When the second uplink was reversed, there was already a faint sound of admiration from the crowd.

If the first level is urgency, then the second level already involves literary literacy.

Even Ao Huanhuan, who was on the top floor, couldn't help but have a slight light in his eyes when he heard the second pair.

She carefully looked at Song Lanyi's appearance in the water mirror.

The eyebrows are like distant mountains, the eyes are like the abyss of Motan, the skin is like the snow on the top of the mountain, and the temperament is cold and outstanding, if you are a man...... That's just a perfect growth in the direction that Ao Huanhuan likes!

If...... It would be nice if it were a man......

Ao Huanhuan slapped his forehead violently.

No, gender is a thing that is destined by birth, how can the nineteenth sister choose?

So, it should be hers or not.

Why does she like men?

Isn't it good to like a fragrant and soft sister?

It's all her fault!

Ao Huanhuan felt that he had missed 100 million.

The other side.

The snake-tailed man's hands trembled slightly when he heard the second couplet.

In fact, when it comes to this, Song Lanyi can be said to have won.

Her first two downlinks are so well matched.

So that in the end, it doesn't matter if it's right or not.

The snake-tailed man slowly calmed down, he listened to the thumping heartbeat in his ears, and said calmly, "What about the third one? Can you handle it?"

He was sure that Song Lanyi couldn't come out, so that even if Song Lanyi won, he would at least be able to save the last face.

Song Lanyi saw his plan at a glance, but he didn't break it.

After all, in the absence of life and death contradictions, and without the need to cut people, it is also a good choice to leave a line and develop a network in the future.

I saw her smile generously, "The last uplink is so wonderful, I really can't get the perfect downlink."

Before the snake-tailed man could laugh, Song Lanyi said quietly, "It's just that I'm here, but there are a few imperfect couplets."

Snaketail Man: ?

Are you kidding me?

It's so difficult, it can almost be called the upper link of the eternal couplet, you tell me, there is more than one lower link?

The snake-tailed man took a deep breath, "Say it, say as much as you want, say as much as you want."

Song Lanyi was also unambiguous, and immediately reported it as if it were the name of the dish.

"Uplink: Smoke Lock Pond Willow."

"Downlink: Fill the Lights with Waves."

"Again: Beacon Sales."

"Also: the bell sunken platform lantern."

The snake-tailed man exhaled slowly.

He looked at Song Lanyi for a long time, as if he wanted to keep her in his mind.

After a long time, he heard a voice of gnashing teeth, "Song, Lan, Yi, I remember you."

"Fortunately." Song Lanyi's smile did not change.

"My name is Lian Qingcheng, you remember."

Lian Qingcheng, as soon as this name came out, there were faint faces in the crowd.

But Song Lanyi didn't know.

She is a real "native" of Shuobei.

But Zhu Xulin knows a lot more.

He whispered in Song Lanyi's ear, "Lian Qingcheng is from the 100,000 mountains of the Demon Clan, and he is the Holy Son of the Green Snake Clan. It is also rare among the snake tribe to be neutral, and it is not very targeted at the existence of the human race."

Neutrality?

Song Lanyi slandered in her heart, even Qingcheng's appearance towards her didn't seem to be neutral.

But out of the basic principle of leaving a line in doing things, Song Lanyi still waved his hand politely, "Brother Qingcheng, I have time to come to Shuobei to play."

Even Qingcheng's gloomy eyebrows relaxed, and he looked at Song Lanyi with some surprise.

This Song Lanyi, when he is not going toe-for-tat with him, is actually quite cute.

Looking at her green face with a hint of baby fat, Lian Qingcheng

Suddenly, there was some confusion.

Why did he want to target Song Lanyi?

Obviously, her age may not be as old as the few sisters in the family.

Even Qingcheng, even Qingcheng, you have lived so long, and you have lived to the belly of a dog.

Lian Qingcheng seemed to suddenly come to his senses and slapped himself hard in his heart.

He showed a look of shame on his face, although there was still a trace of awkwardness in his heart, but he still bowed his hand to Song Lanyi in a proper manner, "Today is my abruptness, and I hope that Miss Song can forgive one or two."

Song Lanyi was not angry.

There are many people in the world, and there is more gossip, if she is angry every day for irrelevant people and irrelevant things, then does she want to live?

In the final analysis, there is no deep hatred between them, just a few quarrels, and if they want to rise to the point of fighting each other, it will be too lacking in the sense and stomach of a scholar.

After Lian Qingcheng left, Song Lanyi naturally became the well-deserved leader of the second level.

The crowd didn't target her.

Song Lanyi is a woman.

Is it possible to be a son-in-law?

Instead of letting others stand out and be the leader.

It's better for Song Lanyi to be the leader, no one can take advantage of it, and no one can be in the limelight.

When the second level was passed, Song Lanyi looked at Crab Eighteen and Zhu Xulin in some surprise.

She subconsciously asked, "How can you two get through?"

Zhu Xulin's face immediately darkened, "Hey, don't look down on me too much! I've got the real stuff anyway!"

Sleeping in class, that's also called real material?

It's really chic!

When Song Lanyi saw his stunned appearance, he knew that this person must have made some small moves.

Sure enough, before Zhu Xulin finished being proud, a note covered with fluttering ink words in his sleeve was revealed.

Song Lanyi glanced at it, and it was all dense couplets.

Sure enough, there should be no expectations for this second generation.

It was Crab Eighteen, who scratched his head innocently, "The seventh princess is the seventh sister, and I came to see her this time."

Song Lanyi couldn't help but be curious when she heard this, "How many brothers and sisters do you have?"

Crab Eighteen became excited when he said this, "I was originally the eldest, but after you came, I became the nineteenth sister, and I happened to be the youngest. Our eighteen heroes of the East China Sea, who have worshipped, do not seek to be born in the same year and month, but to die in the same year and month."

Oh~

Song Lanyi understood.

This is equivalent to the private club of the rich second generation in the previous life.

Just when Song Lanyi and the others were chatting, the ranking of the second level had already come out.

Zhu Xulin hung the last position, followed Song Lanyi step by step, and went to the third floor.

On the third floor, the furnishings are simple, but in the simplicity, they reveal the quiet and simple after the precipitation of the years.

Here, even the shelves of a screen are made of ebony agarwood from the depths of the East China Sea.

The light in the embroidery building is faint, so the shadow behind the screen is also a little blurry.

But with the brilliance of the lights, you can still feel that the woman behind the screen is slender and has a delicate temperament.

I saw the woman's figure swaying slightly behind the screen, as if she was observing everyone.

This scene of choosing a son-in-law made many young men present show a touch of shyness and eagerness to try.

If you can still maintain a calm mind at this time, I am afraid that the only ones are Song Lanyi, Crab Eighteen and Zhu Xulin.