Unconsciously, a lot of people gathered around Wang Ranran to listen to her tell stories about the blue enchantress. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info After the story was told, many people quietly wiped their tears, for the affection of that son, and for their final separation of life and death.

"Girl, I didn't expect this blue rose to have such a poignant story." The boss wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and finally looked at Wang Ranran with red eyes and said.

"Actually, this is also a legend~" Wang Ran stuck out his tongue, only to find that he was surrounded by the crowd.

"Boss, how do you sell this blue enchantress? I want them all! A young lady next to her said to the boss with a handkerchief wiping her tears.

"Wait! I'll pay twice as much as her, boss, you'll have to sell it to me. A boy grabbed the conversation next to him.

"Boss, there must be a first-come-first-served serving."

"Hmph, what comes first and comes, the one with the highest price has to be real."

"Boss, you can tell me a price."

"Boss ......"

For a while, the crowd was excited, surrounding the boss to coax those few blue roses, and finally there was a high bidder, Wang Ranran, who was squeezed around in the crowd, was dumbfounded, I go, what is the situation? It's just a story, but as for it?

"Zhan Yue, you say, what about them? Yes? Wang Ran was speechless and pulled Zhanyue's clothes, protected by him in his arms from being touched.

Zhan Yue, who heard her words, just laughed and escorted her out of the crowd. Wang Ranran couldn't help but think, if she went to open a flower shop, got out the modern flower language, and made up a story for each flower, wouldn't she make a profit? Thinking about it, Wang Ranran's two eyes that smiled were going to turn into the shape of gold ingots.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhan Yue looked at her smiling obscenely and asked curiously.

"Hehe, I'm thinking, if we can't get along in the future, we can go and open a flower shop, and we can definitely make a profit."

"Do you want to open a flower shop?"

"Hehe, maybe oh~" Wang Ranran said with a smile, at this time, there was a sound of gongs and drums, Wang Ranran grabbed Zhanyue's hand, "Let's go, the Douhua Conference is about to start." ”

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In a spacious place in the middle of the flower street, a high platform was erected, and the flower fighting conference was held on the high platform. When Wang Ranran pulled Zhan Yue to arrive, there were already a lot of people here.

"Everyone! Everybody! ”

At this time, a middle-aged man walked up from the high platform, raised his hand to signal the audience to be quiet, and when he saw the middle-aged man on stage, the people below were really quiet, waiting for him to speak.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Shen is holding a flower fighting conference here today, one is to exchange experiences with all colleagues, and the other is also to let more people appreciate these good flowers. Shen invited several old-timers to be referees today, and of course, the opinions of the audience are also very important. ”

After Boss Shen finished speaking, the audience was in a commotion, he raised his hand and pressed it down, and when everyone was quiet, he said: "Okay, I announce, the Douhua Conference will officially start now!" ”

After a tight gong sound, Boss Shen spoke again: "Today's Douhua Conference, it is better for me Shen to start the jackpot first." Presumably everyone has also heard that Shen got a flower seed in the desert, and today Shen took this flower seed to compete. ”

As soon as he waved his hand, someone carried a flower pot up and placed it on the display table on the high platform, and when it was placed, Boss Shen began to introduce the flower seeds he brought back from the desert.

"This flower, I got it from a tribe in the desert, according to the locals, this flower is called Yimihua, it only blooms once in five years, and today, it is the day it blooms. Let's witness the moment of its flowering. ”

The audience waited quietly, without even whispering, everyone wanted to see what kind of flower this flower that is said to grow in the desert and looks like an inconspicuous weed. Wang Ranran stared at it for a moment, she had heard of Yimihua, but it was only a flower that existed in legends, and it didn't really exist, she wanted to see what the real Yimihua in this world looked like.

After waiting for about a stick of incense, the Yimi flower on the display table finally moved, it slowly shook its petals, stretched little by little, and bloomed its beauty to the fullest in the sun.

"It's really Emihua!" Wang Ran looked at the flower on the stage that bloomed with four-colored petals and exclaimed.

Her voice was not very loud, but now the whole street was quiet and a pin could be heard, and her exclamation naturally attracted the attention of others, and they all looked at her, so that some people who had experienced the Blue Enchantress incident before recognized her.

"Ah, it's you!"

"Girl, does this Yimihua also have some beautiful stories?"

"Yes, yes, or you can tell us about it."

Wang Ran looked at these coaxing people and was speechless for a while, she just told a little story on a whim, how did it develop like this?

"The girl knows this flower?" Boss Shen also asked Wang Ranran on the high platform.

"......" Wang Ran helped his forehead, "I heard." ”

"Oh? Where has the girl heard of it? Can you tell us about it? Boss Shen stretched out his hand to invite Wang Ranran to the stage, "To be honest, I had never heard of Yimihua before I met it, and I didn't know much about it. ”

"Uh, okay......"

Wang Ran has a feeling that it is difficult to ride a tiger, helplessly walked on the high platform, first carefully looked at the Yimi flower, it is really beautiful, the four-color petals are crystal clear under the sunlight, it blooms brilliantly, as if to occupy all the colors of the world. Once you have your thoughts straightened out, you can start telling the story.

"One day, deep in the desert, on the Gobi Desert, a plant with a huge root system saw a plant with only one root next to it and asked, 'Hey, what's your name?' 'My name is Emihua. ''What?'' Are you 'flowers'? You only have one root! The plant with a huge root system no longer paid attention to the Emihua, and thought to itself: This is the Gobi Desert, and in order to grow well, you must have a huge root system, and this guy who calls himself Emihua has only one root, and he is lying.

Plants with large root systems see Emycetes diligently cuttings every day. The plant with a huge root system said to Yimihua: 'Die, this is the desert, this is the desert desert, this is the desert desert, if you want to grow well, you have to have a huge root system, you only have one root, how can you bloom?' ’

Emyhua continued to work. And so, a year has passed, two years have passed, three years have passed, and the emihua still has not bloomed, and the plant with a huge root system has now bloomed, and it is now an ordinary flower, and it says to the emihua: 'Three years have passed, and you have not bloomed, you give up.' 'Emika still hasn't given up.

One day two years later, the ordinary flower saw a very beautiful flower beside her, this beautiful flower had four petals of different colors, which can be described as a miracle in the Gobi Desert! The ordinary flower asked in surprise: 'Who are you, how can such a beautiful flower of yours grow in the Gobi Desert?' ''My name is Omicia. Ordinary flowers can't believe their ears, at first I always thought that Yimi was just a weed, but Yimi really bloomed, more beautiful than themselves.

Emihua continues: 'We only have one root, so it takes a lot of time to take cuttings, and the flowering period is only two days. In two days, we'll be gone. The ordinary flower asked: 'Isn't it a pity that you spend so much time on planting when you only have two days of flowering?' Yimihua said: "What we pursue is: once in life, once in beauty." ’

Two days later, the Yimihua was indeed damaged with the fragrance of the mother plant. Emihua represents miracles and unwavering faith rooted in the depths of the soul. ”