Chapter 116: Two of the Four Races

"Ahem......" A cough, Ah Zhen didn't answer, the middle-aged man who was in a hurry, pinched his throat and shouted stupidly: "I chatted a few words with the dead old men behind me just now, and I was a little thirsty." ”

"Bang ......" thousands of spectators neatly planted a fight, unable to believe that the game was almost over, and he even said that he was a little thirsty.

"Aunt Su, my Aunt Su......" The narrator slapped his hand in a hurry, stomped his mother's feet and said: "If you want to give up, just say it, don't toss people like this, okay?" ”

"Who said I was going to give up?" Ah Zhen turned his eyes to look at the death report, pinched his throat and said, "I'm thirsty, can't I want a cup of tea?" ”

"Yes, of course." The middle-aged commentator has no temper at all, he bent his shoulders and walked away from him, he is competing, he doesn't draw who has a way to take him.

Seeing this death report with his shoulders bowed and his head down, Ah Zhen opened his mouth and shouted to Pianjun next to the stairs: "Pianjun, make a cup of tea to drink." ”

Holding a cup of nectar, Pian Jun was anxious for him, biting his mouth and running quickly to the stage against the eyes of everyone, the fiery red face hurriedly handed him the cup in his hand, and then hurriedly ran back to the stage and hid into the crowd.

"Heh......" lightly held the cup of nectar water in his hand, Ah Zhen turned around and walked back to his position with a deep smile, and after the big butt sat down, he muttered: "What is good to draw?" While looking up and contemplating, he casually poured some nectar into the inkstone, and suddenly had an epiphany and said to himself without anyone noticing: "Okay, just draw peach blossoms." ”

"Huh......" Uncle finally made up his mind, and everyone was obviously relieved for him, and then collectively looked at the incense that was about to burn out.

"Hahaha......" Hong Xuri, who sat next to him, drew the last bird's beak, laughed and got up, and teased Aunt Su who had just started next to him: "Aunt Su, the time is only half an hour, and it seems that you are a little late to do it now." ”

"I made it to you, can't you see it?" Picking up the pen and drawing the petals, Ah Zhentou didn't look down and said disdainfully: "I don't have any energy to compete with you, I don't let you go, even if you win, what sense of accomplishment do you have?" ”

When the wild words landed, thousands of people in the audience were in an uproar, and then countless whispers broke out.

"...... Uproar"

"Is what Aunt Su said true?"

"It may be true, he dared to pick Jiangnan alone in the morning, and this is really the majority."

"Wouldn't it? If so, then this pen is really a magic pen. ”

"Hmph......" After finishing the last stroke, Xiang Qingye stood up angrily, squinted at the ghost drawing talisman on his desk, and hummed disdainfully: "I dare not be ashamed to say anything about this pen, three-year-old children draw better than you." ”

"Then let's see." The time was about to come, Ah Zhen casually looked at the large number of butterflies not far away, and sped up and chanted while drawing: "Peach Blossom Nunnery in Peach Blossom Dock, Peach Blossom Fairy in Peach Blossom Nunnery; The peach blossom fairy planted peach trees and picked peach blossoms for wine money. ”

"Qiang ......"

With the last stroke, the gong happened to sound. Putting away the pen, Ah Zhen stood up with a smile and said, "It's better to draw early, it's better to paint skillfully, and I just finished it." ”

"Humph......"

"Phew......"

"Humph......"

"Humph......"

The curious geniuses stood up and rushed to his table, and when they saw the broken flowers and fallen leaves, they sneered at their noses and made a loud noise.

"Okay." The female jury suddenly praised it, and then an old female voice praised it, and the old judge raised his hand and fanned his nose and took a deep breath: "Miss Huang's peony is really a national color and heavenly fragrance, elegant and elegant, with soft curves, as if it is clear and fragrant." ”

"Not bad, not bad." Several old men from the male jury walked up to the Hongri case, and a large number of people stroked their beards and nodded in praise. "This crane is really a fairy beast among birds, looking up at the warbler and magpie bird, the wing lines are smooth, with ingenuity and ingenuity."

