The door leading out of the dance floor was kicked open by the White Moonlight captain.
Behind him, the two chattering female contestants joked about how Zoe was like a little bird who’d been let out of its cage, full of energy during the competition and making people feel very relieved. Wen Lin could only stride with big steps behind his sniper, leaving a distance of 1.5 meters between them.
Wen Lin: “Cut him how?”
Zoe’s expression was cold, “Feed him the blade.”
Wen Lin tried to dissuade him, “You’re a sniper, and Wei Shi is an assault and scout...”
However, even before Wen Lin could finish speaking, he could see that Zoe had already charged up and grabbed a wandering ghost, “Have you seen the first group?”
The ghost waiter was given a scare, “Go away, you rude man!”
Zoe described what he was looking for, “A blonde lady in a long, red dress, very dazzling and pleasing to the eyes, with two noble ladies, and a pervert.”
The waiter suddenly understood, “Your excellency is talking about the three ladies and the gentleman. They are in Madame de Pompadour’s reception room. Wait a minute, what is a pervert? Could it be that it’s a new word for ‘gentleman’ after the Enlightenment salons...”
There was a flash in front of his eyes, and then the machete-wielding warrior was suddenly nowhere in sight.
Pompadour’s guest reception room.
The hostess stepped out of the room and served warm black tea to the guests. Wu Jin accepted it from the 4D projection ‘maid’ holding the suspension meal delivery equipment, his eyes darting everywhere.
He had to find a dressing room as soon as possible and take off this long, heavy dress...
Wei Shi: “Hm?”
At this moment, Wu Jin once again thought of the scene from prior to the dance. Three law enforcement machines had pressed him down onto the ground, tossing a bunch of corsets, panniers, and petticoats over the helpless trainee’s head in turn before finally settling the wig on his head.
Wu Jin lowered his head and poked at the girdle around his waist, “I can’t take this dress off by myself...”
Wei Shi was satisfied, “I’ll take it off for you.”
From beside him, Vera almost choked on a sip of tea, her eyes dazed and shocked, “You-you- you dare to, during the competition––”
Chu Chu was oblivious and quickly raised up her hand, “Little Witch, don’t worry. I know how, I know how, I can also help you!”
Wei Shi swept Chu Chu a glance.
Chu Chu made an ‘ah’ sound and shut up in bewilderment. She waited for a while, then whispered the words quietly to show her worth, “Really! I’m a professional at it, I live in dresses...”
At her desk in the reception room, Madame de Pompadour was seated in a chair and enjoying the roses that had been sent in the morning. A maid unfolded a letter to one side, and the lady casually pulled out a pair of small flower scissors from the cabinet, scattering the six bright and delicate roses.
The maid bowed her head and accepted them, “Would you like to use the white porcelain vase?”
Madame de Pompadour nodded.
The maid: “Deliver it to His Majesty?”
Madame de Pompadour signed the light colored stationery paper and inserted it into the flowers. “No need. Send it to the Queen and tell her that I was fascinated by Her Majesty’s red dress today.”
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually-?!
Ciencia Ficción-for offline purposes only - Book 1 Synopsis: Wu Jin, as a trainee from a certain entertainment company, had a peerless, stunning face. He was qualified to debut as a lead performer even if he just sat there and did nothing. After signing up for a...
