Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1121 Victory
In this world, there may really be miracles.

As dusk fell, the bells of the last Six Arts performance echoed in the valley.

The people in the audience were sweating profusely, and the practitioners who stepped down were exhausted.

"Today's Six Arts Competition is all over, let's start counting the votes!"

The last bell fell, and the examiner's shouts ignited the audience.

The sun had completely set, and the torches erected outside the high platform were all lit, and the swaying firelight illuminated the excited and expectant faces of the people below the stage.

The expressions of the cultivators were even more anxious. They stared at the examiners who were counting on the examiner's high platform, anxiously, and listened to the discussions of the people around them. The more they listened, the more ugly their expressions became.

The music competition in the Six Arts Competition completely aroused the enthusiasm of the public to vote and discuss the contestants, but although the public cheered up, the next competition did not satisfy them.

"It's finally over, why do you feel that the rest of this is almost meaningless..."

"The stepson in the Northern Wei Dynasty is pretty good at dancing swords, and Mo Hua's accompaniment is also pretty good, but the other musicians are really bad. Why didn't you think these musicians were so bad before?"

"The arrows shot by that son of Soochow's family are quite beautiful, but what the hell is the calculation behind?"

"And that Nanchu guy, the wild grass is pretty good, but what's his name?"

"One generation is not as good as the previous generation. Why are most of the cultivators in this class not capable!"

Listen to the discussions of the people around you.The corners of Chen Zichu's mouth twitched slightly as he was wiping the ink on his hands, and he stared speechlessly at the girl next to him who was single-mindedly listening to the strings.

What do you mean they are incompetent?

It's true that the first few games are ahead, and they will not be able to attract the attention of the people no matter how they play later!
As a result, the culprit was fine and usually kept repairing the piano all the time, completely unaware of his responsibility.

This woman ended the entire Six Arts Competition by herself, making the performance of others behind her dull.

Chen Zichu originally wanted to slander, but at this moment, two examiners carried a scroll onto the high platform, and everyone's nerves tensed.

"The result is out!"

Crying or laughing, the final result has all been written on paper.

The Six Arts is different from wrestling, riding and archery. It is difficult to judge and determine the ranking. The ranking of the Six Arts is also the most controversial in previous years. This year, the form of voting was introduced for the first time. No one can guess what the result will be.

But no matter what form, the top spot is always the most eye-catching.

No one knows the result until the scroll is opened.

"Who will be at the top?"

"Chunhua-jun? Zhaohua-jun?"

"Actually, the Saintess of the Northern Wei Dynasty and that Xirong man also performed well..."

"It will never be..."

Amidst the divergent opinions, there was a burst of shouting among the mountains and fields.

"opened!"

The examiner climbed up the ladder, hung the scroll on the top of the display stand, and pulled the ribbon suddenly amidst the sound of the bell. In the wide-eyed eyes of everyone, the huge scroll was pushed away, rolling down with countless names.

"The result is out."

Looking at the countless names of people, Ji Jiashu felt a little dizzy.

All the human voices were far away in his ears, and many practitioners immediately lowered their heads, not daring to look at them due to their hometown, but Ji Jiashu opened his eyes wide at the first moment, and he tried his best to open them wider , Enduring the violent heartbeat, he looked towards the top.

Then, at the top, he saw the name.

"Chun, Chunhua, I'm not dreaming, am I?" Chen Zichu beside him rubbed his eyes and pushed his shoulder desperately.

The voices of friends around him penetrated into his eardrums indistinctly, but Ji Jiashu smiled slightly.

It was indeed a dream.

A dream that no one thought she could achieve before the race started.

Ji Jiashu looked at the name at the top and read it softly.

"Ying hugs the moon."

And at this moment, many people around him stared at the big characters on the top and read out the name in a daze.

"Ying hugs the moon."

The former Qin princess Ying Baoyue.

Winning Baoyue won the first place in the Six Arts Competition of the Intermediate Class Ceremony.

This is her third top spot in Soochow.

But this time, for the first time, so many people pronounced her name at the same time.

The poor people raised their heads, and those they didn't know begged the scholar in the shabby gown to tell them the name, and then the people repeated the name clumsily.

The teenagers from all over the world raised their heads and read out the name they already knew with complicated expressions.

They already had to deal with the name.

I have to face the tenacity and strength of this woman.

The examiners on the high platform read the name with extremely complicated expressions. Some elderly examiners twitched their fingers slightly in their sleeves, thinking about something.

Ji Jiashu listened to the voice in his ears, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

very nice.

She won.

After the initial shock, the teenagers under the tree all looked a little proud.

Although Zhao Guang didn't know who he was so proud of as a Soochow native.

There must be something wrong with his head.

But Zhao Guang could only laugh when he saw the young people around him who looked different from You Rongyan.

"Baoyue," he realized that he had begun to call out the woman's name familiarly at some point. Zhao Guang walked towards Ying Baoyue's direction and wanted to congratulate him, but he was taken a step ahead.

"Congratulations," Ji Jiashu looked at Ying Baoyue, who was holding a kite beside her, and immediately congratulated her, "My lord at the top of the list, you have won again."

Hearing this address, Zhao Guang blushed for a certain Sixth Prince of the Warring States Period.

But it turned out that a certain former Qin princess was not an ordinary person, and she was just a little surprised after hearing Ji Jiashu's words about Ying Baoyue. The next moment, she hugged Qin Zheng tightly in her arms and smiled.

"Happy together, rejoice together."

"What's the same joy?" Ji Jiashu was stunned.

"We're only three votes short, didn't you notice?" Ying Baoyue smiled, pointing to the list, "If the final score is made, it shouldn't be much difference."

Ji Jiashu saw that Ying Baoyue was at the top of the list and didn't look down. He was taken aback when he heard this, and then turned his head to look. Sure enough, he found his name under Ying Baoyue's name.

"Am I... second?"

Who is the third?
Ji Jiashu continued to look and found that Li Ji was only ranked third.

"This..." His expression was a bit complicated. From his point of view, Li Ji's drum performance was quite high. He originally thought that Li Ji would be ahead of him.

"Why did you come here to congratulate him without even checking your ranking?" Chen Zichu patted him on the shoulder, "Chunhua, congratulations on getting second."

"Congratulations on getting No.30 too," Ying Baoyue congratulated Chen Zichu with a smile on the side.

There were congratulatory sounds all around, but Ji Jiashu's expression was a little complicated.

"This ranking..."

But before he could express his doubts, there was a cracking sound not far away.

"I'm only No. 11? Even lower than that pariah? How is it possible? There must be a miscalculation somewhere!"

Ying Baoyue and others heard the reputation and found that Xu Bingqing was full of anger, picked up the piano in front of Tuoba Xun and threw it on the tree.

(End of this chapter)