For Ye Lanyu, Feng Xingying originally thought of hiding from her and letting go.

In the past few days, Ye Lanyu's reputation has been falling due to Feng Xingying and Qin Ying. Even if he is unhappy, he will have enough lessons.

As for losing to Ye Lanyu in the piano skills competition, Feng Xingying did not think of revenge or anything. Others thought Qin Ying should win, but Feng Xingying felt that Ye Lanyu won by real ability. She lost without any wrongdoing. After her spiritual power increased, she would definitely find Ye Lanyu to find a place, but would not hold a grudge for it.

On the contrary, after Ye Lanyu was influenced by her, she felt embarrassed to take the title of the No. 1 piano player in Qinghuang Town. It was quite pitiful to think about it.

But Feng Xingying was hiding from Ye Lanyu, and Ye Lanyu didn't want to let her go.

Ye Lanyu adjusted her mood for a long time before she had the courage to face Feng Xingying again. She really had a personality that was not afraid of death. She asked Feng Xingying:

"What else do you have to do if you haven't improved your level? Do you need me to help you take a shortcut?"

"So good?" Feng Xingying looked at Ye Lanyu in surprise.

Ye Lanyu looked proud: "Your chess skills are very powerful, I am convinced that I lost, but in other aspects, I will not lose to you."

"Whatever you choose?"

"Except for the piano, I have been tempering my piano skills recently and will not accept the challenge within a year." Ye Lanyu responded.

After fighting Feng Xingying for a while, Ye Lanyu was no longer confident. She even touched the piano a little bit devilishly and would recall the blood-dyeed strings of the young Qin Ying, as well as his low and decisive sound, especially the last sound of the splitting, which lingered in her heart.

But Ye Lanyu is an extremely conceited person, and she always feels that she will not be inferior to Feng Xingying. So when she sees Feng Xingying, she will subconsciously challenge her.

"Then just write and take turns to painting?" Feng Xingying suggested.

"no problem."

"Don't ask people to watch it. Calligraphy and painting are elegant, so why bother the city to make the wind and rain?" Feng Xingying is really good for Ye Lanyu. She just wants to improve her level, not to beat the dog in the water.

Ye Lanyu just likes Qin Mo, and nothing else is wrong. Anyway, Qin Mo has never responded to her, so she is not yet considered Feng Xingying's rival.

"I'm fine if you like it." Ye Lanyu looked proud, but she breathed a sigh of relief. She really felt that she was in trouble now. When facing the public, problems seemed to arise. If only the two of them were the two, everything would be much more convenient.

"I want to invite an audience." Ye Lanyu added.

"no problem."

So as soon as Qin Mo came in, he was pulled as an audience by Ye Lanyu.

However, Qin Mo's focus was on Feng Xingying, and his eyes were gentle and could pinch out water.

Ye Lanyu looked depressed. He was asking for trouble by himself.

The challenge of calligraphy is very simple. It is about hard power. It doesn’t even need three games. It gives you half an hour in one game, just hand in three words. It’s just that these three words require some energy, some time, and allows for modification.

As a result, Feng Xingying spent less than a stick of incense and opened the words he had written with a snap.

Ye Lanyu, who had just finished writing the first word, had no intention of making a deal and gave in neatly.

"Xiaoying, you are so naughty." Qin Mo touched Feng Xingying's head docilely, with an extremely gentle expression.

The subsequent paintings are almost a repeat of history.

Ye Lanyu left in a hurry, not wanting to say one more word to Feng Xingying!

What did you say? Did you say thank you to Feng Xingying? Thank you for not asking anyone to watch?
Chapter completed!