The voices on the stage were amazed and the false voices rose and fell layer by layer, and the scores were given to a large number of talented ladies and gentlemen, and the judges then moved neatly towards the Ah Zhen table case.

"This ......"

"This ......"

"What is this?"

As soon as the large number of judges approached the table, their eyes only glanced at each other, and their faces turned green, and they couldn't believe that this flower-urging maniac had ruined such a delicate peach blossom like this.

Ah Zhen automatically closed his ears and thought that the group was farting. Glancing at the large number of restless butterflies not far away, he raised the corners of his mouth and asked these selling champion judges, "How is it?" This peach blossom is enough to confuse the real with the fake, right? ”

"It's a mess ......"

"...... Uproar"

"A lot of butterflies ......"

"...... Uproar"

The ridicule and ridicule of the judges have not yet been spoken, and the audience is suddenly chaotic like a pot of porridge. Thousands of people looked up in amazement and pointed to the large pile of butterflies flying towards the stage, and their jaws fell to the ground with sonorous walls.

"What's going on?"

"What's going on?"

Shocked to see the butterfly actually staying on the peach blossoms painted by Aunt Su to collect pollin, everyone on and off the stage was stunned, rubbing their eyeballs and still unable to believe what they saw.

"This! How can it be? Impossible! The pupils of Guozijian and Gongzhi Tan Jiong, who were steadily victorious, dilated, the blood on their faces faded, and the two pairs of old eyes stared at the butterflies that kept flying from the peach and pear forest, unable to believe it, unable to believe its weird everything.

"Hahaha ......" When the painting was densely packed with butterflies, Ah Zhen laughed wildly, strode to the front of the stage, and asked the stunned audience with full of energy: "No matter how beautiful the peony described by Miss Huang is, how can it compare with my peach blossoms?" ”

Zhang Zhang's chin dropped, and he looked blankly at Huang Yuying along his fingers. A large number of butterflies flying in the air kept coming to the stage, but none of them stopped on Miss Huang's desk, which was not comparable to the original.

"Aunt Su's peach blossoms can be real, and it is really a miracle to let the butterflies come to pick each other. This painting is superb, fairy paintings, fairy flowers! Although the middle-aged narrator did not see how he painted, he was able to make a large number of butterflies come to collect powder, and there is no need to comment on who the winner of this game is.

"Aunt Su's painting beats ......"

"Aunt Su wins ......"

The peach blossoms caught by butterflies can no longer be seen clearly, and the judges can't fake it in front of everyone, so they raise their unwilling throats and win. So many people have seen butterflies come to collect pollen, how can they refute him? If they really do, they will not only be ruined, but they will inevitably be killed from now on.

"How?" Raising the corners of his mouth, Ah Zhen glanced at the stunned Yuan Xuri and Xiang Qing provocatively, before waving his hand to drive away the butterfly in the painting, folding the paper peach blossom full of pink honey, and teasing the two stupid brothers: "This is what you call a three-year-old child's painting?" ”

"You ......" saw the peach blossoms he painted with their own eyes, and the two of them asked in the bottom of their hearts: "Do you know how to attract butterflies?" Is there any other explanation besides this one?

"What? Can't afford to lose? Ah Zhen squinted and said with disdain: "If you lose the game, do you lose even your character?" Is it time to trap me for cheating? ”

"You ......" Hong Rixu and Xiang Qing were red-faced, and pointed directly at his nose and said: "The peach blossoms you painted don't even have Shenshao, how can you make butterflies look real?" ”

"Want to know the essence?" Ah Zhen hugged his chest and raised his eyebrows again: "You might as well gouge out your dog eyes and put on butterfly eyes, maybe you will know how beautiful this peach blossom is." ”

"This ......" the two stammered, and then folded their shoulders and clenched their fists hatefully: "Please advise you in the next game." "They are not butterflies, how do they know what the peach blossoms in the eyes of butterflies are?

Just as they were talking, the judges' scores were released, and Huang Yuying, who was originally the first to be decided, retreated to the second line, and then the five talented ladies who were eliminated walked down the stairs in frustration.

