Chapter 144: Poetry Female Red

Except for the Ilari clan who didn't finish the calculation, the other seven people's answers were all correct.

Let people send Ilari out of the door, and the round-faced grandmother smiled: "Congratulations to all the little masters for entering the next level, and then please ask the little masters to write a poem by themselves or silently with the theme of spring, with no limit to rhyme." It's also half a quarter of an hour. ”

It's not easy to write a good poem in seven or eight minutes.

Of course, it's easy to say, if it's just a silent poem, it's a matter of minutes.

However, the process of each general election is the same, but the title is a little different, and when the natural show girls are at home, they have already written many poems on the theme, just waiting for the general election to be copied out.

The poems required for the election are either spring, summer, autumn and winter, or flowers and plants, plus the ones used before will not be used again, so it is still easier to guess.

Therefore, as soon as the round-faced mama's voice fell, the show girls all picked up their pens and wrote.

Fusuni lacks aura in the way of poetry, and it is okay for her to write it herself, but it is inevitably clichΓ©. She thought about it and decided to copy a poem.

After a little hesitation, Fusuni took up the pen and wrote:

The grass grows and the warbler flies in the February sky, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children returned early from school and were busy releasing paper kites in the east wind.

A song by Gao Ding, "Village House", vividly depicts the scene of children playing in the warm spring day, and won a round face Mama's approving eyes.

After reading everyone's poems, the round-faced grandmother pointed the names of the two show girls and said, "The calligraphy of the two of you is a little lacking, I'm sorry that you failed to pass the assessment, please wait outside." ”

The two show girls didn't cry, but just went out with gloomy expressions.

The round-faced grandmother looked at the remaining five show girls and said with a smile: "Congratulations to all the little masters for passing the assessment of this level, Shu Mulugege, Guo Luo Luo Gege, Tong Jia Gege, the poems of the three are all very good, and the slaves will present them to all the maids to read." Next, please go upstairs and participate in the final assessment. ”

The show girls walked upstairs, and there were ten tables set up here, but what was on the table was no longer pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, but a sewing basket.

A emaciated grandmother said: "This third level is to test the female popularity of the little masters, tie the ties, tie the flowers, make purses, embroidery...... Anything related to female celebrities can be. Time limit of two quarters of an hour. ”

It was naturally impossible to make a big deal in two quarters of an hour, and Fusuni thought about it and decided to make a small sachet. It just so happens that among the tailoring skills provided by the system, there is a small sachet that can increase people's favorability.

Fusuni chose a piece of solid sky blue fabric, cut it into two pieces with two knives, and stretched it up with a small embroidery frame.

Twist a small embroidery needle and embroider two fluttering butterflies on one of them with white silk thread. Then he embroidered a sentence on another piece with a thin black thread:

It took more than twenty minutes.

After embroidering, Fusuni removed the fabric from the embroidery frame, cut out two hearts along the embroidery diagram, put on a thin sky blue thread, and quickly followed the flying needle thread, and after a while, the purse was sewn.

Seeing that there was still more time, Fusuni took two thick threads, one black and one red, tied a simple string, and tied the purse.

As soon as she finished it, the emaciated grandmother said, "When the time comes, please stop." ”