River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 199 Miss Qingshuang is here
The bamboo raft came to the shore, and a maid in a green skirt came upstairs holding a lantern.

"Excuse me, who is Mr. Meng Longtan?" The maid asked while holding a piece of paper.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was surprised.

Could it be that Miss Qingshuang has taken a fancy to Meng Longtan?
Meng Longtan came out, cupped his hands and said, "Xiaosheng is here."

The maid smiled slightly: "Miss said that your tone is not strong enough, which leads to the lack of Xiao Yun. The melody sounds smooth, but the strength of the tune is not strong enough. If you want to go further in this way, you have to practice more."

After some anticipation, what I got in exchange was a few words of advice.

Moreover, these few short sentences are like peeling someone's wounds, stabbing someone's weak points, bloody and merciless.

Meng Longtan thinks that his blow flute skills are not bad, but when Miss Qingshuang comes, he still needs to "practice more and more".

For a moment, he laughed and felt ashamed, bowed again, and retreated to his position.

Then, the maid said again: "I wonder who is Lu Yongdao, Mr. Lu?"

In the northern camp, one person stood up and bowed, "It's Xiaosheng."

The maid glanced at the comment in her hand, and said: "Mr. Lu's middle tune is wrong by five notes. The art of piano music should also be practiced more."

Lu Yongdao listened to it, flung his sleeves and hummed, he was very displeased.

After that, the maid commented on the other two.

It is said that they are either poor in technique or lack of charm.Anyway, for Miss Qingshuang, she didn't reach the threshold level.

After that, it's time to comment on Zhu Xiaolian's ancient Xun.

The maid said: "My lady said, Mr. Zhu, it's better not to blow the xun in the future."

After saying that, everyone laughed.

Zhu Xiaolian was quite relaxed, and also smiled, not caring.This was originally not his strong point.

"I don't know who is Zhang Yuebin, Mr. Zhang?"

After talking about Zhu Xiaolian, she finally asked about Zhang Yuebin.

Zhang Yuebin was in the center of the northern camp, bowing to each other from a distance, and said with a smile, "It's just that."

When the maid saw him, she was overjoyed and said, "Mr. Zhang's skills are exquisite, and even the young lady praised him as first-class. Tonight, Mr. Zhang should be the best in terms of rhythm."

The northern camp cheered immediately.

In fact, there is no need for Ms. Qingshuang to comment, everyone has already known that Zhang Yuebin must be the winner of this rhythm ratio.

The southern camp all sighed.

Poems lost last night, although tonight in the pairing game, they regained a victory, but together with the rhythm, they lost again.

In this way, three losses and one victory can be described as a miserable loss.

"Congratulations, Brother Zhang is going to be very happy tonight."

"Congratulations, Brother Zhang, for being favored by a beauty."

"I have known for a long time that the one who gets Miss Qingshuang's pillow must be Brother Zhang."

In the northern camp, everyone congratulated Zhang Yuebin.

However, the southern camp is not pleasing to the eye.

But it's helpless, Miss Qingshuang has already said that Mr. Zhang should be the best in terms of rhythm tonight.

"It's a pity that a flower will be planted on cow dung." Zhu Xiaolian said angrily.

Meng Longtan also said: "I can't say that. Although I am unwilling, I have to admit that Zhang Yuebin is indeed talented. He can be favored by Miss Qingshuang, and he can be regarded as a gifted scholar and beautiful woman for a while."

Zhu Xiaolian waved his hand: "Why do you need to build up other people's ambition? Come, brother Meng and brother Jiang drink."

Zhang Yuebin stood up amidst the sound of flattery.

I want to follow the maid, get off the bamboo raft, and go to the flower boat to spend the night.

But at this moment, the maid spoke again: "Excuse me, which son played the last ancient Xun just now?"

She asked,
The eyes in the arena all glanced at Jiangling.

what?

Still want a review?

