Zheng Xiu'er looked at Meng Yuele, who was elated and very proud, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of energy, she couldn't help but smile and shook her head, stood up and said: "Okay, seeing that the time is almost now, let's go over, today is the first day of the competition, it should be very easy, let's have a quick decision." ”

"I still want to see Cao Sangongzi painting, this is my sister's favorite, if I don't go over early, I won't even be able to stand in a good position, hurry up, hurry up, let's go."

Because of Zheng Xiu'er by her side, several of them walked together with 'Zheng Hongchao', and this cousin and cousin saved people from guessing and thinking

is not much different from what Zheng Xiuer said, today's first test is really easy, in such a ten-to-six event, not to mention Meng Yue Leshun's shortlist, even the four most eye-catching noblewomen of Zhaoyang County Lord have all entered the semi-finals.

It can be said that the four people in front of them are exactly the same, with a long vest with red tight sleeves on the upper body, a special spiral skirt for horseback riding on the lower body, and a noble girl with a dazzling ruby head on her head, which is simply the focus of attention of the audience.

No matter whether the spectators who surrounded the inside and outside were men or women, and no matter what mood they were cheering for, they were cheering for them excitedly when they appeared in archery.

Even the county lord of Zhaoyang, a royal guest who has seen countless big scenes, couldn't help but become a little red in such a joyous and thunderous atmosphere, and his already beautiful appearance added a little color!

Zheng Xiuer and Cao Tang, the two of them, have unswervingly stayed in the realm of calligraphy and painting competitions in previous years, and they really haven't come to see the bow and arrow competition. Shocked by the roar of thousands of people, I almost felt like my heart was going to be shaken out.

At this moment when everyone has no scruples, what rules and etiquette, what is the difference between men and women, and what should not be done. All of them were soaked in the back of people's minds, Cui Wanqing was noisy at first, and covered her ears with her hands.

But when she saw Zheng Xiuer and Cao Tang, and also clapped and cheered with the people around her, she suddenly felt that there was a kind of catharsis in her heart*, and she was teased to break out of the cocoon!

She unconsciously lowered the hand covering her ear. Begin to follow all the people around you, applauding, cheering, and jumping together.

Heart, in this moment. It's so enjoyable, this shout without scruples, unscrupulously thrown, has been buried deep in Cui Wanqing's heart, the fear of sudden rebirth, the panic of the soul being exchanged into the skin of the ninth sister, and the sadness of losing the most truly beloved daughter in her previous life

A qiē, a qiē, all the things that were dug deep by herself. It was all catharsis so directly, and in an instant, Cui Wanqing felt that she had become lighter. It's really lighter, and I even feel like I'm floating in the sky.

In this weird and joyful atmosphere, Cui Wanqing and the others squeezed out of the crowd hand in hand after Meng Yue's pen competition, laughing and making trouble. You push me, and I'll hug you again. Incomparably brisk, he trotted all the way back to the wing room of the small building listening to the rain.

Not much. Surrounded by red spots, Meng Yuele, who couldn't see her expression at all, came back, and several maids had already prepared their clothes and hot water, and surrounded Meng Yuele in an orderly manner, and after a while, a young man with a terrible face turned back into a pretty and lovely young lady.

The sisters couldn't help but talk with interest for a while, and then they held hands and hurried to the shore of Liming Lake, where they tried their painting skills.

They rushed to the vicinity of the viewing promenade on the shore of Mingli Lake, which was already crowded, but unlike the bow and arrow competition, the people watching the game here were all quiet and elegant people, one or two of them were standing still and watching, and they would not make any too loud noise, and even whispering was rare.

This calligraphy and painting art competition is the most elegant, but along a large circle of viewing corridors, a painting case followed by a painting case, basically about to circle around the lake, half of it is calligraphy, half of it is painting, all of it is orderly, self-contained.

Cui Wanqing had never been to the Double House Conference in her previous life, and when she saw this scene, she compared it with the bow and arrow competition that could be called crazy just now.

It is no wonder that every year's double academy conference will be so talked about, and some things will even be talked about by the teahouse for a whole year, whether it is the warm and rich cultural atmosphere in front of you, or the rough and wanton martial arts atmosphere just now, it is deeply touching the hearts of every spectator.

The teachers of Jinghui College once said four words when they asked everyone to sign up, 'focus on participation'.

These four words have been best confirmed in Cui Wanqing's mind today, such as the earlier bow and arrow competition, Cui Wanqing saw with his own eyes, there are many students, five arrows are shot, but three arrows fly out of the target.

