The candidate golden boy looked stupid at her, and she didn't move for a long time.

Song Beibei was no longer polite to him, raised his foot and stepped on his instep fiercely.

The candidate golden boy exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly raised his feet, only then did he realize that he had just done something stupid.

He hurriedly took the initiative to pick up Song Beibei's veil, smiled flatteringly, and handed her the veil: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it, I didn't notice." ”

Song Beibei took the veil, looked at the black footprints on it, suddenly raised his hand, and wiped the place on the face of the candidate golden boy, so that his mouth and face were gray.

After the paste was over, Song Beibei didn't want the veil either, and turned around and left with a cold snort.

The candidate golden boy immediately picked up the veil on the ground and kept apologizing after her: "Girl, I'm really sorry, it's all my fault...... What's your name? ”

Song Beibei didn't bother to pay attention to him.

The candidate golden boy didn't care, and chased after her and said: "Hey, have you heard, we have been here for three consecutive years after the harvest festival, and the golden boy and jade girl have all been married, I think we ...... together."

Song Beibei waved his hand: "Stop, I don't believe this." And even if the golden boy and girl really want to get married, it's not with you, don't forget, you're just a candidate! As long as the golden boy really comes tonight, you won't even have a chance to participate in the harvest festival! ”

With that, he glared at him fiercely and left the place without looking back.

The candidate Golden Boy stopped and scratched his head.

The young boys and girls who pretend to be fairies at the harvest festival are either extremely beautiful or famous, but he doesn't occupy anything, he is his father who made the silver, so that he can come in as a candidate, in order to be able to choose a talented and good-looking daughter-in-law to go home.

He originally came with the intention of looking at the jade girl, and he has been married to the golden boy and jade girl for three consecutive years, and he may be able to do it this year!

So...... If only that real golden boy couldn't come!

……

After nightfall, a carriage stopped in front of the inn under the official charter.

Mrs. Qin got down from the carriage and hurriedly urged the people in the carriage: "Shaoyu, you move quickly!" Really, your father has so many strengths, you have learned his grinding temperament! ”

Qin Shaoyu slowly lifted the curtain of the car, walked down, listened to his mother's complaints, and muttered in a low voice: "Hey, delay my study." If it weren't for ......"

Qin Shaoyu's words stopped abruptly halfway, thinking of this morning's events, his cheeks were still a little hot.

A few days ago, when Yang Chong sent someone to his house to inform him that he was going to choose him to play the golden boy at the harvest festival, Qin Shaoyu didn't want to go at all, he just felt that it was troublesome.

So this morning, her mother told him not to go to the academy, and when he came to Hangzhou with her, he decisively refused, and took advantage of his mother's lack of attention to secretly go to the academy to study.

Later, it was his mother who chased him to the academy and told him that on the way here, he found out that it was Song Beibei who was playing the jade girl, and she had been on the road for a long time, so Qin Shaoyu was willing to participate in this matter.

That's why it dragged on until this hour.

"It's only a few days, and I can't delay your entrance examination." Madam Qin nodded his head helplessly. "You little nerd, this harvest prayer is a good thing for the people, just complain in front of me, go back inside, but don't say anything bad."

"Got it, mother." Qin Shaoyu also knew the severity, so he didn't refute his mother on his face.

It's just in my heart, this harvest festival is just to make the people lively, how to harvest this year, has long been set by the climate of winter, spring and summer, and now there is no way to pray for more harvest.

Mrs. Qin walked in with Qin Shaoyu.

Mrs. Feng was still there at this time, and when she heard someone coming in, she thought that the golden boy who had been late for a long time was coming, so she immediately raised her eyebrows and wanted to make a fuss.

But when he looked back and saw Qin Shaoyu's appearance and temperament, he didn't say a word of the scolding that had been prepared in his mouth for a long time.

She looked at Qin Shaoyu from head to toe and asked, "Are you here to play the golden boy?" ”

Qin Shaoyu responded: "Yes." ”

Madam Qin guessed the identity of this person, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "You are Mrs. Feng, who has been in charge of the harvest festival for many years, right?" I'm really sorry, we encountered a torrential rain when we went out today, and we were delayed for a long time, and we arrived at this time. I'm sorry for the trouble. ”

Mrs. Feng was not very enthusiastic, but she was not too cold, she looked at Qin Shaoyu and said, "It's okay, just get there." Hurry up and try on clothes, and rest early after trying on, and it's time to get up tomorrow morning. ”

"Okay." Mrs. Qin hurriedly responded and took Qin Shaoyu to try on clothes.

It is said that this Mrs. Feng has an extremely bad temper, but now that she comes into contact with it, she feels okay.

Qin Shaoyu tried on the clothes, there were some wide ones, but the length was just right, so they only needed to be buttoned with buttons, and there was nothing else to change, so he went to rest first.

Because the entire inn is chartered, everyone can live in a separate room.

As soon as Mrs. Qin heard that she was on the first floor and Qin Shaoyu was arranged on the third floor, she discussed with the people in the official mansion: "I can't live on the first floor with my son?" ”

The government's humanitarianism: "The elders of the children all live downstairs. ”

Mrs. Qin can understand it when she thinks about it, and arranges the children who pretend to be immortals on the first floor, so that they can easily inform the matter.

She asked again: "Big brother, where does Mrs. Song from Qingxian live?" ”

Yacha glanced at the booklet in his hand and said, "You are next door." ”

"Okay, thank you, big brother." Great, she can go and chat with Lin Liao tonight, she is not afraid of being bored.

Qin Shaoyu also separated from his mother and went back to the room arranged for him.

His room was still on the third floor, so Qin Shaoyu went upstairs by himself.

When he was about to walk to the third floor, a young man of his age suddenly blocked the staircase and asked directly, "Are you the one who is going to play the golden boy tomorrow?" ”

Qin Shaoyu knew that he was here to participate in the harvest festival, and he was not wary of him, so he nodded and said, "I am." ”

The young man said impolitely, "Don't go tomorrow." ”

It's not a negotiable tone at all, it's a request.

This attitude made a good-tempered person like Qin Shaoyu almost angry, he didn't want to deal with this person, and wanted to bypass him and go upstairs.

But the young man stopped him again and asked, "Do you know who my father is?" ”

Qin Shaoyu looked at him coldly: "If you really don't know, you can go home and ask your mother." ”

"You!" The boy was not as good as he could say, gritted his teeth, endured it, took a deep breath, and forced himself to speak to him in a softer tone, "You promise me, I have to play the golden boy, because I have to stand by the side of that jade girl." ”

Qin Shaoyu's eyes sank, and he shook his head firmly: "Impossible." ”

"Why?" The boy was puzzled, "I can give you money." ”

Qin Shaoyu smiled slightly and said, "Because, I also want to stand by her side." ”

"Oh, really?" The boy lowered his head, his face gloomy.

He suddenly raised his hand and pushed hard towards Qin Shaoyu's chest, Qin Shaoyu was unprepared, and rolled straight down the stairs!