The sight was straight on the line.

Feng He thought Qiao Zhenzhen was looking at herself—was it strange to me?

She looked around.

In the evening, the wind began to blow on the river, and many girls and children wore small shawls.

His bare shoulders seem to be quite abrupt.

Fortunately, I brought my coat with me earlier under Aunt Hua's reminder and put it in a canvas bag under the seat.

Feng He took out the coat that looked relatively normal after rummaging in Qiao Zhenzhen's cloakroom for more than ten minutes and put it on.

The moment she put on her clothes and straightened her hair was captured by the camera.

Backstage, the director found a gold mine, and pointed to Feng He's face on the screen: "Hurry up, camera 5, give me more reactions from this little girl in the audience." ”

The beautiful and touching little face appeared for a moment in the live broadcast.

Fu Lanhua glanced at it and didn't feel strange.

Her coldness attracted Mrs. Xiao's idea, this person has always loved digging seedlings all over the world, and there is no reason to let go of such a beauty easily.

Mrs. Xiao went back, took a screenshot, and threw it on the assistant's WeChat: [Go and find out, is this girl Qiao Zhenzhen's sister? ] 】

The assistant responded quickly: [Yes, I heard that it is called Fenghe, from the county town around Xishu City. 】

The county seat?

Mrs. Xiao reopened the picture and enlarged it, how does the coat on this little girl look like a uniform?

She sent another sentence to the assistant: [Go to the audience to see what that Fenghe is wearing]

After a while, the assistant took a picture and came back.

Oh, I see.

Mrs. Xiao glanced meaningfully at Fu Lanhua who was standing next to her, in the afternoon, what happened in Qiao Zhenzhen's apartment had already reached her ears.

Qiao Zhenzhen doesn't want people to show her face, right?

Then she would have to do the opposite.

Not bad, a providential assist.

……

Stage.

The host is methodically taking away the tips in the hands of the little flowers and reading out the question.

An Xiaoran drew Li Bai's "Farewell to Jingmen", and Lin Na drew Du Fu's "Spring Hope", both of which were not difficult, and the two of them memorized the entire text generously.

It's time for Qiao Zhenzhen.

The host smiled and took away the bag in her hand, glanced at it, and suddenly read it out with a sense of enlightenment: "The topic is, recite the full text of "Song of the Goose". ”

Qiao Zhenzhen resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and slowly spoke: "Goose goose goose, song to the sky." The white hair floats in the green water, and the red anthurium plucks the clear waves. ”

After she finished reading, there was even a round of warm applause at the scene.

[Hahaha, help! ] I looked at Sister Qiao stunned for a second, and it should be a famous story through the ages, Yong Goose! 】

[Yong Goose is originally a famous story through the ages, okay! ] 】

[Could it be shady, why is the question she drew like this? ] Can the topic of illiteracy be simple? 】

In the live broadcast room, there was fierce discussion in the barrage.

Qiao Zhenzhen's face is a little ugly, can she recite it backwards when she comes to "Spring River Flower Moonlit Night", why did she smoke this?

Next, Xu Ning rolled her eyes and completed her own title, Wang Wei's "Autumn Twilight in the Mountain House".

In the first draw, only Xiao Zhiyu drew a little bit, Meng Haoran's "Early Cold".

In the barrage of heated discussions about Qiao Zhenzhen's academic qualifications, two people who praised Xiao Zhiyu occasionally flew over.

[Or our Empress Liu has a high degree of education]

[What about the turtle master, it's not covered. 】

Offstage, Feng He also looked at this person twice.

Xiao Zhiyu is still wearing a modern dress that makes Teacher Tong beat her chest, but her hairstyle is different from yesterday.

Probably to avoid the river wind blowing, the comb is a popular style in the Republic of China, the forehead is finely scalded, pulled to the side and coiled, just to cover the right ear, pinned with a top flower.

Feng He didn't understand this, but felt that she seemed to have a glutinous rice on her head.

I vaguely felt that something was wrong, and as for what was wrong, I couldn't say.

……

When Director Hou of the Shengshi Datang Organizing Committee received a call from the director of the Cultural Bureau, he was stunned, and he highly praised their work this time and publicized the cultural week very well.

No? This opening ceremony has not even started? How is it in place.

He was coordinating his work on the spot, and he didn't have time to look at his phone.

After answering the phone, he couldn't help but glance at WeChat, it turned out that his wife had been sending him a message, asking him to order an autograph if he had nothing to do, saying that everyone in their hospital was watching.

