Queen, don't be too arrogant

Chapter 69
She couldn't help but feel anxious, so she asked a passerby directly, "Uncle, what's going on there?"

"You don't even know that?" The uncle looked at Xie Jingran with a very contemptuous look, "There is a poetry and lyrics competition held by the most talented person in the capital, Master Nangong. This competition has been going on for five days , but because Young Master Nangong's talent is truly unmatched, no one can match the many poems he wrote."

Master Nangong?

Nangong Jinghong!

Her heart suddenly beat wildly. Could it be that this is the so-called nowhere to be found, and it takes no effort to get it?
Then her luck is too good, right?

"Oh? How powerful is he?" Xie Jingran raised her eyebrows, "What good will it do if the poems written by him are published?"

"There are many benefits!" said the uncle, "In addition to being able to get the bounty from the Nangong family, you can also go out for an outing with Master Nangong, and then sing poems together. This is something that everyone in the capital dreams of, so There are many challengers, but few who can win the opportunity."

Hearing what the uncle said, Xie Jingran couldn't help but want to see this brave man, and also want to see how talented he is, which can make so many people helpless.

And more importantly, to be able to match his poems and go on an outing with him, wouldn't that be the best opportunity to get close to him?

What's more, Lu Ning'er's words are still lingering in her mind. If this is really the biggest bustle in the whole capital today, then is there any story between her and Nangong Jinghong?
So Xie Jingran stopped being wordy, and immediately took Chunlan's hand, and said confidently: "Go, go and see your majestic image of me!"

Chunlan asked doubtfully, "Miss, are you going to participate in the poetry competition too?"

"Of course it is!" Xie Jingran smiled at her.

Anyway, at least she is from the 21st century. Even if she doesn't know how to write poetry, at least she has memorized so many poems, so of course she is not afraid of that young master Nangong.

Xie Jingran quickly turned her head and asked Chunlan: "Does this Nangong Jinghong really have such a big reputation?"

Chunlan looked at Xie Jingran with an extremely puzzled look, and said in surprise: "Didn't Miss already know Master Nangong before? I heard from Miss Lu that she still has a painting that Master Nangong made for Miss!"

"But I really don't remember him, it's been so long, and I don't like him, why do I always remember him?" Xie Jingran hurriedly pretended to be confused, "By the way, according to what you said, then he Should you know me?"

Chunlan nodded: "Miss is right. Miss and Young Master Nangong don't have a deep friendship, so it's normal not to remember him. Young Master Nangong is the future heir of the Nangong family, and he is also the number one candidate for this time. The most talented person in the capital, so his reputation is very prosperous. If he really painted for the young lady, he must have had a relationship with the young lady once, so he might know the young lady."

I didn't expect Nangong Jinghong to have so many titles. Is his talent really so high that no one can match it?

But no matter what, with Xie Jingran, her wandering soul from the future, there, is she still afraid that he won't succeed?It's pretty good that he won't be defeated by her and beg for mercy obediently.

After a lot of hard work, the two finally squeezed into the crowd.After entering, I found that the scene was even more horrific. This is no way to make friends with literature, and there are obviously more people than those who go to the market.And all of them stared at one of the brands, their eyes widened, as if they were about to snap up a certain product.

Xie Jingran also looked at that signboard, wanting to see what's special about it, so that everyone could keep their eyes on it.But there was nothing on it except a plum blossom.

Xie Jingran looked over there suspiciously, and couldn't help saying to herself: "Why are you looking at it so carefully, isn't it just a plum blossom, is it so beautiful?"

"Cut, don't talk if you don't understand, you woman, don't you know what Master Nangong means? What an idiot!"

Just as Xie Jingran finished speaking, she heard a woman's disdainful voice next to her ear.

She turned her head and saw a few women with heavy make-up standing beside her, all of them were wearing revealing clothes, and they looked like they were flirting with each other.When he saw her face, there was a gleam of jealousy in his eyes, and the ironic smile on his lips became even stronger.

Another woman was equally disdainful: "That is, no one will think you are dumb if you don't speak, and even if it's just a plum blossom, it was drawn by our young master Nangong, but it's different from other plum blossoms!"

"Not bad, not bad!" Another woman looked Xie Jingran up and down with scrutiny, "But you, a woman with big breasts and no brains, can't understand this truth, and it's useless to tell you! You'd better stand aside and go to sleep. Dare to participate in the poetry competition of Young Master Nangong at this level, it's really beyond self-control!"

"That's right, I can't even understand the plum blossoms painted by Young Master Nangong, what face do I have to come here, get out!"

"You vulgar woman stay away from me, don't stand in front of me, I feel sick when I see you!"

"Get out of here..."

Xie Jingran watched them blatantly attack her personally, as if she didn't hear them.Their actions without any grace can only explain one problem, that is, they have no confidence in themselves.

In this case, she didn't need to argue with them at all, so she smiled lightly and pulled Chunlan to leave.

But this time Chunlan was not pulled by her, Xie Jingran turned to look at her suspiciously, only to see that she was looking at those women with anger all over her face.She broke away from Xie Jingran's hand, and said angrily to those women: "What are you talking about?"

"Haven't you heard what we said?" The women looked arrogant, "What qualifications do you have to speak to us, you stinky slave?"

"Yeah, I'm just a servant girl, but at least I'm much more discerning than some people!" Chunlan sneered and said, "If you want to say that you have big breasts and no brains, you should take a good look at yourself. The clothes are so revealing. Your breasts are about to be exposed, and you have the nerve to call our lady! And you say that our lady is vulgar, and you don’t think about what kind of thing you are. You are here to participate in the poetry competition, are you really here for poetry? I think Is it true that you came to see Young Master Nangong? Let me tell you the truth, Young Master Nangong once painted a portrait of my young lady before, who among you can compare to her?"

"No way? Master Nangong will draw a portrait of this woman?" Those women looked at Chunlan in disbelief, and then laughed twice, "Hahahaha, you think that you, a lowly servant, can just say something casually, Can you fool us? You underestimate us too much, don't you? Master Nangong would give her a portrait of a woman like this, it's a big joke!"

(End of this chapter)