Although Princess Mujaer had been talking to Su Haoyi in her ear, she didn't listen carefully because her attention was focused on the other side.

It wasn't until the princess asked her if she wanted to win that she turned her gaze a little and said, "Of course she wants to win." ”

"Then eat this." Mu Jaer said and stuffed something into Su Haoyi's mouth.

Su thought it was something to eat, so he bit it. Soon I felt that something was wrong, and a spicy breath penetrated the fontanelle, and the whole person seemed to be thrown into the ice cellar, and his throat was suffocated.

She instinctively wanted to spit it out, but Mu Jaer covered her mouth and said in a vicious tone in her ear: "Don't vomit! If you want to win, you have to play your fairy nature, and cry to the judges! ”

Saying that, he pushed Su Haoyi out, Su Haoyi couldn't help himself, and suddenly sat on the stage, and everyone looked over.

It turned out that Mu Jaer stuffed a hollow tofu ball into her mouth, which was filled with a packet of mustard oil.

The strong smell made Su Haoyi unable to open his mouth to speak at all, and he was able to grit his teeth without screaming, and he had already exhausted all his strength.

Tears flowed uncontrollably, and her vision blurred into a blur, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

Everyone looked at Su Haoyi, who was sitting on the stage and crying bitterly, no pear blossoms with rain and hibiscus weeping dew were not enough to describe how beautiful this young man in red cried.

Her eyes originally had a very bright outline, and her tears were extremely clear, as if the stars in the sky were broken and flowed down from her eyes.

The big tears fell down and hit the tips of people's hearts, and there was a sound.

Crying like this, others would have been in a mess for a long time, but Su Kind's face became more and more clean and clear because of tears, and it was pitiful.

The smell of mustard oil was so strong that Su Haoyi had to inhale hard to alleviate it, and tilted her head slightly from time to time to let the tears flow out quickly, but in the eyes of the onlookers, she felt that she was really wronged, and she had reached the point of choking and unspeakable.

I can't do everything I can to make her burst into tears and laugh, otherwise I will feel guilty.

If Mu Star's laughter was enchanting before, now Su's kind crying can make people feel pity and can't bear to blaspheme.

And not only the men were pitiful, but the women were even more distressed to death, and they said: "This good night garden is also too deceitful!" Bullying a child while the adults are not at home! ”

"Not really! also bullied people, saying that he would let Su Hachiro go to her to be a little girl! What a shame! ”

"If such a person stays in the capital, he doesn't know what to do! How many men don't go home all night this month, and stay in her good night garden! It's not about those shameless goblins to confuse people! ”

"Tell me more! A few days ago, didn't the grandmother of the Zhang family in Qiaotou hang herself and die? Thanks to the people who saved it! I heard that it was all because they dominated Young Master Zhang and didn't let people go home. It's only been three days since the young grandmother came to the door! How can you stand this! ”

The indignation of the people is a wonderful thing, it seems to be the most useless, and it seems to be the most useful.

Once suppressed, it quickly becomes silent, but once provoked, it becomes difficult to violate.

The judges present are all celebrities, regardless of their private character, but they have to take into account the impact in front of everyone.

What's more, most of them's hearts have long been on Su Haoyi's side.

Therefore, two hundred of the two hundred and seventy-nine golden flowers were inserted on the stake in front of Shen Huiniang, who represented the Chu Waist Pavilion.

Mustael's smile turned cold, and cold hatred flashed in her blue eyes. Dong Qingping's face became even more ugly, Liangxiaoyuan lost, she had to get out of the capital.

Jiang Ming announced: "Although there are two judges in Jimei, as far as the current situation is concerned, even those two do not vote for the Chu Waist Pavilion, and the Chu Waist Pavilion has also won a big victory. ”

The people in the audience who supported the Chu Waist Pavilion naturally cheered, but the Liangxiao Garden naturally hated it.

There were many thugs on their side, and when they saw that their house was defeated, they made a fuss.

"Su Hachiro, you male fox spirit! I'll slaughter you for the Heavenly Way today! Dong Qingping's brother pointed at Su Haoyi and scolded in the audience, intending to rush to the stage.

Naturally, someone grabbed him and prevented him from committing murder.

In the confusion, someone pushed the pillar that supported the color shed, and the pillar fell straight towards Su Haoyi.

Youju and the others in the audience hurriedly ran to the stage, but because the distance was a little far, it was obviously too late.

I could only shout: "Hachiro, get out of the way!" ”

Su Haoyi was choked to death by mustard oil, the tears in his eyes seemed to be endless, and he had been sitting on the ground for a long time, his legs were numb, and his reaction was naturally much slower than usual.

Fortunately, at this moment, someone pounced and escorted her to the side. The pillar slammed into the stage, and there was a loud noise on the countertop. Su Haoyi heard a click in the man's arms, and suddenly felt bad in his heart.

After seeing that it was Sima Lantai, he hurriedly asked, "Childe, where were you injured?!" ”

"It's okay, it's just a dislocated arm." Sima Lantai's voice was forbearing, and he didn't show much pain.

But Su Haoyi was still frightened.

At this time, the stage and the stage are already in chaos, where can the people of the Teaching Workshop Department control it? Jiang Ming's red gold voice was hoarse, and he didn't stop half of the people.

There were many gifts piled up around the shed, and they were to be given to the ranking families after the Oiran Meeting, but they were all snatched up.

Seeing that Su Haoyi was in danger, Ji Xing didn't go on stage immediately, he kept being on fire, not to mention that he couldn't fight. Immediately glared and shouted, "Son of a bitch!" Grandpa is fighting with you today! ”

As he spoke, he copied a bench and rushed up, and immediately opened the scoop of the brother of Dong Qingping, the turtle prince who took the lead in Liangxiao Yuan.

Youxing was afraid that something would happen to him, so he couldn't explain to Su Haoyi, so he hurriedly followed Jixing. Whoever wanted to be hit on the head with a shoe was immediately furious, scolded and raised his fist and rushed up.

Because it was the people of Liangxiao Yuan who made the first move, where did the provoking families let them go wild, and besides, they have been angry with Liangxiao Yuan these days, so they naturally went up to settle accounts.

For a while, hundreds of people fought together, and there were not a few viewers who were accidentally injured.

Hai Qingqiu helped Zhang up and said to his subordinates: "You stay here, don't let Hachiro's people suffer." ”

After saying that, he left with his wife and son.

In addition, there are many good people who are also involved. But after all, there were fewer people leaving, more people watching the excitement, and those who didn't fight retreated to the side to watch the battle.

An eighty-year-old man simply asked his grandson to help him to a tree, and said happily: "This is the first time I have seen this excitement!" It's not easy! ”

The audience became a pot of porridge, and the stage was not much better. Aunt Liu held down Dong Qingping, grabbed her hair and slapped her mouth with a few other old bustards, and beat Dong Qingping like a pig. The jewelry on his head fell to the ground and was trampled beyond recognition.

The judges also seemed to be infected by the atmosphere, and a few of them glared at each other and hurled insults at each other, then spat and threw things, and finally made a move.

Others have persuaded and beaten, and some have spread out the paper to paint and write poems to record this situation.

What a mess for a while!