Qianniang's excited voice soon attracted the attention of others.

When Qigong heard the sound, he walked over quickly, and when he saw the embroidery needles floating in the copper basin, he also felt quite surprised, so he said loudly: "This little lady has successfully advanced to the next round." ”

"How did you get it?"

"I don't know...... Qianniang smirked, "it's such an inexplicable success." ”

"I know, just now I saw her put something into the basin, it seems to be soil?" A little lady behind Qianniang recalled.

Qianniang nodded: "That's right." ”

"Put soil to make the needle float?"

"Let's try it, everybody."

……

The news of Qianniang's success made others very excited. have followed Qianniang's approach, but there are still very few successful people, and occasionally successful people don't understand what the principle is.

On the contrary, it was Wang Dong, as if he had known the result for a long time, standing on the sidelines, confident.

Wang Mengyao, who walked back, was also confused, looking at Wang Dong, her eyes were full of puzzlement: "Why is this?" ”

Wang Dong didn't sell it, and said with a smile: "The reason is very simple, the water in the copper basin during the day, after being exposed to the sun, the temperature rises, and a large amount of impurities in the air are mixed. At this point, as long as you carefully place the needle on the water, the tension is enough to support the needle to float on the water. ”

"Tension?" Although Wang Mengyao didn't understand what Wang Dong said again, she seemed to be very reasonable, and praised, "I can't imagine that you even know this." ”

"It's just a fluke, it's just a fluke."

Wang Dong turned his gaze to Qianniang on the field, but he didn't notice that Wang Mengyao's gaze at him contained a little strange light.

"I don't know what the second scene is." Wang Dong looked at the figure of Qianniang on the field and sighed in a low voice.

Wang Mengyao said with a smile: "Don't worry about this, the second show is a show that has been in previous years, called 'Nine Holes to One'." ”

"Nine holes are one?"

Wang Dong and Wang Mengyao's words fell, and Qigong had already taken the stage again, as Wang Mengyao expected, Qigong stood on the stage and said loudly: "One hundred and twenty people will be promoted in the first game, and they will prepare for the second game - nine holes will be one." ”

From the first five or six hundred people, after one round, there are only one hundred and twenty people left, and on average, there are less than ten people in each team who are promoted. This shows how high the elimination rate is.

Qigong's voice fell, and he saw more than a dozen servants of the Wang family walking out of the field, dragging a special hanger in their hands.

The hanger was placed next to the copper basin, and if you looked closely, there were nine embroidery needles hanging on this hanger.

These embroidery needles, starting from one end, get smaller and smaller, and by the last embroidery needle, which is no more than half an inch long.

On the high platform, Jiu Gong continued: "In the first scene, the test is whether the wields are gentle; The second session is to test your eyesight and hand control, as long as you pass a thin thread through the nine embroidery needles on the hanger in a stick of incense, it will be considered a success. Also, during the race, your hands must not touch any part of the needle and the bracket. ”

The night is no brighter than the day. No matter how many lanterns you hung, your sight will be much worse. In such light, it is also very difficult to put a thin black thread of a hair down the pinhole of nine embroidery needles, which is extremely testing people's eyesight and hand strength.

How to flexibly control the black thread, like a dragon through the nine embroidery needles, can not be completed by people who are not very skilled in knitting.

"Isn't that a little too difficult?" Wang Dong stared at the field.

Wang Mengyao said: "This program is a competition program in previous years, but this time, the number of embroidery needles has been increased, I think they should have practiced it a long time ago." ”

"I hope so."

Wang Dong's attention at the moment was all on the arena, he hadn't noticed that Wang Mengyao's expression was no different from that of ordinary people, where did he still look weak when he was hit?

Sure enough, as Wang Mengyao said, after the Seven Princes announced the rules, every little lady was gearing up, and they all looked full of confidence.

"Let's go!"

At the sound of an order, the remaining little ladies in each group rolled up their sleeves, picked up the black thread, and aimed at the needle eye of the nine embroidery needles.

Although, these little ladies have been trained at home. However, the embroidery needles they used were different from those used in the competition, and the first two needles were slightly larger, making it easier for the black thread to pass through.

But from the third embroidery needle, it is not so simple.

Let's start with nine embroidery needles, each of which is about an inch apart, and they are all hung on a hanger by a thin thread.

When the black thread in the little lady's hand passed through the second embroidery needle and advanced to the third, trouble came.

Because there is a distance of one inch between the embroidery needles, when the third embroidery needle is worn, the black line that actually sticks out of the hand is about 2 inches. The black line is thin and soft, and when 2 inches is outside, it is a breeze that can blow the black line around. Add to this the fluttering of the needle itself, and the pinholes getting smaller and smaller.

Therefore, the further back it goes, the bigger it gets.

The time of a stick of incense will soon burn out. At the beginning, some of the confident little ladies were defeated, and those who passed the guò also looked lucky, and about half of them were eliminated again.

When it was Qianniang's turn to appear, Wang Dong's already nervous palms were sweaty.

"You look, nervous?" Wang Mengyao on the side frowned and asked, "That person, is it your wife?" ”

"Ma'am?" Wang Dong turned his head in a daze, looked at Wang Mengyao, and shook his head, "No." ”

"No, then why are you so nervous?"

Wang Dong said: "Qianniang stayed up late for three days, for this competition, of course I will be nervous." However, in my opinion, Qianniang must be able to. ”

"Are you so sure?"

"Of course," Wang Dong thought of the satin woven by Qianniang, and said, "The satin woven by Qianniang is light and thin, and the hands are very dexterous." ”

"It's started......

I don't know who shouted, Wang Dong immediately turned his head and locked his eyes on Qianniang.

Like most people, the first and second embroidery needles, Qianniang is very easy to pass guò, to the third, then encountered a little trouble, fortunately Qianniang is ingenious, and soon passed the third guò.

Wang Dong, who was outside the court, couldn't see Qianniang's side at all, what kind of progress had progressed, and had been anxiously waiting.

The time of a stick of incense passed quickly, and when the overseer confirmed in front of each scaffold, Wang Dong's heart hung in his throat.

When Qianniang's hand representing Tong Guò was raised, Wang Dong excitedly hugged Wang Mengyao on the side.

"Hahaha, it worked! It worked! ……”

Wang Mengyao was coldly embraced into her arms, instinctively defended, and struck down with her right elbow, and with a muffled sound of "bang", it hit the second rib under Wang Dong, and Wang Dong almost lost his breath in pain.