not good, immortal

Chapter 67

Feihualing is divided into traditional and improved?

The host froze for a moment.

He hasn't studied this, but just according to the script, he doesn't know whether it is traditional or improved.

After all, he still had some professionalism on the spot, so he immediately threw the question out: "What do Zhenzhen and Teacher Zuo think?"

Zuo Ran and Qiao Zhenzhen looked at each other, then turned to the audience with the latter's acquiescence, and said:
"The traditional Feihua order restricts the meter. The verses spoken by the person who executes the order must contain the word 'flower', and the order of the word 'flower' must be followed by each subsequent character. The improvement is that you don't have to stick to it." These rules can be written in words."

There was a sudden realization from the audience.

She turned to the host again: "Need I give an example?"

Before the host could speak, Xu Ning continued, "Why don't you come directly?"

This traditional flying flower order was planned by her before, but there are not many verses memorized, which is enough for two or three rounds.

She was a little worried that after Zuo Ran finished giving examples, her stock would be gone, and it would be an ugly loss.

"Will it be too difficult?" The host looked at Qiao Zhenzhen. After all, someone had told her to advance, "Or..."

I saw Qiao Zhenzhen nodding her head over there, and said, "Okay, traditional ones, come directly."

She had to vent her anger at saying "goose goose goose" after memorizing poems for a few days.

The host was a little worried about messing things up, but the atmosphere was so heightened, he could only take one step at a time: "Okay...then let's start."

According to the rules, Xu Ning will give the order first.

She opened her mouth and said, "Flowers fly and flowers thank flowers all over the sky."

"Jujube flowers are not falling, and the leaves of the tung tree grow", "The flowers on the temples of the clouds are golden steps", "Beauty is like a flower separated from the clouds".

After one round, Xu Ning didn't expect that Qiao Zhenzhen would pick it up quite quickly.

She also thought that there was something shady about this matter, after all, the program team signed an agreement with her in private, saying that she would withdraw in the second round.

But if you quit, you have to at least show your face in front of the audience to prove that your "artistic line" is true, so he said: "Jianguan Yingyu is slippery."

Qiao Zhenzhen didn't even bother to look at her: "Thousands of pear trees are blooming."

"Wild grass and flowers by the Zhuque Bridge", "Flowers near tall buildings hurt the hearts of guests", "A branch of pear blossoms with rain in spring", "Flowers in the spring river facing autumn and moonlit night"...

Mrs. Xiao:? ? ?
No, what happened to Xu Ning?Wasn't it the end of the second round that she had agreed with her agent, why did she still have to fight hard?

After coming and going, I survived a few times.

Finally, under the condition that the host was winking wildly, Xu Ning admitted the defeat with the sentence "Dongfeng night puts flowers and thousands of trees".

It is impossible to have a deep sisterly love. Without saying a word, she pulled her foreign aid and left the stage. She only left a back view for the camera, and began to swipe her scarf when she stepped off the stage.

[This sister is still okay, Tang Shi didn't pick up, so at least a Song Ci came up]

【Let's just say, Sister Xu still hasn't forgotten her roots as the empress of the Song Dynasty】

Well, it seems that the effect of taking the literary route is not bad, let's move on.

[By the way, who is she playing in Song Dynasty? 】

【That's Queen Guo】

【Oh, that old woman who died early】

Xu Ning:! ! !
……

It's time for the third round of interaction.

The host read out the rules of the game as usual, and the two winners randomly selected one from the audience to form a team, and then asked each other questions, and the one with the highest score was the winner.

Just when Xiao Zhiyu Shi Shiran returned to the center of the stage, a girl suddenly stood up in the audience and shouted: "No! It's not fair!"

It stands to reason that in such a noisy event scene, the host doesn't pay much attention to this kind of accident. After all, the director can cut the camera, so how can an emergency affect the event?
But he didn't do that, and asked directly: "Little girl, don't worry, why is it unfair?" He even asked someone to pass a microphone.

"If you choose someone yourself, wouldn't you choose a master who has been arranged in advance? Is it fair to let the other party designate a partner for you?"

The girl didn't say who was unfair, and the director understood and cut a scene for Qiao Zhenzhen.

The host also intentionally or unintentionally ignored Xiao Zhiyu and asked, "What do we Zhenzhen think?"

