After the Divorce, Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times

The girls have gathered in the lobby on the first floor, whispering in groups of three or five. Although Xia Qianqian passed the literary exam yesterday, she didn't have any fun - Miss Han Yuqing is a well-known talented woman in the county!

Li Cui knew that she was out of play anyway, so she purely watched the fun, and when she saw Xia Qianqian, she laughed and said, "Xia Qianqian, why don't you put on some rouge gouache? Are you ready to lose?"

"Whether I win or lose has nothing to do with you." Xia Qianqian glanced at Li Cui indifferently.

Li Cui said: "It doesn't matter, but I have to watch this lively! Some people donated 10 taels of silver to get elected!"

Mentioning the 12 taels of silver, Xia Qianqian felt heartbroken and said, "I'm happy! Why? Donate if you're not convinced!"

"I'll take it, and I'll see if you lose." Li Cui was not forgiving, and confronted Xia Qianqian tit for tat, completely forgetting that she ate other people's snacks yesterday.

Xia Qianqian sneered: "Then you may be disappointed!"

The old ancestor is worthy of being the old ancestor, and he sent her a plan in the middle of the night, she will definitely be selected successfully!

Xia Qianqian cheered for herself in her heart, she must stand firm!

Soon, the priest and Han Yuqing arrived together. The two walked side by side, talking and laughing softly, and the picture was very harmonious.

Xia Qianqian's heart froze a little.

But the next second, she saw Gu Changsheng come in!

"Ancestor!" Xia Qianqian stood up excitedly. The arrival of her ancestors made her see hope again!

Gu Changsheng's face darkened instantly. Who can explain what the ancestors are!

"Pfft, this is crazy." Li Cui made no secret of her sarcasm, and stretched out a finger to randomly point troops in the air, "Xia Qianqian, where is your ancestor? Let him come out to meet us too. "

"You're not worthy." Xia Qianqian proudly held her head high, stared at Gu Changsheng with piercing eyes, and expressed her gratitude with sincerity: Ancestor, I thank you so much. If one day I can return to the modern age, I will definitely erect a monument for you, and I will serve you with incense and tribute at breakfast.

Gu Chang glared at her angrily, then looked back and asked the priest, "Priest, when will the competition start?"

"Just now," said the priest. Anyway, it's just going through the motions, you can be casual.

Gu Changsheng found a seat and sat down, while Qingtong poured tea for him. Han Yuqing smiled and said to Xia Qianqian, "Miss Xia, what should we compare first?"

"Let's go together!" Xia Qianqian said.

Han Yuqing was startled: "Together?"

"Yes, I sing and dance together. Miss Han, please feel free." Xia Qianqian said, after all, this is the order of the competition, she can't ask others to sing and dance like her.

Han Yuqing smiled: "Miss Xia is a good suggestion, let's go together!"

"Miss Han, please." Xia Qianqian stepped back modestly.

Han Yuqing tilted her head to look at Gu Changsheng. She also wanted to show off her talents, so she no longer refused and ordered the maid to prepare.

Two maids came in, one holding a guqin and the other holding a flute, and composed the music for Han Yuqing.

"As expected of everyone, there is also a musician." Li Cui was envious and jealous.

Han Yuqing took off his outer fur, followed the sound of the piano and turned into the center of the hall like a butterfly, and began to perform. Han Yuqing's slender body and light dancing posture quickly attracted everyone's attention. And her graceful singing voice, like a yellow warbler out of the valley, is even more endless.

Everyone went quiet, listening and watching with admiration, each evaluating in their hearts: Han Yuqing has won!

Xia Shanshan looked at Han Yuqing with envy and hatred: As a human being, why is she a noble lady, and she is a vulgar country girl?

Han Yuqing won, does she still have a chance to replace Xia Qianqian?

No, we can't let Han Yuqing win!