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Chapter 1817 Do you think I'm targeting you?

sluggish.

Everyone in the audience looked dumbfounded, and some people even had their mouths opened wide.

Just... outrageous!

The paintings of chrysanthemum couplets are tangible and colorful, with flowers blooming everywhere, stunning the audience.

Where is Jiang Xiaobai?

It’s even more outrageous. How can grass really grow all over the ground?

And it’s real grass, not an illusion.

Especially the red rose growing in front of Huang Lingyue is even more eye-catching.

This method is not only clever, but most importantly, it can also pick up girls.

Isn’t it too special?

If they learn this method, what girl can't win?

So...Jiang Xiaobai is competing on the surface, but actually picking up girls. After picking up girls, can he still win and leave?

Who can I talk to to reason with this?

At this time, Huang Lingyue looked at the flower with a dull expression.

When he came back to his senses, there was emotion and love in his eyes, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hands to hold the flower in his hands.

This scene is also exactly the same as the one in Jiang Xiaobai's scroll.

So beautiful.

And it is completely real.

This scene can be frozen.

Julian was stunned, and after a long time he came to his senses, he smiled bitterly, and finally looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said: "Even if I draw millions of flowers, they still can't compare to this one of yours. I lose!"

In terms of painting, he has never truly admired anyone.

This time, he really admired Jiang Xiaobai.

Especially what Jiang Xiaobai said, "Every grass is a lining, and red roses are king."

This flower is a king, and his painting is just a foil.

And this flower, now falling in Huang Lingyue's palm, is a perfect match.

The masked woman also looked strange. After a long time, he looked at the eight Zhenguan people representing the painting studio.

"Haha, I'm so old, today is an eye-opener, I give in!"

"I gave in too!"



Eight consecutive sounds of exclamation sounded, causing a smile to appear on Jiang Xiaobai's face.

In fact, he couldn't do this without the support of the Green Dragon Spirit.

But this is not luck, it is accumulation!

After a long time, everyone present came to their senses and applauded.

The whole Yating Pavilion looks very lively.

Ju Wei's face didn't look pretty, but the shock between his brows was still there.

Yes.

He was reluctant in every possible way, but at this moment he was a little convinced.

Jiang Xiaobai walked off the stage at this time, handed the scroll in his hand to Huang Lingyue and said: "I promised you last time that I would draw a picture for you and give it to you!"

"Thanks!"

Huang Lingyue raised her head, looked at the scroll, and finally took the initiative to take a step forward and kissed Jiang Xiaobai on the lips.

"I love so much!"

The ethereal and beautiful voice was soft, and after taking the scroll, she turned her head away with a blush.

Wow...

The applause from all around became louder, and the voices of applause abounded.

What a fascinating couple.

One has a heart and the other has feelings.

This is simply the most perfect signature endorsement for a couple’s restaurant.

"Every draw has eight handicaps, so it's a draw!"

At this time, the masked woman's voice sounded.

His words made everyone in Yating Pavilion stunned for a moment, including Julian. He walked down from the stage, stepped on the green grass, and said, "I lost!"

As he said that, Ju Lian said with a serious face: "Although we are both in the eight handicap, Master Jiang's one is indeed better than my ten thousand ones! I admit defeat!"

As the voice fell, smiles appeared on the faces of everyone present.

This is right!

The masked woman heard Julian's words and said: "I am the question maker, that is, the examiner. The scores are equal. To me, it is a tie!"

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Jiang Xiaobai.

"Haha, then you, the question writer, are really unqualified!"

Jiang Xiaobai's voice sounded.

The masked woman frowned. Just when she was about to speak, Jiang Xiaobai's voice sounded again: "There is no draw between me and Young Master Ju! If you want to lose, I should be the loser!"

The moment the words fell, the masked woman, Ju Lian, and everyone present were stunned for a moment.

I originally thought that Jiang Xiaobai would refute, but I didn't expect that Jiang Xiaobai would actually say that he lost?

This...reversal is a bit unexpected and unpredictable.

Yes, Jiang Xiaobai is obviously more skilled.

How could he lose?

Could it be an irony?

The masked woman obviously took this into consideration as she frowned and said, "You don't have to do this!"

"You think I'm targeting you?"

Jiang Xiaobai glanced at the masked woman and said, "Childish!"

After speaking, he took a deep breath and said: "I did lose this game, and it was a pity that I lost!"

After saying this, the whole audience became even more puzzled.

Even Huang Lingyue's eyes fell on Jiang Xiaobai.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaobai looked at Huang Lingyue and said, "Give me the painting!"

Huang Lingyue was confused, but handed the painting to Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't speak at this time, turned around and came to the library.

When you pick up the brush, leave a poem beside it.

The person in charge of writing on the first floor was stunned.

"The moon is as bright as the spring flowers in my arms, and the fish and wild geese are stepping on the fragrance!"

"People are more delicate than flowers, and flowers fall naturally; even flowers lose their luster in front of people!"

The person from Zhenguan groaned unconsciously.

When the audience fell into a daze again after hearing the verse, Jiang Xiaobai picked up the scroll and said, "Sorry, I thought I won, and I thought my flowers were the most beautiful!"

As he said that, Jiang Xiaobai looked at Huang Lingyue and said: "But now...hey, people are more beautiful than flowers, and the guests take over the host, and the guests take over the host! So...hey, I lost, and I lost in a mess!"

After the words fell, the whole audience was stunned.

The nine-tailed cat on the shoulder was also stunned.

I wipe it!

Invincible!

Ju Lian came back to her senses and finally bent down to bow to Jiang Xiaobai. With a wry smile, her admiration for Jiang Xiaobai deepened.

According to what Jiang Xiaobai said, he did lose.

But what about reality?

He lost even more completely!

The masked woman was also stunned, then she clenched her jade hands and turned her head coldly.

This guy is shameless!

The people around him felt like they were worshiping at the top.

Look at this little word.

What is professionalism?

This is called professionalism!

In the writing building, the old man on the first floor took a deep breath and said: "This font is very beautifully written, and the verses are rich in meaning. It fits the scene and fits the scene!"

"If there is any comparison between writing and writing, I will give it up!"

"I will also let..."

Eight consecutive blasts rang out, and everyone present was stunned again.

Jiang Xiaobai was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then he bowed towards the first floor of Shushu. After retracting his gaze, he looked at the masked woman and said, "So, do you recognize it?"

"No, it's a draw!"

The masked woman said calmly.

"childish!"

After hearing this, Jiang Xiaobai said two words again, then put the scroll back into Huang Lingyue's hands and said: "Let's go!"

"Um!"

Huang Lingyue looked at the scroll, her love was beyond words.

"Young Master Ju, this young... um, no, Miss Xiang'er, goodbye!"

Jiang Xiaobai waved his hand and walked outside with Huang Lingyue.

At this moment, the two people were the focus.

When the two disappeared into the hall, everyone present gradually came to their senses.

"Master!"

Ju Wei looked at Ju Lian.

"Well, don't let me see you doing what you did today again. Young Master Jiang and Miss Huang are the perfect match. I...don't count!"

As Ju Lian spoke, his expression of wonder reappeared.

Then he thought of something and said slowly: "I believe that I will definitely not be the last one to be hit..."

Yes, he is not the only one who likes Huang Lingyue?


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