Chapter 869： Can't see Lele

Chapter 869 Can't see Lele

After Zong Feilong checked the grouping situation, he came back to report.

"Qin Lele and I are assigned to Group A, Senior Sister is in Group B, and Senior Brother, you are in Group C."

Zong Piaoxue asked: "Where are the other disciples?"

Zong Feilong said disdainfully: "The other disciples can't make it to the final at all, don't worry about it."

Zong Piaoxue didn't quite agree, but before saying anything, he heard senior brother Long chuckle.

This person is still so suave and suave, and his pig-headed face has recovered in just a few days. It is completely impossible to see how he yelled without image that day.

"It seems that I can only wait for Daoyou Qin in the final."

He thought, when Qin Lele thinks he has the hope of winning the championship, he defeats her, or even destroys her, then Qin Lele will suffer more, and Qingshuiguan will suffer the most.

But on the surface, he still said softly, "Of course, if you beat her in advance, Junior Brother, then I will have no chance to fight her at all."

Zong Feilong seemed to have forgotten the attitude of Young Master Long that day, "Looks like I'm lucky enough to face her in an open and honest duel. If senior brother really wants to compete with her, he can only find an opportunity in private."

In the words, it seems that he has already qualified from Group A.

Young Master Long smiled without saying a word, cursing an idiot in his heart.

After Young Master Long left first, Zong Piaoxue warned his younger brother, "It's not that you don't know what senior brother is going to do, and you're still so careless?"

"I think he was joking," Zong Feilong pouted, "Who dares to use that thing in broad daylight? Does he not want fame?"

Zong Piaoxue was still displeased: "What if his ability reaches the level of perfection?"

If no one around can see it, maybe Young Master Long will really ruin a certain player on the field.

Those who can participate in the competition are basically cultivated by various Taoist temples. His disciples are ruined, don't they hate their senior brothers to death? Maybe there will be grudges between Taoist temples.

Zong Piaoxue thought about it, and decided to mention it to Master, just in case.

As for Zong Feilong, he didn't take his sister's worries to heart at all. He was immersed in his dream of defeating Qin Lele, completely forgetting that he was going to remind Young Master Long that Zuo Xiao was assigned to Group C.

To enter the final, Young Master Long has to pass Zuo Xiao first. Of course, it is also possible that they both qualify from Group C.

The first small round begins.

At first, Qin Lele sat upright, wearing Qingshuiguan's Taoist robe, with a ball head tied, with a stern bun face, and painted seriously.

But after drawing more than a dozen pictures, she couldn't bear it anymore and instead painted on her stomach.

From the viewer's point of view, this girl is very boring, her cheek is pressed against the table, and the other hand is writing and drawing indiscriminately.

In the middle of the painting, I even yawned.

The audience, who are also members of the Taoism, have only one thought in their minds, so angry!

A Taoist priest from an unknown Taoist temple couldn't help but said: "This is too presumptuous, and the heart is not sincere. How can the painting be successful?"

One person echoed: "That's right, I think everyone has boasted that Qingshuiguan is a genius, I'm afraid it wasn't that group of people deliberately putting gold on Qingshuiguan's face."

"That is, look at her like this, what has she experienced and what achievements have she made?"

There are always people who think that Qin Lele is trying to gain fame. They can't believe that they have worked harder than the other party for ten or twenty years, and they can't achieve the other party's achievements.

And thinking that this person can continue to grow, many people have an idea that they must defeat her before the other party grows up!

Dark minds keep them in league.

Suddenly, a clear and sarcastic voice sounded, "I think you just don't like others."

The few people came back to their senses, looked over with displeasure, and found that the speaker was a young man with a face like a crown of jade, a pair of peach blossom eyes that were naturally affectionate, but his words were too vicious.

"Slandering her because she can't reach her height, no wonder there will be no progress in her life."

A dark-skinned tall middle-aged man shouted: "Who are you? You are obviously an ordinary person, why are you here?"

After finishing speaking, he will find someone to drive Qin An out.

"Idlers and others are not allowed to enter."

Qin An slowly took out a work permit, hung it around his neck, and said with a smile, "Can I talk now?"

Middle-aged man: "... how can there be ordinary people as staff?"

"Maybe it's because I look better," Qin An flipped his hair, "Also, I think you're really bad, tsk tsk."

Qin An thought to himself, he and his sister are so similar, this person can't even see the relationship between him and Lele, no wonder he can only bark here, he is not even qualified to compete on stage.

A few people had a bad fit, muttered a few words, and continued to watch the game in another place.

Of course, they are still not optimistic about Qin Lele.

Qin Lele yawned again, and muttered softly, "Lele wants to sleep."

【System: Wake up, you are still competing! 】

Qin Lele pouted: "Okay, okay, Xiaotongtong, you are almost becoming the same as Brother Su and Senior Brother, you talk a lot~"

【system:…】

It's going to be angry!

After thinking about it, I am still not angry. After all, with the personality of the host, it might not be able to detect that it is angry.

Qin Lele continued to draw slowly, and occasionally looked at the players on the left or behind, and found that they were sitting upright, holding their breath, and writing cautiously, and felt even more bored.

But soon, she thought of a good idea.

"Lele can finish painting quickly and then go to sleep?"

"Oh, Lele is such a genius!"

She immediately sat up straight, dipped in the cinnabar, and drew quickly, so fast that the audience could only see afterimages.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Is she drawing? I haven't seen anyone draw like this."

"Maybe I can't draw it, and I gave up on myself."

The big wild wolf hid in the crowd, stared at his sister, and found that everyone was not optimistic about his sister, so he turned cold.

His brows and eyes are unruly, and his temperament is wild and unruly. Wearing thin clothes in winter, the sleeves outline smooth muscle lines.

Many people glanced at it and avoided it directly. Their intuition told them that this young man had a bad temper.

The bad-tempered Big Bad Wolf rolled his feet a little irritably. He really wanted to beat these people up, but he was afraid of affecting his sister's mood in the competition, so he decided to wait for her sister to finish the competition before fighting.

At this time, there was a burst of discussion from the crowd.

"She actually ended the game on her own initiative!"

"Is she finished drawing?"

"Isn't it?"

Big Bad Wolf looked up and saw his younger sister cheerfully holding a stack of yellow papers to find the referee, taught the answer sheet, and walked down the high platform happily.

The referee was also very surprised, counting the stack of yellow paper, and asked the judges to check it carefully.

Big Bad Wolf never doubted his younger sister's strength, and found that many people underestimated his younger sister before the results came out. He still couldn't hold back, grabbed a person nearby, and dragged him to a corner.

A muffled hum came.

A few minutes later, a young man came out with his hands on his stomach and his teeth bared.

He looked left and right, but he couldn't find the murderer, so he could only admit that he was unlucky.

(end of this chapter)