The glamorousness of Long Zhaoran and the beauty of oriental paintings are two different aesthetic feelings.

But most men still prefer the looks of oriental paintings, which are pure and pleasant.

"How about challenging you? Do you think you can sing well?"

Other talents are nothing more than that, but Dongfanghua is still quite confident in its singing skills.

The voice of Dongfang Hua is very nice, and the singing naturally has a unique charm.

"Okay, since that's the case, the princess will accept your challenge. The princess will be at a disadvantage, so let's sing first."

Just now Long Zhaoran sang Xia Qu in the first round of the competition, it was a passionate song, it fit her temperament very well, and she performed it very well.

But this time, she will sing Sun Song, which is more passionate than Xia Song.

Long Zhaoran was not afraid of the crowd, he cleared his throat and began to sing a cappella, the competition was singing skills, there was no soundtrack at all.

But even so, Long Zhaoran still fully sang the aura of the song of the sun, and the song of the sun has always been sung by men. Although Long Zhaoran is a woman, she does not have any femininity.

She sang very well, and there was thunderous applause from the audience.

……

Seeing Dongfang Hua like this, she felt a little stressed.

Originally, she was very confident in her voice. It would be fine if she met an opponent with a female voice, but this Long Zhaoran is actually neutral, but he can be a man or a woman, and the sun song is so well chosen...

Suddenly, Dongfang Hua's palms were sweating.

"Fifth Miss, drink a cup of tea to soothe your throat."

The girl next to Dongfang Hua gave Dongfang Hua a cup of tea, Dongfang Hua didn't even think about it, and took a few sips.

Then, she sang.

The song "Rain Da Bajiao" was chosen. The skill of this song is very high. Dongfang Hua thought that she should not only surpass Long Zhaoran in voice, but also far surpass her in skill. difficult.

It started off very well, fully expressing Yuda Bajiao's tender and heartfelt feelings, but Dongfanghua's voice became hoarse as he sang.

She was a little startled, raised her voice, and completely cut off...

"How...how could this be?"

She had to stop, facing everyone's teasing, she felt embarrassing.

Immediately thinking of the cup of tea just now, "I was poisoned, my voice... my voice is hoarse."

"Haha, is this an excuse you can't afford to lose?"

Long Zhaoran quit, "You said your voice is hoarse, but when you speak, it's normal, where is it hoarse? You just can't sing such a difficult tone, so you're hoarse, Dongfanghua, you just admit defeat. This princess thought you were so powerful, but that's all."

"me……"

Dongfang Hua is flustered, her flowers are eagerly looking forward, is she going to miss it like this?

It was planned well, she took Dongfang Shu's first place, Dongfang Qing's first place, and then she had three first places, which can be tied with Ouyang Xiang.

Then she challenged Long Zhaoran, other piano, chess, poetry, calligraphy and painting, she knew that she couldn't compete with those noble ladies who were also extremely hardworking, and even in terms of etiquette, she couldn't compete with Long Anle, who was the royal princess.

She is most confident in dancing, and she has a good voice, but now, all of these are ruined.

"Mother...Mother..." Dongfang Hua couldn't afford to lose, so he quickly pulled out his mother Murong to think that he was the master, "Mother, I was drugged, so my voice is hoarse..."

"Painting."

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