After the divorce, she married a second time with a dowry of one billion

Tang Li looked up and scanned around, and found that there was a big drawback of this lottery ceremony, that is, there was no time limit for passing the ball. middle flow.

It seemed that none of these guests wanted to be villains.

I don't want to do something that offends the Song family.

Song Beiye also didn't want Tang Li to get into this muddy water, he quietly hinted to Tang Li to pass the ball, but Tang Li smiled at him, held the ball tightly and raised his hand:

"My parents died in the first half of my life, my marriage failed, I have always been unlucky, and I have never won a lottery ticket. Today, I will accept this good luck and give me a good start for the rest of my life."

The crowd laughed.

In the eyes of everyone, she should be very unlucky at this moment.

Song Beiye was anxious physically and mentally.

On the contrary, Song Nanzhou was calm and composed.

Having seen how powerful Tang Li is, he is not worried about Tang Li's current situation at all.

Tang Li walked up to the stage gracefully and handed the ball back to Song Bocheng.

Song Bocheng didn't expect that she would dare to pick up this hot potato. Facing the crowd, he could only keep smiling and said politely:

"Miss Tang, this way please."

On the desk at the side, there is a large bamboo tube, and there are three small balls beside the bamboo tube that can be unscrewed and closed for extraction.

Although the program is simple, it is very difficult to manipulate it.

No wonder people often say that the simplest things are often the hardest to control.

Song Bocheng pointed to the writing brush on the desk and said:
"Miss Tang needs to write the words Inheritance, Congratulations, and Celebration on the three pieces of paper, and then crumpled the written paper into balls, and finally rolled the balls in the bamboo tube, one by one. Pour it into the drawer on the desk, and the three of them will draw lots to decide which ball to choose."

Every procedure is designed to prevent cheating.

The three of them didn't even have the chance to encounter these things.

Tang Li couldn't bear it anymore and asked:
"Why complicate something simple?"

Song Bocheng glanced at Song Nanzhou and said:

"Although Nanzhou has long been separated from the Eastern Song Dynasty, he is still a descendant of my Eastern Song Dynasty. He is blind. For the sake of fairness, I can only make them both blind."

Fine!

This is their home court, and they have the final say.

Tang Li looked at the writing brush placed on the desk, thinking that ordinary pens can also write, there is no need to get such a pen, no wonder everyone is unwilling to take this drudgery, if the handwriting is not good, I am afraid It will also be ridiculed.

Seeing Tang Li staring at the brush in a daze, Lin Qinghao, who was standing at the front, embarrassed her in front of everyone:

"Miss Tang has been slow to write, is it because she can't write calligraphy?"

Lin Qinghao took the lead in attacking, and Xileng immediately echoed:

"Father, not every parent will ask their children to practice brush calligraphy hard, otherwise you should change Miss Tang's brush."

Originally, Xi Leng wanted to maintain his demeanor, and he didn't want to openly antagonize Tang Li on an occasion like today.

However, Tang Li is really too powerful in private.

Sireng could only take advantage of the opportunity to show her some color.

Song Beiye almost couldn't hold back, and wanted to go up to help Tang Li out of the siege, but was caught by Song Nanzhou:
"Don't panic, just wait and see."

Tang Li looked back at Xi Leng, and smiled:

"Miss Song is so powerful, why don't you write a few words of congratulations first?"

Just write!
Rare opportunity to express yourself!

Xi Leng took a step forward, but it was too late for Song Bocheng to stop him. After Xi Leng walked up, Song Bocheng approached her and reprimanded in a low voice:
"You started writing congratulations before the lottery was drawn. Is it because you want to ruin your own prestige and increase the ambition of others?"

After being mentioned by Song Bocheng, Xi Leng blushed.

She explained in a low voice:
"I'm sorry, Dad, I couldn't control it."

Song Bocheng sighed:

"You are usually the most calm and calm, what's the matter today?"

It's not all Tang Li's fault!
If I knew this guy was so powerful, I should have walked around her before the lottery started.

Tang was so close, he heard the conversation between their father and daughter, and couldn't help urging:
"Miss Song, please."

Xi Leng glanced at Song Bocheng, who had already reached this point, so Song Bocheng could only nod his head.

Relying on his proud calligraphy, Xi Leng wrote like a god, but at the end of the finale, she was too ecstatic to look at Tang Li, she panicked, her hands trembled, and the words were instantly distorted.

Although it doesn't affect the overall appearance, Song Bocheng is already very angry.

Today's writing in eight words, step by step, is really not up to standard.

What's more, among the guests who came today, there are several respected seniors who are best at calligraphy and painting.

Fortunately, today's female dolls can hardly practice brush calligraphy. Song Bocheng was sure that Tang Li would not know how to do brush calligraphy, so he wanted to pull Tang Li out for comparison.

So he said:

"Leng Leng is not in good condition today, let everyone see the joke, Miss Tang, this brush was my father's favorite when he was alive, why don't Miss Tang also write a few words and congratulate in advance?"

