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Chapter 119 119. Auditions

The draft was going quite smoothly, and in a blink of an eye, the day of auditions came.

Jiang Xingmeng and others had been building momentum on the spiritual platform earlier, and even gave out the final reward for their debut - a high-quality skill from the secret realm of the mountain, 50 high-grade spiritual stones, and several magic weapons.

It was competitive with the rewards of the Xianmen Grand Competition, so naturally many people signed up for the audition.

Nan Zhixiang, Yu Qingge, and Qiu Qianxue finally knew what Jiang Xingmeng was doing without telling them, and finally knew that they were also invited by Jiang Xingmeng to participate in the draft, and they immediately refused.

Nan Zhixiang was very resistant: "I don't know anything, what should I do? I don't lack money, skills, or spiritual stones. I don't want to go."

Jiang Xingmeng said sincerely: "Third Senior Brother, don't you want to be the dream lover of thousands of boys and girls in the world of cultivation? Don't you want to stand on the stage and shine?"

Prime Minister Nan hesitated for a moment, but still refused: "I don't really want to."

Yu Qingge stood aside motionless, resisting, and expressed his rejection with a cold face.

Qiu Qianxue stood firmly on the side of her good friend Nan Zhixiang, and would not go if she was beaten to death.

Jiang Xingmeng looked at the three of them and sneered: "You're not going, are you?"

The three nodded in unison.

Jiang Xingmeng said slowly: "How about you ask Master and Uncle to see what they say?"

Qiu Qianxue let out a "Ha": "What else can I say? This is simply ridiculous! I won't go, I definitely won't go!"

With that said, he and Nan Zhixiang confidently took out the summons card, and started contacting Xie Buyan and Xie Buhui, waiting for Jiang Xingmeng to be taught a severe lesson.

Then dumbfounded.

Xie Buyan: [Listen to Xiaomeng, hurry up. 】

Xie Buhui: [I also invested in this event, it's very good, you can participate. 】

Nan Zhixiang, Yu Qingge, Qiu Qianxue: "...???"

No, have you been taken away? !

What are you doing with such a silly activity? ! !
Qiu Qianxue accidentally said the last sentence, and Jiang Xingmeng suddenly turned dark: "What kind of stupid activity is this?! This is a plan that we carefully planned and spent half a year to come up with!"

After a pause, her face turned pale: "You can not love, but don't hurt."

Qiu Qianxue smiled coquettishly and said, "Oh, I didn't mean to say what was in my heart."

Jiang Xingmeng: "."

She put on a straight face: "Eldest senior brother, third senior brother... If you don't want me to write a storybook and spread the flames all over the Lingtai, I advise you to go to the scene to participate."

Prime Minister Nan Zhixiang and Yuqing Ge both changed their expressions.

Jiang Xingmeng smiled in satisfaction, then squinted his eyes and looked at Qiu Qianxue: "Oh, as for Senior Brother Qiu... If you don't want your uncle to know about your frequent visits to the gambling shop, hurry up and let me go there!"

Qiu Qianxue's expression suddenly changed: "How did you know I was going..."

Jiang Xingmeng let out a "heh" and said with a sneer, "During the Xianmen Grand Competition, one day I saw a chip drop out of your sleeve, do you think I'm blind?"

Qiu Qianxue regretted her mistake.

Jiang Xing dreamed that the three of them were unwilling to compromise, and a very villainous smile appeared on his face: "It's okay, you will know the benefits when you go—"

After all, the essence of human beings is true fragrance.

……

At the same time, the audition scene.

Luo Shuanghan and Hua Qingrou were very busy registering the information of people who came to participate in the audition. To be honest, they did not expect that so many people would participate.

But when I think about it carefully, I feel that it should be taken for granted-the Qinghan Immortal Venerable, the founder of Lingtai, the young master of Penglai Island is the judge, and there is a man who is not well-known, but is so good-looking that people and gods are angry, let alone someone who is good enough to fight with immortals. The rewards are comparable to those of the Gate Competition...

Although the founder of Lingtai will only appear in the preliminary round, it has also earned enough gimmicks.

Ah, they are also a little excited.

But it is a pity that in the first draft, only male students were selected.

Luo Shuanghan sighed in his heart and said casually: "The next one——"

A figure stood quietly in front of Luo Shuanghan's table, lowered his eyes, and said in a calm voice: "Hello, mentors, my name is Luo Zhishan, from Kaitai Palace, and I am the palace master of Kaitai Palace."

"pat-"

The wolf hair in Luo Shuanghan's hand fell on the table, she tried her best to restrain her trembling hands, and looked up as calmly as possible.

Luo Zhishan is still graceful and handsome, and he is clearly the image of a good young man in troubled times in the eyes of everyone.

But Luo Shuanghan clearly caught the possessiveness and teasing in Luo Zhishan's eyes when he looked at her.

She tremblingly picked up the pen on the table. Xie Buyan knew what was going on. He immediately glanced at Luo Zhishan warningly and secretly expressed pressure: "Please start your performance."

Luo Zhishan withdrew his gaze from Luo Shuanghan and said respectfully, "The talent I brought today is painting."

Many onlookers sighed in despair—there are quite a few people performing and painting today, but this is a Confucian school, a Confucian school that is excellent in all aspects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Not to mention that this is the famous Palace Master of Kaitai Palace.

It's over, they have one less promotion quota!
Luo Shuanghan suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

Sure enough, when Luo Zhishan finished the painting and showed it to everyone, Luo Shuanghan almost couldn't resist the urge to vomit.

Luo Zhishan actually painted an erotic picture!

Neither the man nor the woman in the painting showed their faces, but...the woman had a cinnabar mole on her exposed right arm, and the man had a flower-shaped birthmark on his exposed neck.

Luo Shuanghan tightly covered his right arm, feeling his brain buzzing and wanting to draw his sword and stab Luo Zhishan through it.

Luo Zhishan glanced at Luo Shuanghan tenderly, then smiled gently at Xie Buyan, Ji Wuwang, and Qin Yinyue, with a hint of provocation in his tone: "Please give me your instructor's evaluation."

No one spoke, and no one moved.

Even the other contestants were shocked - where could anyone audition for an erotic painting?
Not to mention that this is Luozhi Mountain—the Luozhi Mountain that has always been self-denying and respectful!
Many people also noticed a vague birthmark in the shape of a flower on Luo Zhishan's exposed neck.

The place was silent.

After a while, Ji Wuwang said blankly: "Not allowed."

Luo Zhishan's eyes darkened, and then he said politely: "But I'm not good at painting?"

No one can deny that the painting's craftsmanship is poor, but...

Ji Wuwang sneered. Before that, he hadn't said much. Many people thought that he was a person with holiness and tolerance written all over him.

Then Ji Wuwang said: "Luozhi Mountain, right? What kind of pornographic waste is stuffed in your little head? We are a positive, healthy and uplifting program. What about the new star of Confucianism, Confucianism has you really big Good luck, I'm afraid I'll be finished tomorrow."

After a pause, he saw with satisfaction that Luo Zhishan's expression changed, and a caring smile appeared on his face: "Who are you? Are you so presumptuous in front of your father and me? Shake your brain, just in case there is shit in it Did it just leak out?"

(End of this chapter)