"First of all, the contestants from all countries are invited to the stage." When the contestants in the audience heard this, they all stood up and walked to the stage.

Mu Mengling nodded at Li Xiangrong, Wang Zixuan, and Xiao Rui, and as everyone walked towards the stage, there seemed to be a fire in their hearts, burning brightly. She knew that this was an opportunity, an opportunity to become famous, and she wanted to prove herself on this stage and prove it to her parents.

The secretary gave a brief opening remarks and focused on the rules of the game.

"The rules are the same as before, each contestant imagines according to the questions of the judges, cuts out the picture in your mind, and the time limit is one hour. The results were judged by ten judges, and the top three were selected, and one for the best creation and one for the best potential was awarded. The rest of the time is up to the players. With a wave of his hand, the eyes of the audience were all focused on the players from all over the world on the stage.

On the simple table, there are various colors of rice paper, as well as the necessary tools for paper cutting. Each contestant has a smile on their face, an eager expression, or a calm face.

"The theme of this year's contest is dreams. Start the timer. The boss said the title of the competition on the side.

The expressions of the people on the field are different, and compared with the real thing, the ethereal dream is more difficult to figure out, just like in the eyes of a thousand people, there are a thousand kinds of Hamlet.

Mu Mengling's eyebrows pursed slightly, dream? Before she was reborn, her dream was actually to follow others, go abroad and go abroad, makeup followed makeup, entertainment followed entertainment, until her life disappeared in the earthquake and she was reborn in the new freshman dormitory.

After being reborn, she used the experience of bumping into her previous life to live her life again, to change herself, to change her attitude, until she met love. Speaking of dreams, she never thought of what her dreams were.

Wang Zixuan, who was in the audience, saw Mu Mengling staring at the paper in front of his desk in a daze, and seeing that the other players had already started the movements in their hands one after another, his eyebrows moved, and his fingers were subconsciously clasped together.

Xiao Rui, who was separated by one place, swept his eyes over Wang Zixuan, and said softly: "After all, it is the first time for junior sister to participate in this kind of competition, and it is inevitable to be nervous. ”

Wang Zixuan's gaze moved from the stage to Xiao Rui beside him, and he was surprised that he would say this. The corners of his mouth twitched, and his gaze fell back to the stage.

"She's not nervous, she's dazed." Wang Zixuan suddenly felt that he understood Mu Mengling on the stage, yes, she wasn't nervous, she was at a loss.

"Dazed?" Xiao Rui was stunned by Wang Zixuan's words, and his eyes couldn't help but look at Mu Mengling on the stage again.

At this time, Mu Mengling was just like Wang Zixuan said, his eyes were full of confusion, and some pictures before and after rebirth kept flashing in his mind, what was the purpose of rebirth? For what? In order to break the chrysalis into a butterfly, achieve a different self and a different life. She now has close friends around her, parents and relatives who care about her, and lovers who are happy with her, so she can do what she wants with confidence. Dream, Mu Mengling chewed these two words, looked at the three people who were watching her in the audience, and then fixed in Wang Zixuan's focused and worried eyes, she suddenly smiled gracefully, moved her gaze back, and her subordinates moved quickly.

Painting, repairing, and carving, just like Maleonn's magic brush, there is a painting in the heart, and painting can be made everywhere. Mu Mengling lowered her head, her slender hands fluttering and jumping among the papers like butterflies.

Time passed minute by minute, and each contestant was racing against time to create their own dream map.

"There's still ten minutes left, so you need to hurry. After the work is completed, please put it in your corresponding number box, and then sit back in the venue to rest, and our ten judges will make a professional selection of your works. We will select the top three winners, one for the most promising and one for the best creation. Si Hui looked at the watch in his hand and reminded him with the microphone.

The words of the division made some players appear to be in a hurry, and it is estimated that the difference between their estimated time and the real time is a bit big. But no matter what, there is the paper in his hand as methodically as Mu Mengling, and there is also the finishing touch as skillfully as Tang Cai.

