The competition on the stage is in full swing, and the daughters take turns on the stage, each with good looks and thousands of manners, just like the most beautiful clothing show, not only the sound of the piano, but also from appearance to clothing, every place has made a lot of effort.

Everyone who came had a different purpose, like Liu Siyi and others were more eager to win the first place, but there were also some young ladies who were more self-aware, and the leader had no hope, but such a good opportunity to raise their value, how could they miss it.

Moreover, every woman has some vanity in her selfish heart, think about it, let the other party indulge in their own beauty, what a proud opportunity. Besides, there are many young talents at the bottom, and there are always a few crushes and crushes, as the so-called drunkards don't mean to drink, they care about showing off, and they care about selfish purposes.

Everyone was attracted by the stage, and no one saw a beautiful figure belatedly walking in from the gate.

Fox Xiaoqi held her hands behind her back, holding a post in her hand, she didn't look for a place, she stood on the edge of a tall osmanthus tree, the corners of her mouth were full of smiles, and her black eyes were very interested.

Like Hu Xiaoqi, she was definitely not qualified to enter, but she heard many people talk about this red flower painting every day, and she also knew that it was the most lively event in the previous year, so she lived her mind and asked her brother to bring it in to see the world.

Jiang Cheng's post was given by Rong Ruo, she mentioned it before, Jiang Cheng didn't take it seriously, he didn't dare to be interested in these, and as he was a doctor, he was not qualified to enter the field, especially since he had been busy with the strange illness of the Yuehua County Lord recently, and he was helpless to read the medical books day and night.

After talking to Rong Ruo last time, he already knew her attitude, Jiang Cheng could only try it in the most clumsy way, blindly and blindly reading the scrolls of ancient books, but it didn't have much effect. Moreover, while Jiang Cheng admired Rong Ruo's medical skills in his heart, he also had a complicated mentality, he didn't want to rely on Rong Ruo, he must use his own ability to heal Yuehua with his own hands.

Although he didn't know what the mentality was, Jiang Cheng was interested.

Fox Xiaoqi leaned on the osmanthus tree with his back, the wind passed, the osmanthus fell melodiously, and landed on the fox Xiaoqi's lotus-colored long skirt, like a flying butterfly, elegant and manlily.

On the stage happened to be Zheng Jiaren's performance, the sound of the piano was high and intense, with her bright red clothes, which completely demonstrated the woman's enthusiastic and flamboyant personality, the rhythm reached the climax, there was a gust of autumn wind swept by, the red clothes flew over, mixed with green silk, so fierce and exciting, as if bringing people into the battlefield of Jin Ge Iron Horse, there was a faint taste of bloodthirst.

What does not match the sound of the piano is that the woman's charming and enchanting demeanor, her eyebrows are slightly raised, her red lips are hooked with a shallow arc, and her phoenix eyes are half-narrowed, completely releasing the woman's softness and affection, giving people a combination of rigidity and softness, which is extremely shocking.

If Sun Jingyu deduces the lingering and amorous Jiangnan style, then Zheng Jiaren is a proud Mobei style, different beauty, but also exciting.

Mrs. Chu Lin Yuanxiu had suffered a bit of a verbal loss at Sun Qian's wife Chen Yumin just now, and said with a smile at this time: "Miss Zheng's performance is the demeanor of some heroines, majestic, and completely out of some people's small family jasper spirit, which is indeed rare. ”

Chen Yumin's face sank, alluding to her daughter's childish temperament?

Just as she was about to have a seizure, Sun Qian glanced at Chen Yumin, she took a sip of tea and couldn't help it.

Lin Yuanxiu's old god was there, as if he didn't see it.

Chu Wangzhi said in a voice that the two of them could hear: "Satisfied? ”

Lin Yuanxiu smiled and picked up the tea to Chu Wangzhi: "Husband, drink tea." ”

Next to him, Mu Yuanche sighed: "The eyebrows are flirtatious, enchanting and amorous, bright and moving!" ”

Fang Xin pursed her lips disdainfully: "I think it's scratching your head and making a pose, showing off your style." ”

Xiao Hongmei reprimanded lightly: "Xin'er, in front of Prince Chun, don't make a mistake." ”

"Yes, auntie." Fang Xin glared at the stage, she really hated Zheng Jiaren, a woman who likes to be sassy all the time, as if a man would be intoxicated under her pomegranate skirt.

Yan Hui drank tea indifferently, he only listened to the rhythm, as for his appearance, he was all face blind!

Hu Xiaoqi picked up an osmanthus flower on his skirt and smelled it, raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart, she is really a daughter of a famous family, and this style is not something that anyone can learn.

At the end of the performance, Zheng Jiaren's right hand drew half a circle, and the rhythm calmed down little by little in eagerness, and the perfect syllables were drawn.

Almost at the same moment as the end of her piano sound, a piece of pure white suddenly floated up in the sky, falling on her piano, on the red clothes, on the eyebrows, pure white and bright red echoed each other, especially people were still immersed in the sound of the piano just now, as if their consciousness was still staying in the desert.

This piece of pure white, like the snow of the desert, is magnificent and magnificent, and makes people's hearts shake and cleanse.

Hu Xiaoqi also opened her mouth slightly in surprise, she really didn't expect it to be so exciting, beyond her expectations.

