King Yunluo was born in the military, but he was able to pay homage to the prime minister, and then become the king, his literary style is naturally not bad, not only is it not bad, he is also a poet, so after reading Yue Luo's "Happy Migration Warbler", he will feel wonderful, and even can't help but stand up and applaud the table.

Those judges also know poetry, and they also feel very good when they hear King Yunluo read it, and of course, what is even better is the attitude of King Yunluo.

It's clear, don't worry too much, A one.

The judges all secretly set a score for Yue Luo's song "Happy Migration Warbler" in their hearts.

After reading Yue Luo's words, King Yunluo browsed the remaining words faster. And with Yue Luo's "Happy Migration of the Ying" in front, it is even more difficult for the poems at the beginning of the other lines to enter the eyes of King Yunluo, basically, most of them were thrown to the ground.

So, soon the results of the second round came out.

Yue Luo once again won the first place in the whole class, becoming a well-deserved first place, and the song "Happy Migration Warbler" was hung on the Meilan Pavilion for others to watch.

The second place is Liu Feifei, the third place is Yue'er, the fourth place is Yunyan, the fifth place is the head of a second-rate Qinglou, and as for the fluttering poems of the Red Mansion, they are ranked after the tenth.

Although Yue Luo was in front of the first round of the singing and dancing competition, the audience on both sides of the strait was still in an uproar after learning the results.

The song and dance are so good, and the poetry is so good? Oh my God, isn't this falling flower fairy really a fairy descending to earth?

Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Wang Heng poked his neck and glanced at Mei Lanting a few times, and then hurriedly retreated to prevent him from falling into the river again. He didn't change his clothes after he got up from the river, so he stayed here to watch. Therefore no one squeezed him, lest his clothes get wet.

On the shore, I couldn't even see the faces of those leaders, let alone the words on rice paper. Retreating to a safe place, Wang Heng thought, after the Oiran Contest passed, he must rent a boat to see what kind of poems the falling flower fairy wrote, which made King Yunluo stand up excitedly.

This is the sullenness of poor scholars.

In the river, Fan Yu saw that the judges around him were still talking about the song "Happy Migration Warbler", and couldn't help sighing, and said in his heart: It's a pity, it's a pity. Why did such a good girl become a Qinglou woman? If not. That's good.

Liuyingju on the bow of the flower boat, Liu Feifei went to see Yue Luo again, and it happened that Yue Luo also looked at her.

"Miss Feifei, don't come unharmed." Yue Luo said with a smile.

Liu Feifei's eyes flashed. "I'm fine. It's just that I don't know how to call you my son-in-law. Or call you the Falling Flower Fairy. ”

Yue Luo said: "As long as Miss Feifei is willing, it doesn't matter what she is called." ”

Liu Feifei shook her head and said, "No." I'm afraid that after today, when we meet again, I will call you sister. ”

The rules of the geisha industry are that when the other people see the Oiran for the first time, they must call their sister to show that the Oiran is of high status. When Liu Feifei said this, she obviously admitted defeat.

Yue Luo smiled and didn't speak, because the third round of the instrument competition was about to start.

The happiest Lou Yue'er, holding a verdant jade flute, looked not sad or happy, and played on the bow of the boat.

It is said that Yue Luo is stealing the limelight like this, if there is no accident, Yue'er will inevitably give up the position of Oiran this year, which should be the most uncomfortable, but she showed no concern at all, which made Yue Luo very curious.

Yue'er's jade flute is very good, at least Yue Luo thinks that he can't blow it so well if he blows it normally. Liu Feifei's piano sound Yue Luo has heard it, needless to say, it is also very good, but today she is destined to be sad in this round of competition, because Yue Luo also has to play the piano.

Yue Luo asked Xiao Qian to light a box of sandalwood on the bow of the boat, green smoke rose curlingly, Yue Luoyu waved his hand, sat down on the piano, and the sound of ding dong sounded slowly, and the audience was drunk.

In the previous life, although Yue Luo was a master of the piano and flute, she only liked to play the piano, because she used to be a man, and she always felt that the meaning of the flute was not very good. Because she likes to play the piano, she later practiced and became on the right path, so she dissolved the spell into the sound of the piano. There are those who directly attack to cause physical damage, and there are also invisible and unconscious plotting spirits, and what she is best at is the charm of the piano sound.

Whether it is the physical attack of the sonic wave or the spirit of the conspiracy, others can detect it, and only this charming piano sound can unconsciously affect people's hearts and make people unguardable.

Yue Luo is only in the middle stage of Qi cultivation now, and he can't use any too clever means, but now the people on both sides of the Luo River and on that boat are just mortals, so they don't need too clever means. A small charm spell, coupled with her superb piano skills, is a second kill!

Yue Luo withdrew a pair of jade hands, but the sound of the piano lingered endlessly on the surface of the Zizi River, echoing in everyone's ears. After a long while, King Yunluo let out a long breath and said angrily: "This king has also heard many luthiers play in the capital, but there has never been one who can make this king listen so like a god." ”

Enough, one sentence is enough.

You must know that when the first few played musical instruments, King Yunluo didn't say a word. Therefore, the judges once again gave Yue Luo a first result.

In the third round, the Falling Flower Fairy of Baihualou won the first one again!

Is there any need for the Oiran Contest to continue? Without. All three rounds of the tournament are first, and this year's Oiran is already in the bag of the falling flower fairy. Even if there are other leaders in the back who have all the best ones, so what, is it comparable to the three full firsts? Can't compare.

So, after giving Yue Luo's score, the judges exchanged glances with each other.

