C168 This Slave！！

People were coming and going in the hall. Ye Wentian looked around like he was standing on an isolated island. He did not know when he would be called. Fortunately, he did not wait long. After a while, he heard someone call out, "Number 33!" Ye Wentian could not help but be stunned. Why did it not be Number 32?

He looked back in the direction of the voice. It was a very tall person. He was wearing the uniform of a staff member. "No. 45!" He looked at a roster and continued to call out, At this moment, a person standing beside Ye Wentian with a number plate in his hand walked over. Ye Wentian followed suit. He raised his number plate above his head and walked towards the tall man. He called out to ten people one after another. Right now, twelve slaves had gathered in front of this man, "Slaves, You know what you're going to do next! Stop trying your best! No matter what level you've been assessed before, you will now have a chance to change your fate. I wish all of you well, come with me! " The tall man turned around and walked behind them. Ye Wentian followed the man and squeezed through the noisy crowd. They came to a small door, and the tall man opened the door. He looked at the register in his hand. "Number 33!" Ye Wentian raised the number plate in his hand. He came in front of the man, "He looks very handsome. Unfortunately, he is only a First Grade slave. "

The man's eyes showed a trace of disdain, but Ye Wentian did not say anything. He only lowered his head. Damn it, he was actually looked down upon. However, Ye Wentian's attitude changed after that. He was just a slave now. He had to play this role well in order to return to Lo Bing's side. Ye Wentian secretly suppressed his anger. This tall man would never know. He had just walked around the edge of death, "Go in ~ Although you basically don't have a chance anymore. "

As the man spoke, he stood by the door. Ye Wentian lowered his head and entered the room. It was not a small room. It was very bright. There were many things in the room. There were all kinds of things, almost everything on the counter outside. They could be found here. Ye Wentian raised his head and looked forward. There was a table there, and there were three people sitting behind it. There was a middle-aged woman who looked very ordinary. However, the eyes on her nose showed that she was a strict person. She sat in the middle. On the right was an old man who looked quite kind. However, Ye Wentian noticed that his eyes were flashing with light from time to time. This was a shrewd old man. On the left side of the table was a man with long hair. He was very handsome. However, he had a feminine feeling about this man. Ever since Ye Wentian walked into this room, The man who looked like a woman kept looking at Ye Wentian with a lecherous gaze. His invasive gaze almost made Ye Wentian furious! Ye Wentian cried bitterly in his heart. He still couldn't control this identity well! This wouldn't do. He had to get into this identity quickly. This was the only way to go home now! Ye Wentian lowered his head and no longer looked at them. "First Grade slave. Hmph! This kind of person is basically trash. I think we should just proceed with the next one. "

The bespectacled woman looked at the information in her hands and said. The old man did not say anything. He neither expressed his approval nor opposition, but the transvestite said, "Look at how smart he looks. I don't think he looks like a very stupid person! Let's give him a chance. " This voice that was neither male nor female made Ye Wentian have goosebumps all over his body. He knew that he was currently being glanced at by an extremely possessive gaze. Disgusting.

"Alright, let's take a form. Sun Jing!" The woman called out. Ye Wentian thought to himself. En, from now on, I am Sun Jing. "Yes. " Ye Wentian's magnetic voice was very pleasant to listen to. An extremely elegant feeling followed his voice and brought a certain amount of shock to the three people here. "Look, his voice is very charming. I think he's very good! " The transvestite had been speaking for Ye Wentian for some reason. The woman with eyes continued to speak coldly, "Sun Jing. You can find something in the house to show us. Remember. This is the best opportunity for you to show off, so I hope you can perform well. " Ye Wentian thought to himself. Why does it look like an interview. . .

"Yes. Beautiful lady, in order to complement your beauty. . . I hope to play a song for you" Ye Wentian politely said and raised his head high. The three of them were stunned for a moment. It was rare to see such a faction of slaves. Although he was a slave, he exuded a confident and elegant temperament. It was very contradictory! However, this contradiction was very attractive. The woman with the eye actually blushed. "Your mouth is very poor!" However, she clearly looked very happy. Ye Wentian walked towards a guqin. It seemed that sometimes, when it was appropriate to lie, it would have an unexpected effect. Ye Wentian slowly sat behind the ancient zither. He had learned this from books. He didn't know if it was useful or not!

However, Ye Wentian was usually extremely confident in himself. He gently placed his hands on the guqin. "I hope I won't tarnish your beauty. " As Ye Wentian elegantly strummed the strings, a few simple but absolutely pleasant notes struck the souls of these three people like the sound of nature. Ye Wentian was secretly delighted. Not bad. Hehe, then it's all up to me! The melodious music instantly filled the room. Ye Wentian placed all of his thoughts on Lo Bing into the sound of the zither. Following the fluctuation of his heart, The sound of the zither had reached an unimaginable limit. Time had stopped here. Because it wanted to hear the beautiful sound of the zither. "Ding ~ ~" The last sound of the zither was played to the extreme the moment Ye Wentian raised his hand. The tears of the woman with the eyes also flowed down her cheeks after Ye Wentian finished playing the music. "What a sad music. "

At this moment, the woman with the eye looked at Ye Wentian with an extremely gentle gaze. "Wahhhhhh ~ ~" The transvestite started to cry. Ye Wentian was petrified. This music was meant to deal with women. The more feminine it was, the more it would be sensed by the music. In the end, the man was fine. It could only be said that he was a woman among women! The old man didn't show any expression. He just sat there and looked at Ye Wentian with a scrutinizing gaze. Ye Wentian placed his hand on his chest and bowed to the three of them in a very stylish manner. "Next, please taste my pastries. " As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves. I will make these pastries for you when I get back. I am trying so hard to learn these things now. It's also for you. Ye Wentian came to the side of a chopping board and quickly took a few utensils needed to make pastries. Then, as if he had started a beautiful dance, he began to make his pastries. It could be said that just looking at Ye Wentian's skilled and elegant posture was a form of enjoyment. The woman with eyes took a deep breath. "How can such a person be a first class slave?" While Ye Wentian was making pastries, He set up a canvas next to him and used his left hand to hold four brushes in his hand. He danced on the canvas and waited for the moment when he was making the pastries. He waved a few brushes on the canvas in less than ten minutes. He stopped all his movements, picked up a silver tray, and gently placed these exquisite pastries on the tray. Then he elegantly walked towards the three of them, "These pastries were carefully prepared by me for all of you. Please taste them. " As he spoke, he happened to walk in front of the table. Placing the tray on the table, the transvestite looked at the exquisite pastries and couldn't help but exclaim, "Just looking at it makes me think that it's the best!" That old man's expression fluctuated for the first time. He stared blankly at the pastries on the table. "Could this be the lost - Prosperous Fountain of God?" Ye Wentian turned around with a smile and walked towards the canvas with his back facing the three of them. The three of them placed the pastries in their mouths.

"There's actually someone who can make such legendary pastries! The taste is almost the same as what is recorded in the ancient books!" That old man really became excited. At this time, Ye Wentian just walked in front of the canvas and unfolded it to face the three of them.