vrcanaries Chapter 287 The corpse wants to hit her in the face!
Chapter 287 The corpse wants to hit her in the face!
In this way, Shi Shi Meng mingled with them, listening to these noble ladies talking about poems and obscure music.
I just felt that this short time of a stick of incense was particularly difficult and slow.
Fortunately, as those who had left earlier came back one after another, Shishi finally made it through.
Those who had been chatting in groups of three or four before now sat up straight.
If the performance at the beginning was just a small show, then the competition in this segment is the real deal.
After all, the winner of the annual Peach Blossom Banquet not only gets to steal the show and win prizes, but can also ask for an extra favor from the Queen.
In previous years, those who won the first prize all asked the queen to grant them a good marriage.
Seeing that the time was up, the queen sitting at the top took a sip of the scented tea in her hand, slowly put down the teacup in her hand, and said in a calm voice:
"Then let's get started."
As soon as the Queen finished speaking, the young men and ladies who were eager to try went on stage one by one under the arrangement of the steward.
Because the Peach Blossom Banquet is for the young men and ladies from various families to meet each other, the selection of the winner is also particularly simple and democratic.
Whoever has the best talent and the highest support will get the first prize.
On the stage in the center of the banquet hall, tables were placed along three sides.
Some people stand in front of the table and write furiously, while others paint with ink.
The center of the stage is much more exciting as different people change.
The audience in the audience is often immersed in the melodious piano music the moment before.
The next moment, I was attracted by the ethereal sound of the flute and the singing.
Or maybe you are dazzled by the graceful dance.
There were always many more women on stage than men, and the men would either compose poems or play the flute or the Xiao.
Compared with those noble ladies who have diverse talents and are colorful, she seems to be just a foil.
Shishi in the audience was leaning back in his chair like an old man, looking at the wonderful performance on the stage, his little face smiling so hard that his teeth were showing.
The queen, who was sitting above, frowned slightly as she watched.
The theme this time is vitality, and the talents displayed by the people on the stage still reveal lingering and sad emotions.
The queen shook her head secretly in disappointment, closed her eyes slightly, and raised her hand to rub her eyebrows.
Those who saw this scene with sharp eyes were puzzled for a moment, but after thinking about it carefully, they understood.
When he looked at the stage again, most of the admiration in his eyes had disappeared.
Some of those who were smart and had not yet gone on stage secretly changed the talents they had originally prepared.
Those who have already performed on stage can only regret it in secret.
So when the music coming from the stage is no longer affectionate and graceful, and the poems are no longer about lovesickness, but joy and happiness, or praise for the revival of all things.
The queen put down her frowning hands and slowly opened her eyes again.
But there was not enough time to prepare, and the word "vitality" was really difficult to interpret, so the talent was still slightly inferior to before.
It is precisely for this reason that those talented people chose to continue to display the talents they had prepared for a long time.
But what’s the point of giving a perfect answer if it doesn’t fit the question?
With Liu Ruoyan, who didn't know whether it was her own deliberate arrangement or she was isolated and left to the end, the soft and powerful dance with a sense of vigor and progress came to an end.
The competition is coming to an end.
Liu Ruoyan's dance, Chen Siyu's spring-like ink painting, and a poem by the second son of the Yongning Hou family made it difficult to tell which one was better.
Only these three people were left on the stage, standing in a row, waiting for the Queen's final decision.
But when Liu Ruoyan glanced at the audience, she was still surprised by the girl who looked ignorant.
His eyes turned slightly, and before the queen could speak, he spoke softly.
"I once heard His Majesty praise Her Majesty the Queen for her intelligence and virtuous character.
I think Her Majesty the Queen must be multi-talented, right?
I wonder if we can have the honor of seeing Her Majesty the Queen today?"
What kind of style can a nine-year-old child have?
But if this nine-year-old child is the first queen in history.
Everyone thought, well, it’s worth a look.
Maybe there really is!
So everyone's expectant eyes fell on Shishi, the first queen.
And what about Shishi himself?
Now there are only two words in my mind.
Come come come...
The talent show segment is here!
Even though the corpse didn't quite understand what was being said, this little witch was quibbling with words in a sarcastic tone.
But based on the cramming he had done a few nights ago, Shi also knew that this little witch was provoking him.
Shishi was not angry at the provocation, but was filled with excitement and joy at suddenly becoming the protagonist of the plot he had been looking forward to.
The corpse was going to hit her in the face!
Hit her hard in the face!
After all, the Snow Queen's face cannot be challenged!
So the queen, who was about to speak up to refuse on behalf of the little girl, was overtaken by someone else.
"Shh~
Come down, little witch, and let me do it!"
The little girl folded her arms, stood up arrogantly, and her tone was even more arrogant.
Liu Ruoyan, who was called a little witch again, froze in her smile, and a hint of viciousness flashed across her watery eyes.
She restrained her expression and continued to smile softly:
"Thank you, Your Highness, for your honor.
Then Ruoyan looks forward to His Highness's next amazing talent."
However, her little face, which was obviously pale, and the bitter smile on her lips, made the young men below feel very sorry for her.
I also felt disgusted with the Ice Queen who always humiliated people.
The Queen, Xu, and even her own mother, who knew nothing about Shishi's strength.
Seeing that the little girl looked confident, no one spoke to stop her.
Her Majesty the Queen agreed to perform on stage, and the three people who were originally standing on the stage voluntarily stepped down one by one to make room for Her Majesty the Queen.
But for some reason, Liu Ruoyan, who was closest to the stairs, walked last and walked very slowly.
The corpse had already circled halfway to the stairs before she came down from the last step.
When these two people bump into each other, there will naturally be no friendly greetings.
Shishi just looked up at her with an arrogant expression.
Liu Ruoyan responded to her with a smile that was polite but also contained a hint of gloating that could not be concealed.
The scene seemed peaceful and calm, but no one noticed the skirts of the two people.
A pair of delicate and small pink embroidered shoes was about to step onto the stairs when suddenly a pair of white embroidered shoes was extended from the side.
The pink shoe paused in the air for half a second, then stepped on the white shoe without hesitation.
The owner of the white shoes had a look of concern on his face, as if he had expected it, and it was on his lips:
Are you okay, Your Highness?
It turned into a scream with a distorted face.
But the scream was not complete.
As soon as he made a sound, his mouth was covered tightly by a small hand that seemed to have anticipated it and moved swiftly.
Shishi stepped directly on Liu Ruoyan's feet and stepped onto the stairs steadily, only half a head's height away from her.
After the corpse had firmly stood on the steps, he raised his eyes and looked at Liu Ruoyan with a playful look on his face, which was distorted with pain.