With the sound of the gong, the competition officially begins.
The two members of the group need to stand in the left and right queues, line up in order, and accept the Master's questions.
Before parting, Gu Nuoer specially gently shook Yesiming's slender knuckles with her little hand.
"Brother Siming, it doesn't matter if you answer wrong. It will be over in a while. You go and wait for me under the tree over there!"
Ye Siming lowered his head, looked at the little guy's big round black eyes, and nodded lightly.
"good."
The two lined up in their respective teams.
The Masters asked questions very quickly, because there were not many questions for each group, there were five in total.
When it was the turn of the person in front of Gu Nuoer, she listened quietly for a while.
The questions are nothing more than "what books do you usually like to read", "your favorite poem" or "favorite color" and so on.
The person in front was probably a temporary acquaintance with the team members, so he couldn't answer a few questions.
In the end, I had no choice but to leave in frustration.
Gu Nuoer looked at him and his team members and sighed together.
"Princess, it's your turn." The master's call made the little man look away.
Gu Nuoer shouted obediently: "Hello, Master."
The Master was smiling, his gray beard slightly curled up.
"Your Highness Princess, I'm going to start a question."
The master looked at the question written at the top, and suddenly his expression froze and hesitated.
Gu Nuoer was puzzled: "Mr. Master, what's wrong?"
The Master raised his head, feeling quite puzzled: "I'm afraid this question involves some personal matters. It's understandable if the princess doesn't want to answer."
The little guy blinked his eyes and said, "Let's talk and listen first."
"Have you ever had times of adversity with the other person?"
Gu Nuoer arched her eyebrows and smiled: "What kind of internal secret is this? Brother Siming protects me diligently, of course he does!"
The master nodded.
I thought to myself, fortunately the little princess is kind to others.
If you meet someone who is unreasonable, I'm afraid you will be unhappy!
Next question.
The master asked again: "What calligraphy does he usually practice?"
Gu Nuoer was stunned for a moment.
In her impression, she had never seen Brother Siming practicing calligraphy.
The little guy stretched out his hand and scratched his face.
She thought for a moment and then said hesitantly: "It should be my name~"
Before, she once went to the Bai Mansion to play.
Brother Siming was not in the house, and Gu Nuoer entered his house.
On the desk, I found him practicing handwriting with his own name.
At that time, the calligraphy that covered the entire rice paper gradually became organized from bold and wild cursive.
Now his handwriting has already penetrated the back of the paper with vigor and unyielding force.
But Gu Nuo'er didn't know if he was still practicing calligraphy with his own name.
The master was not surprised when he heard this answer.
After all, Marquis Yong Ye was ordered to take care of the princess.
It is reasonable to know how to name Her Royal Highness the Princess.
The next few questions were about what books the other party read and what poems he read.
But when it was the last question, the Master asked: "Who does the other party like the most?"
Gu Nuoer's little eyebrows wrinkled completely.
The chubby little face was full of hard thoughts and meditation.
Who does brother Siming like...
Uncle Bai? Aunt Bai?
Or a little fox mud?
Why does she feel that no one likes Ye Siming?
Over there, Ye Siming also faced the same problem.
He thought carefully.
There are too many people that this little thing likes.
Except for his parents and all the concubines in the harem.
And the eldest prince to the twenty-eighth prince are all her good brothers.