Zia stood quietly for a long time facing the cold moonlight outside the window.

Seeing that it was late at night, the entourage didn't care about disturbing the master, and whispered boldly: "Second young master, do you need to take a bath and change clothes?" ”

Hearing this, Zia glanced at him coldly and didn't say a word.

"Second, the second young master......" The servant didn't know what he said wrong, and stood there at a loss.

"Hmph." Snorted coldly, afraid that the wall had ears, Zia pressed the unhappiness in his heart and walked into the bathroom.

The dense water vapor blurred his vision, and he stepped into the bathtub, driven by the magic array, the warm warm water washed away Zia's exhaustion and made his thoughts clearer.

Second Young Master.

The second young master of the Garcia family.

This title reminds him at all times that there is also a "big young master" above.

Looking down at the water, the reflection in the water had a cold face, but a small pinch of anger burned in the depths of his eyes. This familiar facial feature reminded him of another person who was somewhat similar to him.

It was exactly like the man he had seen from afar in the afternoon.

Zia's cheeks twitched, and he slapped hard with one hand, and with a bang, his reflection shattered and scattered.

Du, Yu, Han!

A few months ago, a major event occurred in Rob City that shook high society. The eldest young master of the Charles family, the richest man, died in a remote village, and the whereabouts of the second and third young masters are unknown, and the whole family is in chaos. coincided with the change in Bid Town, and people were panicked for a while.

Robert Charles privately led people to intercept Heywood, and as his ally, Zia was very clear. I thought it was a hand-to-hand capture, but I didn't expect a change in the middle of the way, and the team led by Charles was wiped out, not to mention that even those people were nowhere to be found.

Zia was terrified, Robert was dead, and the matter might find out to him, and he was worried that his deeds would be revealed, and he stayed at home for a long time, during which time he did not forget to secretly send people to find their whereabouts.

After a few months of silence, the case gradually faded out of view, and people's after-dinner conversations turned into a triennial model artist competition.

Just when Zia thought that the limelight was outdated, Du Yuhan appeared.

He didn't know how the other party escaped in the mortal game, but he knew very well that this person would never stay.

He was not worried about Du Yuhan's revenge, and his ability could not compete with his own forces. As for Du Yuhan, he only has endless disgust and anger, even if the other party is not qualified to snatch the inheritance with him now.

Why aren't you dead yet?

At first, Zia still suspected that it was his own eyesight, but when he saw the beauty of the elf next door peeking out of the hood, he confirmed that it was Du Yuhan who he had been trying to trace.

He searched the entire Rob City, but he didn't think that the other party had fled from this place and hid in the city of Fran, no wonder he couldn't find it with all his might.

But that's also where the tricky part becomes.

The power of the family cannot be extended to Fran City, if it is done in the city openly, this will be a naked provocation for the city lord of Fran City, and there will be endless troubles if it is investigated.

Leave him alone?

How is this possible!

He will never be able to swallow this bad breath!

Seeing that the two of them came out of the model master mall, the union was in the depths of the mall, and I don't know if they were going to buy things or go to the union to do things, but no matter which option they were, they all pointed to the identity of the other party's model maker.

Zia admired this, he secretly practiced modeling in the family before, and tried to hide his identity as a swordsman, until he later ordered someone to tidy up the room, and found the materials in that room. Although the level seems unknown, it is estimated that it is not much higher.

If you lose the protection of your family, the other party will definitely find another livelihood, and a modeler with a certain foundation is undoubtedly the best choice.

The triennial model artist competition is the best exposure opportunity for newcomers.

Zia sneered, stood up with a swoop, and waited for the servants to wrap his bathrobe around him and dry the dripping water from his hair.

Walking barefoot out of the bathroom, Zia took the cold drink from the servant and sipped it elegantly.

The cold cold drink cut through his throat, and Zia's mood calmed down.

"Come out with me tomorrow."

"Yes." Knowing the master's uncertain temperament, the servant responded in a low voice and did not ask much.

He looked up and took a deep breath, a hint of viciousness flashing in his eyes.

Want to participate?

Then you have to ask me if I say yes or not!

***********

Today is the day when the shortlist is announced, Du Yuhan got up early in the morning, ate some breakfast at random, and dragged Heywood, who had been at home for more than ten days, out of the bed. Ignoring the other party's scolding, he happily pulled Kevin out of the door.

