Miss Crazy Seven

Chapter 36

"It's just that..." Some ministers began to agree, Su Changle picked out her ears, put her arms around her chest and looked at Murong Jing who had returned to her seat. It sounds good, but it's too rigid. She still prefers the modern one. disco.

"It's still too early to say, Miss Su Qi hasn't shown it yet, I am looking forward to it."

Murong Jing looked at her with burning eyes, and frowned, she could feel Su Changxiu's jealous gaze, it was inexplicable, it was none of my business if people wanted to look at me.

"That's right, Seventh Sister's poem can be called the work of a god. I think the two competitions in the future will also bring us surprises." Su Changxue covered her lips and echoed, her eyes shining brightly. It happens every year, Su Changle is not at the bottom, this time, I want to see how you make a fool of yourself.

"Third sister, please keep your eyes open!" She raised her voice at the end, and her attitude was lazy. She snapped her fingers quickly, and four guards walked in slowly carrying a lotus platform. Candles were lit on the lotus petals. The small disc is only big enough for four feet.

"This is..." Zhou Pinting was puzzled and looked at Su Changle.

"Changle will be on this lotus platform in a while..." Pursing her lips, she glanced around, "Dancing!"

"Hiss—" In such a small place, Su Changle actually said that she wanted to dance on it. Could it be that she was too happy to win the first place in the last game, and her brain became stupid?
Even Murong Che, who had already looked at her with admiration, couldn't help frowning, and said with a sarcasm, "Miss Seven, you have already won the first round. If you fail in the next two competitions, you can also abstain."

"Who says I can't do it anymore," she said with curved brows, slender fingers brushing the broken hair that fell on her cheeks, and she smiled coquettishly, "I want three consecutive championships."

Three consecutive championships, three firsts, idiotic dreams!
Ignoring the contemptuous gazes from around, he took the things that Xiangxue had prepared, "Your Majesty, I need to go down and change the equipment first."

In this talent competition, many women who chose to dance changed their dance skirts before returning. The emperor would not refuse, and waved his hand, "Go, just tell the people around you what you need."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The night is like water, and the coolness enters the body.

It was already half a cup of tea time, and everyone was already waiting impatiently.

"Your Majesty, is this Seventh Miss of the Su family scared and ran away?"

"That's right, I must have run away because I was afraid of not being able to show my talent and lose face."

"What face does Miss Su Qi have, she has been thrown away long ago, haha..."

What she said became more and more ugly, Zhou Pingting frowned, looked at Su Zhengting, and found that he was talking with a minister next to him, as if he hadn't heard those words, and his heart was filled with anger. Her daughter was so ridiculed, as a father Unmoved.

"Keep everyone waiting for a long time." A familiar voice sounded solemnly, and with a series of crisp bells, Su Changle came slowly with lotus steps.

She had already taken off her fancy dress and put on a thin and elegant veil skirt. Her beautiful figure was looming, and a string of silver bells hung on her slender waist, which jingled as she moved. The sound of ding dong dong was melodious.

Lifting the hem of the skirt, she didn't wear shoes on her feet, but was wrapped in a piece of snow-white silk. The toes were shaped like discs, which looked very much like modern ballet shoes.

Suddenly, Ping Ting smiled, and the flowers on her forehead made her whole face dreamy and dreamy, her black hair covered her entire back, exuding a dazzling luster, and between her half-pull hair, only a jasper was inserted obliquely. hairpin.

momentum...

(End of this chapter)