Chapter 869： Look down on Lele

Zong Feilong returned to report after checking the grouping situation.

"Qin Lele and I are both in Group A, Sister Sister is in Group B, and Senior Brother, you are in Group C."

Zong Piaoxue asked, "Where are the other disciples?"

Zong Feilong said with disdain: "Other disciples can't make it to the finals at all, don't worry."

Zong Piaoxue didn't agree with him, but he didn't say a word, he heard the brother Long chuckle.

This person was still so romantic and suave, and the pig's face recovered in just a few days, and he couldn't see how unimaginatively cursed that day.

"It seems that I can only wait for Fellow Qin Daoist in the finals."

He thought that when Qin Lele defeated her or even destroyed her when she thought he had hope of winning, then Qin Lele would be more painful, and Qing Shui Guan would be hit the hardest.

However, on the face, he still spoke softly, "Of course, if you beat her in advance, then I won't have the chance to fight her at all."

Zong Feilong seemed to have forgotten the attitude of Young Master Long that day, "It seems that I am relatively lucky to be able to face her, and have a fair and honest duel. If the brother really wants to learn from her, he can only find opportunities in private."

In the words, as if he had already qualified from Group A.

Young Master Long smiled without saying a word, cursing an idiot in his heart.

After Gong Zilong left first, Zong Piaoxue warned his brother, "You don't know what the brother is going to do, you are so careless?"

"I think he should be talking about it for fun," Zong Feilong pouted, "Who dares to use that thing in broad daylight? Does he not want fame?"

Zong Piaoxue is still unhappy: "What if his ability reaches a superb level?"

If the people around can't tell, maybe Young Master Long will really ruin a certain player on the field.

Those who can compete are basically cultivated through hard work from various perspectives. The apprentices are ruined, don't you hate their brothers to death? There may be grudges between Taoist temples.

Zong Piaoxue thought for a while, and decided to talk to Master, just in case.

As for Zong Feilong, he didn't take his sister's worries at all. He was immersed in his dream of defeating Qin Lele, completely forgetting that he was going to remind Young Master Long that Zuo Xiao was assigned to Group C.

To enter the finals, Gong Zilong had to pass Zuo Xiao first. Of course, it is also possible that they will all qualify from Group C.

The first round of competition begins.

At first, Qin Lele sat upright, dressed in a Qingshuiguan Taoist robe, with a ball head tied and a flat bun face, and he painted seriously and earnestly.

But after drawing more than a dozen pictures, she couldn't help it and changed to painting on her stomach.

From the audience's point of view, this girl is very boring, with her cheeks pressed against the tabletop, and her other hand writing and drawing indiscriminately.

He even yawned halfway through the painting.

The audience, as well as the people of different views, have only one thought in their hearts, so angry!

An unknown Taoist priest couldn't help but said: "This is too presumptuous, and the heart is not sincere. How can the painting be successful?"

One person echoed: "That's right, I think everyone has seen a genius by blowing Qingshui, and I am afraid that it is not the group of people who deliberately put gold on the face of Qingshui."

"That's, look at her like this, what can she experience and what achievements have she made?"

There are always people who think that Qin Lele is trying to gain fame. They can't believe that they have worked harder for ten or twenty years than the other party, and they will not be able to achieve the other party's achievements.

And thinking about how this person can continue to grow, many people have an idea that they must defeat her before the other person grows up!

The gloomy mind made them stunned.

Suddenly, a clear and sarcastic voice sounded, "I don't think you are good to others."

The few people returned to their senses and looked displeased. They found that the man who was speaking was a young man with a crown-like face and a pair of peach-like eyes that were naturally passionate, but the words were too vicious.

"Because she can't reach her height and slander her, it's no wonder that there will be no progress in a lifetime."

A tall, dark-skinned middle-aged man shouted: "Who are you? You are obviously an ordinary person, how come you can appear here?"

After all, he wanted someone to drive Qin An out.

"Idle people are not allowed to enter."

Qin An slowly took out a work permit, hung it around his neck, and smiled, "Can I speak now?"

Middle-aged man: "...How come there are ordinary people as staff?"

"Maybe it's because I'm better-looking," Qin An fluffed his hair, "Also, I think you are really bad, shit."

Qin An thought to himself, he is so similar to his younger sister, this person can't see the relationship between him and Lele, no wonder he can only bark here, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to compete on stage.

A few people didn't have a good attack, they murmured a few words, and changed places to continue watching the game.

Of course, they are still not optimistic about Qin Lele.

Qin Lele yawned again and muttered softly, "Lele wants to sleep."

[System: Wake up, you are still playing! 】

Qin Lele pouted: "Okay, okay, you are almost becoming like Brother Su and Brother, so many words~"

【system:…】

It's going to be angry!

After thinking about it, I didn't get angry anymore. After all, with the host's personality, it may not be possible to find it angry.

Qin Lele continued to paint slowly, occasionally looking at the contestants on the left or behind, and found that they were sitting upright, holding their breath, and writing carefully, making them even more boring.

But soon, she thought of a good idea.

"Can Lele finish drawing quickly and go to sleep?"

"Oh, Lele is such a genius!"

She immediately sat upright, dipped in cinnabar, and dipped it quickly, so fast that the audience could only see the afterimage.

Everyone looked at each other.

"She is painting? I have never seen anyone paint like this."

"Maybe I can't draw it, I'm giving up on myself."

The big wild wolf was hiding in the crowd, staring at his sister, and found that everyone was not optimistic about her sister, and his face was cold.

His eyebrows are sharp, and his temperament carries a wild and unruly temperament. Wearing thin clothes in winter, the sleeves outline smooth muscle lines.

Many people took a look and avoided it, telling them instinctively that this young man had a bad temper.

The bad-tempered big wild wolf grinds his feet a little irritably. He wants to beat these people for a while, and he is afraid that it will affect his sister's mood in the game, so he will wait until his sister is over.

At this time, there was a sound of discussion from the crowd.

"She actually ended the game on her own initiative!"

"Did she finish painting?"

"Isn't it?"

The big wild wolf looked up and saw his sister happily holding a stack of yellow paper to go to the referee, teaching the answer sheet, and stepping down the high platform happily.

The referee was also taken aback. He was counting the pile of yellow paper and asked the judges to check it carefully.

The Big Wild Wolf never doubted his sister's strength. This would find that many people looked down on her sister before the results came out, but still couldn't hold back, grabbed someone nearby and dragged it directly into the corner.

There was a muffled hum.

A few minutes later, a young man covered his stomach and walked out grinning.

He looked left and right, he couldn't find the murderer, he could only admit that he was unlucky.