Chapter Twenty-Nine

The tenth group has not yet appeared, but Hua Niang walked on the stage, and said in a somewhat high-pitched voice: "The following is the last group, you know, Fengyunyan girl from Fengqilou will also appear in this group, everyone has to open their eyes to see clearly." ”

The people in the audience were wondering how the flower girl went up, and when they heard it, they all understood, it was Feng Yunyan who appeared in this group for a long time, and the beauties in the previous groups were already quite outstanding, especially Chu Yueling in the first group, who could be regarded as a stunning beauty, I don't know how beautiful this Feng Yunyan can be, and she dared to be called the first beauty in the world, and all the guests in Fengqi Tower were waiting with wide eyes at this time.

Not long after, ten dressed women came to the stage, but there seemed to be only one person in people's eyes, wearing a soft silk white dress on the body, without a trace of variegated decoration, the light veil covered the face without seeing its true face, the hair bun was lightly pulled, only a mutton fat white jade hairpin was inserted, the demeanor was sultry, as if it was the most dazzling light between heaven and earth, people couldn't take their eyes off it, just like a white lotus like peerless isolation, but with an indescribable charm and charm, although they couldn't see the true face, but like a poem that couldn't be read, couldn't read, couldn't read clearly, people couldn't help but look at it, Fascinated and deeply trapped.

Yun Hexuan was also in a daze offstage, although he had long known that she was peerless, but he didn't expect her to be so moving in women's clothing, even he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"There is such a beautiful and charming woman in the world, it seems that this trip to Fengqilou is really worth listening to you." The man in Tsing Yi, who was nearly thirty years old in the corner, praised.

The young man beside him, who looked seven or eight points similar to him, nodded slightly, but did not answer.

Luo Tiancheng, for some reason, suddenly felt a little in a trance, feeling that he had seen her, and thought again, this plan is impossible, if he has seen Feng Yunyan, how can he forget.

Hua Niang had seen Feng Yunyan a long time ago, although she was shocked, she still quickly came back to her senses and deliberately cleared her throat loudly, because she found that not only the guests in the audience, but even the two referees had forgotten about the competition.

Kong Deming reluctantly came back to his senses, and forced himself to calm down: "Okay, the tenth group of poetry competition has officially begun, the rules are still the same, a bowl of tea is limited, please put pen to paper."

The time for a cup of tea is coming soon, Hua Niang is very excited, in case Feng Yunyan's poetry is too bad, but it will give her peerless appearance a discount, that man doesn't like a woman with both talent and appearance, and he can't wait to be perfect.

"This is ......" Kong Deming took it and looked at it, his heart trembled, "Good, good, good, what a good word, a good poem!" "Shouting, it's really not simple, sure enough, as I thought, it should be far beyond my imagination, only to look unique, this word is like a floating cloud, like a dragon, ever-changing, the strokes are straight, the knot is neat, the work is wonderful in the dot painting, the charm is in the knot, it is definitely a rare good word, this poem...... It is a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages.

Everyone heard Kong Deming praise it like this, and they all pricked up their ears, for fear of missing a word, but before Kong Deming opened his mouth, the poem in his hand was snatched by the Baili Wushuang on the side, and read softly: "

Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman

Jagged wattles, left and right flowing. My Fair Lady, I covet it.

I can't ask for it, but I can't think about it. Leisurely, tossing and turning.

Jagged wattles, picked left and right. My Fair Lady, Friends of the Piano.

Jagged wattle, left and right. My Fair Lady, bells and drums.

"'Lady' has always been the preference of people, men are competing to see their faces, as the love of their hearts, this poem, with a story written by a man to the pursuit of women, the joy of seeking and not getting, a good grasp of the man's heart, good poetry, the situation." Baili Wushuang exclaimed.

The evaluation of Feng Yunyan in everyone's hearts has once again gone to a higher level.

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"At the beginning of the second competition, the twenty-four girls who passed were invited to go on stage in turn, or sing a song, or do a dance, we prepared two flowers for each guest, one red and one white, and each guest was asked to throw flowers on the stage during the performance, red means passing, and white means failing. As long as more than half of the safflower can pass this round, if the two judges agree on the same opinion, even if the safflower cannot be more than half. Hua Niang announced with a smile.

This second game seems to be ranked according to the results of the first game, the worst performance in the first game goes first, ranking Feng Yunyan last, and before her is Chu Yueling.

I don't know if the people in front of me were hit by Feng Yunyan's excellence, in short, they didn't play well, they sang out of tune, and danced a lot, which made the men in the audience feel full of appetite, and in the end they didn't even bother to throw away the white flowers.

However, that Baili Rong is not abnormal, she has a soft figure, a moving dancing posture, and even more affectionate eyebrows, and she is **** charming between her expectations, and she is very conspicuous among the women who do not play well, and has won a lot of applause.

Lan Yi glanced at this woman, her purpose was very clear, that is, she came to Baili Wushuang, with her identity, she must have known Baili Wushuang for a long time, but she didn't have a chance. Once you have the opportunity to perform, you really can't underestimate it. Thinking about it, anyone who wants to marry Chu Xiangyang is probably not happy, doesn't it mean that this Baili Rong is quite favored? How could such a family affair be decided? That Chu Xiangyang's brother's talent seems to be a little underestimated.

Lan Yi was thinking about it, and there was thunderous applause in the hall again, it turned out that there were already many people in front of her, and Xiao Leling was about to appear, and she was herself after the performance.

Chu Leling was wearing a gorgeous dress, tall and plump, with exquisite curves. There seems to be an innate nobility that makes her every move with a brilliance that cannot be ignored. As soon as she appeared, she immediately attracted the hearts of many men present, and before she started to perform, the red flowers began to be thrown up in a steady stream, accompanied by bursts of cheers.

Lan Yi looked her up and down, this woman was indeed extremely beautiful, and it can be said that she was beautiful. And through the observation just now, I feel that even if Chu Yueling is a person from Chumen, she must be of extremely high birth, and the nobility revealed from her bones cannot be pretended, and her every move does not reveal her aristocratic demeanor.

Chu Yueling chose to dance, her dancing posture was elegant and moving, her graceful figure seemed to dance on the high platform with delicate fragrant flowers, and the corners of her skirt fluttered, as if she was about to step away, it was indeed a rare dance.

For a while, the shouts in the hall were incessant, surging up like a wave.

Chu Leling was obviously very satisfied with her performance, her voice was panting, her cheeks were flushed, everyone was fascinated by her, and she couldn't help but feel a little proud, she danced with all her might, and finally won a full house, so that many women competing for the Oiran were sideways, looking back at Liuying's gaze quickly swept across the audience, and fell on the young body in the corner, seeing that there seemed to be no appreciation and nostalgia in his eyes, but a trace of disgust was revealed between his eyebrows, and his heart was cold, and he felt that he seemed to be a little forgetful. Hurriedly put on a posture of the awe-inspiring and inviolable snow of the Tianshan Mountains.

(Saturday and Sunday business trip, two days off, sweat one, I'm really sorry, I didn't save the manuscript, try to add more from next Monday, crawl away......)