Shock! The Real Daughter Made the Transmigrator Girl Cry

  Chapter 200 The Real Ginger Network

  Mr. Qingbai also walked to the door and put one ear close to the window to listen carefully to the sounds outside.

  Jiang Changning only felt like he was playing a duet next to his ears, one time was the system's stable frequency broadcast, and the other time was Jiang Luo's stumbling and imitative voice.

The result of this competition can be known just by looking at the reactions of the crowd. There are two people who did not answer until the incense burnt out, and were disqualified in advance. The rest of the people have no hope took a slice.

   Shutong looked at Jiang Changning and Jiang Luo with bright eyes, and left a sentence: "Everyone, wait a moment, the results of the competition will be announced later."

   After saying that, he went into the house, leaving a group of people muttering outside.

  The round of competition was over, everyone loosened their muscles and moved their bodies, and some gathered together to continue discussing the topic just now.

"May I ask what books the girl reads on weekdays?" A scholar who was thirsty for knowledge came over and asked Jiang Luo, with an expression of reverence on his face. He really didn't expect that there would be a girl who knew people so well, and it was useless for him to study hard. There are many sage books, and even after listening to this topic, I can't understand the profound meaning in it in a short time.

When asked suddenly, Jiang Luo's mind went blank and froze for a moment. He didn't have time to ask the system, and he didn't know how to answer his question. He just moved his lips numbly, and was blank for a long time. He turned his back to the scholar and pretended not to hear his question.

  The scholar put his hot face on his cold ass, and backed away with an indignant expression on his face. Others only heard him muttering something in his mouth, "There is only learning but no self-cultivation..."

   Fortunately, the embarrassment didn't last long, and the book boy hurried out of the back room with his right hand resting on his chest, holding another list in his hand.

   "The following candidates can participate in the final round of competition, please stand at the front if you read the name..."

Unsurprisingly, Jiang Changning and Jiang Luo successfully entered the final round of competition. The people who watched the excitement and the remaining half of the people who were brushed off were all looking forward to seeing what will happen next fresh competition.

  There were only the last ten people left in front of the open space. The boy clapped his hands and walked up to a group of gray-clothed servants. One by one, they moved square wooden tables and benches in front of the ten people. There were still pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the table.

  Mr. Qingbai came out from behind the door. He was wearing a light gray long gown trimmed with white cloth, with piercing eyes and a childlike face with white hair.

"Thanks to your great love today, I am ashamed and dare not take it seriously. But because I have already boasted before, I promised to accept another closed disciple, and I only accept one disciple, so I am really sorry for making all the scholars go for nothing. "

  Mr. Qingbai is self-effacing, and the rest of them dare not answer his words. They all dream that Master Qingbai will be able to open the house again in the future and be willing to accept guests, and rush to flatter him, "Mr.

  Smiled innocently and cheerfully, and glanced at the row of people in front of him. It is not easy for him to pass these two tests. Although the number of his disciples has not yet been determined, these people can be regarded as the best among them.

  Jiang Changning bowed to Shang's innocent and kind gaze, "I've seen you sir."

He nodded with a smile in his innocent eyes. He had been paying attention to this female student before. Whether it was the picture of the Jiangnan mountain scene or the later Shuowen Jiezi, her performance was outstanding. Close disciple.

  Qingbai looked at Jiang Luo again, with complicated eyes.

It is true that this female student is also very outstanding, and she has performed amazingly many times, but she is too impetuous, whether it is the desire to stand out, or the attitude of holding her head up too proudly...Moreover, Qingqing thinks of Jiang Luo's In that poem, her literary talents are excellent, but the words are not so good.

  Jiang Luo could answer the questions according to the systematic answers, but she couldn't learn the delicate and beautiful calligraphy. She wrote a few lines crookedly according to the habits of modern people. Fortunately, this question is about the content and doesn't look at the strokes.

"The old man saw that you submitted a lot of proud works when you signed up. Among them, there are many types of books and essays. For the last question, I will examine everyone's painters. The theme is self-made. There is only one requirement. The word "benevolence" in the second question just now Be part of it."

  As soon as the topic came out, several people looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing how to write.

  It is not difficult for them to draw a picture, but how to draw it well and how to get close to the word "benevolence" is a difficult problem.

Holding the slender Langhao brush, Jiang Changning pondered for a moment, and took the lead in spreading out the drawing paper to grind the ink, which made Jiang Luo look anxious and urged the system: "System, what should I do with this painting, can you control my hand? "

   This is not an answer, and she can't say it with her mouth. It takes a lot of effort just to write that poem, and drawing a picture is really killing her.

