Chapter 67: Just a soil bun

"This person is not only a soil bun, but he is still a stunned boy. Offending Fairy Yaoguang is simply looking for death!"
"Today is a celebration for the princess to recruit her relatives. Fairy Yaoguang may not be considered to be a noble person, but this child wants to be evaluated and advanced, she is absolutely daydreaming!"
It seemed that Yang Lin was not in balance with a peerless beauty, but now that he looked at him, all the young talents present were gloating in misfortune.
But looking at them like this, Yang Lin cut his voice: "Really, every one of them looks like nothing, you haven't seen a woman in hundreds of lifetimes!"
I rub!
The young talents are very passionate, what is it, who was staring at Fairy Yaoguang when he came out, and now such people still have the face to despise others who have never seen a woman.
I have seen shameless people, but it is definitely the first one to be so thick-skinned!
"Master, there is no time in practice. For a cultivator, it doesn't make any difference between three hundred or even three thousand years or thirty thousand years. If the master likes Fairy Yaoguang, it would be good to marry her back."
"What do you want to do when you marry, do you want to raise her for nothing? Look at her delicate appearance, it is estimated that she can't even wash any clothes or cook food. What do you want her to do?
"Master, it's also the head of the group anyway, not as bad as you said."
"Just look at this kind of vase. My uncle doesn't have any surplus food to support an idler."
Listening to the conversation between the two, all the young talents around were stupid. This man is still a human being. Can such wild and rebellious words be spoken? !
Fairy Yaoguang!
The dream beauty of all men in Qianling Kingdom!
Now, in the eyes of this bun, it has become a vase that can't wash the clothes without cooking, so God won't blast a thunder, and directly smash this unobstructed man to death.
This side was still focusing on Yang Lin, and the prince who walked to the light hall in the lake began to make a statement.
Regarding the eldest prince's side, Yang Lin also glanced at him and looked at his brows, but he was a scumbag. In order to get rid of his own sister in order for the upper ranks, Yang Lin, a guy with a human face and a beastly heart, really has no good impressions.
Don't talk about it if you feel good about it. What he cares most about is money. Why hasn't Ling shown up? She doesn't show up her spirit stone to ask who wants it?
The eldest prince was chattering over there, nothing more than just saying something. Today is a happy day, and the emperor Qianyexue has arrived on the day of leaving the pavilion, so she recruited young talents for the wishful prince. I hope these young talents can show their abilities to the fullest with their true talents.
What he said, Yang Lin should be fart, this is really uncomfortable for Yang Lin not to send money.
"I’ve come here, now I’m going to retreat directly, I can’t help being said that the princess despises the royal family, dreams, wait for me to sign up for me, when I’m eliminated, let’s leave immediately. Let me tell you, I’m feeling very uncomfortable now. Especially this princess, actually colluded with Ling to lie to me!"
Yang Lin looked at Qian Yexue in the Qingting Hall. God knew that Qian Yexue was also looking here. The two eyes looked at each other, and this girl suddenly lowered her face in embarrassment.
Really, she didn't get angry, and seeing her like this, it made Yang Lin's determination to retreat immediately. In fact, there is nothing to do without retreating, because painting is not possible at all, and it is a waste of money.
"Little sister Ye Xue, is it possible that you know this person?"
It was Fairy Yaoguang who spoke. With her strength, Qian Yexue naturally couldn't escape her magic eye with any small movements.
"He had a life-saving grace to me," Qian Yexue was very nervous at first, but now she felt relieved inexplicably after seeing Yang Lin appear.
Seeing her like this, the eldest prince frowned and said: "But I think this person is rude, he is obviously a person who doesn't understand etiquette. If this person wins the first place, it will be a shame to my royal face."
Fairy Yaoguang believes that, "The test of recruiting relatives will naturally choose the best choice. As a princess, it is natural to find a good man who can be worthy of all aspects. You can't make a special selection just because he saves the princess. That would be unfair. !"
Fairy Yaoguang had a really bad impression of Yang Lin. She believed that the head of the school was very well-trained, but she had been staring at Yang Lin before she played, and she had long been uncomfortable. It was still a savior, and looking at Qian Yexue's appearance, she was also extremely opposed to the two.
"Fairy is right. There are three levels for this recruitment, but he won't be able to achieve any climate if he wants to come to him as a mountain villager. It's already late, I will order to go down, and the test will begin."
In the hearts of the eldest prince and fairy Yaoguang, Yang Lin had already fallen out of the rankings, but he couldn't get rid of him yet.
Many young talents gathered together, and a maid distributed pen, ink, paper and inkstone separately. The time was limited to the time of a stick of incense, and the subject matter was chosen by choice.
Because I can't paint, even if I'm very good at dreaming, it's still useless if I can't paint.
When everyone else was looking for a quiet place somewhere in Xiaoxie to concentrate on painting, Yang Lin instead became idle.
So now, his actions have once again attracted the attention of Fairy Yaoguang in Qingting, "Now that the first level test is open, why does this person not concentrate on painting, and what does it mean to walk around?"
The prince said with disdain: "Where does the Yamamura nofu know noble things, I don't think he doesn't paint, but he doesn't know how."
Fairy Yaoguang likes to paint and play the piano on weekdays. When she sees this, she doesn't like Yang Lin even more.
But Qian Yexue was shocked. She heard from Ling Chuan that Yang Lin was not good at painting. Could this be true?
If Yang Lin was eliminated at the first level, what would he do?
At the same time, her gaze fell on a young talent in the field who was determined to win, Wang Honghua, the son of General Zuo. Why didn't she know, in fact, this invitation to marry had already been agreed, and General Zuo had a good relationship with the prince. In nominal terms, this recruit recruited talented people, but in fact it was just to give Wang Honghua, the son of General Zuo, a name.
She wanted to refuse, but the father was about to die. The eldest prince proposed to invite relatives in the name of Chongxi, and with the consent of the father, if she did not comply, she would definitely become an unfilial daughter.
Seeing Yang Lin still wandering around with fantasy dreams, her heart slowly cooled down. Sure enough, you still have to be at the mercy of someone to marry someone you don't like.
Needless to say, it will definitely become a chess piece, and the fate of his life will be bound by it.
The stick of incense standing next to him quickly burned one-third, but seeing Yang Lin still walking around, the eldest prince smiled comfortably. As expected, Yang Lin was just a wild monkey in the mountain. No matter how much friendship with the princess is, it is absolutely impossible for him to stand up under the established rules.
I thought it was an opponent, but the result was so weak that the eldest prince felt even more comfortable.