host Zhuang Yating frowned.

She stood on top to preside, but Xiao Qingyang and Liang Chaxiang were downstairs, stabbing her eyes painfully, and she couldn't wait to leave her errand and rush down, sticking to Xiao Qingyang like an octopus.

There is no place for fire to start, and Jiang Fanghua, a stinky woman, still touches her brow (country people are superstitious, and it is a bad sign to see red on festive days).

Of course, she can't scold on this occasion, mainly because Xiao Zhen is present, and Zhuang Yating doesn't want to lose her gentle and dignified image in front of him.

She casually said, "You go and take her to the infirmary to bandage it." ”

The house is as warm as spring, and on the days when she eats fruit and watches performances, she has to accompany Jiang Fanghua to blow the cold wind outside.

The employee who Beizhuang Yating grabbed put down the fruit and glared at Jiang Fanghua fiercely, "Don't you go quickly, what's the ink?" Shame on you! ”

Jiang Fanghua blushed and burst into tears, glared at Liang Chaxiang with great resentment and annoyance, and walked out of the house with the man as if he had fled.

At this time, the osmanthus who grabbed the shot, just walked out of the latrine, and before he took a few steps, he made a grunt, and held his legs in his stomach, bent over, trembled, and hurriedly ran to the latrine.

By the time Jiang Fanghua finished bandaging and the game was over, the makeup flower fell into Liang Chaxiang's hands without any suspense.

As soon as she walked to the door, she saw Liang Chaxiang, and stuffed the blue background with gold and rich fish patterns and makeup materials into Wang Camellia's arms.

Jiang Fanghua hatefully pounded the door frame, accidentally touched her injured finger, and she burst into tears.

Camellia Wang had a small face, smiling so much that she couldn't see her teeth.