Wen Yantong stopped in his tracks immediately, and raised a big smile, "Is there something wrong, Young Master?"
Chi Jingxi asked calmly, "Where did Mu Yang go?"
"He's sitting in the back. He wants to change seats with me, saying that he has something to tell Fu Zixian." Wen Yantong replied hastily.
"Come and sit first, don't block the people behind." Cheng Xin beckoned to her kindly.
Wen Yantong, as if received an amnesty, quickly took a seat between Chi Jingxi and Cheng Xin, and put the two crutches on the left hand side, trying to separate Chi Jingxi with this.
"Take these two broken wooden sticks away," said Chi Jingxi.
Wen Yantong had no choice but to put the crutch on the ground honestly, pretending to watch the performance on the stage seriously, not daring to look around.
At this time, Cheng Xiao took the initiative to talk, "How is your leg?"
Wen Yantong smiled and said, "It's much better, it doesn't hurt so much when I walk now."
"You take care of yourself and recuperate, maybe you will be able to dismantle the board after a while." Cheng Xiao said.
Wen Yantong said, "Then I will borrow a good word from His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince."
Cheng Xin looked at her, smiled and said, "You, Xi Qin, play well, I didn't see that you still hide this skill."
"Ah..." Wen Yantong said in surprise, "I didn't expect to be spotted by you."
Cheng Xin didn't say how she saw it, but said, "You are also very suitable for wearing dresses."
Wen Yantong's heart skipped a beat, he didn't know whether he was tempting on purpose or just said it unintentionally, so he just laughed and said, "Your Highness the Fifth Prince was joking, I am a majestic man, how can I be suitable to wear a girl's dress."
Cheng Xin didn't argue, and turned to watch the performance on the stage with a smile.
But Wen Yantong always felt that there was deep meaning hidden in his smile, and his heart was a little hairy. When he was anxious about why Mu Yang didn't come back, a suona sound suddenly sounded from the stage, which shocked Wen Yantong into a shiver.
The sound of the suona is loud and penetrating. In a hall like the Eight Pillars Hall, which is equipped with sound transmission devices, there is a magic sound that penetrates the brain. Wen Yantong couldn't help but wrinkled his facial features into a ball and covered his ears .
Chi Jingxi was also quite disgusted and frowned.
This suona appeared as the last program of the banquet, but unexpectedly the effect was not good, and the audience in the audience grinned. The people on the stage couldn't stop halfway, so they had to bite the bullet and finish the performance.
After the banquet show ended, it was the voting session. In addition to the masters and officials of the Imperial Academy who are eligible to select programs, ten male students and ten female students each are eligible to vote.
Candidates are determined in advance. As soon as the show ended, someone came to the first place holding a pen and paper.
Wen Yantong looked around and found that the people around her were all qualified for the selection. Thinking of the banquet that she also participated in, she wanted to win a vote for herself.
She stretched her head to look at Cheng Xin's paper, and saw that both he and Cheng Xiao had written Guqin on the paper, she was overjoyed and thanked immediately, "Thank you, Your Highness, this ticket is worth a thousand gold."
Cheng Xin replied, "In fairness, Guqin's show was indeed the best one I watched tonight."
Wen Yantong thanked her again and again, turned her head to secretly look at Chi Jingxi's paper, but saw that the paper was still blank.
She cleared her throat and said in a low voice, "Young Lord, is it because you haven't written yet because you don't know which one to choose?"
Chi Jingxi kept his eyes straight, looking at the blank paper thoughtfully.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Wen Yantong moved closer to him and said, "There are so many wonderful shows tonight, hahaha."
Chi Jingxi frowned at her, as if he wanted to see what kind of monster she was playing.
Wen Yantong said with a smile, "The marionette one is pretty good, the acting is so realistic."
Chi Jingxi didn't show it on the face, but he couldn't help recalling the program in his mind, and when he realized it, he realized that his thoughts were misled by Wen Yantong again.
He said, "Shut up."
Wen Yantong immediately shut up, but did not sit back.
Chi Jingxi's long and slender hand was holding the ink pen, and she had not written on the paper for a long time. Wen Yantong couldn't help but said again, "The Guqin that the girls talk about is also very pleasant..."
