The next day.

Pei Qingle went to the villa alone. Today is the day to announce the rules of the game. After all, it is the last stage. Whether we can win the final victory depends on the play of this time.

In the villa, Pei Qingle immediately saw Liao Meixing sitting on the sofa. However, at a close distance, he saw the scar on Liao Meixing's face. After a night, the two palms did not completely fade away, but swelled up.

"Oh, don't look at me any more. How ugly are you?" Liao Meixing quickly covered her face and said in a relaxed tone.

Pei Qingle frowned tightly: "what's going on? Who hit you? "

"Who else, he Fangshuang, Miss He, and her protective father." Liao Meixing picked her eyebrows, touched Pei Qingle's arm, and said softly, "OK, don't worry. I haven't suffered any loss. Anyway, they should be angry with me, but they are not much better."

Pei Qingle sighed helplessly. She looked at Liao Meixing's wound carefully and said softly, "why didn't you tell me yesterday? Ah, how can you hit the face? Such a beautiful face... "

" it's OK, it's not painful. I'll tell you next time, and you'll help me clean them up! " Liao Meixing holds Pei Qingle's hand and says with a smile.

"And next time? Forget it Pei Qingle was still worried, so she went to the refrigerator of the villa and wrapped an ice cube in a towel, and let Liao Meixing hold the ice compress by herself. Otherwise, the two cheeks would swell together, which would be too miserable.

After a while, Wei Zhan and Si Chenyi come in together.

Si Chenyi subconsciously looks at Liao Meixing and sees that the palm print on her face has not disappeared, and her two cheeks are still swollen, and her eyes suddenly darken.

But there are still important things on hand. Coupled with the previous turmoil, he and Liao Meixing can't go too close. So he didn't say much. Instead, he went to the middle position and said in a low voice, "the specific rules of the game have come out. There will be a formal announcement on the Internet later. Now I'm going to tell you in advance."

The rules of the competition were jointly decided by the organizer, the judging group and the investors, so there were more commercial and interesting points to a large extent. He Guowei also had a big fire about the rules of the competition, which led to such a long delay. Later, Si Chenyi constantly revolved among the three parties, and finally let them step back. Finally, they worked out the final rules.

Pei Qingle and Liao Meixing look serious at the same time, after all, related to their own future, so we must be attentive to listen.

"Because there are only three of you left in the end, we will eliminate one directly through a round of competition and decide the final two winners." Si Chenyi's expression was solemn and solemn. He looked at the people present and said in a low voice: "this round of competition will be held directly on the spot, and the title is also selected on the spot. Everyone has nearly two hours' creative time."

As soon as this word came out, the three people were surprised at the same time.

Do you start drawing on the spot?

What the hell is this?

We should know that the three days given before is actually the limit. After all, the completion of a painting is not on the spur of the moment, especially in relation to the competition. They need to build too many things in their minds. What's the matter now?

"Live painting, in fact, the effect is not very good?" Pei Qingle couldn't help but open his mouth: "during this period, a lot of blank time is not a good thing for the effect of the program. What's more, for us, there is no chance to come back again, there is not enough time, and the things drawn are not ideal, which will directly cause the quality problems of the program."

Si Chenyi nodded: "we have taken into account what you said, but these are the results of our deliberation. Now, there is a big chance for you to question the fairness of the game. I will also disclose the title to you before that. It's not sure which one will be selected at the scene, but you can also prepare them in advance

Having said this, Pei Qingle also knew that the rules could not be changed.

Liao Meixing is surprised to see Si Chenyi. How does this rule look like it's tailor-made for her? Because of the three people present, she is the only one who needs this proof most.

"The rules are like this for the time being. At present, there is no way to change them. Anyway, this is a test. I hope you can prepare well in advance. In addition, the organizer and the investment chamber of Commerce will organize a banquet tonight, and you will also be invited to attend. Should you come? " Si Chenyi continued.

Pei Qingle simply helpless, did not expect to participate in a competition or all kinds of entertainment.

"I don't have time." Wei Zhan stood aside and finally spoke.

Pei Qingle and Liao Meixing take a look at each other. Wei Zhan is no longer going. If they don't go, they will not give it to the organizers.

So two people can only helplessly at the same time nod: "we have no problem here."

"Well, now I'll tell you the subject first." Si Chenyi took out the paper prepared in advance and said in a low voice, "there are three topics to choose from, and each of you will not get the same. The topics are guardianship, kinship and lifePei Qingle: "at last, she knows the consequences of investors coming in.

These topics are too popular, and they are easy to stir up emotions. When they are writing, they should ask about their feelings. It is better to poke people's hearts and minds. The desired effect of the program will come.

This is really...

Pei Qingle shook his head helplessly.

Liao Meixing's expression suddenly sank down, these three topics are like a nightmare to her.

Guard? Is it a kind of Guardian that her parents abandoned her? Or is it that Liao Xinci raised her as a guardian?

Kinship? That's funny about her family.

Life? Living to the present position, her life is still a mess, at a loss to find any way out.

These are topics that can be found for normal people, but for her, she can only know more clearly how much she has failed.

Liao Meixing couldn't help but pinch her palm again. When the familiar pain came out, she could barely keep the smile on her face.

"Any questions?" Si Chenyi asked in a low voice.