CIATB Chapter 249 All Black Imitation Contest
Chapter 249 All Black Imitation Contest
Chapter 249 All Black Imitation Contest
The masked people present shouted vigorously, but Yu Qingqian was embarrassed to dig the ground with his toes.
Unlike those people who can't see their true colors clearly after wearing a mask, even if they lose face, they don't know who it is.
Yu Qingqian forced a smile and looked at Yu Liuliu who was flying over beside him.
"This contestant, thank you and everyone here for your love. My friend and I still have something to do, you guys continue the game and don't worry about me."
Sensing gazes from all directions, Yu Qingqian bit the bullet and pulled Oscar away from the crowd.
Oscar was still in a state of shock and incomprehension.
By the time he realized it, Yu Qingqian had pulled him to the periphery.
"Sister Qian, so you are so popular in the sect?" Oscar said with a look of surprise, and looked back at Yu Liuliu who was going crazy on stage.
Do not understand but respect.
The world is so big, and there are all kinds of people, but most of them are good at hiding their true selves.
And one of the purposes of the All-Day Hey event is to let everyone break free and be themselves.
"Don't look, don't look." Yu Qingqian pulled Oscar and hurried to the next place.
Different from the road up the mountain, the road halfway up the mountain is now paved with neat marble, with even gaps, which will be very comfortable for patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
After walking less than 50 meters, there is a lonely tree standing on the right side.The lush green leaves sway under the breeze, and occasionally a few pieces fall, but they are more vibrant.
"It turned out to be this tree." Yu Qingqian seemed to recall something, and her speaking speed slowed down.
Oscar looked at the tree beside him, then at Yu Qingqian, and asked, "Sister Qian, what's wrong with this tree?"
Yu Qingqian came back to her senses, smiled mysteriously, walked to the other side of the tree, and called Oscar over.
Oscar walked over on the stone slab beside him, and when he looked up, he saw something like a blessing bag hanging on the treetop.
Yu Qingqian felt nostalgic, "I planted this tree."
"Huh?" Oscar was a little surprised, after all, the location of this tree is very mysterious, and looking at the world of soul masters, there are a few soul masters who would go to plant trees with nothing to do.
"Want to know the story of this tree?"
"What?" Oscar thought that there was some touching story or unforgettable emotion behind this tree.
Just as he was brewing his emotions, he and Yu Qingqian walked into the blessing bag-like thing, Yu Qingqian's words interrupted his brain supply in an instant.
"Let me tell you, this tree is a fortune tree. I planted it, which means that I will definitely have good fortune in the future!"
Yu Qingqian's eyes lit up, and she could feel the piety in her heart when she said this.
The comforting words that Oscar was about to utter were on his lips, but he swallowed them down.
He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Really? It's great."
Yu Qingqian raised her eyebrows: "Don't believe me? You know, it must be thanks to this tree that I can make so much money."
She looked swearing, "Do you think there is a god in this world?"
Oscar thought for a while, and replied: "There should be. Although it is only something that exists in legends, I still know that there is a land of gods on this continent."
Yu Qingqian agreed very much, and slapped Oscar on the shoulder: "In that case, how do you know that there is no God of Wealth in this world?"
Although Oscar is a soul master, he is even more of an ordinary person.Apart from cultivation, the gold soul coin is what he misses the most. This is also thanks to the influence of Dean Flender.
"Oh~ I see!" He clapped his hands suddenly, "When I go back to the college, I will plant one in my room!"
Oscar has no big ambitions, and making money with Yu Qingqian is his goal.In the end, he was able to join the Salted Fish Sect, and then under the leadership of Sister Qian, he reached the peak of Qian Sheng.
"Children can be taught." Yu Qingqian nodded with satisfaction, and then took out her all-black sports suit from the soul guide.
It just so happened that Yu Qingqian was wearing a jacket and pants today, and the all-black suit, which was one size bigger, was just enough to fit on.
Put on a golden pen and black hood, you don't look too much like a thug who robbed a house.
"Oscar, let me tell you, this kind of event is very rare, and I will never miss it. How about it, do you want you to get up?"
Putting on the equipment in front of Oscar, she rubbed her hands together and asked Oscar with a smile.
To be honest, Oscar is quite a social person.
But in front of Yu Qingqian, it's still not enough.
Yu Qingqian wanted someone to act together, so she continued to say, "Don't worry, no one will like you when you wear a mask. No one will stop you from eating shit at this event."
Oscar: "."
I thank you.
"Hey, Sister Qian, why don't you give me a suit like yours? My clothes are too distinctive, and it will be embarrassing if I meet someone I've seen before."
Yu Qingqian took out a set and handed it to Oscar, turned around with her hands behind her back, like an old lady patrolling mountains, and walked towards the all-black imitation contest ahead.
The all-black imitation contest, as the name suggests, is to wear an all-black suit and imitate the person you want to imitate.
This is also the reason why Yu Qingqian took out the little black suit.
Oscar was in a complicated mood.
It seemed that when Xiaosan was competing with Feng Xiaotian, the little black man who suddenly appeared was Miss Qian.
Hard hammered.
After taking a long time to put on the little black suit, Oscar was still a little uncomfortable.
The suit was too big for Yu Qingqian, but it was a bit tight for Oscar.
In other words, if it is more easy to understand, it is a bit stuck in the crotch.
Oscar caught up with Yu Qingqian, and before he got used to it, Yu Qingqian had already started her performance.
While he was dawdling, Yu Qingqian had signed up for the famous imitation contest, and went to the battlefield wearing her all-black jersey.
She adjusted her voice, took out a fan from nowhere, and shook it slowly.
"Ahem, hello everyone, I'm Yu Ni Wuguan, a contestant, and this time I'm going to imitate our old patriarch Yu Mu! This fan will be given to everyone as a random gift, I hope everyone will join in!"
After all, Yu Qingqian threw the fan domineeringly sideways, and it landed on a tall and mighty looking person.
The man took the fan, feeling quite appreciative: "Okay, look forward to it!"
Yu Qingqian's lips under the hood were slightly hooked, and she couldn't suppress her smile even before she started performing.
Yu Qingqian took out a recliner from the soul guide and lay down on it. From the two holes in the headgear, it could be seen that she had slowly closed her eyes.
For the next half a minute, Yu Qingqian didn't move much, making Oscar think that Yu Qingqian had fallen asleep.
The next second, she opened her eyes suddenly, and the moment she straightened up, she touched her beard with her hand, and shouted loudly: "Ah! Which little bastard came to pluck my beard again!"
(End of this chapter)