Song Beiye in the audience was very anxious, he wanted to shake off Song Nanzhou's hand:
"Uncle saw that he deliberately wanted to embarrass Tang Li, and I promised her to protect her."

Song Nanzhou smiled knowingly and stopped again:

"The most correct thing you did today was to ask her to be your female companion. She protects you everywhere today. How do you know she needs your help at this moment?"

Song Beiye looked at Song Nanzhou in disbelief.

Song Nanzhou patted his arm lightly:

"Like someone, even if it starts with good looks, you should respect talent, character, kindness, and finally character. If you don't even know what kind of person she is, how can you have the confidence to say you Can you give her a lifetime of happiness?"

Inexplicably reprimanded by Song Nanzhou.

Instead of being angry, Song Beiye felt that what Song Nanzhou said made sense.

Especially at this moment, when he saw Tang Li confidently take the writing brush from Song Bocheng's hand, and said in a graceful manner to everyone:

"On today's occasion, I shouldn't be the guest of honor. Since Uncle Song invited me, then this junior will make a fool of himself again."

Finished.

Tang Li turned around and wrote a sentence like a silver hook on the laid paper:
Kunpeng spreads its wings for [-] miles, and fights in the sky without cliffs.

The dragon and snake are flying in the first pen, and the ending is even more full of pen and ink.

Under the stage, the elders who could understand calligraphy were the first to be amazed and applauded.

Song Beiye was stunned.

"She actually wrote good calligraphy like flowing clouds and flowing water. This little girl's film is so surprising."

Song Nanzhou was actually a little worried. At this moment, he was very pleased to pat Song Beiye:
"She is a treasure girl. There are many things you don't know."

Although Song Nanzhou couldn't see it, she could feel it from the applause at the scene that she really took the lead this time.

Leaving calligraphy aside, Tang Li's sentence Kunpeng spreads its wings for ninety thousand miles is enough to compare with the eight characters of Xileng.

At this moment, Song Bocheng's expression was ugly.

Sireng couldn't hold back his face either.

Especially when someone in the audience said:
"Miss Xi Leng learned from Xi Haitang, a master of calligraphy and painting, but her brushwork and strength are not one-tenth of Miss Tang's. I don't know whether Teacher Xi Haitang should be sad or happy under the nine springs."

Someone opened his mouth, and Lin Qing saw the needles:

"I'm afraid I feel the same way as the old woman who has two sons, one selling umbrellas and the other selling cloth. She is very worried whether it is raining or sunny. After all, Ms. Song is a student of Teacher Xi Haitang, and Ms. Tang was also a teacher of Xi Haitang. The teacher's daughter-in-law."

Look at how she can't speak.

For a moment, everyone's attention turned to Tang Li's identity.

Tang Li was about to fight back, but someone answered delicately:

"I'm afraid Miss Lin didn't understand the true meaning of this story?"

Tang Li raised his head and saw Ye Fei standing beside Lu Zhixing at a glance. He really was a kind-hearted and talkative master.

Based on her words, Tang Li recognized this sister-in-law.

"I really don't understand it, but I know that with Ms. Tang's figure and face, she doesn't have to worry whether it's sunny or rainy. After all, she's very charming. When she's lying at home, someone will give away a lot of money and business. Send it to your door."

Lin Qinghao didn't give up yet, she wanted to help Xileng get back some face.

Ye Fei snorted coldly:
"Knowing that you are ignorant and yet dare to show yourself to others, Miss Lin thinks that just because you can read a few words, someone dares to entrust your business and money to you, right?"

This is crazy, happy!
Tang Li and Ye Fei's eyes intertwined, and an unspoken emotion quietly grew.

Lin Qing's angry face turned green, and when she wanted to speak again, she was interrupted by Song Bocheng:

"Okay, let's get down to business, Miss Tang, please."

Seeing how clever and eloquent the people around Tang Li were, and seeing how stupid and ignorant Lin Qinghao and others standing behind Xi Leng were, Song Bocheng had no choice but to swallow his breath.

Tang Li nodded politely, and put the written note into the small ball according to the procedure, and then put the small ball into the bamboo tube.

Following the rolling of the bamboo tube, the three small balls were put into the drawer.

Then Tang Li held a bamboo tube with three numbers in his hand, and came to the three of them:

"Three, who will come first?"

Song Beiye and Song Nanzhou said almost at the same time:
"Lady first."

Sireng was not too polite, he smoked one directly, and the two brothers split the remaining two.

In the end, sirloin was drawn first, and she was the one to choose first.

She smiled brightly:
"The two elder brothers have already given up the younger sister once, so I will be the last one this time and choose number three."

In case someone says that she is an adopted daughter but is always striving to be the first.

Song Beiye drew second.

He nodded: "Then I'll be in the middle."

Song Nanzhou was left with the No. [-] ball.

It is still the principle of women first, open the small ball selected by Xileng first, and Tang Li will take it out and open it.

Everyone held their breath and watched intently as Tang Li spread out the ball of paper in his hand