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Chapter 129 Competing with painting?I'm afraid other people will cry!

While Yu Qinghuan was in high spirits, the first competition of the flower viewing competition officially began.

As the name suggests, the theme of the "Flower Appreciation Conference" is related to flowers. The first round is about flower arrangement skills. Whoever arranges the most beautiful flowers and can catch the eyes of the judges will win this round.

However, Yu Qinghuan was about to give up in this round. There were many flowers of different varieties at her hand, which dazzled her. If she was asked to tell the efficacy and function of these flowers, she would definitely be able to explain them in detail, but she was asked to arrange these flowers into It's a pleasing trick, and it's all about making things difficult for her.

Thinking of this, Yu Qinghuan asked Xiao Qian to take out the handkerchief, pluck off the petals, put them in the handkerchief and wrap them up, then put them into her arms, attracting Miss Sun's attention so frequently that she even forgot to shed tears.

Naturally, her actions could not be hidden from the eyes of the chief judge, and he soon sent a waiter to ask: "Miss, are you planning to insert a bunch of green leaves?"

Miss Sun burst out laughing and looked at her triumphantly.

Yu Qinghuan clapped her hands and said: "Although flower arrangement is an elegant and popular thing, it can also be used to pass the time. However, the poor cannot afford or have the inclination to play this kind of entertainment. As for the rich, if they are interested, they can buy it. This ingenious girl is trying her best to look after her every day, so she doesn't have to do it herself. There are still so many interesting things to do in life, so there is no need to waste time on this."

The waiter was confused and had a look of doubt on his face.

Yu Qinghuan sighed: "To put it in layman's terms, it means that I don't know how to do it. Now you can understand, right?"

"I understand, I understand." The waiter suddenly realized that he had understood what Yu Qinghuan said, and then ran to report to the chief judge.

I don’t know what the chief judge said, but the waiter came over again and asked: “Miss, why did you collect the petals?”

Yu Qinghuan said: "These petals are used to make sachets. They have the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind. They are also the best raw material for making rouge. It would be a pity to throw them away."

The waiter smiled and said: "This thing is nothing to our boss, Miss, don't feel sorry."

Yu Qinghuan disapproved and said: "Do you think wealth falls from the sky? Without the accumulation of needles, threads and brains, how can we have wealth and wealth? No matter whether you are poor or rich, waste is a very shameful behavior."

The boy blushed, lowered his head and went to the side of the chief judge.

Yu Qinghuan knelt down in front of the small table in boredom, throwing away the flower stalks, waiting for the end of the competition time.

This painting boat has some exquisite designs. Not only can you have a panoramic view of the movement downstairs, but even the conversation will be transmitted word by word to the private room. By this time, Bai Li had already laughed so hard that he was in tears. Out.

"Zhaohua, if this woman can be my wife, she will never be lonely in this life." He pointed at Yu Qinghuan with his fan and said extremely seriously, "Not only is she interesting, but she is also smart. She must have guessed the identity of my mother. Everything she says and does is done quietly to suit her needs. My mother appreciates smart people, especially smart women, and even I do."

Changsun Tao's face darkened: "She is not someone you can touch!"

Bai Li smashed the folding fan into the palm of his hand, his eyes full of stubbornness that would not give up until he achieved his goal: "I'm going to seduce her, you can't snatch her from me!"

At this time, it was announced downstairs that the time was up, and the waiters presented the contestants' works to the chief judge in turn. After a competition, Miss Sun won the round.

When she heard the waiter announce her name, she glanced at Yu Qinghuan triumphantly: "He is a defeated general and a worthless waste!" Yu Qinghuan was not annoyed and said casually: "So, you are very suitable to be a little maid who takes care of flowers and plants. .”

"You!" Miss Sun couldn't humiliate Yu Qinghuan, but was choked and unable to fight back, and she suddenly became furious.

Yu Qinghuan swept the broken branches and green leaves on the table into the small hand, turned his head and said calmly: "Miss Sun, you must restrain your animality and maintain your rationality, otherwise you will not be able to win the first game that you deliberately tried to win. ”

Miss Sun really calmed down a lot. She cursed in a low voice: "Ugly! You dress like a poor man and you dare to show off your power. I don't know who gave you the confidence!"

Yu Qinghuan retorted with a smile: "Little beauty, although you are beautiful, you are sarcastic, which makes the bright and beautiful clothes lose their color. After all, shit is just shit, no matter how expensive it is wrapped, it can't be changed. The properties of shit, unless reincarnated.”

She was just bored, and someone came to her door looking for a slap. Yu Qinghuan would not refuse. She liked to be slapped in the face the most.

Yu Qinghuan made Miss Sun so angry that she raised her eyes several times, but despite this, Miss Sun still didn't stop and would choke Yu Qinghuan whenever she had the opportunity. However, she did not dare to be too vocal, and she had no choice but to hold back after being criticized so hard that she had no power to fight back. He looked so aggrieved.

The second competition officially began. This competition was about painting skills. The chief judge asked everyone to draw as they pleased and choose any kind of flower.

Most people choose to paint peonies, while some paint elegant flowers such as plum orchids and chrysanthemums. Some people find new ways to paint the flower arrangements they just made on paper.

But only Yu Qinghuan painted an extremely ordinary flower - honeysuckle.

When the chief judge saw the painting, he couldn't help but be startled. He called Yu Qinghuan in front of him and asked, "Honeysuckle is neither gorgeous nor bright. How could you choose to paint this kind of flower?"

"Madam, don't you think that neither the peony, which symbolizes wealth, nor the plum orchid, which embodies the style of a gentleman, can compare with this small, inconspicuous flower? No matter how ordinary the honeysuckle is, it can't conceal its character. This It's my favorite flower." Yu Qinghuan replied with a smile.

"You are very smart and good at observation." said the beautiful woman who was presiding over this competition. "Compared to the colorful beauty of the ladies, it is obvious that you, an ordinary honeysuckle flower, has become the most conspicuous presence. "

Yu Qinghuan did not deny it, nor was she busy explaining. She just smiled softly and said, "Madam, doesn't this mean that I am different?"

The woman had a smile on her face and gave her a gentle look: "Go down."

"Thank you, madam." Yu Qinghuan did not look down upon the woman because she was as soft as water. Instead, she had some appreciation for her aura that had been accumulated over the years. After hearing this, she bowed as a junior and returned to her seat. superior.

"Ugly, don't cry if you lose again! After all, not everyone can have such things as talent and appearance." Miss Sun said proudly.

Yu Qinghuan raised her lips: "Quality and accomplishment are not something everyone can have. I haven't seen it in you."

Miss Sun was so angry that she gritted her teeth and slashed at Yu Qinghuan with her eye knife.

(End of this chapter)