Did the female supporting role get rich today [Quick Transmigration]

After sitting for a while, the eldest princess sent someone to invite her.

The single men and women who came to the flower viewing party today were invited to a flower hall, where pens, ink, paper and inkstones had already been set up.

An elderly woman with the appearance of a nanny smiled and conveyed the competition requirements for this year's flower appreciation show: "The eldest princess said that everyone here is a rare talent in the capital. The chrysanthemums are blooming well today. Please use chrysanthemums as the topic. Whether it's poetry or calligraphy and painting, have fun. The eldest princess has prepared the lottery for everyone."

Said and made a "please" gesture.

Ye Xichen and Qiang Wenliu smiled tacitly, found a corner and started writing.

To be on the safe side, Ye Xichen had already discussed with Qiang Wenliu yesterday. Today, during the talent show, Ye Xichen will paint and Qiang Wenliu will compose poems.

This is also considering that although Qiang Wenliu knew nothing about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, his calligraphy was practiced under the pressure of Mrs. Hou Ye for many years, and he was still able to master calligraphy.

Besides, the two of them had already guessed several themes related to autumn and chrysanthemums and memorized the corresponding poems two days ago, so they were not worried at all.

As for Ye Xichen, she is used to typing on the keyboard, so it is still difficult for her to write with a pen, but she is completely blinded by the calligraphy.

However, she also studied painting for several years before, and she still has a little foundation in traditional Chinese painting and oil painting, hoping to be able to fool her.Anyway, she wasn't too keen on showing off.

There are only a few lines in the poem, and Qiang Wenliu quickly finished it.

Ye Xichen secretly prayed in her heart: I hope Qiang Wenliu Bei's poem can win the first place, and my sacrifice will not be in vain.

Ah, no... Ling Qinghe is so beautiful, this is not a sacrifice, but an advantage.

By the time Ye Xichen finished writing, half an hour had passed.

There were only a few people left in the flower hall, the Seventh Prince and Qiang Wenliu were sitting on the sidelines drinking tea and chatting.

Not seeing Ling Qinghe, Ye Xichen felt a little disappointed.

As soon as he turned around, he found that she was standing behind him.

Maybe it was because I was so engrossed in painting just now that I didn't realize when she was standing there.

Ye Xichen patted her chest lightly in fright.

He also felt that this action was indecent, and immediately explained: "I didn't see you just now, I thought you had gone out."

Ling Qinghe smiled: "It's my fault. I was worried about disturbing your painting just now, so I kept silent."

After the traces on the painting had dried and the four of them briefly looked at it, they handed the painting together with the poem written by Qiang Wenliu to the waiting maid, and prepared to find another small hall to rest for a while.

On the road, the hero and heroine walked side by side in front.

Qiang Wenliu kept praising Ye Xichen's painting just now in a fancy way, while the hero nodded solemnly to express his approval, and at the same time he did not forget to praise Qiang Wenliu's poems and calligraphy.

Seeing that the two were chatting happily, Ye Xichen followed behind with a smile on her aunt's face.

One step closer to my goal of completing the task!

Ye Xichen thought very well: According to the development speed of the hero and heroine, it is very likely that they have already fallen in love at first sight.

Now that it's love at first sight, can it be far from a life-long commitment?

As long as the two of them maintain this speed of development, they will be able to complete the task soon, and the space will be available soon.

Next, you can flex your muscles and earn a few million first!

Just as he was enjoying himself, he was interrupted by Ling Qinghe's voice: "Xichen, that painting just now..."

Just knew someone would ask this question.

After all, he is not a real ancient. Ye Xichen couldn't resist using some oil painting skills when he was painting just now. Compared with other people's freehand paintings, it is indeed a bit different.

Just about to make a nonsense, pretending to be a number between AC, but Ling Qinghe has already said it on his own.

"Just now, nearly half of the people chose to paint. Most of them chose chrysanthemums such as crimson lips, green water autumn waves, and crab claw chrysanthemums. Only you and I chose Xuehai to paint."

"Really?" I originally wanted to say this, but thought I was asking about the painting skills of oil painting.

"Do you like Xuehai too?"

"Yes, I like it."

In fact, the sea of ​​rain is still the sea of ​​snow, Ye Xichen doesn't understand at all.

She just felt that the white chrysanthemums were a bit out of place among the bright yellow, rich and luxurious chrysanthemums, as if they were accidentally pulled to make up the number.

Like myself, a modern soul mingling with a crowd of ancients...

The person beside him seemed to sigh, the voice was so small that it was almost inaudible.

Ye Xichen also sighed inwardly.

Although he knew that the reasons for their sighs must be different, Ye Xichen still wanted to break the strange atmosphere of sadness between them.

"Qinghe, I must appreciate your paintings later and see which one of us can draw better." After speaking, he raised his eyebrows, pretending not to admit defeat on purpose.

The other party nodded: "OK."

Ye Xichen gave herself a thumbs up in her heart, which not only resolved the embarrassment, but also agreed on the next opportunity to meet.

Kill two birds with one stone, see how clever I am!

In the end, 2 minutes before she was complacent, she heard the voice of Li Jingwen, the heroine's petty rival in the future.

"Ask Sister Liu, it's been a long time since everyone finished, and I just waited for you to come. I wonder if our previous agreement can still be counted?"

"What agreement?" The Seventh Prince was puzzled.

Everyone saluted.

Another girl took the lead to reply: "Nothing, I just asked Sister Liu that she was not good at painting and calligraphy. At the garden party last winter, when everyone wrote poems and paintings with the theme of plum blossoms, they only asked Sister Liu that she had no works and left early. It was also because of this." The reason, everyone discussed it just now, since Sister Liu doesn’t have this talent, we all help her to write for her, so as not to lose face in the evaluation later.”

The Seventh Prince turned to Qiang and asked Liu: "Really? No wonder I didn't see you at the garden party last year."

Li Jingwen said again: "Yes, that's why we were all worried just now. Ask Sister Liu, will you leave early this time?"

Seeing Li Jingwen and the other girls' smiles, Ye Xichen always finds it dazzling.

Is there any difference between this behavior of sowing dissension and the small group of junior high school girls rejecting beautiful girls?

The heroine is no longer a talented woman, and you still have the heart to bully her, you are simply inhuman!

"How could it be? In my opinion, Wen Liu's poem this time is very good."

Being robbed of her lines by Ling Qinghe, Ye Xichen could only echo from the side: "That's right, you'll know after reading it."

Li Jingwen had an expression that you should stop pretending, but she still maintained a decent and unbeatable smile: "If that's the case, then we can all look forward to it. I just heard..."

Pausing deliberately, he looked around again and continued: "Not long ago, Lord Hou hired another gentleman for Sister Wenliu. I wonder which famous person this gentleman is?"

With a curious look on her face, she was afraid that everyone would not understand her implication: There was no work last year, but the poems I wrote this year were praised by others, and I didn’t believe that there was no one to help with ghostwriting.

Qiang asked Liu, but he couldn't argue.