Xiao Cui pulled the sleeve of the kilometer sheep in fear, "Princess, forget it." Don't be impulsive! ”

However, how can the kilometer sheep who are angry listen to it?

Qianmiyang pulled out the sleeve of Xiao Cui's hand, frowned, and said to Xiao Cui angrily

"Don't be angry with others to destroy your own prestige, it's okay, don't be afraid! I'm sure I'll win your princess! ”

Xiao Cui wanted to pull the sleeve of the kilometer sheep again, but was taken away by the kilometer sheep with a big stride and dodged.

Qianqian Yang walked directly to Mei'er, "Okay, let's have another person come up with three questions, and the first two questions give various artistic conceptions for soundtrack." The last question was the soundtrack for my dance. After the three questions are completed, the questioner will score them. The one with the highest score wins. Luckily? ”

Mei'er nodded, "Okay." But who will be the one who will write this question? ”

After a quick sweep of his eyes around, "Today is my father's birthday, of course, the birthday star is the problem!" ”

Why did the Kilometer Sheep let the Sheep Emperor ask the question?

Because Qianmiyang is the princess of the sheep country, if Qiankiyang loses, it will be a loss of royal face.

Therefore, even if the sheep emperor hates thousands of kilometers of sheep, he will be fair and just.

Secondly, the Yang Emperor should have been the protagonist of this birthday banquet, but he was repeatedly stolen from the limelight by the Thousand Meter Sheep, and of course he would be disgusted with the Thousand Kilometers Sheep.

This is also the way for the kilometer sheep to curry favor with the sheep emperor in disguise.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads, and the thousands of sheep still understand.

Again, it doesn't matter if Emperor Yang really favors Mei'er, whether her music is good or not, the eyes of the masses are bright!

It's obvious to all.

So even if Mei'er really wins, everyone will think that Mei'er's victory is not justified, and they will recognize Qianmiyang even more in their hearts.

To sum up, combined with the above three points, it is the best choice to let the Yang Emperor be the questioner of this competition.

Mei'er wanted to say something, but was spoken by Qianqian Yang first, taking the lead

"Father, my daughter wants you to be the person who wrote the question. Father, what do you think? ”

Emperor Yang smiled and nodded, this dead girl finally remembered that my father was here.

"Good. I'm here to be the author of this question. I will treat this game fairly and openly. I hope you can give your best performance. ”

At this time, Meier finally interjected, "Slow! ”

Emperor Yang's words came to an abrupt end, and everyone looked at Mei'er with puzzled eyes.

Could it be that this Mei'er is going to contradict the emperor?

"It's really good for the emperor to be the author of this question, but if all the questions are made by the same person, it will be boring. It's better to add a third highness of the Northern Underworld and come up with the question together. ”

Mei'er looked at Bei Ying Yuxuan, who had been standing with her hands in her hands, "Your Royal Highness the Third Highness of the Northern Darkness, how about you and Emperor Yang serve as the person who wrote this question?" ”

Qianqian Yang looked at Beiming Yuxuan, and suddenly felt that the anger in his heart was not so great, but instead there was a burst of worry and nervousness.

This Northern Darkness Yuxuan is uncertain, if he is really asked to come to the question, he must not kill her?

No, no, no, no, Qianqian Yang stared nervously at Bei Ming Yuxuan's thin, slightly upturned, ruddy and charming mouth.

I shouted loudly in my heart: "Don't, don't!" You are the cold-bellied, black, indifferent and ruthless Royal Highness of the Three Princes of the Northern Underworld! How can you join this little girl's boring competition? ”

Qianmiyang stared at Bei Ming Yuxuan's mouth tightly, expecting the word "no" to come out of his mouth.

Everyone thinks that how could this cold three princes of the Northern Underworld join this little girl's petty fight?

Beiming Yuxuan unexpectedly spit out the word "good".