The black-bellied emperor: the only enchanting princess

Chapter 61 Unfair

But Gongxiyu couldn't help it anymore, stood up, and spoke angrily.

"It's not fair at all. Qingcheng doesn't know calligraphy at all. Aren't you insulting people like this?"

Mo Tianlan looked at the crowd and chuckled lightly.

"Standing on this stage depends on strength. If I lose, I will also be punished like this. This is fair."

"However, Qingcheng doesn't know calligraphy at all. Isn't it too much for you, a calligraphy champion, to compete with someone who doesn't know calligraphy?"

Gongxiyu's face was flushed red with anger, but it made Mo Qingcheng's heart warm.

There are so many people, everyone knows that she can't calligraphy, but no one speaks up.

If the person standing here today is Mo Qingcheng who has just woken up, how would he deal with today's situation? Apart from trampling those who are weaker than himself, what are these people capable of!
"Gongxiyu, this is the rule of the game, don't you want to abide by the rule?"

Hearing this, Gongxi stopped speaking!

Anyone who does not abide by the rules will be expelled from the Tai Academy and will not be allowed to enter for life.

Mo Qingcheng also knew the seriousness of the matter and spoke softly.

"Xiaoyu, trust me!"

Giving Gongxiyu a stable look, looking at Mo Qingcheng's calm expression, suspicion flashed in Gongxiyu's eyes. Could it be that Mo Qingcheng has a way to deal with it?

Seeing Gong Xiyu sit down, Mo Tianlan continued to ask.

"Fifth sister, how are you?"

"I agree!"

I agreed with the three words, and there was an uproar in the audience, followed by a mocking voice.

"She dared to agree, isn't she out of her mind?"

"Mo Qingcheng is doomed, I really want to see her kneeling down."

"Haha, that's right, it's been a long time since there was such a fun thing."

Zhu Qiqi listened to everyone's discussion, with a bright smile on his lips, but a cold look in his eyes.Suddenly she stood up from her seat and yelled.

"Tian Lan, you must satisfy everyone's desire to watch a play!"

Mo Tianlan smiled confidently, and turned her head to look at Mo Qingcheng. The silkworm clothes on her body were shining brightly, and the golden hairpin on her head was shining brightly, making her extremely glamorous.

However, in the face of such an excellent Mo Tianlan, Mo Qingcheng was dressed in black clothes, making her slender figure, fair and supple skin, and a pair of black jewel-like eyes showing a slight smile. Standing on the same stage, the nobility on her body was overwhelming The silkworm clothes on Mo Tianlan's body!

Her long hair is like ink, scattered behind her back, making her facial features even more delicate, making people unable to take their eyes off her. The skin under the sun seems to be radiant, and her every move is natural.

"Since that's the case, how about letting me write the question?"

On the referee's seat, a handsome young man stood up, with a gentle smile on his lips, and a bookish aura on his body, which made people feel peaceful and safe at a glance.

The man dressed as a scholar, dressed in blue, walked forward slowly and said with a smile.

When Mo Tianlan saw the person coming, she immediately became respectful, put down her airs in front of Mo Qingcheng, and spoke softly.

"Then trouble sir."

Mo Qingcheng didn't recognize this person, so he nodded indifferently.

"Well, it's spring now, why don't you write a Wing Chun poem by yourself."

Mo Tianlan and Mo Qingcheng nodded. In fact, no matter what chanting, Mo Qingcheng can't do it, so it doesn't matter.

But Mo Tianlan's eyes lit up, Wing Chun was her subject matter.

With a start, both of them stood in front of the table.

Taking a look at the burning incense, Mo Tianlan confidently picked up the pen and began to compose a poem.

Mo Qingcheng didn't write, but closed his eyes to feel the breath of nature.

Seeing Mo Qingcheng like this, everyone couldn't help but start talking about it.

"Mo Qingcheng couldn't have been scared stupid! He didn't even take a pen."

"It can't be that you can't write at all!"

"Then Mo Tianlan won't be sure."

Listening to the discussions of the people around, the smile on the corner of Zhu Qiqi's mouth gradually widened, she wanted to see how embarrassing Mo Qingcheng would be.

"However, Mo Qingcheng is also very pitiful. She has been a fool for 13 years. After she recovered, she was divorced by the royal family. She doesn't know calligraphy at all and has to compete. Such a spirit is very precious!"

A boy couldn't help but open his mouth. He admired Mo Qingcheng a little. He dared to compete on stage even though he wouldn't be able to, but he was a little silly to agree to such an exorbitant request.

The boy's words were not recognized, and a girl with a sharp tone spoke in a cold voice.

"Is His Highness the Emperor's eldest grandson worthy of a trash like Mo Qingcheng? Besides, it's not something honorable to have been foolish for 13 years. Now he's just a clown."

"That is, what is Mo Qingcheng, how can it be worthy of His Royal Highness, the eldest grandson of the emperor."

"It's still Mo Tianlan and His Highness the eldest grandson who are a natural couple. Mo Qingcheng has occupied the reputation of his unmarried daughter-in-law for so many years, and it's nothing to take revenge now."

But what everyone didn't know was that Mo Qingcheng was threatening the machine butler.

"Can you help me?"

Mo Qingcheng looked at the master's original work in the robot's hand, swallowed his saliva, and spoke with a smile.

"No, master, you are plagiarizing, and this is something that will only appear in 1000 years. It cannot appear now."

"I don't care. If you don't help me, do you want me to kneel? I am your master. If I kneel, you will be ashamed."

"But."

"If you can't even protect me, I don't want you."

(End of this chapter)