The world's most sassy sweet wife

Seeing that she was silent, Yu Ziqing looked at herself provocatively, "Your throat is uncomfortable? Since you stopped me, let me speak harshly."

Lu Yuying really wanted to speak harshly, but Yu Ziqing pointed it out first, and felt that her momentum was suppressed.

"In the audition, I am No.1. In the next competition, I will also defend No.1. If you want to win the championship, don't dream." Lu Yuying still let out the prepared harsh words.

But it always feels weak.

Yu Ziqing looked at her amusedly, "You imitate me and use my fan influence to vote for you. In other words, it is equivalent to my deep merit and fame. I have to thank you. In fact, you should not have the slightest sense of accomplishment. Right? After all, it’s sad that someone as good as you has to put on someone else’s mask.”

Lu Yuying stared at her angrily, every word Yu Ziqing said was like a sharp knife piercing her heart.

As soon as she was about to speak, Yu Ziqing's eyes turned red instantly, and tears fell down.

Lu Yuying froze, not understanding what was going on.

Yu Ziqing wiped away her tears pitifully, looked at Lu Yuying with a pandering look, wanted to say something but couldn't say it wronged.

Then, Yu Ziqing suddenly hugged Lu Yuying, patted her shoulder very gratefully, and said, "Thank you for everything you did for me."

Finally, she glanced at He Xuanchen, and left with tears in her eyes.

Lu Yuying's body froze in place.

What did that woman do to her just now?
She was dazed in bewilderment, and suddenly heard He Xuanchen's voice behind her, and couldn't help shivering.

He Xuanchen looked sullen, and asked in a cold voice, "Secretary Lu, it seems that you have a very close relationship with Madam."

How did Lu Yuying not know that Yu Ziqing deliberately acted for He Xuanchen just now?
"Mr. He, I don't, I'm with her..." She was in a moment of confusion and didn't know how to explain it.

Yu Ziqing, who was standing in the distance, was waving at her provocatively.

He Xuanchen smiled knowingly, "No wonder you talked about her many times recently, so you two have a good personal relationship."

Lu Yuying was completely panicked, but she suppressed her fear and lied, "Madam just wants me to persuade you...to agree to divorce..."

He Xuanchen seemed to have heard a cold joke, smiled lightly, turned and left.

Lu Yuying didn't know what his smile meant, but when she thought that Yu Ziqing was plotting against her, her eyes lit up with anger!

Yu Ziqing returned to her seat and smiled.

Always being teased by others, this time she also teased others.

Not to mention, it's quite interesting.

"Sister, were you crying just now?" Seeing that her eyes were slightly red, Chang Song immediately felt extremely stressed.

An idol with such strength was crying nervously, and a scumbag like him didn't even have a sense of crisis.

It's time to fight!
Jiang Hongbo's heart skipped a beat. Could it be a signal he released unintentionally, causing a psychological burden on the junior sister?

"Junior Sister, if you are not feeling well, let's stop the competition and go back to rest." He said worriedly.

Nothing is as important as the happiness of the little junior sister!

Ever since Fang Jue accepted Yu Ziqing as his apprentice, he often lamented Yu Ziqing's unfortunate life experience in front of Jiang Hongbo.

Fang Jue just felt sorry for Yu Ziqing, but he didn't expect that Jiang Hongbo had cultivated the mentality of an old father invisibly.

Yu Ziqing winked at them, "I'm crying, I'm pretending."

Seeing that the two were still in a daze, she smiled and said, "I'm just kidding you, let you relax."

Finally it was Yu Ziqing and Chang Song's turn to play.

The blue team that played against Yu Ziqing actually included Lu Yuying and Du Weiwei.

Du Weiwei stared at Chang Song, and waved her small powder fist at him, as if she wanted to use this match to decide the outcome.

Lu Yuying found that her mentality was a little unstable, so she didn't go to see Yu Ziqing at all.

The theme of the fighting painting displayed on the hand-painted screen is love.

This round is different from the previous round.

In the last round, everyone had a hand-painted screen and each painted, but this round is a relay race, so each group only uses one hand-painted screen.

After Chang Song saw the subject words, his expression became serious, obviously already preparing for a battle mentality.

Ten people sat in a row according to the order of appearance. The tenth person sitting on Yu Ziqing's right was a big boy in his early twenties. He was shaking all over, including his seat.

The reason why Yu Ziqing noticed it was not only because the seats were next to each other, but also because she heard the sound of the man's teeth chattering.

Because she was wearing a mask, Yu Ziqing couldn't see his expression clearly, but seeing the cold sweat on his forehead, he probably didn't look much better.

"Are you okay?" Yu Ziqing felt that he was going to faint from nervousness at any moment.

The boy should have smiled, but the smile was not obvious, and his voice was trembling, "To be honest, I, I kind of want to go to the toilet..."

Yu Ziqing snorted, "There should be time."

The boy shook his head, hesitated to speak, and finally summoned up his courage, "Beauty, can we switch places? I'm so stressed and nervous at the last place."

After he finished speaking, he slapped himself, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't make such an unreasonable request. You pretend I didn't say..."

Yu Ziqing didn't care, "You can change it if you want."

The boy shook his head and waved his hands, "No, no. It's good enough that I'm so nervous. If I change with you, I'll be like a pig. I can't transfer the pressure to you, let me do it."

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "Then it will be hard work for you."

In fact, the first person in each group to play is the most nervous, and their drafting will have a certain impact on the rest.

After all, it is a team competition. It is impossible for the people behind to change and redraw all because of the poor drawing in the front. They can only optimize according to their ability.

In Yu Ziqing's red team, the first player to play was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

After she came on stage, she first drew two stick figures, then drew a few background strokes and began to portray the characters.

But she was too nervous, and her hand speed was too slow, and her foundation was not very good. When she finished, she was still those two crooked stick figures and a few messy background lines.

On the other hand, on the blue team, Du Weiwei was the first to appear. She had quickly finished drafting the characters and backgrounds, and even painted a few colors for reference for the contestants who appeared later.

After five or six places in a row, the red team did not perform well because of the influence of the first place.

The blue team is moving forward steadily, with a strong momentum to crush the red team.

The live viewers were already complaining about the red team.

"This is the strength of the red team? Is this the strength of a player who can kill 1000 people in the audition? It's not as good as drawing with my feet!"

"The red team is so funny, are they trying to laugh me to death? You see, there are already six drawn in the front, even if the hands of the next few are octopuses, there is no way."