The Super God of All Worlds

Shala thought about it, but still thought a little too much, forget it, don't think about it, my brain hurts thinking about it.

ps: The protagonist whose memory is sealed... I don't know how to say it.

Chapter 128 My son Tianxiu has the talent of arrogance

Outside the palace, two streets away, there is a huge mansion, the mansion is majestic, with three large characters on the gate plaque.

Nalan Mansion!

In Nalan Mansion, in the compound, more than thirty noble children are gathered, even some family daughters are there.

And Nalan Yanran and Xiao Yan were sitting on the high chair at the top.

And below the two, there are three old men sitting on flat chairs. These three are judges, and they are all the most famous calligraphy and painting masters.

With such a big battle, it is obvious that an event is being held.

This activity is a calligraphy and painting competition initiated by Nalan Tianxiu.

Nalan Tianxiu sincerely invites outstanding young people from all families to sign up. Both men and women can participate. Whoever draws well and writes poems well will be ranked by Amway and given corresponding honors.

In the first two piano and chess competitions, Nalan Tianxiu won the first prize, but this third time, calligraphy and painting were compared together.

After finishing the ink painting, write a poem on the painting, and then the honor ranking will be selected by three masters of calligraphy and painting, and it will be considered complete.

As for rewards, no one cared about them. All the people present were the sons of nobles (stupid sons of landlords), and no one was short of money. For them, vanity was the most important thing.

In the previous two times, Nalan Tianxiu had won the first prize. As long as it was the third time, no matter who won Mr. Tianxiu, it would be a great lifetime honor.

In this aristocratic circle, the status will also increase, even if it is the second or third place, it is quite status, and everyone is willing to participate.

Even if you don't participate, it is worthwhile to see the excitement.

But at this moment, the calligraphy and painting competition has come to an end.

The few young ladies who were watching the excitement were even more gorgeously dressed, as if they were afraid that someone would look down on them.

They were all commenting on the young talent they liked.

"I think so! There's no need to compare, no matter how you compare, Mr. Tianxiu must be number one!

A few days ago, Mr. Tianxiu had already won the first place twice, and this third time was nothing more than something in his pocket. "

"Yes, yes! I also think Mr. Tianxiu will win! After all, he is so handsome!"

"Don't draw conclusions too early. Although Mr. Tianxiu is handsome and excellent, he may not win this time. How can there be a perfect man?"

"Hehe! Don't tell me, who doesn't know that Mr. Tianxiu is an almighty person?"

"..."

The calligraphy and painting competition has been completed, and everyone is waiting for the results of the selection.

The three judges read out the rankings from low to high!

"The results of the calligraphy and painting competition are out, and now the old monk will announce the top ten results!"

When the old judges were just beginning to read, a peerless beauty in a pink dress came to Nalan's house.

She has a perfect figure, the jade mountain stands tall, and a ditch is thrilling, which makes people dazzled at first sight.

With her bare hands, she pulled a beautiful girl in a light blue maid uniform.

These two people are naturally Xia La and Xiao Qing.

"Fan Jian, tenth place!"

"Li Shisha sculpture, ninth place!"

"Yang Wei, the eighth place!"

"Gou Bi, the seventh place..."

When the old man reached the fourth place, Shala had already crossed the crowd and came to the front.

"The princess is coming, let's get out of the way!"

"It's Princess Yuqing and her maid Xiaoqing. What is the princess doing at Nalan's house?"

"Don't ask so many questions, just give way."

Everyone made way for the princess one after another, so Shala quickly came to the front.

And Xia La was crazily complaining in her heart: "What kind of ghost names are these, it's too much to be so cheap and stupid to hang dogecoins and so on?"

But at this moment, the old man finished reading the second name and was now reading the first name: "Nalan Tianxiu..."

Seeing that the old man was halfway through reading, Xia La quickly continued: "Nalan Tianxiu, the third stage of fighting spirit! Level: low level!"

As soon as the ethereal and clear voice came out, it spread throughout the courtyard, it was so beautiful, as if the ears were pregnant.

Everyone looked at Xia La with blank eyes, even Xiao Qing gave a dazed face, what did the princess say?Why can't I understand?

Three stages of fighting spirit?What is fighting spirit?

Nalan Tianxiu was puzzled, did the princess come here to see her heroic appearance when she was painting?

Thinking of this, he smiled confidently and bowed his hands to Xia La: "Princess, I initiated this painting and calligraphy competition. Did you come here specially to see me win the championship?"