At the same time as Le Xiaotian was recruiting, a big event was also happening here in the Southern Elf Kingdom of Wuwu. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Millions of water sprites are sending off their esteemed princess, crape myrtle.

The elf race, with the racial advantage of a beautiful singing voice, the spirit clan branch in the division of the twelve major clans, and the first clan in the new edition of the "Mixed Water Ten Spirits" "Jade Ten Spirits".

The water jade of the spirit - the spirit is good at it, and it returns to the spirit through it. First there is communication, then there is sameness, if you want to become a spirit, first equalize.

There are other Nine Spirit Clans, Golden Ten Demons, Silver Sixteen Saints, Black Iron Ten Demons, and Bronze Eleven below, and Le Xiaotian is the last race among the Bronze Eleven-Mortal Race.

In other words, just in terms of racial status, Le Xiaotian and Ziwei are 56 levels apart.

However, it is such a world of difference that they are about to meet.

Because Le Xiaotian is not a mortal Le Xiaotian on the surface, Ziwei is also a water elf race of thousands of sub-races of the elf race.

At this time, the lush forest is full of tearful water spirits, because their princess is leaving.

As Ziwei's mother, the third daughter in front of her is what she is most worried about. However, the current Water Spirit Empress also choked up and said: "Xiaowei, go, the whole university has begun, and my mother has always believed that there are people who can find your value, and have been waiting for you." ”

Listening to her mother's instructions, and looking at the reluctant expressions of thousands of people, this scene touched the heart of the beautiful crape myrtle. Her clear blue pupils couldn't help but cross two crystal teardrops.

However, knowing her own situation and making her own decision, Ziwei nodded with difficulty but extremely firmly: "Hmm." ”

As Ziwei's back became farther and farther away, the Water Spirit Empress knelt on the grassland and said with a reverent face: "Tianzi, please save my daughter." You gave her the most beautiful singing voice, but, but. Cry, please make sure that Xiaowei finds her conductor. ”

Tens of millions of water elves also knelt on the ground at this time, humming beautiful melodies and praying for their princesses religiously.

Ten days later, the Imperial Capital of the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Kingdom was Emperor Dragon City.

After ten consecutive days of traveling, Ziwei has now come to this fairy city. And her purpose is also very simple, to find a conductor who can be entrusted with her life, so as to realize her wish - to sing to her heart's content.

Looking at this stunningly beautiful woman, Ziwei was full of astonishing praise everywhere she passed.

At this time, a teenager in dementia was the first to come back to his senses, and then went up with a flushed face and handed out a leaflet.

While plucking up his courage, he spoke: "Hello Dancer, do you need to know about the recruitment of the hottest musicians in the Imperial Capital right now?" I don't know much about your world, but the recruiter this time is said to be the disciple of the dancing god. ”

Ziwei didn't want to stop, but after hearing the word god of dance, she took the leaflet.

Seeing the goddess in front of him take the leaflet, the teenager was so excited that he fainted with joy. Because the goddess in front of her is an elf, although I don't know what race of elves it is, 99% of the elves are born dancers!

Realizing that this kind of high-level creature had taken over his leaflet, the teenager was eager to pull out everything he knew: "It is said that the standard of this recruitment is extremely high, and none of the hundreds of thousands of applicants in ten days can be successfully selected for the ......."

Listening to the gushing narration, more and more people had gathered, Ziweixiu's face flushed slightly, and she nodded lightly and walked away quickly.

At this time, a stack of leaflets in the young man's hand fell to the ground with a snap, and his expression was completely demented, and his whole body was immersed in the great happiness that Ziwei nodded to him.

And Ziwei, who was speeding up, secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she was thousands of meters away, and the expression on her face returned to normal.

After a pause, she picked up the color-printed leaflet and looked at it - the Star Soul Philharmonic Orchestra is recruiting 88 Star Gods, not afraid that you have strength, but afraid that you don't have strength. Extraordinary dancers are preferred!

If it is said in normal times, Le Xiaotian's propaganda slogan is a scorned existence, because he is a mortal himself.