"Lingling." Wang Zixuan's eyes looked at Mu Mengling on the stage with a wrong eye, and he could see it very clearly, Mu Mengling's forehead had already overflowed with fine beads of sweat, flashing uncontrollably; The slender white fingers of the carving knife in her hand were tensed, carefully cut.

Wang Zixuan's thin lips pursed gently, Qingjun's face was untraceable, in fact, only he knew how nervous he was in his heart. He was thinking, he didn't know why the spirit had a confused look in his eyes when he first started; He was afraid, he was afraid that Lingling would not have enough time to complete her work; He was also nervous, he was afraid that Ling Ling cared too much about the gains and losses of this competition, and what would happen to her if she didn't get a satisfactory result.

"When the time comes, please put down the tools in your hands and put your works into the corresponding number box, thank you." The voice of the division resounded again, interrupting the fiery atmosphere on the stage.

"Whew." Mu Mengling exhaled lightly, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay to be in a hurry. She flicked the paper cut lightly with her hand, a relieved smile appeared on her face, the result would be, she couldn't predict it, but she enjoyed the process, worked hard, and tried her best, and left the rest to God.

Mu Mengling took his work and gently placed it in the number box, turned around and walked off the stage cleanly.

"Lingling." Wang Zixuan got up and took the lead in holding Mu Mengling's hand, gently kneading her bone joints with his palm.

Mu Mengling smiled slightly at Wang Zixuan and the others, and sat down in his seat. For an hour, standing on the stage, concentrating on the idea, and constantly drawing, cutting, and carving in his hands, the energy consumed is equivalent to running 10,000 meters. Mu Mengling wanted to lean his head on the bed now and lie down well.

She nodded her head at Li Xiangrong with a slightly pale face: "Master, I tried my best." There was a bit of dryness in his voice, and there was a hint of anticipation in his tone.

Li Xiangrong reached over and patted the back of Mu Mengling's hand gently, "Silly boy, I know, you work hard, it's enough." Hearing the meaning of Mu Mengling's words, she knew that she was afraid that the result of the game would not be satisfactory and would break her heart; I was also afraid that I would lose face in front of Tang Cai at that time, and I was even more worried that I would remember the past and couldn't bear it.

After speaking, he let go of his hand and glanced in the direction of Tang Cai, his face was a little relieved, "Master knows what you are worried about, but Lingling, you have to know that when the master lives to this age, will there be some things that he can't see?" ”

Mu Mengling listened to Li Xiangrong's words, his face froze, and then he smiled happily: "Master, you are the best." This time I will go back and eat the food cooked by Sister-in-law Li. Knowing that Li Xiangrong had already let go of Tang Cai's matter in his heart, Mu Mengling's heart was relieved and he blurted out. Thinking about it afterwards, I couldn't help laughing, maybe I was really influenced by Lin Xiao to become a foodie.

"Okay, tell Sister-in-law Li what you want to eat." Li Xiangrong looked back and said with a kind smile.

"Little junior sister, this competition hasn't come out yet, so you just think about eating it first, and it really impresses me with my senior brother." Xiao Rui also spoke in the middle at the right time.

Mu Mengling closed his eyes embarrassedly: "I'm so tired, I want to sleep for a while, so I'm sorry everyone, please allow me to rest." ”

Xiao Rui raised his hand amusedly and pressed it on the top of Mu Mengling's hair, and gently rubbed it twice: "Sleep." There was a pampering in his voice. At this time, he understood that this little junior sister, who always considered the master, would not be another Tang Cai at all, the Tang Cai who would only make a show to please people for the sake of the purpose. Wang Zixuan on the side looked at Xiao Rui suspiciously, still rubbing Mu Mengling's fingers in his hand.

Mu Mengling leaned back on the soft sofa chair and fell asleep. Several people sat quietly, waiting for the results. (To be continued.) )