Isn't this kind of questioning just to drive ducks to the shelves?

This made Qiao Zhenzhen a little annoyed, but she tried her best to restrain her urge to roll her eyes, and said, "I don't care."

"Then what about us Zhiyu?"

"I'm fine."

The host felt that his work was done very well, and he was full of ambition, and said: "Okay, then let's ask Zhiyu to choose a partner for Zhenzhen first."

Xiao Zhiyu scanned the crowd for a moment, looked left and right, but always stopped for two seconds in the middle.

Qiao Zhenzhen noticed that she was looking at the front row.

There, there was a man wearing sunglasses and a mask waving his hat wildly, jumping up and down, shouting "me, me, me, me" loudly, and he was not dragged out by the security guards, which is quite miraculous.

But Xiao Zhiyu shouldn't be looking at him.

So, where is the middle?

Qiao Zhenzhen suddenly had an inexplicable premonition, this, could it be to pick...

"Then, the young lady in the middle of the third row."

For a while, several cameras took close-ups of Feng He.

The girl's fair skin perfectly withstood the test of the high-power camera, and she couldn't pick out any flaws on the screen. Her face was as bright as a flower bud in early spring, blooming leisurely in the night.

A few kilometers away, at the Yellow Fish Noodle Restaurant, the noodle in the girl's mouth fell back into the bowl with a bang, "It's Teacher Xiao Lu's girlfriend!"

"Oh, really!" The proprietress wiped her hands with a handkerchief, and put her head in front of her daughter's tablet.

"Who is Teacher Xiao Lu?" A guest next to him was curious.

"It's Nannie's art teacher, her girlfriend is pretty, and she's all on TV."

The proprietress was very proud, she was an acquaintance after all, and even handed over the tablet to the guests.

"Wow, it's really beautiful, it's a star!"

"Hehehe," the proprietress was as happy as marrying a daughter, "Ninny, send a message to Teacher Xiao Lu and ask him if he has seen it."

"I don't have his WeChat, oh, but he seems to be in the group, I'll go to the group to ask!"

……

"This little girl is really pretty."

The director's voice came from the earphone.

The director was also very satisfied, cutting several scenes back and forth repeatedly, and also commented on it by the way.

"That's right, among other things, just this head shape, how good it is, round head, [-] degrees without dead ends, if all the female celebrities have this kind of head, I will be less scolded."

In the live broadcast room, the barrage was almost boiling.

[Lying RI!Xiao Zhiyu actually picked a beautiful woman for Qiao Zhenzhen! 】

[At this level, it's not too much for us to call her a four-thousand-year-old beauty, right? 】

[Xiao Zhiyu is pretty smart, as we all know, you don’t need an IQ to be a beauty] (step on +166)

The host sang with Xiao Zhiyu over there: "The young lady in the middle of the third row, is that the one wearing... the blue coat?"

"Yes, it is."

Xiao Zhiyu nodded, and half said from the bottom of her heart: "She is so pretty."

In the audience, Feng He was still thinking about how to help Qiao Zhenzhen break this situation.

She frowned slightly, so what is this quail girl who is blatantly cheating talking about?

"Oh, let me take a look," the host pretended to count, "Row three, number fifteen!"

Wait, row three, number fifteen?
Feng He took out the ticket in the pocket of his skirt, checked it again, it was calling him.

"Yes, yes, little girl, don't look at it, it's you, come up." The host thought to himself, why is this little girl so slow?
The other girls knew they had to keep up with the stage, not to mention they were so happy that they fainted, they were at least elated, but this girl was still dawdling.

The host turned his head and looked at Xiao Zhiyu suspiciously. Didn't Qiao Zhenzhen say that she was afraid of being robbed of the limelight and oppressing the newcomer?Doesn't look like it?
"No? Are you sure you want me to choose her?" Qiao Zhenzhen couldn't help but asked.

There was something in Xiao Zhiyu's words: "This young lady is really good-looking. Now that I saw it, I couldn't help but invite her up for everyone to see."

Oh.

Qiao Zhenzhen understood.

The meaning inside and outside the words is nothing more than saying that she doesn't want Feng He to stand out.

She was really about to be amused.

Miss sister...

What little sister, that is the ancestor!
(End of this chapter)