Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 380

Xuanyuanche suddenly remembered that she once said that her handwriting was not good, and that Ye'er wrote the handwriting on her purse, and couldn't help chuckling: "I never thought that you, who are not afraid of the sky and the earth, would fall into calligraphy? "

Feng Qian glared at him angrily: "The handwriting is good, can it be eaten?"

Sikong Shengjie smiled slightly: "Xiao Feng'er, don't you know that those poor scholars make a living by selling calligraphy?"

Feng Qian choked, and puffed up her face angrily.

At this time, there was a voice not far away who also complained: "What kind of calligraphy is it? What the princess hates most is writing. If you write well, can you eat it?"

When Feng Qian heard it, she was immediately happy, patted her chest, and she was relieved: "That's great! It seems that I won't be eliminated!"

Xuanyuan Che raised his eyebrows puzzled: "Why?"

Naturally, Feng Qian couldn't tell him, because Princess Taiping was blessed with a lucky umbrella, and the project she was least good at would naturally not be selected, so she can rest assured!
Unexpectedly, when it comes to writing, she is actually on the same level as Princess Taiping. She doesn't know whether to cry or laugh!

Soon, all the people who passed the first level arrived, and the situation in Xiyan Kingdom was not optimistic. Except for Duanmuchu, only Li Yi passed the level by chance, and everyone else stopped at the first level.

Not long after, the referee announced the title of the second round: "Since ancient times, drinking has always been inseparable from the elegant taste of reciting poems and juxtapositions. Therefore, the title of our second round is related to reciting poems and juxtaposition..."

Come, come, as expected, I still recite poems and write poems!
Feng Qian clenched her fists nervously, and the referee continued: "However, simply reciting poems against each other is nothing new. We have changed the rules this year. The competition is no longer about reciting poems against each other, but about spelling poems!"

"Spell poetry?"

"what does it mean?"

Everyone is puzzled.

The referee slapped his palms three times, and raised his eyes to look at the opposite building, and everyone turned their heads to look, and saw four servants coming out from the railing on the second floor, each holding a bamboo basket in their hands. What is installed, it looks full.

Under the curious eyes of everyone, the referee said: "The four of them hold pieces of paper in their hands, and each piece of paper has a word written on it. After a while, they will scatter these pieces of paper at the same time. Who can put these pieces of paper together?" Whoever spells the words on the piece of paper into a poem about wine will pass the test! Note, we only take the top [-], and the remaining [-] will be eliminated automatically!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

I have to say that the rules of this competition are too weird. It is not only a competition of everyone's literary talents, but also a competition of everyone's reactions. It is really hard to say who will win and who will lose!
However, Feng Qian was obviously relieved, and her clenched fists were also loosened.

As long as it is not more than calligraphy, everything else is easy to say!

Princess Taiping also had the same idea as her, and her voice could be clearly heard in the crowd: "That's great! As long as it's not calligraphy, anything else is fine!"

The referee said again: "I'll count to ten in a while, and the breakthrough will officially begin! Those who get the pieces of paper, come to me to spell out verses, and everything is based on the verses I approve! One, two, three..."

As he counted down, everyone tensed up and stood ready.

Xuanyuanche said in a deep voice: "We are divided into four groups. Gu is in charge of the first piece of paper in the bamboo basket, Sikong brother is in charge of the second, Chen Yu and Qing Yu are in charge of the third, Qianqian and the princess are in charge of the fourth... ...Remember, no matter what the word is, as long as it is a piece of paper, grab it and say it!"

In such a tense and chaotic situation, he was still able to direct and make the most reasonable and effective arrangements, and he had to convince everyone. No one objected, and Qi Qi nodded.

On the other side, Princess Taiping is also secretly making arrangements: "You four, keep a close eye on Fengqian for me later, so that she can't get a single piece of paper, do you hear me?"

The four faces said in unison: "Princess, don't worry!"

The referee continued to count down: "...eight, nine, ten, start!"

Following the referee's command, the four people in the attic dumped the bamboo baskets in their hands one after another. In an instant, pieces of paper fell from the sky like snowflakes...

The crowd below flocked to snatch the paper!

The scene got out of control for a while.

Feng Qian and Duanmuchu were in charge of the fourth bamboo basket. The two moved to the downstairs where the fourth bamboo basket was directly opposite early in the morning. Li Yi also followed Duanmuchu. People are immediately ready to snatch.

However, at this moment, one after another, people flew up from Feng Qian's side. Before the paper fell, these people were already smashed in mid-air!
"Fuck! Bullying me is not easy!"

Feng Qian almost forgot that there is such a perverted thing as Qinggong in this world, she lost at the starting line from the very beginning!
Seeing this, Duanmuchu said to her: "Young Master Feng, leave it to me!"

After saying that, she jumped up lightly, as light as a swallow, and flew up.

Feng Qian can only be envious, there is no way, who told her that she hasn't learned light work yet?
Li Yi looked at Feng Qian, and sneered disdainfully: "Little white face, is it okay now?"

After all, he jumped up, as if showing off on purpose, he jumped to the highest place and looked down at everyone!
Feng Qian glanced at him speechlessly, this fool really regarded her as a rival in love!
Too lazy to pay attention to him, she lowered her head to look. Fortunately, there were many pieces of paper scattered, and a lot of them fell to the ground. Since she couldn't grab the ones in the sky, why not just pick up the ones on the ground?

Seeing two sheets falling down not far away, she was about to walk over to pick them up, when suddenly two figures in front of her blocked her way, she looked up and saw that these two were not one of the four heads beside Princess Taiping Bis?
"What are you going to do?"

"Under the order of the princess, I will keep an eye on you!" One of them said contemptuously.

Feng Qian sneered: "Can you stop me?"

Two people suddenly appeared behind her, and the four flanked her back and forth, surrounding her.

"The princess said, you don't even want to get a piece of paper today!"

Feng Qian's cold eyes flashed: "If you can stop me!"

Suddenly a pot appeared in her hand, and she shouted in a low voice, "Cover the sky with one hand!"

The dragon pattern on the pot flashed a faint golden light, and the aura of the pot was soaring. Feng Qian waved the dragon pattern Ruyi pot and smashed it at one of them!
The combat power of 1000 index, with a mighty momentum, came roaring——

The man's face changed, and he dodged to avoid it.

Feng Qian didn't let go of the strength in his hands, and continued to swing the pot, chasing that man, and fucked him!

"Want to fuck me? Eat me!"

With every step, Feng Qian chased after that man!

That person was so depressed, what kind of pot is this, why is the aura so terrifying?
Also, what kind of pace is she walking, why is it so weird?

He can't get rid of it even if he wants to!
Finally, with a muffled bang, the bottom of the pot hit the back of the opponent's head, knocking him into a daze!
He walked a few steps staggeringly, and just reached the place where the papers were scattered densely, and was suddenly pushed down to the ground, causing a stampede!

The man screamed.

(End of this chapter)