Lalala, finding ways to wrap it up. Cause I'm sure people are bored now XD!

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Chapter 17: Imposters

Qing Wan combed her long hair lightly while starring out the window; from where she was she had a perfect view of the Jiang's garden. Fall had now settled in and the flowers in the garden were shriveling up and dying. It was a sad sight to see such beautiful plants get ruined because of the season, but it also upset her because it told her how long she had been away from home. "I wonder how my plants are doing?" she wondered while placing her hair up. She held the bun tight with a large hair barrette she bought with Jiang Wei the other day. She looked at herself in the mirror; it was a long time since she saw herself dress so nicely ever since the Lu Xun incident.

"Looking great." Jiang Wei stared at her from her open window, smiling as usual.

"Bo Yue!" Qing Wan said surprised, the more she spent with Jiang Wei the more she felt comfortable around him. She felt that their relationship could match between her and Gan Ning's. "What're you doing here?" she got up and opened the door. Jiang Wei walked into the neat bedroom and sat down.

"Just watching you get ready." He poured himself a cup of water, "Aren't you excited for the big day?" Qing Wan nodded happily. Today was the day of Liu Bei's birthday, it was an awkward occasion to celebrate for, but the people of Shu weren't afraid to have a giant party over it. "I can't wait to show you the impersonators."

"The what?"

"The impersonators, every year people of Cheng An hold a competition to see whom can look most like any of the Shu generals."

"That sounds so fun!" Qing Wan stood up from her chair, "Let's go grab Zhao Yun and go already!" she grabbed on the Wei tacticians hand and pulled him out to the busy streets. Decorations and stands were set up all across town; the streets were filled with laughing people while they walked towards Zhao Yun's house. "Zi Long! Come out!" Qing Wan banged on the big gates of the Zhao mansion. Ever since she last visited him, Qing Wan and Zhao Yun shared a special type of relationship, but they both refused to think of it as love.

"Lady Ji." Xiao Ling swung the door open, "Lord Zhao said he'll come out in a secound."

"Well tell him to hurry up." Jiang Wei shouted loud enough to hear, "She's getting VERY excited!" Minutes later, Zhao Yun appeared at the front gates dressed up in his normal everyday clothes.

"You're very festive." Qing Wan teased, Zhao Yun stared at the beautiful girl. From the bottom of her head to the tip of her toe, she was dressed up very royally.

"You look very nice." Zhao Yun gulped, astonished at her look. "You should dress like that more often," he gave a smirk, "More people would compliment you that way." He was answered with a slap across his head. The three quickly began their journey across town to their favorite section; the three of them each bought a skewer of fishball dipped in curry and began munching on it happily.

"You're dripping!" Qing Wan laughed as the sauce dripped all over Zhao Yun's shirt, "You're like a baby!" she stuck the last fishball in her mouth and pulled out a handkerchief. While she began to wipe the stains off of his shirt she didn't notice Zhao Yun's blushing face.

"Hey I think the impersonator show is going to start soon." Jiang Wei spoke out as they walked near the theatre, "Let's see how many Zhao Yun's are here this year."

"Eh?"

"You should see it Qing Wan, every year. No matter woman or men, young or old. They all seem to love to act as Zi Long."

"Oh shut up."

"I wonder why they don't just name it as Zhao Yun look-a-like contest." Jiang Wei joked as the two prepared to walk into the packed theatre. Qing Wan stared up at the sign in front of her and paused, the two who walked ahead turned around. "Qing Wan?" they walked back to where she was and looked up, the direction of where she was pointing. "Zhao Yun look-a-like contest, in honour of Lord Liu Bei's birthday."

"Oh god." Zhao Yun covered his face in embarrassment.

"They really named it after him." Qing Wan began to burst into laughter. Zhao Yun smacked her across the head lightly. "I'm sooo going to enjoy this show." She grinned, grabbing the two of their hands she forced them to run with her into the packed theatre. Once in there all the villagers who dressed up as their favorite Shu general amazed them. Among the herd of people, Jiang Wei counted how many became Zhao Yun.