Between the blank clouds on the Luo River, Nian Xuexing and Tang Yu were both frowning, their eyes focused on Yue Luo below, and their divine thoughts also swirled around Yue Luo.

"Senior Sister Xuexing, why can't I feel that there are aura fluctuations around this Falling Flower Fairy?" Tang Yu said very depressedly.

Nian Xuexing glanced at Tang Yu and didn't speak.

Tang Yu understood what she meant, and continued: "If this Falling Flower Fairy is really an ordinary mortal, how could you and I be immersed in her piano sound for a moment just now?" ”

This time, Nian Xuexing spoke, and his voice was still cold: "If I am not strong-minded, I can't blame others." ”

Tang Yu smiled and said, "I am a person in the Demon Dao, and it is normal for my mind to be not strong, but Senior Sister Xuexing, hasn't your Goddess Palace always paid attention to purity of heart and few desires?" ”

Nian Xuexing glanced at Tang Yu again. Stop talking.

Tang Yu smiled again, and said in his heart: The whites of these eyes are very amorous.

Below, King Yunluo glanced at the judges who were squeezing their eyebrows at each other on the left and right, and snorted lightly: "Do you still need to hesitate about this?" Since this Oiran contest has already had a result, it will be a waste of manpower and material resources to continue. So, announce the results. ”

"Yes, yes."

"The prince is high."

The prefect and Zhu Yuanwai flattered together, but they smiled bitterly in their hearts: Hey, we all know that the Oiran has come out, and the game should be over. But you don't open your mouth. How dare we decide on our own?

Flattering or complaining, the judges finally announced the results of this year's Los Angeles Oiran contest.

"In the thirty-eighth year of the Great Zhou Dade, the Los Angeles Oiran Contest has come to an end. This year's Oiran is the fallen flower fairy of the Hundred Flowers Building! The loud-voiced host stood in the Meilan Pavilion and shouted loudly, spreading on both sides of the strait. The audience cheered.

The cheers drowned out the host's next words - "Liuyingju Liufeifei won the second place in this Oiran competition." The most joyful Lou Yue'er won the third place in this Oiran Competition. Qunfang Lou Yunyan, won the fourth place in this Oiran Competition, leaning on the Red Mansion Piaopiao"

The difference between second and first place is only one step. But reputation is a world of difference. The first place is remembered, while the second place is often forgotten. But now that the Oiran contest has just ended, the people behind it are still remembered by the judges, and according to the previous rules, let the top four go upstairs to the boat together and accompany the wine.

Of course, when it comes to rewards, drink with King Yunluo and the judges.

King Yunluo not to mention, these judges are all very promising, they are just red dust women, it is a great honor to be able to have a drink with such a big person. What's more, there is a prince here this year, and the significance is even more extraordinary.

Yue Luo was now, Liu Feifei followed, followed by the absent-minded Yue'er and the heroic Yunyan.

The four big beauties got on the boat, slim and elegant, standing in a row, and the waiter brought wine glasses and wine jugs. So, Yue Luo poured himself a glass of wine, stepped forward, bowed to Yunluo Wang Yingying, and said: "Thank you for your love, I wish you good health and all the best." ”

After speaking, do it first as respect.

These are all explained by Chun's mother in advance, otherwise she will lose her manners in front of the prince, and it will be a big incident.

King Yunluo nodded, he didn't drink, the difference in status was too great, he didn't need to return the salute. But he smiled at Yue Luo very gently: "The Falling Flower Fairy is beautiful and versatile, and she is not much worse than the Yanjing Flower Girl." ”

Yue Luo bowed again and said, "The prince has praised it." ”

The prince was very nervous, so he didn't say much to Yue Luo, Yue Luo retreated, and Liu Feifei stepped forward.

Liu Feifei drank the wine she poured, and Ying Ying bowed and said: "Feifei wishes that the prince will be as blessed as the East China Sea, and his longevity will be better than Nanshan." ”

Liu Feifei was about to get up after worshipping, when suddenly there was an exclamation from around, and she saw a man in white suddenly flying out of the shore, like a gull and heron, turning into a white afterimage, treading water and rushing towards the boat. In the blink of an eye, this person arrived next to the building boat, jumped up, held a long sword with cold light, and stabbed at King Yunluo in the air!

Before the sword arrived, the sword qi was already pressing.

Liu Feifei fell to the ground with a scream, and the long sword of the man in white stabbed towards King Yunluo accurately.

King Yunluo looked at the long sword that pierced his eyebrows, although he was frightened, he did not panic, and lifted the table in front of him to knock the long sword crooked.

However, as soon as the table was lifted, it was smashed by the sword qi, and it didn't even hinder it in the slightest.

Liu Feifei was half-lying on the ground, watching the tip of the sword continue to approach the center of King Yunluo's eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but show a smile. But soon, her smile froze.

"Choke!"

A layer of golden light suddenly appeared on King Yunluo's body, blocking the long sword and sword qi from the outside. King Yunluo was safe and sound.

"Huh?" The man in white narrowed his eyes, flashed his essence, and swung his long sword again.

Boom!

The sword light flickered, and the man in white didn't know how many swords he slashed between his breaths, and he landed on the golden light mask with a roar of metal colliding. Finally, the mask was overwhelmed and shattered with a thud.

At this moment, King Yunluo finally panicked and fell back in embarrassment. But the sword of the man in white followed up like a soul chaser, and stabbed straight into the eyebrows of King Yunluo again.

"Humph! Look for death! ”

Seeing that the long sword was about to pierce the head of King Yunluo, suddenly a cold drink came from King Yunluo's boat next to him, and at the same time, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, hitting the man in white! (To be continued......)