The big-name husband has played too much: the poisonous pet, the good girl

An Ying pinched her nose and said, "Little nymphomaniac, winning the championship depends on strength, not appearance."

"I don't care, I just want him to be my master." Xiao Le stomped her feet, and then looked at the two other contestants.

She especially pointed to the only woman among the three, and whispered to An Ying: "That woman is also good-looking, we must not let her win the championship."

"Why?"

"Mom, why are you so stupid? What if she enters the palace and is spotted by her father?" Xiao Le gave An Ying a blank look with a look of resentment. An Ying raised her eyebrows and muttered in agreement. One sentence: "That's right." [

But she is confident that Hao is definitely not the kind of person who sees things differently.

"Master, there are a lot of people here, let's go to the restaurant across the street to have a look. It has a better view over there." The attendant Qiu persuaded behind them, Xiao Le turned her head and glared at him, and said with puckered lips, "No, I'll just stand there." it's here."

An Ying smiled slightly, and said a few words to the guards who came to protect them, then led Xiao Le to the front, and she didn't want to watch from afar.

Immediately after the game started, there was silence off the stage.

The host waved his hand, stood on the stage, and came up with a question: "There is no topic for this competition. Everyone chooses their best. There is only one condition, that is, it must be able to impress the people below and let them volunteer themselves. For the small red silk flowers in the hands, the final selection will be based on the number of small flowers obtained by individuals and the comments of the judges at the judges' bench."

To put it concisely, in a word, it is to be able to integrate one's own feelings into the sound of the piano, and to impress the people and judges present.

The competition is fair, as long as tall fans are not prohibited from soliciting votes, it all depends on the charm of the size.

The sound of the zither is like flowing water. This is a feast for the ears. An Ying, like most common people, does not understand those elegant things. She only judges by her feeling, and she also thinks that Beichenmo's qin is the best, because she can listen to it. Relieve the pressure on people, let people relax.

Xiao Le even had an expression of nympho, staring at the handsome guy in her eyes without blinking, her little hands turned red from clapping, and she was so happy that she didn't feel any pain at all.

Her heart was like being scratched by a cat, her heart itched unbearably, she wished she could immediately drag a handsome man into the palace to be her master.

Naturally, such things as canvassing votes will never be left behind.