"I got 10 so far."

"Nono, you missed him." Qing Wan pointed.

"No I have him."

"What about him?"

"I counted him twice I think."

"What are you two counting?" Zhao Yun snapped furiously, the two laughed.

"How many mini Zhao Yun's there are." They replied together, counting the heads again.

"Man." Qing Wan smacked her forehead, "These Zhao Yun's look so real, and I bet if Zi Long went he wouldn't win." She turned to laugh at the man when she noticed no one there.

"Where'd he go?" Jiang Wei asked as the two scanned the area. "It'd be impossible to find him here they all look a like!"

"Well, Zhao Yun is taller and more built than most of these people." Qing Wan pointed out, "But you're right, they're all wearing the same clothes and have the same hair style."

"Well, Zi Long has a better chance finding the two of us more. Why don't we just watch the show and see if he shows up later." The two agreed on the suggestion and were offered seats at the front of the stage, the audience quieted down as a short and pudgy man stumbled onto the stage.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Due to popular demand and for the last past years Lord Zhao Yun has been the most popular in our impersonators contest. We had created this Zhao Yun look-a-like contest to be held in honour of Lord Liu Bei's birthday." Everyone clapped and cheered but were silent soon after, "We will of course still have other impersonators, but they will be at the end of the show. Now, let's start off with our 10 contestants!"

"Haha I told you 10." Jiang Wei whispered. Qing Wan shook her head.

"No there were only 9!" The two watched as 10 people walked out from the stage, all of them dressed similarly but some were taller, some were younger. Most of them were boys but there was at least 2 girls there. The audience awed at the little boy who tumbled over his outfit, and clapped for their favorite so far. Qing Wan stared at the 10th contestant; he wasn't doing anything special like the other nine. "Number 10," she said to Jiang Wei, "Looks familiar?"

"Eh?" Jiang Wei chuckled, "It's a Zhao Yun contest, they're supposed to look like Zi Long."

"Nono." Qing Wan bent over and peered at the man, "He's like the real Zi Long."

"Why would he enter a contest on being him?"

"Because I told him he wouldn't win it, but I thought he left before I said that."

"I'm sure you got the wrong person." Qing Wan squinted her eyes and sat back on her chair covering her mouth to prevent herself from laughing. "What?"

"No that is Zhao Yun!" she squealed silently. Jiang Wei looked at her in disbelief, "No look at his shirt, it has curry stains on it! From earlier!" The man looked again before laughing to himself.

"Well, it is." The two held their laughter to themselves and watched the first 9 contestants perform various Zhao Yun things. The elderly ones told stories of his accomplishments in the Shu army or in Cheng An, while the younger ones role-played the stories themselves. The little kid who entered the contest stepped up front to all the smiling faces. Holding a stick that resembled Zhao Yun's spear, he spun it across his head and placed his foot forward.

"I'm Zhao Yun Zi Long." The child said softly, his bandana slipping off his forehead and covering his eyes. The audience laughed while the boy pushed it back up. "In the name of Lord Liu Bei, I will smite you." He roared, placing his 'spear' beside him he bowed and walked off the stage. The people clapped with glee at the child. When it came to the real Zhao Yun's performance, the audience seemed to be in awe. Zhao Yun was telling the people his experience at Chang Ban when he had to save Liu Bei's son, Liu Chan. The audiences were at the edge of the seats hearing about his great battle against thousands of soldiers. The judges began discussion of which they thought fit the description at the end of the show while the 10 Zi Long's all stood on the stage waiting.

"Ladies and gentlemen." The host tumbled back on stage, "We have our results!" he waved a piece of paper in his hands, "And the winner is…"

Useless chapter. But yeah, I just had to start off the festival some how. D: DW 5's coming out tomorrow, but sadly won't be in shelves till Wednesday or Thursday. Hope those lucky one who get to play it have fun! (Cause I won't see it till a month later ;.;)