The silly lady held Qing'er's waist and shook her like a treasure, raising her proud little face, waiting for his praise.
Qing'er laughed out loud, touched Xiao Bihe's forehead lovingly, and said half-jokingly, "My young lady has always been an artist."
"That's right." He tilted his head, raised his chin proudly, and looked at everyone from the corner of his eyes - Note: no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't look at them. She was the smallest person on the stage, and she was full of emotions.
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She raised her head and proudly pushed aside a group of people who were shaking their heads and sighing, and stood in front of the painting to admire her masterpiece.
Qing'er naturally followed closely behind her, and had to guard against the Thirteenth Prince, who was snickering with his mouth half-covered by his fan, but was actually staring at him with ulterior motives.
"Miss Fourth, you are really a genius!"
"Yes, I am ashamed of myself."
"If you have time, please ask the lady for guidance..."
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A group of people were fawning and praising Xiao Bihe.
A certain little girl was so ecstatic when she heard this that she raised her chin higher and higher, until she looked directly into the sky!
Fool! What these people secretly called her.
"Qing'er, tell me, is my painting beautiful?"
Qing'er smiled and said, "Has Miss done any painting?"
Xiao Bihe blinked her innocent big eyes, pointed at the "painting" on the stage and said, "Yes, look."
"Miss, do you think that is a painting? No matter how I look at it, it doesn't look like a painting."
When the little guy heard this, he touched his chin and thought. A group of people were sweating and blushing with embarrassment. He had praised so loudly just now, if she——
"Yeah, it doesn't look like a painting to me." The little guy tilted his head and expressed the doubt in his heart. This question overwhelmed all the flatterers. The person who painted the painting didn't know the meaning of the painting.
They undoubtedly let people expose them on the spot and spread their lies.
Qing'er found it very interesting. She bent down and put her cheek close to the little guy's ear and said, "How can it be beautiful without painting?"
Suddenly, she carefully raised her little face, pulled Qing'er close to him, and leaned against his ear. She whispered mysteriously, "Qing'er, I just ordered a little, just to make up for it." The voice was not very loud.
, but everyone on the stage can hear it clearly.
Childish talkers like to talk nonsense! If they can afford to lose face like this, they will have to pay for it with the Thirteenth Prince. If the Thirteenth Prince is unhappy, there will be no chance of holding the Lotus Flower Festival next year.
Fortunately, no one in the audience heard it! A group of responsible persons quickly decided to finalize the decision! [
"Listen, everyone, the winner of this year's Lotus Fair is - Miss Qin Bihe! Her wonderful painting skills are endless. One... what's the name of that painting? Yes, it's called "Black Dots on White Background".