Chapter 224

"Zhenguohou, princess, is this going to participate in the painting competition?" Han Mingze looked at the things on the field and said with a smile.

"This painting is also a part of it," Zhao Zhen replied.

"Does the princess want to dance and paint at the same time?" an old prince sat next to Zhao Zhen and said in surprise when he heard his words.

"Yes, just as the old prince said." Zhao Zhen looked at the stage with a smile.

Yes, Zhao Zirui's dancing skills are similar to those of Lu Junqi, but she has one more ability than Lu Junqi, that is to draw beautiful paintings while dancing. And this is what she has been keeping secret for the sake of surprise on such an occasion today!

Fu Yalan looked at the screen and painting tools on the stage and asked, "Xiaoli, does she want to draw?"

"It seems so." Du Xiaoli nodded.

It seems that the news Han Mingyi said last night is true. Zhao Zirui really wants to dance and paint at the same time.

She also prepared painting, but in a different way from Zhao Zirui. Now let's see who dances well and whose painting is better!

She looked at Han Mingyi standing with Ji Liufeng in the corner of the competition field and wondered how Zhao Zhen hid Zhao Zirui so well. How did he find out?

Han Mingyi felt Du Xiaoli's sight, turned his head and looked at her, gave her a faint smile and a stable look.

Zhao Zirui came to the stage wearing a water green wide sleeved dance skirt. North and South Korea Mingze and Zhao Zhenfu blessed themselves, then checked the distance between one side of the painting and the screen, then nodded to the musician, and the music rang immediately.

Du Xiaoli took back her sight and carefully watched Zhao Zirui's dance.

Zhao Zirui didn't get the brush at first, but danced for a while. After the first section, she came to the table, picked up a brush, dipped it in the inkstone, rotated it again, came to the screen on the left, and swam quickly on the white rice paper. When the brush left the rice paper, there were two thick bamboo poles on it.

After drawing the brush twice in the air, she stood on one knee on her right foot, leaned to the right, lifted her left foot back, and kept the same level with her body. Her left hand pulled the sleeve of her right hand, and her right hand held the brush in the inkstone. She dipped the flower in ink. When the ink was enough, she forced her waist, and her body fell to the other side in an instant. The distance was just enough for her to draw next to the screen.

"How awesome!" the people in the stands were stunned by Zhao Zirui's skill. They could combine painting and dancing, and they danced so well!

"OK!" some people clapped their hands, which really brightened their eyes.

Officials of Fengming state have some ugly faces. Can Du Xiaoli win a competition like Zhao Zirui?

"Princess really has extraordinary strength!" Han Mingze commented realistically.

Zhao Zhen's eyes showed a satisfied light. He knew that she would not let herself down!

Zhao Zirui danced and painted. Soon, he was about to finish on the screen on the left.

In the third dance, Zhao Zirui held a pen with both hands, a ink pen in one hand and a colored brush in the other hand. He rubbed several clusters of yellow on the other screen, and then outlined it on the paper with another brush.

Du Xiaoli looked down at it. Whether it was Zhao Zirui's dance or her painting, it looked so comfortable.

Ji Liufeng opened his mouth and said, "unexpectedly, there can be such a dance. The princess is very strong. Can Xiaoli beat her?"

Han Mingyi's expression was much more relaxed and said, "just enjoy the process. What's the use of worrying about the result now?"

"Well... Well, you're strong."

When the last note falls, Zhao Zirui's painting is finished, a pair of ink bamboo and a pair of autumn chrysanthemum. Although this song is much longer than ordinary music, it is still difficult to complete the two paintings. Therefore, compared with those painstaking paintings, even if the two paintings are relatively simple, they are still praised by everyone.

Zhao Zirui blessed the family, looked at Du Xiaoli again, and then turned down. After she stepped down, there was warm applause.

Du Xiaoli heard the loud applause and smiled faintly. It seems that she really needs to show all her strength!

After Zhao Zirui danced, the whole competition field was boiling. Everyone felt that she was the first in the competition.

"Princess, this dance is really extraordinary. It's only because there's something in the sky. How many times can we see it in the world!" Han Mingze reluctantly said with a smile.

"Thank the emperor for his praise. Although Beiyuan is located to the north and its culture is not as prosperous as Fengming country, it has also been vigorously promoted in recent years. My cousin has been fond of dancing since childhood and is diligent, so she barely has such skills." Zhao Zhen said modestly.

Zhao Zhen took a look at Han Mingyi and saw how his princess took the move!

The smile on Zhao Zhen's face did not infect the people around her, and Han Mingze's face was dignified. He didn't expect Zhao Zirui to dance like this. If so, even Du Xiaoli is unlikely to beat her. Zhao Zhen really came prepared!

Although the performance of the person behind is also strong, with the shock of the front, her performance is not excellent, and even makes people feel a little weak. Han Mingze became more and more worried when he saw this. "... here is the last program of the competition. Let's welcome Miss Du Xiaoli." Meng Weiren took the stage and read out the score of the dance. After that, he walked off the stage and passed the people who moved the props. Seeing the table and ink stones, Meng Weiren thought, should she also perform, dance and draw? With Zhao Zirui's previous impact, if she doesn't say more wonderful than her, even with the same strength, she still suffers some losses! Maybe they shouldn't have put her last. "Is this painting? Does she dance the same dance as the county leader?" the people in the audience laughed when they saw the inkstone. If their dance style is the same, it depends on who is more powerful! "What's that?" "basin?" "what do you do with the basin? Do you make furnishings?" "no, there's ink in it." "there's also a small drum!" "what does she want to do with so many props?" the props are still moving to the stage one by one. When Han Mingze sees such a big array, Han Mingze's heart suddenly settles down, and Zhao Zhen is interested. Ji Liufeng was shocked to see that the originally empty stage was full of things. "What is Xiaoli going to do with so many things?! Dingwang, do you know?" "I don't know." Han Mingyi said. Seeing Ji Liufeng's disbelief on his face, he smiled helplessly. He really doesn't know. Last night he wanted to stay and prepare props for Du Xiaoli, but she came back directly, so now he doesn't know what she wants to perform.