Before the words finished, Chi Jingxi's pen tip moved, leaving ink marks on the paper.
Wen Yantong stretched his neck expectantly, but found that Chi Jingxi wrote the word "Suona".
Wen Yantong:? ? ? Who was the one who almost twisted his eyebrows into a row just now? who is it!
"You can't go against your will..." Wen Yantong sighed pretending not to care.
Chi Jingxi looked sideways at her, "Are you alluding to my disobedience?"
"Don't you dare?" Wen Yantong smiled ingratiatingly, and the voice of the second half of the sentence was an octave lower, "Is it only someone who knows..."
Chi Jingxi's face darkened, and he crumpled up the paper with his hand, and took out a new piece of paper.
In the last suona scene, he really felt very noisy, with a disgusted expression on his face. After hearing Wen Yantong's doubts, he simply changed the program casually to prove that he did not act against his will.
Unexpectedly, just as he was about to write, he heard a soft humming sound coming from beside him. Chi Jingxi paused the pen tip, and subconsciously collected the sound in his ears.
After listening to a few sentences, he recognized that Wen Yantong was humming the Xiqin music she played on stage.
In all fairness, in tonight's show, only the piece of Guqin and Xiqin's intercourse left a deep impression on people.
But Chi Jingxi thought of Wen Yantong's cunning appearance, and crushed the unwritten paper in his hand again.
In all fairness shit!
Seeing him rubbing two sheets of paper in a row, Wen Yantong sighed, "Young Master, if you want to write, write it well, why waste paper?"
Chi Jingxi's eyes were heavy, "Are you teaching me a lesson?"
Wen Yantong smiled and said, "No, I just think your handwriting is so beautiful. If you don't want it, you can give it to me. It would be a pity to crumble it into waste paper."
Chi Jingxi put down the pen, and pushed the academy boy back, "I won't write anymore, take it away."
The young man saw that Chi Jingxi's face was not very good-looking, so he didn't dare to stay any longer, and wanted to leave with the tray, but he didn't want to be stopped by Wen Yantong.
"Wait!" Wen Yantong hurriedly stood up, without a crutch, limped after him, and said in a low voice, "Since there are people who don't vote, then give me the qualification, don't let this opportunity go to waste .”
The servant did not dare to make decisions without authorization, and generally looked to Chi Jingxi for instructions.
Chi Jingxi frowned again, "What are you planning?"
Wen Yantong turned to look at him, "I asked him where the paper balls made by Master Hou should be brought back to observe."
Thick-skinned eat a piece of meat, thin-skinned can't eat.
As if guessing what she was up to early in the morning, Chi Jingxi raised his left hand, holding a ball of paper with his fingertips.
Wen Yantong knew at a glance that his thoughts had been seen through, so he had no choice but to give up the precious vote representing Chi Jingxi, and returned to his seat with a smirk, "It turns out that the young master holds it himself."
Chi Jingxi didn't speak, but smiled for the first time. He slowly unfolded the ball of paper, but there was nothing inside.
Wen Yantong was dumbfounded.
After Chi Jingxi saw her expression, his eyes were filled with a smile after playing tricks, and he gave her the blank paper, "Take it back and observe it carefully."
It is best to dream of white paper queuing up the tree at night. Chi Jingxi thought so cursingly.
Wen Yantong took the paper in a daze, and saw Chi Jingxi with a smile on his lips, watching the votes on the stage.
She turned her head and asked for an ink pen from the young man standing beside Cheng Xin, quickly wrote the word Guqin, folded it up and gave it to the young man, and said, "Young master's ticket, take it carefully. "
The servant saw Chi Jingxi handing the paper to her with his own eyes, so he didn't suspect him, and took the ticket to the stage.
Wen Yantong picked up his crutches and fled the scene.
Seeing her leave, Cheng Xin sat next to Chi Jingxi and asked, "Why did you give up the vote to Wen Yantong?"
Chi Jingxi asked doubtfully, "When did I give it up to him?"
"He just used the paper you gave him to vote for himself, and handed it to the boy who collected the vote, saying that you asked him to vote." Cheng Xin had vaguely guessed the ins and outs, and smiled, "I didn't expect you to be put on the same page." It's time, little Xizi."
Xiao Xizi: ... careless.
