Qin Jue should have been happy to hear Xiao Xi'er say that Jun Qingzhi wasn't pretty, but then he heard Xiao Xi'er say that he could play with Jun Qingzhi. Qin Jue felt very tired, tired because Xiao Xi'er hadn't understood his unspoken meaning.
When Jun Qingzhi heard Xiao Xi'er say that she wasn't as pretty as those dancers, her face almost turned green.
Hearing Xiaoxi say that this way she could play with me again made me inexplicably happy.
Xiao Xi'er looks absolutely gorgeous!
Qin Jue spent the whole day at the fair with Xiao Xi'er, and Jun Qingzhi followed along.
Qin Jue subtly hinted several times that Jun Qingzhi should leave on her own.
But where did Jun Qingzhi, who was oblivious to everything, go?
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"Quick, quick, pick the best performance, it's coming!"
"I wonder who will receive the plaque with the inscription 'Peace, Joy, and Continuous Good Fortune' this year."
"I bet the performance by the Liu family will still be the best."
"I'm also betting on Master Liu; he's been the champion for three consecutive years."
"Let's go, let's hurry up, stop slacking off, or we'll be done throwing flowers and the counting will start before it's our turn!"
Qin Jue and his companions, who had just come out of Yizhengxiang, saw everyone running in one direction.
Xiao Xi'er overheard the passersby's conversation and looked at Qin Jue with curiosity.
"Father, where are they going? And what does it mean to throw flowers?"
That's because...
"Xi'er, let me tell you..."
Before Qin Jue could even open his mouth, Jun Qingzhi interrupted him.
"What they mean by throwing flowers is choosing your favorite performance with flowers."
The one with the most flowers will receive a plaque inscribed with "Peace, Joy, and Continuous Good Fortune" personally written by His Majesty the current King of Fenglan.
"Youluo, you're so amazing!"
"Xi'er praised me so much I'm embarrassed."
Jun Qingzhi felt Qin Jue's death stare upon her, but she didn't care at all.
"A lingering ghost"
Qin Jue said through gritted teeth.
"Father, what is it?"
"What I'm saying is, some people, even though others clearly dislike them, will still shamelessly follow them around. These kinds of people are like a persistent ghost."
"Oh dear, Daddy is so mean!"
"That's right."
As Qin Jue said this, he glanced at Jun Qingzhi, his meaning couldn't be clearer.
"Xi'er, if anyone keeps bothering you like a ghost, tell me and I'll help you get rid of them."
"Wow, Youluo, you're so kind!"
Upon hearing Xiao Xi'er praise Jun Qingzhi, Qin Jue immediately picked up Xiao Xi'er and walked away.
"Little Xi'er, Daddy will take you to see them throw flowers and choose the champion."
"Okay, Father."
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On one of the platforms, a man dressed in blue robes, holding a flower, began to speak to the onlookers below.
"Now it's time again for the annual gathering on June 6th to elect a leader."
"I wonder which production team you all consider the best performance?"
Will the Liu family, who have won the championship for three consecutive years, be the champion again this year?
The people below the platform got bored after a couple of sentences, and some even started talking along.
"I told you to just announce the start of the flower-throwing competition to determine the champion, and stop talking now."
"Hey, buddy, what's wrong with you...?"
The man on stage had barely begun to speak when he was interrupted again.
"Yes, Mr. Zhang, you give speeches every year, aren't you tired?"
"Yes, Mr. Zhang, you say it every year, we all remember it, hahaha."
"Sigh, can everyone please stop undermining me every year?"
"Okay, then hurry up and call 'start'!"
The man in blue on the stage, seeing the excited crowd below, couldn't wait any longer and shouted "Begin!"
"Um, okay then, let's choose the champion by flower throwing."
"Officially—begin!!"
The audience waited for a while but no one came out to perform, so they all turned their attention to Zhang Lu.
"Mr. Zhang, why hasn't anyone come out yet?"
"Want to know?"
"Zhang Lu, do you believe I'll make you sleep in a pigsty tonight?"
Zhang Lu looked in the direction of the sound and saw his own mother, which greatly surprised him.
"Mother, why are you here to join in the fun?"
Zhang Lu's mother stood with her hands on her hips, glaring angrily at Zhang Lu.
"Zhang Lu, you're starting to boss your old mother around?"
"How could I dare, Mother?"
When Zhang Lu saw his mother, he immediately cowered, truly terrified that he would really have to sleep in the pigsty that night.
"Then why don't you let us start already?"
"Okay, Mother."
"Hahaha"
The audience watching from below the stage laughed heartily at the sight of Zhang Lu being bossed around by his own mother.
"Zhang Lu, aren't you going to get started yet? I'm going to tell your mother you'll be sleeping in the pigsty soon!"
The onlookers, eager for a good show, started to jeer.
Zhang Lu glared at the person who spoke, then saw his mother glaring at him. He touched the tip of his nose and started shouting.
The first performance was "Four Lions Fighting for a Flower Ball" by the Liu family.
The four lion dancers, called upon, hopped and skipped onto the stage, one of them even having a flower ball in its mouth.
"If you like this performance, please put down the flowers you have..."
Before Zhang Lu could finish speaking, a flower hit him on the head.
"Mr. Zhang, you don't need to say anything, we know the rules."
As more and more flowers were thrown at him, Zhang Lu quickly moved to the corner, afraid of being hit.
"Anyone else want to vote? If no one... we'll accept it!!"
As Zhang Lu finished speaking, the lion dancers on stage shook their lion heads and walked off the stage.
"Look at all those flowers on the stage!"
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