Planning to marry the third master

Morning

It was such an important day. Luo Mingrou came to dress up her daughter early in the morning. The word "Feng Zhuohua" was widely spread outside, and she couldn't even think of taking it seriously.

A beautiful woman in moon-white clothes looks cold and cool. No other piece of clothing is as cold as this one. But Luo Mingrou likes her daughter to look good in this outfit.

At the dinner table, the whole family was nervous, except Feng Zhuohua, who was calmly eating her breakfast.

Feng Zhuoming's rest means that the academy is on holiday. Said: "Today all my classmates went to cheer my sister on."

Feng Zhuohua curled his lips and said, "Okay, but I have to tell them not to laugh at me."

"No, no, I admire my sister's courage."

But no, no one had challenged her for two years, and she was determined to give it a try. I don’t know how to die by then.

Feng Jinzhao said: "Just deal with it calmly. Dad is like that when he sees Shihualou." He said this mainly to cheer up his daughter.

At chen shi, a carriage came outside, carrying the flag of the Poetry and Painting Building, and several maids, with plenty of cards.

Feng Zhuohua got into the carriage with Shuangxi and calmed down for a few days, but now her heart began to beat again. Sitting in the carriage, I looked at the ice bracelet in my hand. It was aqua green with two small green koi carps. It was very beautiful. He had really good taste. Thinking like this now is just a diversion.

The carriage was swaying, and the two of them were in the carriage, letting others take them away.

When they arrived at their destination, Feng Zhuohua and Shuangxi got off the carriage and were stunned. Where is this? It's like a temporary venue for a large banquet.

The maid said: "Today there are so many guests in the Poetry and Painting Building that we can't accommodate them, so we temporarily borrowed the largest horse farm."

Feng Zhuohua didn't expect this, so the maid led the way: "Girl, please come this way."

The horse riding arena was very big, and there were several buildings to watch the competition, but her voice couldn't be heard if the battle was so big.

Feng Zhuohua suddenly paused in his steps, patted his hands and said, "What's written on it?"

The big characters were really big, Shuangxi said: "The peak showdown between cold beauties!"

Like being struck by lightning!

Cool! beauty! peak! Showdown! She knew all the words, but why they were so awkward when combined, she even couldn't accept them.

She was originally a low-key person, but this time she was so high-profile that it was so scary.

Shuangxi supported Feng Zhuohua and said, "Miss, hold on."

Meng Qingwan was also picked up at the other end, and she happened to meet Feng Zhuohua who was standing still, and said, "Are you Feng Zhuohua?"

Feng Zhuohua turned around and saw the woman who was as cold as the moon. She adjusted her mood and said generously: "Hello, Miss Meng."

Meng Qingwan nodded and said, "Hello."

Then the two of them followed the maid who led the way.

When people arrive, people can be let in one after another from outside.

Every family has a table. The venue is so big and only those who can enter are limited. Naturally, priority is given to the family members on both sides.

The first two protagonists in the room sat opposite each other. Neither of them spoke a word.

The maids around her were pouring water and getting snacks for the young lady.

Feng Zhuohua definitely couldn't eat it. There were only a few tables in the Poetry and Painting Building, and there were so many people in the few tables here. He was so worried.

Meng Qingwan looked at Feng Zhuohua for a long time and could see how nervous she was. Of course, the owner of the Poetry and Painting House also came to the Meng Mansion yesterday and said that this young lady came here just to have her as her best friend. She thought he was such a boring person. There was not much enthusiasm when I saw her today, and I couldn't help but doubt this girl's intentions. Said: "As far as I know, Miss Feng has never been to the Poetry and Painting Building, why did she post this?"

Someone said it was better. She would not think blindly and said: "I said it was because I wanted to make Miss Meng a friend. Is it credible?"

Meng Qingwan said calmly and a little coldly: "I don't believe it."

Feng Zhuohua curled her lips and said, "There are thousands of reasons, but this is the only one that is suitable." She was straightforward, and she also meant to make friends.

Meng Qingwan looked at the person in front of her and said, "I'm afraid that the girl has a sweetheart, and it's not right that she doesn't belong to the same family." The daughter's family in Shihualou only had a few thoughts, and Meng Qingwan said it mercilessly.

Feng Zhuohua didn't blush in anger, but instead curled her lips and said, "Miss Meng has such a temper that she won't be able to make friends."

She really didn't have many friends, just a few people she liked. She said, "So this girl really came here to marry into a high-ranking family." Her tone was still rude.

Feng Zhuohua still curled her lips and said, "When did the two of us become best friends? I will answer these questions for you."

The maid at the other end said, "The guests outside have almost arrived."

Shuangxi poked his head out and saw that the sky was crowded with people. It was already dark. He came over and said to Feng Zhuohua, "Miss, there are so many people."

Chen hour has almost passed, and the competition has not started yet. I wonder if I am waiting for someone.

They were indeed waiting for someone, and the people in the private room at the other end also took their seats. It was on the other side of the high platform, not far away, which was the best place to watch.

As soon as the time came, a gong was played outside, and the swarming heads began to slowly sit down, and the running children were also held in the arms of adults.

On the stand outside, each person has a table and desk. In addition to testing knowledge, there is also calligraphy.

A maid with a loud voice outside said: "The inheritance of poetry and painting is of great significance. There are so many men who know poetry and painting, but there are only a few women who know poetry and painting. Since the establishment of our Poetry and Painting House, we have provided a venue for poetry and painting competitions for women, so naturally we also hope that women will. You can also pass on poetry and painting, not to mention making a living from poetry and painting, but you can also cultivate your sentiments, cultivate your inner self-cultivation, and cultivate your outer temperament."

"Today we come to see the first talented woman. She is as elegant as the quiet moonlight, cold and soft, and exudes the unique charm of the world. It is rare in the world. That is Meng Qingwan. Please invite Meng Qingwan."

It was also the first time for Meng Qingwan to participate in such a big battle. Before, she was in a small building, which was comparable to a large stage. Take a deep breath as you walk out. Walk generously to the middle of the stage and enjoy good fortune.

There were shouts from below, "Qingwan~Qingwan~Qingwan..." The voices were from men and women, and they all seemed to be people from the Poetry and Painting Building, as well as family members.

The sound of the conch shell is to tell everyone to be quiet.

After seeing the silence, the maid who spoke continued: "We have never heard of or seen the second Miss Feng. We have never seen her in the Poetry and Painting Building. Even if she has been here, she has never made friends, and she has never shown her talent. Why? Next post? It turns out that her appearance has a bookish air, inspired by poetry and painting, gentle and graceful, her temperament is as good as that of the most talented woman, and she has a poetic and bookish spirit in her belly. Why not give it a try? We have invited Feng Miss Zhuohua Feng.”

Shuangxi couldn't help but said: "Miss, it looks like there are all talented people in this poetry and painting building."

Feng Zhuohua exhaled a breath, "Who says it's not the case!"

Then, just like Meng Qingwan did just now, Luoluo generously stepped forward and blessed everyone.

"Sister, sister~~" Feng Zhuoming and his classmates were shouting.

Feng Zhuohua: "..." It's okay if you don't shout, but your face will get very hot if you shout.

Looking around the stage, except for her parents, God, everyone in the Xie Mansion was there, the first and second bedrooms, but she didn't see Xie Yunxiao, but she thought he must be here, and touched the bracelet on her hand. , decompress slightly.

Her appearance is gentle and graceful, Xiaojiabiyu, more attractive to men than the aloof Meng Qingwan, and many people sitting in the first few rows looked at her.