The examiner picked up the words and walked around in front of the king and the princes.
Liu Jin was immediately shocked. Was this character really written by Zhong Yuxi?
But the fourth prince, Xuanyuan Shangyu, looked meaningfully at the prince with a smile on his face. This word was very similar to the strokes of the prince's handwriting, almost to the point of being fake and real. Why could an ordinary commoner woman copy the prince's handwriting? In his mind
In a flash, he recalled the phone call that the prince once had with him. At that time, a girl's voice came vaguely from the phone. He thought he heard it wrong. Could it be...
At the end of the performance, Zhong Yuxi was unanimously approved again.
She refrained from dancing on stage and went backstage, hugging An Ran and jumping up and down.
A large number of jealous eyes flew in like hidden weapons, and the surrounding air instantly became cold.
After two rounds of competition, there were only eight people left, and she, Gong Qiuqiu, was one of them.
Gong Qiuqiu's pretty face turned red with anger. Seeing that Xia Man was still calm and composed, she could only endure it. When she thought that not only was she proficient in four languages, but she also won the domestic piano competition, no matter in appearance or talent, she could not compare with her.
Zhong Yuxi was poor, but she had all the votes. She only had a pitiful three votes. The huge sense of gap and jealousy made her heart sharply distorted.
There is only one last round left, and she must seize the opportunity to enter the palace and become a royal concubine. This has been her deep-rooted thought since she was a child.
The main purpose of choosing a maid this time is to choose a personal maid to protect the prince, so the first two items can be small or big, but the one with good kung fu is the most important.
"Aman, what should I do? Zhong Yuxi is an instructor, how can I beat her?" Gong Qiuqiu stamped her feet anxiously.
"No, you can fight her, and you must fight her." Xia Man showed a sinister smile, turned around slowly, "Follow me."
Zhong Yuxi and An Ran were happy when they heard the examiner say: "The remaining eight people will draw numbers. We will have a one-on-one battle. The winner will be qualified to stay and receive the final review from the king and the princes."
If An Ran was still worried about the first two items, then An Ran was relieved about the last item. Zhong Yuxi's kung fu was good and she was full of confidence.
Zhong Yuxi called back, her slender eyebrows lightly knitted together.
An Ran hurried over and took the lottery ticket from her hand, "Gong Qiuqiu."
"What a coincidence." Zhong Yuxi glanced at Gong Qiuqiu over there, who also looked at her and gave her a provocative smile.