CHAPTER 90: CHAPTER 90: YU XIA, I SAW IT

The first player for the third round was randomly selected by the screen.

The lucky winner was Song Xi.

He didn’t choose to draw, he just wrote a number.

"3."

Looks like he wants to steer this game of Landlord back to normalcy.

Shu Ran followed suit and wrote 6.

When it was Wei Yaoyao’s turn, the style began to diverge.

He passionately created a drawing of a chick picking rice, leaving Song Xi staring at it for ages, unable to decipher its meaning, and patiently asked, "What does this mean?"

"Soaring eagles and swimming fish! Three eagles, five fish, isn’t that bigger than 6?"

Song Xi, stunned, looked at the drawing again: "...You call this soaring eagles?"

He even adjusted his glasses to make sure he was seeing it right.

Yu Xia was more straightforward: "Isn’t this a chick pecking at rice?"

Wei Yaoyao yelled in shame and anger: "What chick pecking rice, this is soaring eagles and swimming fish!"

Eagles are hard to draw, so he simplified them a bit, so what? Why does it look like chicks?!

Out of a principle of "not discouraging anyone eager to learn," Yu Xia didn’t argue further.

Then added a few strokes to her card and revealed it.

"An elderly man strolling through the woods, over sixty years old, bigger than your number."

Everyone craned their necks to take a close look and seriously identify it.

Wei Yaoyao: "This thing is a person?"

Song Xi: "Is he bending forward or leaning back? Why does he have six legs?"

Xie Qingci: "What’s the less-than sign on his face?"

Shu Ran: "Is this an octopus spirit?"

Yu Xia stood up, holding her card, and knocked it with the pen tip, seriously refuting their doubts one by one.

"These are two hands and two feet! Plus two canes! Yes, I drew hastily, causing the legs to look like they are flying, but they are indeed legs!"

"And, as for the less-than sign, those are wrinkles! Wrinkles!"

"Octopus spirits don’t have such a delicate face!"

Shu Ran couldn’t help but say: "You call this unsightly soy sauce pancake face delicate?"

She opened her mouth, hesitating for two seconds before saying: "The style of my artwork isn’t the point, overall, everyone just needs to know this is an old man on a walk!"

"Your artwork has a style?" Yu Kuang said, "What style? A vomit style?"

"A bandit style, hahahahaha!"

"Wei Yaoyao, can you laugh at me? Is your chick pecking rice drawing any better?"

Wei Yaoyao shut his mouth.

Then it was Xie Qingci’s turn.

He thought for a moment, looked at Yu Xia, who seemed aggrieved, and drew a turtle.

"This is a high-aged turtle, already outliving two of the old men you drew."

Yu Xia, expressionless: "Explain yourself, what do you mean by the old men I drew?"

"Just old men in their final years, trembling legs, full of wrinkles, very vivid, the more you look, the more vivid."

Yu Xia felt better and by the time it was her turn again in the second round, she sketched with more confidence.

She used several colors of markers, quickly sketching out a beauty.

"This is a sixteen-year-old unparalleled beauty, larger than your fifteen-moon, Wei Yaoyao."

Xie Qingci glanced over, from the twenty-centimeter eyelashes to the nose holes of two dots in a circle, to the bright red lips, long neck, and stick-like legs, he nodded and said:

"Indeed unparalleled."

An impossibly unparalleled existence in the world.

Shu Ran: "Is this sixteen? More like thirty-six."

"Did I draw her too old?" Yu Xia glanced again and said, "Nevermind, I still have time to improve."

So by the third round it was her turn again, she started drawing again.

Wei Yaoyao couldn’t bear to watch, sincerely suggesting: "Yu Xia, why not just write down the numbers, it would be more convenient and simple."

She scoffed: "I will not win in such a simple way! It leaves no sense of crushing victory!"

Then she seriously displayed her third drawing.

"Isn’t this vivid enough now? A young woman of 888 years from the Vampire World."

Song Xi laughed, asking: "Why can’t you leave portrait drawing alone?"

Yu Xia ignored his jibe, carefully explaining to them: "These are the two vampire fangs, very obvious, right? One look and you can tell it’s a vampire. Then look at this hair, those clear eyes, definitely a young lady."

Shu Ran attacked again: "If you hadn’t said so, I would have thought those were the tusks of a wild boar."

Yu Xia was incredulous, looking down at her drawing of the "young vampire."

...Damn, why does it really look a bit like that!

She looked up at Xie Qingci, hoping for a different evaluation.

But Xie Qingci had already turned his head ahead of time, avoiding her gaze.

With his head lowered, he glanced at Song Xi, his eyes darkened.

Yu Xia was completely speechless.

As the contemporary Picasso, as a living Qi Baishi, she had to abandon her artistic career before she could amaze the world.

Sigh, talented people often have to endure many hardships when they are young.

At the end of this round, Song Xi was the first to finish his cards, along with Xie Qingci from the second round, both scoring nine points each.

And with the most coin points was also Xie Qingci, who gained another nine points, now totaling twenty-eight points, far ahead of the others.

The game ended, and as the cameras pulled away, Yu Kuang and He Mingjie ran up to study the newly launched product from Zhipu Electronics on the screen, a few brothers who were also interested gathered around it.

Yu Xia listened from the outskirts, poking the screen on the wall, seeing if it would react at all.

The mentor hadn’t left, so none of the brothers did either; for a while, everyone lingered in the practice room chatting.

Just as Yu Xia was seriously listening to He Mingjie talk about "resolution," her hand was suddenly grabbed.

Startled, she looked up to find Xie Qingci standing beside her, looking straight ahead, his right hand tightly clasping hers, fingers intertwined, beneath the cover of his clothes.

She struggled slightly, but Xie Qingci showed no intention of letting go, elbow touching elbow, fingers interwoven, and her palm soon became sweaty.

Yu Xia wanted to scold him for being crazy.

In this place, at this time, what kind of madness was he pulling by holding hands, and what would happen if they were caught?!

She stopped struggling and looked around.

No one in front or to the left was looking at them; all were engrossed in listening to He Mingjie and Shu Ran speak.

Feeling more at ease, she glanced behind her, only to meet Song Xi’s calm gaze.

Yu Xia’s heart jumped for a second.

Then Song Xi curled his index finger, lightly pushing up his gold-rimmed glasses, a smirk on his lips directed at her.

He was mouthing the words: I saw.

She instantly shook off Xie Qingci’s hand, maintaining eye contact with Song Xi.

He then spoke: "Yu Xia, why are you staring at me like that?"

Yu Xia chuckled softly, her words full of perfunctory: "Just admiring how handsome you are."

Xie Qingci turned to look at them.

Their gazes met.

Song Xi’s smile deepened.

Xie Qingci’s gaze turned icy, aiming at him, lips pressed into a tight line.

Yu Xia took a deep breath, glaring fiercely at Xie Qingci.

After they dispersed, her good mood vanished entirely, leaving her full of anger, she immediately sent Xie Qingci a message on WeChat, scolding him.

[Are you out of your mind! Going crazy without considering the place!]