Chapter 11: This Hundred Flowers Conference (11)

After a while, Master Taishi basically ended his long introduction, and naturally mentioned the Golden Crow Divine Envoy who saved Fenglin City, as the words fell, Master Taishi made a gesture, and the sound of bells, bamboo reeds, and sheng flutes sounded, and Miss Xin pulled Qi Bei: "Come on, Brother Divine Envoy, I'll go out first." ”

"Ahh......h

Xiaoxiao was not around, Xiao Xiao was not around, even Xin's little sister went on the field first, leaving Qi Bei alone, so nervous that his legs trembled. He peeked at Madame Bailing, she was whispering something to the royal official, and the two of them were very intimate. Qi Bei's vinegar strength came up all of a sudden, so he made up his mind even more in his heart that there must be no mistakes in today's appearance, and he must be perfect in front of Mrs. Bailing.

Xiaoxiao ate and drank to her heart's content, and seized every opportunity to find the figure of the idol Turnip. Do you need to go to any trouble to find someone? Although he couldn't get a front, it didn't prevent Xiaoxiao from screaming: "Oh, it's so handsome, just looking at the back is super handsome!"

Senior Brother looked around curiously and asked, "Who is Senior Sister talking about?"

The second senior brother interjected: "Is Qi Bei?

Xiaoxiao: "Who said it was Qibei?"

The senior brother was full of emotion: "Now the senior brother has soared and has become the most distinguished guest in Fenglin City. We're going to call him a golden crow messenger. ”

Xiaoxiao completely ignored the two insignificant senior brothers, her eyes were fixed on the back of the imperial official, and she whistled frantically very rudely: "Turnip!

The royal officer was chatting with Madame Bailing in a low voice, and vaguely heard someone shouting his name that he had long abandoned, and his shoulders moved slightly, as if he wanted to turn his head curiously to see who was shouting. Xiaoxiao was startled and shorted of breath, thinking that she was about to look at her idol, she squeaked "babbling", covered her red cheeks with both hands, and hid behind the two senior brothers without saying a word: "It's broken, it's broken." You're going to see me. ”

The senior brother and the second senior brother were still in a completely inexplicable state: "Senior sister, what are you talking about, why are you hiding?"

Second Senior Brother: "Have you seen anyone?"

Xiaoxiao cautiously poked her head out, looking at the back of the imperial official with great disappointment, he was still chatting with Madame Bailing, and he didn't move his seat: "Alas-"

The senior brother commented very pertinently: "If you want to see anyone, you can be generous, you don't dare to see it, and you regret it if you don't see it." ”

Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and looked at the thin figure with her eyes: "Oh, why is he so thin, thin is also very handsome, but he is too thin, which makes people feel distressed." ”

Gongzi heard a certain brain-dead girl shouting the name of the imperial official early in the morning, and soon saw Xiaoxiao of the Hundred Opera Troupe, and thought to himself, Ye Shiyu is thin? When Jun'an Xinjun ascended the throne, he was so fat that he was a round ball, and he had to roll on stage. You see that he is now thin into a hemp rod, he is all soul sucking, his whole physique has changed, he is fat and thin, and today he is as thin as firewood, maybe he will grow back into the ball tomorrow, and when the time comes, see if you still call his name.

Then, Gongzi was extremely sad to think about the Miss Cui family who had been buried in the ground: Cui Ning also liked the poems of the young man. What's so good? Sadness and sorrow are piled up with rhetoric, and it attracts brain-dead girls. Alas, Cui Ning, Cui Ning, look at you, you refuse to enjoy glory and wealth with me. It's a shame to die so early.

Accompanied by the sound of music, Xin Xiaomei danced among the branches and leaves everywhere. At first glance, the scene on the field felt a little desolate, because there was not a single flower blooming on the large area of the ground, and there were even seeds that had just been sown into the soil last night.

But it is this arrangement that proves that the little flower god in Fenglin City really deserves its name.

Xin Xiaomei lightly kissed the dead epiphany in her hand, and the dead are still dead. She sighed softly.

There was applause all around.

Step out slowly, spin lightly.

Every step she took, whether it was the elves still sleeping in the seeds, the green leaves and branches waiting for the next season of flowering, or the flowers that had withered after blooming in early spring, they all bloomed in an instant, as if they had heard a summoning order woven by some mysterious language!

See, the seeds are branching out at a very fast speed visible to the naked eye, alongside other leafy plants and fallen branches, accompanied by silk and bamboo music and drum beats, and with the gestures of Xin Xiaomei, they quickly produce buds in her prayers.

The desolate land was quickly swept away by greenery, and then dotted with colorful buds. The crying epiphany in Xin Xiaomei's hand seems to have become a colorful paintbrush, pointing wherever it is filled with more intense and brilliant colors.

Halfway through a song, a large number of new buds are about to bloom.

All the flowers are competing to open, but this one is in your hand.

What is dead is dead.

People shouted in amazement, how many people were lucky enough to see such a scene of blooming flowers in an instant? Look, it is worthy of Miss Xin, the little flower god of Fenglin City, who summoned all the flowers in nature with a gesture and woven them into a gorgeous and dazzling carpet of flowers, which rolled up from north to south, spreading all over every corner of Fenglin City.

The Jun'an envoy looked at it, wiped his tears, and sighed with emotion: "Such a prosperous beauty, it should bloom in Jun'an City, the head of the Jiuding Kingdom, and I really have to bring Miss Xin back to hold a flower feast for the city lord and the city lord's wife." ”

When the royal officer heard this, he sneered and gave him a roll of the eyes. At this time, he obviously felt a tightness in his chest, and he knew that he had committed another addiction to soul smoking, and immediately suppressed his luck, and in front of the public, he was silent and unaware.

Miss Xin flipped her hands, pulling from the bottom to the top, the flowers bloomed, the sound of silk and bamboo music came and went, and the cheers of the people overwhelmed the music, resounding in the sky, everything was as expected by the old man Taishi, everyone temporarily forgot the terrible prophecy of Baiyu entering the city, and tasted the wonderful scenery that was rare to see in their lives, and felt deeply happy.

Qi Bei rubbed his hands, in countless rehearsals last night, Xin Xiaomei skillfully paved the golden crow god for him to make all the grass and branches and leaves on the road, but did not bloom flowers, in the group of flowers, is an obvious green ribbon. According to the plan, flowers bloom on the green ribbons everywhere he flies to the ground, as if flowers follow his footsteps. The final end of this road is the most amazing peony in the audience.

He counted down in his mind, three, two, one.

- Okay, Xiao Xiao, you haven't come yet, you won't be able to see my appearance and confession after adaptation with my junior sister.