Wen Yantong ran to Mu Yang's side, touched his feet with his crutches, "I want to change my seat."
Mu Yang seemed to be happily chatting with Fu Zixian, and waved without looking back, "Go ahead, I'll finish talking later."
"The days are still long, when can't we say!" Wen Yantong said, "Go back quickly, the young master is looking for you."
Mu Yang turned to look at him, his brows were furrowed tightly, and he looked bitter and bitter, "You are so annoying."
"I'm annoying?" Wen Yantong said in surprise, "I'm kind enough to tell you...you still call me annoying, what a white-eyed wolf, do you know how much pressure I have to sit there in order to let you ask for advice on the secret art of archery? Bian, I didn't expect you..."
Mu Yang couldn't stand her talking so much, and Fu Zixian was also at the side to persuade him to go back first, so he left quickly, leaving Wen Yantong's voice behind.
Wen Yantong heaved a sigh of relief, and just sat down, he changed into a posture of Beijing's paralysis, "Today is also a hard day."
Holding the long box, Fu Zixian looked at Wen Yantong a little excitedly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't have the nerve to say it several times.
Wen Yantong knew what he was going to say, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "You don't need to say, I know everything."
"Fu Zixian, grow up quickly," she said.
She could only punish Fu Shi slightly, but it still couldn't change the current situation of Fu Zixian being bullied at home. But Wen Yantong knew that it would not be long before he would really grow up and become the famous "Mr. Three Arrows" in Chaoge, and become Chi Jingxi's right-hand man.
The current Fu Zixian didn't quite understand what she said, but she didn't explain, she just smiled and changed the subject, talking about the mahogany Xiqin he sent.
The final quota for the banquet competition was announced, and Wen Yantong's Guqin performance won the first place and won the championship of the banquet competition. Wen Yantong breathed a sigh of relief, if he knew it was so safe, he wouldn't have to fight for Chi Jingxi's vote.
At the end of the banquet, the masters recited and praised the extraordinary significance of Chuxue to Shaojing, and then nodded one by one before it was completely over.
When we left the palace, it was completely dark, snow covered the sky like goose feathers, and the warm yellow lanterns became the only embellishment of the night.
The First Snow Feast ended successfully, after Wen Yantong went back, he took a comfortable hot bath and got into the warm bed when the snow was falling heavily.
The ranking in the banquet competition successfully wiped out Wen Yantong's record. Her legs have also gradually grown, and she can even walk without crutches. I won't always feel sleepy in class, and I can listen to what the teacher said close to my ears.
The writing is getting more and more decent, as if everything is slowly getting better.
But on the day when Wen Yantong demolished the wooden planks, a remarkable thing happened—the Xiaoxiao chicken of the academy, Wulao.
Was slaughtered.
For a moment, everyone suspected Wen Yantong who had gotten up in the middle of the night to kill a chicken.
The author has something to say: Chi Jingxi: Activate the hidden poke curse skill.
Wen Yantong: Hit the trick.
ps: Tongtong will not suffer.
[Today is updated in advance, the next chapter will be updated later tomorrow night]
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Recommend the article of the little sister: Book title: "The Queen Just Wants to Eat and Die" by Tuanzi Strikes
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When Ye Qing woke up, she found that she had transmigrated into the unfavored queen in the book.
She just wants to look up to the sky and laugh three times. According to the development of the plot, she only needs to eat melon seeds every day and wait for death.
However goose...
After Ye Qing took over, she found that the plot had collapsed!
What's the matter with Dad's soaring official position? If this continues, the family will be suspected and exterminated!
Emperor, why don't you go to your cinnabar mole and squeeze into her palace every day? She has already seen the little eyes of the concubines wanting to fight her to the end!
Fortunately, the empress dowager still likes her, "Ninny, the empress mother will teach you the secrets of palace fighting!"
Ye Qing is so distressed that she wants to cry, Queen Mother, why don't we continue to study Buddhist scriptures happily
The emperor, who had just been separated for less than a quarter of an hour, came over and pulled her into his arms, "My woman, I will protect myself!"
Ye Qing: ... No, I don't want your protection, I just want to eat and die!
I just want to eat and wait for the dead salted fish queen X, how can the damn woman not like me the emperor