  Jiang Luo took the time to glance at Jiang Changning who had already finished writing, and gritted his teeth tightly. Jiang Changning took out a painting at the first trial, and now he came to compete with the painter again. Wouldn't it be innocent?

  Jiang Luo didn't wait for the response from the system, and almost shouted in his head, "System! System! Where are you?!"

  Jiang Luo's voice was too loud for others to hear, but she could hear it clearly. Under Jiang Luo's furious roar was unconcealable panic, and Jiang Changning couldn't help but glance at her.

  Jiang Luo's complexion was very ugly, and the book boy naturally noticed it, whispered to the person next to him, and then asked softly, "What's wrong with Miss Jiang?"

   "It's okay." Jiang Luo's head was on fire, and he couldn't talk to the book boy properly, so he cursed secretly. She thought she had a chance to win these few competitions, but she didn't expect that something went wrong in the system.

   "System?! System?!"

  …

  Jiang Luo was still shouting non-stop, Jiang Changning withdrew his gaze and calmly finished what he said.

  Her movements are smooth and flowing, and her pen is like a cloud of smoke. The bracelet on her wrist is swaying lightly in her hand, and the sleeves are also swinging with clear waves.

  Beauty paints, which has a unique style.

  I saw a picture of the hundred scenes of the capital vividly presented on the snow-white drawing paper, and each villain appeared vividly on the paper. Pedestrians walking through the streets, peddlers with bamboo covers lifted, noble ladies in sedan chairs looking curiously with the curtains lifted, and hundreds of households patrolling the streets neatly...

  The picture on the painting is Chang'an in a prosperous age, each in his own place and having fun. The detailed fine brushwork depicts the aura of each character, and also incorporates the word "benevolence" that puts people first and values ​​harmony. Ren is not written in the pen, but "benevolence" can be seen in the pen.

  Jiang Luo was dizzy with anxiety, and there was no movement in the system. This is no longer a matter of losing the competition. Everything she relied on might turn into a bubble and go to waste.

  After half the time, everyone else held their pens and frowned, only Jiang Luo was still standing there blankly, his face black as charcoal.

  Jiang Changning stopped writing with one stroke, and sat on the stool beside him to watch Jiang Luo scratching his head and ears, and occasionally met her angry gaze.

  Jiang Changning smiled at her, Jiang Luo had no effect on her anyway.

  Seeing her expression, Jiang Luo trembled with anger, wishing to dig out her eyeballs and eat them. But reason told her that she must not lose her manners, so she took a deep breath, adjusted her mood, then picked up the brush and continued to draw on the painting.

   I don't know why, seeing her serious look, Jiang Changning's mouth curled up into a smile. She watched her serious painting, and unconsciously became a little immersed in it.

   "Ginger Girl—"

who?

  Jiang Changning suddenly heard a shout coming from Jiang Luo's direction. The voice was unfamiliar, but the tone of the shout was very familiar.

  Jiang Changning had a question in his heart, the voice was intermittently unclear, until Jiang Changning thought it was a hallucination, and heard the female voice again.

   "Girl Jiang, I am the real Jiang Luo."

What? Jiang Changning was stunned for a moment, and before she could listen carefully, Master Qing's book boy thumped the gong and drum, announcing loudly, "The competition is over!"

  A servant came over to collect their scrolls, and when she walked to Jiang Luo's side, she suddenly yelled, pushed the servant away and ran out with a frantic expression. The rest of the people were left staring at each other in dismay, so the boy was pushed and staggered almost splashing the ink, and managed to stabilize his figure and bent down to pick up the white scroll that was torn in half by Jiang Luo.

  Jiang Changning was concerned about the voice he heard just now, and felt something was wrong in his heart. He was about to catch up and find out, but was blocked by Qin Huaisu.

   "Where are you going?"

  Qin Huaisu stopped him with a smile.

  Jiang Changning relaxed, his eyes bent into beautiful crescents: "Why are you here?"

  Qin Huaisu covered his movements with his wide sleeves, and gently held Jiang Changning with his hands hidden underneath, interlocking her fingers: "I'm here to congratulate you."

  Jiang Changning glanced at him: "What to say to celebrate, the result is still unknown."

  Qin Huaisu tightened her hand to signal her to look forward: "The result is here."