I can't help but rejoice, fortunately, my brother temporarily had to treat an official before he forwarded the post to himself, otherwise where would she be able to enjoy such a performance.

In the midst of everyone's unfinished business, Zheng Jiaren provoked a confident and gentle smile, bowed slightly to everyone, and stepped back with lotus steps. From people's eyes, she is confident that she has won Sun Jingyu, and the next thing is to look at Liu Siyi.

However, Liu Siyi focuses on dance, and no matter how outstanding her piano skills are, it is impossible to be more shocking than her.

When Zheng Jiaren left the scene, there was both conceit and arrogance in her eyes, her red lips were raised, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of joy of success.

Liu Siyi generously congratulated: "Beauty, your performance is great, I was shocked by you." ”

"Si Yi is right, compared to the beautiful woman, I am really a witch." Sun Jingyu also smiled and humbled herself.

Zheng Jiaren's beautiful eyes raised a smile, with a touching charm: "It's not that good, it's just average." "That's what she said, but her tone is flamboyant, her posture is high, everyone knows that she is modest in her mouth, but she doesn't think so in her heart.

Liu Siyi didn't care about Zheng Jiaren's tone, she looked at the high platform over Zheng Jiaren, I don't know how he felt after watching this scene.

After Zheng Jiaren's shocking performance, Liu Siyi suddenly felt a little nervous, she warned herself, just be yourself, don't be influenced by others, you came here today just for one purpose, one person, other people's, it doesn't matter.

Under Liu Siyi's calm face, a heart was beating, although she knew that person was not a superficial person, even if Zheng Jiaren engaged in this kind of flashy gimmick, she was confident that he was a person who only listened to music, and Qin Yi, Liu Siyi thought that he would not lose to anyone.

Wait for me to play, I will definitely let you stop your eyes on me, Liu Siyi secretly clenched his fists.

In the process of changing people and tidying up the venue, Fang took advantage of the sparse brushing of his gray-white beard and talked to Mu Beichen: "What does King Jing think?" ”

"Exaggerated." Four words, completely merciless.

The other officials who had been applauding looked at each other with some embarrassment.

Fang Zhan Shu laughed twice: "This girl is a smart person, she knows that her hand strength is insufficient, and she can't show a majestic momentum, so it is good to substitute everyone in this way, but it is a pity that if she spends more time on the piano, it may be better." ”

King Jing bowed his head indifferently, his eyes were steady and waveless, and his complexion was frozen all the year round, which made people unable to see joy and anger.

The officials laughed and said, "Dean Fang is insightful. ”

"The old dean is right, if you want to talk about it, everyone in Dazhao knows that the dean's piano skills are the first, and even His Majesty has praised it himself."

Fang took advantage of the negligence and waved his hand: "The emperor praises falsely, the old man doesn't dare to be, but when it comes to piano skills, there is one who is really exquisite, and it is not an exaggeration to overwhelm the others." ”

"Oh? Who is it? Everyone was very interested and asked together.

Fang took advantage of the slightness to smile, glanced at Mu Beichen thoughtfully, and spread his hands: "Isn't it just in front of you." ”

"We ...... before"

Someone realized: "King Jing! ”

"Hahaha~" The old man rarely smiled so happily: "I'm afraid you don't know, King Jing's piano playing is much better than the old man, so His Majesty's praise, the old man has no face to claim it." ”

An official moved the corners of his mouth, and when he saw Mu Beichen's cold face, he swallowed it in time, this and this...... Who would dare to say.

Mu Beichen, the center of everyone's topic, didn't hear it at all, his eyes were quiet and deep, his expression was indifferent and indifferent, just sitting like this gave people invisible pressure.

The officials are wiping their sweat in private, and this year's saffron painting is so stressful.

Mu Beichen's eyes paused when he swept at one place, and then continued to be placed on the high platform, and another young lady appeared.

On the other side of the high platform, Banxia tugged Rong Ruo's sleeve: "Miss, I think you are dead." ”

"Do you want to take the first step and pave the way for Miss Ben?" Rong Ruo smiled very kindly and sweetly, but his tone was very gloomy.

"Whew—that's not what I meant." Banxia shrunk her neck aggrievedly: "Miss, have you seen it, people are singing and snowing, I knew that we also got some petals to sprinkle." "Mistakes, absolute mistakes, I didn't count it to bring such a ****!

"Is that snow? Is it good to go under cotton. Rong Ruo scratched his neck, just now the cotton flew around, floating over a lot, and now I feel itchy everywhere.

"No matter what floats, it succeeds anyway."

"I mean, you don't have any faith in Miss Ben?"

Banxia Dogleg smiled: "Of course not, it's not at all!" ”

Rong Ruo blew the veil covering her face, a leaf smashed on her forehead, and she looked up: "Banxia, we might as well be ......"

This young lady who performed on the stage had mediocre piano skills, and her appearance was not outstanding, so she couldn't arouse people's interest, and everyone began to be a little loose, and they bowed their heads and discussed in twos and threes.

Fox Xiaoqi's eyes glanced around, saw the exquisite pastries on the table, rubbed his stomach, he was not hungry, he was not hungry, but he looked at it and it was quite delicious.

She saw that there was still a vacant seat at the last table, hesitated for a while, and suddenly patted her head, what are you doing, I didn't sneak in, okay, can I have a good time.

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