It is indeed worthy of being a famous knife mouth, if you don't finish your comment, don't you give up?
Before Jiang Ling could say anything, Zhu Xiaolian pointed at him and said, "What's wrong? Mr. Jiang Ling, this is the one. Just now, the ancient Xun was played very well, so you Miss Qingshuang also want to criticize him?"

The southern student camp has already lost like this,
You Qingshuang girl, you know something, can't you save some thin noodles?

The maid said respectfully and respectfully, "Miss said, please invite Mr. Jiang to board the boat."

As soon as the words fell,

Zhang Yuebin, who had just started walking towards the maid, froze.

The expressions of the rest of the people also suddenly turned astonished.

A person's face is almost covered with question marks.

Zhu Xiaolian was holding the jug, but he forgot to fill the wine glass to the brim, and the wine flowed all over the table.

Their eyes, coincidentally, all moved to Jiang Ling.

what?
Miss Qingshuang, would you like to invite Jiang Ling to board the boat?
Zhu Xiaolian: "Little girl, what did you just say, say it again?"

The maid smiled slightly, and blessed again: "Our lady said, please invite Mr. Jiang to board the boat."

Zhu Xiaolian laughed, and slapped Meng Longtan's shoulder fiercely: "Brother Meng, did you hear that? Did you hear that? Miss Qingshuang is looking for Brother Jiang."

Meng Longtanyou was in a dream: "If it's brother Jiang, it's also what everyone expects."

The rest of the southern camp felt bitter and jealous at this moment, but Jiang Ling's invitation was better than Zhang Yuebin's.After all, Jiangling represents the southern camp.

"Dare to ask girl, Miss Qingshuang said that tonight's rhythm ratio should be better than Brother Zhang, so why, the person you invited has become Mr. Jiang again?"

"That's right, no one in the southern schools can beat brother Zhang Qinyun, Miss Qingshuang, why do you want to invite the loser alone?"

"Could it be that the girl sent the wrong letter?"

The northern camp voiced doubts.Even Zhang Yuebin himself looked at the maid inquiringly.

The maid still had that smiling face, and said: "Our young lady said that when it comes to the ratio of rhythm, no one present can surpass Mr. Zhang when it comes to technique. Excellent. Mr. Zhang's "Guangling San" is a wonderful piece, but the tune is sad and tragic at the end, not suitable for the occasion. Mr. Jiang's wonderful song is so touching, it touched our lady's heart, so our lady invited Jiang Young master board the boat and tell."

Zhang Yuebin frowned, turned around and returned to his seat, and didn't say much.

In the northern camp, some people want to say that it is unfair.Obviously Jiangling's melody doesn't match the five tones and six temperaments. Although it sounds good, it can't be regarded as suitable for the occasion?

Why, he can go on board?

But Zhang Yuebin had already waved his hand in advance, signaling that everyone needn't say more.

Miss Qingshuang's choice has been made, so it's useless to say more.

"I also invite Mr. Jiang to accompany my slave on board." The maid bowed and held a lantern to invite.

Jiang Ling sat on the futon, but didn't intend to follow.

Zhu Xiaolian urged several times: "Brother Jiang, hurry up, it's not good to neglect a beauty."

Jiang Ling said: "I won't go. If I only want to compete here tonight, I'll go back to the inn later."

Meng Longtan smiled wryly and said, "The inn? There's already a curfew at this time, so you can't go out this door. Brother Jiang, even if you don't go, you won't be able to go back to the inn tonight."

The sky was dark, and it was the beginning of Xu Shi.

At this point, the curfew is indeed already in place.

"Please also invite Mr. Jiang to accompany slave on board." The maid invited again at this time.

Jiang Ling remained indifferent,

Zhu Xiaolian couldn't bear to look at him in the end, he flirted with Meng Longtan, the two had a perfect understanding, and they put Jiang Ling's arms together and lifted him up.

"Girl, don't blame me, Brother Jiang is too strong to drink, wait for the two of us to help him onto the boat."

Jiang Ling: "..."

(End of this chapter)