The final result was announced by Mr. Qingbai himself. The book boy followed Mr. Qingbai and handed him a rolled up red raft. Mr. Qingbai slowly unfolded it, smiled loudly, looked in Jiang Changning's direction and said, "Hundreds of people were recruited and tested this time. There were three rounds of competitions. The final winner—Jiang Changning."

Qin Huaisu let go of his hand and gently pushed her forward, Jiang Changning followed his strength and stood at the front of the crowd, the little boy handed Master Qingbai a roll of exquisite post with Jiang Changning's name written on it .

   "Jiang Changning." Qingbai called out, and handed her the golden flower post in his hand.

  Jiang Changning took it with both hands, and bowed respectfully, "The student has met the teacher."

"well."

   The waiting people from Jiang's family rushed up together, Hong Xing was overjoyed, and happily wanted to shout a few times on the long street, but was stopped by Jiang Changning with quick eyes and hands.

  Being accepted as an apprentice by Master Qingbai was an achievement that he had not achieved in his previous life, and Jiang Changning was also very happy from the bottom of his heart. The official apprenticeship is scheduled for three days later, when she will serve tea to her husband in the academy, and study together with the rest of the brothers.

  Jiang Changning became the closed disciple of Master Qing Bai. The result of the competition is set, and after watching the excitement and congratulations, the crowd gradually dispersed.

  Jiang Changning recovered from the joy just now, and found that Jiang Luo had completely disappeared.

  She leaned closer and asked Hong Xing: "Have you seen the second girl?"

  The opposite person really looked blank, "No, girl, but do you want the slave to look for her?"

"never mind."

  Jiang Changning shook her head, she was still not sure what kind of voice she heard, she needed to verify it again.

  …

   "System—" Jiang Luo had already shouted, but she was almost driven crazy when she couldn't get a response from the bottom of her heart: "System, stop playing pranks, this is not the time for you to hide! What the **** are you trying to do?"

  Jiang Luo has already begun to curse: "Useless thing, it is obviously you, you are the one who insisted on binding me, we are grasshoppers on the same rope, you can never get rid of me."

  …

   "System, system, I was wrong, you come back quickly, as long as you come back, I can promise you anything..."

Jiang Luo didn't dare to look back at the mansion, she was afraid that she would not be able to cover up the fact that she was pregnant in a systematic way, and she would be exposed in front of Gu Xiujing and Mrs. Gu, so she ran to Jiang's mansion in a panic, ignoring the servants who greeted her as soon as she entered He rushed directly into the room where he was before getting married, and closed the door tightly with a bang.

   After a long while, Jiang Changning and his party slowly came back. The servants received the letter and lined up in front of the gate to greet them, one by one with sweeter mouths.

   "Congratulations, big girl, big girl has worked hard!"

   "The old slave knew that the eldest girl is beautiful and intelligent, and she really is a great success."

  …

  Jiang Changning listened to their flattery with a smile, knowing that the people in the mansion wanted to be happy, so he handed over the money bag for Hongxing to tip.

   "Thank you big girl, congratulations big girl!"

  In the midst of the commotion, someone suddenly remembered and said, "I just saw that the second girl came back in a hurry, and locked herself in the yard as soon as she entered the door. I wonder if something happened?"

  Jiang Changning regained consciousness and squinted his eyes. Just now, he had been hearing that Jiang Luo was looking for her system, and a strange female voice suddenly appeared. He didn't know what happened?

Jiang Changning went back to the house and changed into light clothes, held back Hong Xing who was about to follow and walked to Jiang Luo's house alone, the room was quiet and empty, and Jiang Luo didn't call the system again, it was so empty that it seemed that he had never lived there before same as people.

   "Ginger Girl—"

  Jiang Changning heard that voice again.

   "Are you Jiang Luo?"

  Jiang Changning remembered the voice's self-reported identity in the academy.

"it's me."

  Hearing her echo, Jiang Changning finally realized the seriousness of this matter. The voice said she was Jiang Luo, so who was the Jiang Luo she usually saw?

   Fortunately, it didn't surprise her for long, and the ethereal voice explained everything to her.

"Ms. Jiang, listen to me. Don't be shocked. I am the real Jiang Luo. I was originally a peaceful peasant girl in Taoyuan Village. For some reason, a strange soul suddenly appeared one day and took over my body. She There is a very strange thing, I heard her call it a system. That thing locked me in a dark corner, and I watched her use my body to do evil, but there was nothing I could do."

  (end of this chapter)