The low-key and solemn model makes the mall look different from the usual quiet, the pure white building is crowded with people, nearly half of them are onlookers who come to join in the fun, and there are not many real contestants.

In the center of the open square in front of the door, a magic array with a diameter of one meter was quietly laid out in it. There was an enchantment around the outer circle of the magic circle, separating the crowd from the magic circle for a short distance.

At this time, the magic circle had not yet been activated, and it was not yet time to announce the results, but people were already crowded around the circular area of the magic circle.

"Han, this way!" Holding Du Yuhan's hand tightly, Kevin tried his best to finally pull the other party to his side.

"Damn, why are there so many people?" Squeezed uncomfortably by the people around him, Heywood pushed and shoved impatiently. The person next to him, who was squeezed by his rude movements, frowned and wanted to get angry, but thought that the results were about to be announced, so he suppressed his anger again.

"This is a triennial event, and it's normal for there to be a lot of people." Du Yuhan smiled bitterly.

"Squeak!" The dog eggs crouched on top of his head should be in harmony.

But then again, the nature of being fun-loving is really indiscriminate. Muttering to himself, Du Yuhan pulled Kevin to push left and right, and finally squeezed to the front row.

He looked around, and the people around him were all quietly looking forward to it, and his heart was both nervous and excited.

Looking at the situation of the auction house, he feels that his level is still okay, and he doesn't dare to say anything high, but there should be no problem in entering the semi-finals. Thinking of other people's skills, Du Yuhan suddenly had the strange pleasure of going to the novice village to beat up children......

"Han's model is doing a great job, and it will definitely be shortlisted." Sensing his lover's nervousness, Kevin reached over and clasped his fingers together.

"Hmm." Although I have a bottom in my heart, there seems to be a small drum in my body, which has been beating "dong dong".

As the minutes passed, the waiting crowd became more and more impatient, and there were faint restless ups and downs.

"What? Why haven't the results been released yet? ”

"yes, how long have you been waiting?"

"When was the announcement made in the past?"

"I came out early that day, how could I wait so long this time."

"What's going on?"

……

The voices of complaints came and went, but no one dared to run for trouble with the staff.

It's almost noon, why haven't the results been announced yet?

It's not going to be announced until the evening, is it?

Just when Du Yuhan was wondering, a pure bright and distant dangdang sound came from the gate. Soon, an old man dressed in traditional royal attire walked out of the gate. He wears a black bolo hat with large fluffy feathers on the left and right sides of the brim, one blue, one red and one white. With a large copper bell in his right hand and a beautifully framed scroll in his left hand, he walked solemnly and calmly to the center of the gate.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the old man for a moment, and the originally noisy square was instantly quiet.

At this time, the old man's left hand shook, and the scroll in his hand rolled down. He announced with a stern expression: "The 1329th Model Master Contest of Lindote Country is officially announced!" ”

The next moment, the magic array in the center of the square lit up with purple-red light, and the lighted runes rotated in different directions from slow and fast, and a dazzling purple light burst out in an instant, attracting the amazement of the onlookers.

Suddenly, a three-meter-high bright purple light curtain came out vertically from the edge of the magic circle, and after a while, black serial numbers gradually appeared on the light curtain.

"There you have it!"

"Look at the number!"

"Hey, don't squeeze me, I haven't finished reading the front yet!"

"Irrelevant people get out of the way! Get in the way of the people behind! ”

"Fifty-three, fifty-seven, fifty-eight...... Sixty-six! Sixty-six! I'm shortlisted! Hahaha! I'm shortlisted! ”

"Look at mine, my number."

……

For a time, there was chaos in the square.

When the results were announced, some people were happy and some people were worried, although the finalists were happy, the nameless ones on the list were depressed, and some of the poor endurance passed out on the spot.

Du Yuhan didn't care about others, so he leaned over and tried to look.

Two hundred and seventy-four, two hundred seventy-four, two hundred seventy-four......

The further back the number, Du Yuhan was the most uneasy in his heart, and the last number saw the last three hundred and twenty-one, and he didn't see his own number.

His heart chuckled.

No?

Kevin, who helped check it, was anxious, and he hurriedly relieved: "Maybe we missed it, do we want to check it again?" ”

Du Yuhan's mind was a little confused, and he didn't react to Kevin's suggestion, just nodded sluggishly.

However, the three of them searched carefully twice, but still did not find Du Yuhan's two hundred and seventy-four.

Is this an elimination yourself?