The whole company draws lots online, and the variety show is lined up

The long-awaited netizens turned on the variety show with great interest. Those who wanted to eat prepared meals or snacks, and those who wanted to watch put on headphones and curtains, and the immersive viewing experience began again.

[Legend has it that the flower god is a spirit. When the city was hit by a disaster, the flower god was seen and saved by the flower god who sent down rain. Therefore, the city was named Flower City.

Every ten years, the Flower City gathers people to select the king of flowers, crown him with the title of Flower God, and spread it throughout the world.

However, this year's Flower God Competition was suddenly filled with blood, and all the flowers withered. Flower City is expected to be in great danger.

What caught everyone's eyes was a quaint wooden door. As the door creaked open, the layout inside was revealed.

The central public area is covered with wallpaper that resembles a blue brick and mud road, which looks particularly simple and rustic.

What is even more eye-catching than the brick and tile floor that is particularly old-fashioned is the flower statue of a woman made of flowers in the center.

The woman's beautiful hair was adorned with colorful flowers. She wore a wide-sleeved fairy dress, and the expression between her eyebrows and facial features showed that of a goddess with compassion for the world.

Post-production art staff: Who can understand how many late nights I stayed up and how many brain cells I wasted to come up with this character! ＜(｀^′)＞

At this moment, each character is now guarding the public area, with potted flowers representing this competition placed in front of them.

This state shows that he is taking a break in the middle of the game.

At this moment, the camera came over, and everyone seemed to come alive and began to perform their own stories.

You Qu was still wearing the same dress, which sparkled with pearls under the bright light. The snow-white peony hairpin on her head swayed with her movements, emitting a faint fragrance.

"If you ask me, the flower god of this year should still be mine. My flower is the white peony, the king of flowers!"

She turned around to discuss with her opponent next to her, her tone full of pride, and it was obvious that she was extremely confident about the white peony flower in front of her.

"It's not necessarily up to the owner. This is a new era. People still need to be flexible.

I don't know how many times you have brought up this white peony. It's no longer new.

Just like the last competition, the flowers from other plants won. I think we need new flowers to make our Flower City more famous!

Otherwise, I am afraid that the whole world will think that our Flower City, the City of Flowers, only produces white peonies."

The person arguing with her was the manager Jiang, and in front of him was a crabapple tree.

A flower tree as tall as a person was placed in front, with light pink flowers blooming in clusters among the green branches and leaves.

She was wearing a simple snow-white dress, with the hem of the skirt fully sewn with crabapple flowers made of similar fabric.

The flowers swayed as they walked, like flower fairies that had fallen into the mortal world, so beautiful and elegant.

Compared to the museum owner's white hair with a white peony hairpin, the owner Jiang's hair was a light green color and was braided into a slightly long centipede braid.

The braids flow like pearl flowers, with crabapple flowers dotted among them.

Wu Xi (makeup and stylist): Why is it designed like this? It should be easy to understand. After all, peonies grow in clusters, and crabapple flowers grow in bunches~(? ?? ?)?

What she said severely suppressed the owner of the museum and hit the pain point in her heart.

With her eyes drooping, only the camera could clearly capture the jealousy and resentment in her eyes.

"Dingling~Dingling~"

There was a gentle sound like a silver bell, and it came from far away, and it was another suspect who entered the camera.

Song Chuyi was wearing a dark blue Miao costume with fine and intricate floral patterns all over every aspect of the clothing, making her look particularly mysterious.

Her hair was tied up into a princess bun, leaving only the loose hair on her temples hanging in front of her ears.

I don’t know if it’s because it’s convenient for filming or because of the design, but she’s not wearing the usual Miao costume with a long string of silver ornaments.

The only noticeable thing that made the sound was the two hairpins with long tassels inserted symmetrically on each side of the head. In front of the hairpins were lavender silver bell flowers.

Although the clothing accessories were obviously very complicated, when worn by Song Chuyi, they made her small face, as big as a palm, look even more rosy.

"Oh~ My dear sisters, you are here so early. If I had known you were coming, I would not have come."