But they were still serious about the competition, and the onlookers outside did not applaud, but cheered for them even more wave after wave.

Now on the viewing promenade around the lake, those who participate in the calligraphy and painting competition, even if there are no five hundred people, it is not far away, you look at the courteous literary sons in the east, and then look at the graceful and delicate ladies in the west, all of them are concentrating and concentrating on their own masterpieces on the bookcase.

In fact, the total number of people in this group will only be rated as the top three in calligraphy and painting, and the top ten in excellent works, but in fact, the leaders who are really proficient in the way of calligraphy and painting, the two academies together, are only twenty or thirty people.

So why are so many people coming to accompany the test? I think it's just for my heart, for my own preferences, and for my own persistence!

Cui Wanqing figured this out, and suddenly felt that she was vulgar, "At that time, I should also participate in the calligraphy competition, it is a small matter whether I can enter the top three, it is not a problem whether my own level is good or bad, the important thing is that I can also participate in it, and I can be deeply immersed in this vast ocean with these people."

Because Cao Tang and Zheng Xiu'er were traveling together, one was Cao Xiu's sister-in-law and the other was Cao Xiu's admirer, so they were walking along the cobblestone road by the lake while looking around where Cao Xiu was.

"It should be the front! There were more onlookers there than anywhere else. Zheng Xiu'er was the first to stretch out her jade hand and pointed from afar.

Immediately afterwards, he couldn't help but muttered in a low voice: "Fortunately, in the annual calligraphy and painting competition, the outside of the viewing corridor is separated by a brocade ribbon, otherwise so many people are staring at you, even if no one makes a sound, but it is enough to disturb people's minds, in such a weird atmosphere, think about it, how can it still make people feel at ease to paint?" ”

Zheng Xiuer really deserves to be a person who loves painting, and she is usually a calm sister, but this time, facing the crowd in front of her, it is rare to be coquettish.

Not to mention, what she said was really right, the boundary that Zheng Xiuer pointed to from afar just now is really the place where Cao Xiu's painting case is located, because of the crowd in the audience, there are fifty steps away from the people who are competing, so although Cui Wanqing and the others are late, they can still see Cao Xiu's figure.

The familiar figure was facing away from them at this time, standing almost motionless on the viewing corridor by Liming Lake, Cao Xian looked at the lake beside him with a side face, tender green lotus leaves, fluttering on the painting boat, I don't know what he was thinking about so engrossedly.

He was wearing a very simple dress today, which was the most ordinary white scribe's robe, only the robe was snow-white, as if it were spotless, and even the sunlight was embarrassed to leave a little mottled shadow on the shirt.

Under the backdrop of this simple white robe, Cao Xiu's hair is even blacker, showing more and more the poetic luster of his slender neck under the bun.

Cao Xiu is not very old and his stature is not particularly high, but he is even thinner when surrounded by everyone in front and behind, but his back is straight, like a poplar tree, which makes people unconsciously born, but in this slightly thin body, it contains a sense of tenacity and strength.

At this moment, Cui Wanqing somehow had a feeling, as if she had never seen a man more elegant than Cao Xiu.

After experiencing such a complex and sad pain of losing his mother, Cao Xiu not only did not sink into the darkness as Cui Wanqing worried, but his whole body still exuded a bright and beautiful atmosphere.

Just such a simple back has completely infected the people around him, and Cui Wanqing, without exception, is also one of those infected by Cao Xiu.

"Cao Sangongzi must still be the first place today, you look at him, he doesn't show pressure at all, his demeanor is very relaxed, in this indifferent and determined state, it is easier to draw good paintings."

"On the other hand, the people in front of and behind him, one by one, frowned and paused, pacing in place, tsk, tsk, Zheng Xiuer should be the one who knows the most about painting among the four of them, so it is natural that she began to reassure her sisters.

In fact, Cui Wanqing felt that what Zheng Xiuer said was a bit exaggerated, and Cao Xiu was standing and pondering like this, probably thinking about how he should paint next.

And those small actions of others are probably just personal habits, just like Zheng Xiuer said anxious? Or is it a gain or a loss?

She couldn't help but cover her face with a handkerchief, hiding behind Meng Yuele's back and snickering, secretly happy in her heart, "Alas, if you worship a person too much, you will really become blind, now what does Cousin Xiu do, in the eyes of Sister Xiu'er, is the best, right?" ”

Meng Yuele and Cui Wanqing posted recently, she felt the tremor from behind her, and couldn't help but turn around and ask curiously, "Sister Qing, what are you laughing at?" Did you see something interesting? Say it and let the sisters see it? (To be continued) R466