"Now it's time for the most exciting moment, the champion of this year's talent competition is-" The bamboo pole is the most appetizing, "Qi Chuxia!" At the moment of the announcement, Mu Qianxun and Ling Youran were both relieved, Yan Zixuan's eyes were most calm, and the happiest was of course Ling Yuran, looking at her dancing with her hands, Yan Zi'an was looking at Ling Youran with a look of hope, staring at Ling Youran so much that he snubbed Ling Yuran who came to seek comfort by his side.

Ling Demon Ran looked at Qi Chuxia, "Congratulations." Ling Demon Ran showed her proper demeanor, and Qi Chuxia did not become domineering because she won the championship, and also smiled, "Thank you." The bamboo pole looked at Ling Youran, and then looked at the audience, "Of course, everyone knows that the last two people elected are the new Beijing Shuangjiao." After the bamboo pole finished speaking, the audience applauded thunderously, Ling Youran's appearance, many princes and disciples fell in love with her, "This little girl looks good and has a good figure." A boy looked at Ling Youran obscenely, because it was far away, Ling Youran didn't really see it, and he didn't know what he was talking about, in short, it wasn't a good thing.

"Hmph, people are the future blessings of Nan Shizi, you ask your own son, the woman you provoked from Nan Shizi?" An informed boy said, "What's not to be provoked? The woman he played with in the morning, I can still move. That boy and brother obviously have no ability, but he just wants to be able to do it in his mouth, Nan Yuanchen, who has been standing behind him, directly bumped into him and walked straight forward. The boy was startled, he didn't even notice that Huang Que was behind. The boy who spoke just now, as well as the people who had been watching the excitement, all secretly thought, fortunately he didn't say anything bad about Nan Yuanchen just now, otherwise it would be miserable, like this son, it would be over, although their family backgrounds present are still good, but they can't fight against Nan Yuanchen, and some of them really can't afford to fight.

Yan Zixuan's eyes kept looking at Ling Youran, she still looked calm, there was no sadness or joy in her eyes, although he loved Ling Youran like this, but every time he saw it, he still felt distressed, he said, there are thousands of women in the world, I only need you alone. He said that there are a hundred charms and thousands of colors in the world, but you are the only one I love.

Seeing Nan Yuanchen walking over, Yan Zixuan turned around and left, Yan Zixuan knew very well that Aunt Ruan and Ling Yuran would not fall for a day, she would not let go of herself for a day, and put herself into the flames of hatred to suffer, then in this life, she could only live for revenge, Yan Zixuan didn't want to see Ling Youran like that, so now he is willing to choose to let go.

Nan Yuanchen just stood under the stage, closer to Ling Youran, and didn't go on stage, which was not in accordance with the rules, but Yan Zixuan didn't see it. "Alright, today's ceremony, over." After a few false ceremonies, the bamboo pole announced the official end of the ceremony.

Siesta:

Ling Youran picked up the pen on the inkstone, waved his hand and wrote on the rice paper:

There are beauties who will never forget it, and they will not be crazy for a day.

The phoenix flies and seeks the phoenix from all over the world.

Fighting snow and frost is full of joy, and there are still plum red branches.

Smell the plum blossoms and the wind, and the snowdrifts are all over the four mountains.

How can he be incarnated into 100 billion, a tree of plum blossoms and a release.

The imperial city is not sleeping, and the lights are several days.

Neon clothes and feathers, singing and dancing Jinluan Palace.

Dressed in green clothes for hunting, the water sleeves flow forward.

The beautiful eyes look forward to lingering, and it is all the time of the year.

The eyebrows of the distant mountains are delicate and pretty, and the pink face is attentive.

Success and defeat are buried in many bones, and the red dust world is a dream.

The history book of Wangcheng has been rewritten, and a few more pages have been added.