Everyone was immersed in Song Chuyi's beauty, but as soon as she opened her mouth, the scene suddenly changed.

This happened so quickly that I almost wanted to poison her and make her mute.

The sarcastic conversation was so intense that even Mr. Jiang could not help but shudder and he touched the goose bumps that suddenly appeared on his skin.

The atmosphere that seemed like they were about to have a quarrel with the museum owner disappeared immediately after she appeared.

The scene immediately fell silent, but the community leader Song Chuyi refused to be outdone. He stomped his feet softly and used the skills he had practiced countless times in private.

"Look at you guys being so hot and cold, what's wrong? Is it unfair for you to chat with me?

Humph! If you don't say anything, it makes me look petty and boring. My heart is colder than the ice chips in the coldest days of winter~(? ?д?)"

After Song Chuyi finished speaking, he picked up his handkerchief in a pretentious manner, covered his mouth with it and pretended to cry.

While crying, she looked up at the other two people.

Owner Jiang and Owner You looked at each other in bewilderment. It wasn't that they didn't want to take the role, but it was just that no one could take over Song Chuyi's acting style!

All of a sudden she started talking and chatting with Lin Daiyu, which was so out of the ordinary that it was comparable to Zhu Ping'an's acting skills, and it would probably make people sweat even more.

As the saying goes, speak of the devil and he will appear. Just as Mr. Jiang and Mr. You were thinking of wishing her peace, her figure immediately appeared.

Her place was the farthest away. She turned out from the alley and took small steps, flying like a lotus flower, and arrived in front of us.

It was easy to see even before her flowers were displayed, after all, the clothes she wore all showed off the beauty of her own flowers.

She wore a pink skirt with blooming lotus flowers, a yellow-green gradient wide-sleeved shirt, and a dark green shawl wrapped around her elbows, just like the lotus leaves and lotus flowers complementing each other.

Her three thousand jet-black hairs were tied into a bun with a lotus leaf hairpin. Perhaps because of the flowers, she was the only one among the women who did not use real flowers in her hair.

But the simple and elegant lotus and lotus leaf hairpins, paired with pearl flowers that are interspersed between the hair like beads on leaves, who would not say that this scene is exceptionally beautiful.

The beauty of China is profound and extensive, not to mention the beauty of the combination of China and flowers.

The beauty is breathtaking, the aftertaste is endless and lasting.

In her hand she held a rope connected to a cart on which was placed a pot of lotus.

The water in the lotus pond was not deep, perhaps taking into account Zhu Ping'an's walking speed, the base was extremely stable and sturdy.

Even though she was walking towards them at such a fast speed, the roots of the lotus were firmly rooted in the mud and did not shake at all.

"Sister Song Hua Nong, where are your flowers?"

Zhu Ping'an glanced at what the two people around him were saying and nodded imperceptibly.

Then she turned to face Song Huanong, tilted her head and asked innocently.

"City Lord Zhu, don't worry. Hua is coming soon."

Song Huanong put away his handkerchief, raised a smile, raised his hands and clapped them twice on the right side.

The bell bracelet on her wrist jingled as she moved, and her tone was cold, bewitching and full of mystery.

Four strong young men, also wearing Miao costumes, carried the flowers out of her room, one head at a time.

The lavender bell flowers are as big as an adult's fingertip, and one lily of the valley flower has about five to fifteen flowers.

It looks light and fragile, as if this unearthly flower would disappear from the world with just a little effort.

[Beauty lovers: I feel that the makeup looks in this issue are all very good~]

[Banxia Huakai: Everyone has a different hair color. Is this a high-end non-mainstream trend or anime entering reality? 】

[Girl Under the Night Light: Looking at the color of their hair, it seems that the suspects in this issue are all the same color as flowers. Could it be that they are inhuman settings?]

[Seaweed Don’t Cry: The front row has a lot of imagination, I’ll give you paper and pen, you write it, I want to see it!]

【Xianyu Budong Yedenghei: Did you notice that at the beginning of this episode, the words spoken next to it had a bit of a mysterious feeling.】