Director Hou casually entered an online platform and was taken aback by the number of people online.

No wonder they all love to invite celebrities to bring goods, they only shouted a few times on the official website and the official account before, half an hour ago, the pre-sale tickets for the gold and silver exhibition that had been hanging on the Internet for three months have not been sold out, and now they are actually sold out?

There are also many people who leave messages asking for an extra 2,000 tickets per day?

He looked at the two rows of seats vacated in front of him, and suddenly felt that he was a little rude to those celebrities? Why don't you let the guests come early, and still catch up with the last round of interactions?

……

On the stage, the second draw has ended, and the difficulty has really increased.

An Xiaoran drew the first ten sentences of "Shu Dao Difficulty".

Lin Na is "Song of Long Hatred", and she didn't answer directly. However, it is not surprising that the Chinese returned to China after graduating from university.

It's Qiao Zhenzhen's turn, she's stupid again, Li Bai's "Wanglu Mountain Waterfall"?

It's a little better than "Song of the Goose", but ......

[Qiao Niangniang's first grade of elementary school has become the second grade of primary school! ] 】

[If you don't understand, just ask, non-bar, the difficulty of these poems is not at the same level, right? ] 】

[It's shady, mouth area! ] It's okay for the illiterate to get out, don't tarnish the word culture. 】

Fu Lanhua looked at the comments that flew quickly on the screen, quickly exchanged glances with the makeup artist, and glanced at Xiao Minyuan intentionally or unintentionally.

Coincidentally, Xiao Minyuan was also looking at her with a smile, and said: "Is Zhenzhen doing well?" ”

happened to be on stage, Xiao Zhiyu's voice came from afar, to be honest, it can be regarded as clear and tactful.

"Clear and complain about the night, winding around the wind and rain and mourning ......"

This Wei Zhuang's "Zhangtai Night Thoughts", although it is not long, is a partial door.

Fu Lanhua could only respond lightly: "Hehe, Zhiyu is not bad." ”

Although they are all artists in her company, why can't they be happy?

She vaguely felt that someone was playing a game, but she didn't associate it with her old classmates.

After all, I just inquired last night, and the changes in this show have something to do with Mr. Qi, who had an affair with Qiao Zhenzhen.

As for what they have to do with it, at least she asked Liu Yumei and said that it was not clear. And I heard that the big boss is still coming to the scene?

It can't be a drama where courtship doesn't work, right?

Fu Lanhua felt a headache and called the public relations team, asking them to control the scene and not let anyone with ulterior motives take advantage of the loophole.

……

On the stage, the third draw has been completed.

The topic is simpler than the second round, An Xiaoran Linna has successfully cleared the customs, and the host has come to Qiao Zhenzhen again.

"I'll see what Zhenzhen has drawn?" He took the bag and had an informative expression: "Yes, He Zhizhang's "Yongliu"! ”

Qiao Zhenzhen has nothing to love: "Either I'll give you a performance of "Beauty Walking", or "Sleepwalking in the Sky and Leaving Farewell" will be fine." ”

"Then I'll count you as if you didn't answer correctly." The host smiled evilly.

Qiao Zhenzhen: ......

She read the whole poem and felt like she was going to die.

[Everyone, I unilaterally announce that Qiao Niangniang's level is, third grade! ] 】

[It's so simple three times, I don't believe it if there is no shady]

[Lin Na is really miserable, a foreigner came to memorize ancient poems, and also smoked "Song of Long Hatred"]

……

But there was thunderous applause at the scene again, and some people danced lanterns and frantically called Qiao Zhenzhen's name.

suppressed Xu Ning's voice behind him, and didn't stop until it was Xiao Zhiyu's turn.

Rao is as dull as Fenghe, and he also feels that this thing is developing in a strange direction.

So...... What's wrong?

On the stage, the host's expression was exaggerated, and his words were passionate: "Our Zhiyu drew ten sentences of ...... "Luoyang Daughter's Trip". ”

Xiao Zhiyu glanced at Qiao Zhenzhen a little unnaturally on her face, and said, "Why don't I perform a recitation of the full text for everyone." ”

"This can be there." The host raised the microphone and made a gesture of please.

"Luoyang's daughter lives in the door, so she can look more than fifteen years......"

Oh, that's not right here.

Feng He frowned, and there was a rustling sound.

She closed her eyes, trying to focus all her senses on hearing, and then opened them suddenly.

yes, this person, there's something wrong with her.