Plane Mall: I became a group favorite by hoarding goods

Chapter 303 303. Invitation
At this time, Song Yan's attention was all on the pastry in the hands of the waiter in the teahouse, and if she didn't pay attention, someone took advantage of her. When she realized it, the half-hidden door of the box had been pushed open.

"Hey--"

Why is this girl getting more and more reckless?

Song Chan'er over here froze when she saw the expressions of everyone in the box, the words she wanted to say were stuck in her mouth and she couldn't swallow or spit them out.

How could it be them? !
Song Yan likes to dance with knives and guns on weekdays, and most of her playmates are the daughters of military generals, and their grades are not very high, which is why she insists on seeing them regardless of etiquette.

However, it never occurred to her that there would be someone she could not afford to offend in the room.

Qu Shaoya is the daughter of the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion, her status is naturally noble.Jiang Yuyao is the only junior in the Jiang family, and Jiang Lao is the second-rank Guanglu doctor and accompanied by the former emperor. Even Zhou Xiang has to give three points of favor.Although Qin Nan came from a merchant's family, she has a noble concubine who loves her dearly.
Compared with several people, she, the third-rank Shangshu daughter of the household department, seemed a bit unattractive.

Qu Shaoya and others had already listened to the conversation outside. After Song Yan volunteered to go out, she thought it would be resolved, but she didn't expect that person to be so arrogant that she didn't even stop her.

"Miss Song, what is this?"

Song Chan'er felt everyone's eyes on her, and most of the anger in her heart dissipated immediately, only then did she realize how inappropriate her behavior was.

"It turns out that Miss Qu and you are here. It seems that today is a good day. I met you as soon as you went out."

What happened to the waiter in the teahouse?All he knew was that he stopped her but didn't tell who the person in the box was, and that Song Yan, who deliberately didn't say anything, must have wanted to see her laugh.

There was a soft chuckle and mocking sound from behind, and Song Chan'er's face turned pale and pale.

Fortunately, she knew that the people in the box were not the ones following her, so she suppressed her anger and hurriedly greeted her. She glanced at the two strange women beside Jiang Yuyao from the corner of her eye and was stunned.

"These two ladies are."

Jiang Yuyao said lightly, "This surname is Cheng, and the one next to her is Miss Shen, who is our friend."

The introduction was simple, and she didn't say anything except their surnames. She deliberately didn't mention the identities of the two for fear of being targeted by narrow-minded people. However, this simple introduction had another meaning in Song Chan'er's ears.

This is looking down on her, so why don't you bother to mention your identity to her?

"It turns out that everyone is gathering with friends, so we won't bother you."

Song Chan'er swallowed her breath and looked Cheng Xi and the two up and down, her eyes deliberately paused for a moment on their clothes and headgear to add a bit of contempt, then she turned around and walked out.

Cheng, Shen
Why didn't she know that there was such a person in Beijing, the clothes were very ordinary and there were not many jewelry, maybe she didn't know where they came from?
Several figures disappeared on the second floor, and the few people in the private room could faintly hear the voice of arrogance fading away.

Shen Xingqi moved to her side: Sister-in-law, why do I feel that there is something wrong with the way that girl looks at us?
Cheng Xi: Well, something is really wrong.

Everyone could see it, and several people in the box frowned.

"This Song Chan'er must be making up her mind again, but she really doesn't stop at all."

Song Yan sat down and groaned, "But why is she so irritable today, she doesn't come here so often, could something good happen in this teahouse today?"

As soon as the words fell, the few people by the window heard clear cheers coming from outside the window.

Huh?
Huh?

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"Brother Shen really has a brilliant literary talent, I admire you."

"As expected of being the top of the examination list, this poem is the best of the day!"

A group of elegant students in green shirts gathered together in the Suting Pavilion, looking at the rice paper in front of the table with surprise.

This is a three-story exquisite attic. Tea and pastries are the basic configuration. The first floor is a hall with square tables. The second to third floors are the main packing boxes. The difference from the teahouse next door is that both the first floor and the boxes in the attic provide pens, ink and paper. Inkstone, piano and chess are the resorts for scholars.

Shen Xingluo pinched the wolf hair with his knuckles, and calmly wrote his name on the bottom left of the rice paper under the eyes of everyone who was amazed, shocked or scrutinized.

"Poetry is good, words are better."

There is a bit of sharpness that has never been seen before.

Qin Zheng stood on one side in admiration, cheering with great loyalty, Wang Zhi, Yu Heting and others next to him echoed.

However, the host of the Su Ting Gathering is not looking very good at the moment. He is standing in the corridor on the second floor with a few friends and looking down.

"The poetry is well done. This Shen Zijing really has two talents, no wonder he won the top spot. Brother Chu, this person is definitely a strong enemy for you and me!"

"I said, how do you grow other people's ambitions? It's just an additional test, and our Guozijian students will not end up."

While some admired it, others objected. It was obvious that several people had different views on Shen Xingluo.

"He's just a kid from a humble family, Brother Feng doesn't think he can go straight up the sky with him alone, does he?"

"He is from Lin'an Mansion, and he went to visit Du Shilang's Mansion within a few days after hearing that he entered Beijing."

The man in the brocade suit pouted downward, "Here, there is a direct descendant of the Qin family among those classmates next to him."

One of them glanced at the sought-after Lord downstairs, and didn't take it seriously, "Master Du is upright and upright. He should disdain to pave the way for others. As for the direct descendant of the Qin family, who is only a junior of the third family, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Could it be that Young Master Qin could go to the palace to cry to his concubine and aunt?

As soon as these words came out, the host man who sent the invitation paused for a moment, and chuckled for a while.

"It's because I was thinking too much, so I would like to congratulate a few of you in advance for winning the first rank in the palace examination."

"Brother Feng, it's too early to say that. The Imperial College has a large number of talents, and I'm not sure yet."

Several people spoke modestly, but their faces were a little more arrogant.

The protagonist downstairs won the first prize in this poetry meeting amidst congratulations from everyone. When someone else was writing to express their feelings, he stepped back a few steps and glanced at the second floor without any trace.

***
When Shen Xingluo returned to the study, Cheng Xi was lying at the table writing vigorously, and the incense-dyed flower paper was full of small letters with hairpin flowers.

"What are you busy with?"

"Write an invitation."

Cheng Xi put down the last stroke, looked at the handwriting in front of him and smiled with satisfaction.

Fortunately, the brushwork that was whipped by her grandfather when she was a child has not been completely thrown away, otherwise she will lose her adulthood.

"It's been a while since we've been in the capital, and we plan to entertain our friends, what do you think?"

"Madam is still considerate."

Shen Xingluo sat down beside her, picked up the written invitations and sorted them out one by one, "These are all female relatives, why not add Qin Zheng and the others and invite them to come together?"

"Okay, it's more lively this way."

(End of this chapter)