However, after ten days of word of mouth, plus the reason for his own dance horn Ziyang, the musicians flocked to it.

Similarly, I don't know what's going on, Ziwei now has a decision in her heart to take a look.

Because Le Xiaotian is very low-key, the Tenglong Art Museum for interviews is also easy to find.

Ten minutes later, Ziwei came to the door of this art museum.

And the scene here is very hot, it is full of musicians holding various instruments, and the expressions on their faces are both nervous and excited.

At this moment, I don't know who discovered Ziwei, and the noisy scene spread quickly, and they were all stupid.

Facing everyone's eyes, Ziwei's face floated with two red glows, and she also looked a little nervous.

At this time, a wide avenue was automatically made way in the crowd, and many people said respectfully: "Dancer, please first." ”

Ziwei shook her head.

"This is not cutting in line, this is our voluntary concession, you please first."

Faced with such a situation, Ziwei hesitated at first, and then gave people a grateful look, and her steps also stepped on the bluestone steps of the Tenglong Art Museum.

When Ziwei's back disappeared, the crowd resounded one after another: "What a beautiful elf!" ”

"She has a good temperament, I almost wanted to kneel down just now."

"Don't say it, if it wasn't for your brother supporting me just now, Lao Tzu would have already knelt. So beautiful! She's definitely a princess! ”

"Tianzi bless, I decided, I want to be her gouache!"

At the same time, this is also the case in the long passages of the art museum, because the charm of crape myrtle is that both men and women kill each other.

Compared with Le Xiaotian, who has a charm value of max, Ziwei may be much worse, but she appears more balanced, and Le Xiaotian tends to be female.

Of course, there is still a certain reason for Ziwei's identity as a dancer. Because as long as she wants, she can crush a hundred warriors here with one finger.

Ziwei, who had been smooth all the way, also came to the recruitment site as she wished, and everything around her was instantly understood by her.

This is a large dance studio of more than 300 square meters, with three to five hundred applicants in the room, and the most conspicuous thing is a man in front of the large mirror in the dance studio.

The dark-haired man leaned back in a chair with sunglasses and his feet resting on the rectangular wooden table, a look of disappointment on his face.

As soon as the interview musician opened his mouth to say "ah", he waved his right hand impatiently.

However, the musician was a little aggrieved and said, "Teacher Xiaotian, I haven't sung yet, why do you want me to leave?" ”

At this time, the man's face changed, and his voice seemed to be roaring: "How many more times do you have to say it before you understand?" Everything is frequency, I don't need to listen to you open your voice to know if you are suitable to be my singer. Even if you can't understand it, you should know about this magic skill. Give you glory and open your voice, you still dare to question my ability, are you here to smash the field? ”

The musician was smart, and then he felt a little deserted.

The next person who stepped forward was a man with a cello, and he said, "Hello Mr. Xiaotian, I'm here to apply for a big lifter." ”

The black-haired man's face sank, and then, the musician, who realized that he had said nonsense, pulled the strings—woo.

Bang!

The tennis ball in the pocket of the table was thrown out by the black-haired man, and the tennis ball instantly bounced on the ground to the player's head, and then returned to his hand with unmistakable accuracy. "Next."

What a precise technique! Didn't feel the fluctuations of his dancing power, he wasn't a transcendent dancer?

At the same time that Ziwei was surprised, she found that Le Xiaotian stood up from the bench in an instant, threw off her sunglasses, and an extremely excited gaze flashed in her incomparably deep black pupils, and turned to look at herself and said loudly: "The winged beauty stays, don't be nervous, I'm talking about you." The others can go home and wash and sleep, and they won't recruit today. ”

Everyone said with grievances on their faces: "Teacher Xiaotian, it's still early, let's listen to it again." ”

"Listen to what, go home and wait for the notice. If I don't leave, I'm going to get angry. ”

"Goodbye, Mr. Xiaotian, continue tomorrow."

"Go on with what? Wait for the notice! You don't understand people, huh? The movements are all quick, hurry up. ”