Chapter Eighty-Nine: What Did You Write?
Wei Xuewei also followed everyone on stage and chose the most conspicuous position, facing the pavilion where the queen was sitting.
In this way, the queen mother only needs to lower her eyes slightly to see her gracefully playing the piano.
"Aren't you going?" Shen Sangyu asked when he saw Zhou Ruo'er sitting still.
Zhou Ruoer smiled and waved her hand, "No, my little three-legged cat kung fu, it's just a shame to go up, so I'm not reluctant, anyway, I didn't think about winning the championship, thank God if I don't lose it." ”
Shen Sangyu bowed his head, "It's the same." ”
Hearing this, Zhou Ruo'er blinked in frustration, "You also think I'm ordinary, and there's nothing to take, right?"
Coming to participate in such a lively gathering is just shrunk aside as an ordinary participant, just mixing up the process.
"Of course not," Shen Sangyu raised her slender and white hand and put it on the back of Zhou Ruoer's hand, "There are not so many special people in the world, ordinary people account for the majority, but ordinary people can always live happily, isn't there a saying that ordinary is a blessing?"
Shen Sangyu's palm was soft and warm, and the heat kept entering Zhou Ruoer's heart.
She raised her eyes and looked at Shen Sangyu, and couldn't help laughing, "It's clear that it's a loss or a blessing, and it's true that it's bland." ”
"In short, your life will not be bad in the future. Shen Sangyu replied seriously.
Zhou Ruo'er felt relieved, "Okay, I believe in you." ”
As the two were talking, the sound of musical instruments began to be heard on the stage.
This round of competition is very simple, the queen gives a song, and the contestants start playing at the same time, and then choose the person who plays the best.
It sounds simple, but it's not.
It is not an easy task to highlight one's strengths among the many musical instruments.
Simply playing loudly, just noisy.
But if you are low-key and agree, you can't show your ability.
This point must be particularly accurate.
Shen Sangyu gently shook the teacup in his hand, so that the cold blue tea swirled into a small vortex inside, and the fragrance was fragrant and fragrant.
After a while, I waited for the music to stop before I drank it all.
Like in her previous life, Wei Xuewei was very prominent among everyone, and as soon as she appeared, she attracted the appreciation and envy of many people.
Fang Cai's unhappiness seemed to have been left behind by everyone.
Wei Xuewei was surrounded by the crowd, and looked at Shen Sangyu proudly out of the corner of her eyes.
Look, in the end, Yaji is the place where she should be beautiful, what is Shen Sangyu!
Shen Sangyu didn't look at her, and continued to talk to Zhou Ruoer about interesting things on the street, and when they got up, both of them laughed so much that their heads trembled slightly, without the dignity of everyone's ladies.
Wei Xuewei became more and more disdainful.
With such a thing that can't be put on the table, why does the queen mother have to call it up alone to take a look? It's really blind!
This is followed by the second round of the competition, which is a chess competition.
The chessboard had been prepared for a long time, and all the girls had the same chess game in front of them, black and white biting, and the situation was tense.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a game of chess between me and the saint, and it will make me stumped at this point, if I can play the white disc that turns the situation around, it will be a victory. The queen said.
Wei Xuewei Shi Ran came on the field, the crescent-colored veil lined lightly, scattered around the futon, with its own beauty.
When everyone was still frowning, she had already picked up the white child and gently landed on the chessboard.
Father-in-law Luo stepped forward to check, and his sharp voice sounded again, "The second round of the competition is over, the four girls of the Wei family, Wei Xuewei, win!"
"The four girls of the Wei family are really powerful, this is less than half a pillar of incense on stage, right?"
The person next to him answered, "What is a half-pillar of incense, it is clear that it was swept on the stage and fell off, the high realm is this." ”
"How else to say that Prince Shuo has a good eye?"
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The sound of discussion fell into Wei Xuewei's ears word for word.
The situation turned back again, and she became the girl who was supported by everyone again.
With the first place in these two rounds of competition, it is not difficult to win the championship again.
Just thinking about it, he saw Shen Sangyu slowly stand up and walk towards the test table.
It seems that Shen Sangyu is planning to participate in the third round of the competition!
Wei Xuewei couldn't help but think of when she was in the Rose Courtyard, Shen Sangyu listened to her lecture and looked drowsy.
That straw bale, when he heard the words, he dozed off.
How do you have the guts to participate in this round of competition?
Writing poetry or writing, it's all first-class rotten!
Wei Xuewei almost burst out happy, but when she turned her head and saw that Wei was shaking her head slightly at her, she instantly understood.
At this time, the ridicule is too obvious, how can you pretend to be a good person when you turn around?
Hurriedly held a smile and walked towards the test table.
Compared with the first two rounds, the third round of the competition is much looser, give each person a piece of paper, a stick of incense, and complete what they want to write.
It can be writing poetry, writing, or annotating a certain line of poetry, and play at will.
Many people, like Zhou Ruoer, prepared what they wanted to write early.
When you get on the field, you just need to write it out silently.
Half a moment later, he was gone.
Wei Xuewei wrote a song with very gorgeous lyrics, so it took a lot of time.
After handing in the paper, I wanted to turn my head to see what Shen Sangyu wrote, but found that Shen Sangyu had already walked towards Grandpa Luo with rice paper.
Vaguely, I saw four big characters scribbled on the paper, and I didn't see it at all.
Ha, after she wins later, she will pick up an unlucky guy to read what Shen Sangyu wrote, and she will make Shen Sangyu laugh at the shame of the whole capital!
Wei Xuewei was in a happy mood.
After everyone handed in the papers, Father-in-law Luo walked up to the pavilion with the pile of rice paper, and the queen mother watched them one by one.
Wei Xuewei held her breath at the bottom, just waiting for the final result to be announced.
But the queen mother only saw half of it, and her expression suddenly became solemn, beckoned Grandpa Luo to approach, and whispered something to explain.
Father-in-law Luo stepped forward and announced to everyone, "The fourth round begins now, ladies and gentlemen, please make your most satisfactory painting within an hour." ”
What's going on?
In the past, the competition on the Yaji was announced after one round.
Wei Xuewei was very curious, but she didn't have a chance to ask.
She was also going to participate in the last round, so she could only put away her mind and walk towards the competition table.
was so focused on the painting in his hand that he didn't even know that Shen Sangyu had disappeared.
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Shen Sangyu was invited to the side hall by Luo's father-in-law.
On the circle chair in the middle of the side hall, the queen mother was sitting upright, still holding the rice paper she wrote in her hand.
"Folk girl Sangyu, see Queen Mother. Shen Sangyu saluted very indifferently.
The queen mother bowed her head, unfolded the rice paper, and slapped it on the red sandalwood high table, "Shen Sangyu, what is your intention in writing such a thing in the competition?"
The tone was not sharp, but it could be heard harshly.
There was a sudden low pressure in the side hall, and it was so dull that everyone was out of breath.