The man laughed, "There are wins and losses in the game, and if I let you, it will be a humiliation to you." ”

"I'm willing to let my brother humiliate me."

The girl said, bowing her head shyly.

What is the ...... Everyone present understood.

Someone in the crowd coaxed, "Huh~"

The man was slightly stunned, and then said seriously: "Senior sister is not good at literature, and she uses words indiscriminately, I will tell the master and let the master teach you." ”

"Don't ....."

Before the girl could finish speaking, the man had already run into the shadows.

The girl stomped her feet and sighed, "What a piece of wood!" ”

She looked up at the sky again, "God~ Can you let my senior brother open up a piece of wood?" ”

The candle beside her went out, and the place in the sky where she was looking rang out the silk bamboo orchestra, and the candlelight lit up.

In front of everyone in front of Qionglou Yuyu, a woman was dancing happily.

Around her was a cloud dyed with colors, and beside her was a white cloth.

Her body was like a frightening wave, her steps were light on the clouds, and she occasionally tapped the white cloth, and the color remained on the white cloth.

As she danced, her white cloth gradually became a painting.

A painting with mountains and water, trees and flowers.

The silk and bamboo orchestra stopped, and her painting was completely finished.

The fairy tilted her head to look, "Seems to be missing something?" ”

The other fairy was elegantly dressed, holding a scroll in his hand, and his body was full of bookish air.

She opened the scroll and said to the fairy, "Listen." ”

A voice full of hope and coquettishness rang out.

"God~ Can you let my senior brother open up this piece of wood?"

The dancing and drawing fairy looked at the book fairy suspiciously

The book fairy tapped her on the head, "Your painting is about the world, but you don't know that the most touching thing in the world is love, if you draw some love, there will be no less things." ”

"Love? I don't understand. ”

"Look down." The book fairy pointed to the book, and all the candles in the hall lit up.

The girl playing the piano, the man and the girl playing chess, and the girl acting as a chess piece all appeared on the stage.

At the same time, a nice royal sister's voice sounded, "I know what will happen next, and I'll see you tomorrow." ”

The girls bowed at the same time.

Everyone was stunned and didn't react.

Mu Zhao chuckled, it seems that she made up this scene very successfully.

But the girls should still be apprehensive, and need some encouragement.

Mu Zhao took the lead in applauding.

The three applauses of "pop, pop, pop" made the stunned crowd wake up like a dream, and the applause was thunderous in an instant.

"Good!"

"That's amazing!"

"How do you do all this candlelight and view?!"

"That picture was painted by the fairy with his feet, right? That's really a fairy, right? ”

"It's fake at the moment, but just now, I don't dare to speak, for fear of alarming the fairy."

"Me too, me too!"

Mu Zhao shouted, "Get up." ”

The girls got up, all with smiles on their faces and sparkling eyes.

Mu Zhao was very satisfied, this was the expression on the faces of girls of this age.

Sun Junxiong was secretly sighing about this visual feast when he suddenly felt something bounce off his back.

He suddenly thought of the main task he had come in.

But at this time, he looked at the smiling faces and eyes of the girls below, and suddenly couldn't open his mouth.

He only hesitated before he felt something hit him on the back.

He knew it was urging him.

Sun Junxiong pursed his lower lip and shouted a little helplessly, "I choose that little junior sister." ”

Mu Zhao turned his head to look at him, his gaze cold.

Sun Junxiong deliberately shouted loudly, and he was on the second floor, and he immediately covered up the discussions below.

He also woke them up.

Yes, these are the women of the Qinglou, and they are here to have fun.

So they also shouted.

"I want the one who plays the piano."

"I want the fairy who paints."

"I want that one too, so bid!"

The light in the girls' eyes dimmed, but after a while, as if they thought of something, they all looked up at Mu Zhao.

Mu Zhao raised his hand and gave them a reassuring posture.

Those girls nodded solemnly, their eyes full of trust in Mu Zhao.

Mu Zhao's sense of responsibility suddenly rose even higher.

She thought that if the fight really started later, she would fight to the last drop of blood, and she would have to protect these girls.