After the score came out, Ah Zhenyuan glanced at the ugly face of Guozijian, and defiantly apologized to Huang Yuying, who was a few steps away: "Miss Huang, I'm sorry, I robbed you of the first." ”

"Where, Lin Gongzi's paintings can be picked by butterflies, but Yuying's painting skills are not good." Huang Yuying, who was blessed, was abrupt in her heart, why did Tingting's husband say such strange things?

Sure enough, I don't know. Seeing Huang Yuying's worthy appearance, Ah Zhen's eyes squinted with a thick smile, and he glanced at Guozijian again, but he walked back to his chair and sat down without saying a word, hugging his chest and legs and guessing when the dead old man would raise the teacup?

A layer of sweat appeared on the foreheads of Guozijian and Gongzhi Tanjiong, and the old mouth was pale and stared at the leisurely man. Where did he learn about secrets that no one knew about? Five thousand taels of gold, he also dared to open this mouth.

"Wonderful." After the eliminated five people stepped down, the middle-aged commentator excitedly ran from the left to the right of the stage, and then ran back to the center from the right of the stage, clapped the fan in his hand and said: "The painting competition just now is really unexpected, Aunt Su's painting skills can be called a ghost, what will happen to the art competition below?" Can Aunt Su still attract the voice of the world? Let's wait and see. ”

"Qiang ......"

As soon as the big mouth closed, the brocade gong sounded again, and then the two Xiao Si held two lyre, one on Ah Zhen's table, and the other on Huang Yuying's table.

"This competition is a match, the first and second match, the winner does not have to wait for the score, the loser must play the third match, then the fourth and fifth match, the sixth pair of seventh, and the ranking is divided until the fourteenth and fifteenth." Just when Ah Zhenhu wondered how there were two pianos, the middle-aged commentator opened his mouth wide and quickly solved all his doubts.

After saying the rules, the middle-aged man turned to look at Ah Zhen, then at Huang Yuying, and asked with a fan: "I don't know if the two of you have any opinions?" ”

"Yes." When the sound fell, Ah Zhen got up and asked, "Are the two of them stroking the piano at the same time?" ”

"Of course, how else can you tell the winner?" The middle-aged man answered as a matter of course.

"Is there a prescribed genre?"

"There are no rules for the type of music, you can play the music written by predecessors, or you can create your own, as long as the judges think the tune is beautiful, you can get a high score."

"If you play the piano at the same time, but play different scores, will the judges be confused?" Can you comment on two different pieces of music at the same time?

"Huh?" His inquiry stunned a large number of people who had been playing the piano since elementary school. The middle-aged narrator asked suspiciously: "Aunt Su, don't you know the piano?" ”

"A little bit of a thing, a little bit of a thing." This death report is so powerful, a few words know that he doesn't know the piano.

"In that case, why do you still ask such a shallow thing?" The commentator was extremely puzzled, shook his head and said: "The judges are the grandmasters of the qin law, and when I heard two sounds, it was a pediatric question. In addition, if there is no beating, how can you proofread the music, and how can you evaluate the strings. ”

"Alright, alright, let's get started." Ah Zhen was in a fog, and urgently stopped the big mouth in front of him. Whatever, whatever, he didn't even understand half of the ten sentences of the death report.

Huang Yuying saw that he finished asking questions, Qianqianyu immediately pulled out the seven strings on the case, closed her eyes and listened carefully to the seven tones that were crossed away, Qianqianyu's hand gently caressed and shook the strings, and invited Ah Zhen with a smile: "Lin Gongzi, please." ”

Ah really didn't know anything about the lyre, so he cocked his legs, and smiled at Miss Huang, who invited him: "You play yours, leave me alone." ”

"Huh? This, since so, then ...... And the warbler was ugly. Huang Yuying was abrupt in his heart, didn't he try it? Don't play with her? Shaking the mist of confusion in her head, Huang Yuying's pair of Qianqian jade hands softly pulled out the amorous silk strings, and as her jade fingers stroked, the strings of amorous warblers instantly made thousands of people fall into a pool of soft waves. Immersed in the whispers of the strings, the noisy crowd was quiet, and for a while it was so quiet that even a needle could be heard.