A beautiful skin is stuffed with an unsuitable soul.

The resin mist did not speak, nor did she make any superfluous movements. She only thinks about how to fight and win in the next assessment. She has already lost the first game, and the second female red is what she is not good at, if she loses again......

If she loses, she has to hold on.

There is no way back now!

In the eyes of others, this girl who is not yet eighteen years old is too calm, and she looks like an older person, who does not move when she sees the wind and rain.

Outside the room, it was gradually filled with maids waiting for the second competition.

In a few moments, the open space in the inner hall was full of embroidery tables.

What kind of silk thread cloth is available, and the needles are lined up from thick to fine, from short to long.

Xia Kui bore the brunt and stood at the forefront, and the flower fat mist was also let out of the way by the maids, standing alone in a small circle of clearing.

The two lines of sight touched in the air, like a clash between blades, sparks flew and murderous intent arose.

Qian Wen walked over and said majestically: "In the second game, the female red competition will be contested." Needlework and embroidery are also your specialty, and if you enter the fairy gate in the future, you can weave clothes for the young ladies and gentlemen, and you can't use shoddy techniques and humiliate your dignity. Do you understand? ”

"Got it!"

The quail-like maids huddled together and dispersed.

Xia Kui took the lead in walking over, picked a shady place, and sat down in front of the embroidery table, no one dared to grab the position she wanted. So, the others found their desired position one after another, and under the scorching sun, they soon sweated.

"Start picking out the fabric."

Xia Kui's gaze swept through the many fabrics one by one, and finally, settled on a piece of crimson satin.

Her eyes were quick, and without saying anything, she held the silk in her hand.

Silk is the "nobility" of all textiles, rich and calm, does not need to be greased and powdered, and is dazzling at birth. And this piece of fabric is probably the best fabric among many fabrics, even if it is a person from the Xianmen, it is rare to wear such expensive materials.

It is a waste to give such materials to the maids for competition. So, only one piece.

Who doesn't know, the quality of the material determines the results of embroidery!

However, the only piece was taken away by Xia Kui, and the maids were annoyed and melancholy, and their eyes were hazy because of drowsiness, but they were still busy pounced on it, picking left and right, and after the selection, the fabric was scattered, leaving only a very inconspicuous dull variegated color.

Flower Fat Mist waited for everyone to take their seats before she walked over to the scattered fabric.

She touched them one by one, kneading, kneading.

It's not looking with your eyes, it's picking with your hands.

She was looking for the only piece of fabric that was soft and not prickly, otherwise, even if she gave her the finest silk, it would be useless for a hero.

After touching for a long time, the flower fat mist finally caught a piece of material.

It is soft and does not prick the hands, nor does it snag, but only feels cool and pleasant, light and soft, and not easy to wrinkle. Her sparkling eyes lit up, and she reached out and pulled it out—it was a black on the front and a yellow-brown fragrant cloud yarn on the back.

Hee-hee.

I don't know who sneered.

"I said you, don't struggle. What is that thing you picked, ugly and ugly, don't talk about anything else, just talk about this color...... The yellow one is inconspicuous, the black one is too dark, it's just a piece of rotten cloth, and this thing can also be embroidered on it? ”

A soft hand stretched out, Xia Kui touched the fragrant cloud yarn, and sure enough, it was far worse than her silk, and involuntarily, the joy of belonging to the victor appeared on his face.