Ping An Street, 101.

Mary's Bakery!

"Name?"

"Aslan Clinton!"

"Age?"

"Fifteen."

"Origin?"

"The people of Berliner in Roland."

"Gender?"

"You... Can't you see it? ”

"What will you do?"

"Only you don't know, no I won't!"

"Okay, interview over!"

Mrs. Mary drooped her upper eyelids, glanced at Aslan indifferently, and said, "Unqualified, you can go." ”

Aslan glared and said, "Nani? I haven't even started playing, why are you over?! ”

……

Mrs. Mary is the owner of this bakery, and the old lady is in her fifties this year, and although she is old and has gray hair, she does not look old at all, and she is in good spirits!

She is tall, her skin is slightly dark, she does not have the delicate and feminine that women are unique, she is very strong, very powerful, and she is about to catch up with Yao Ming in terms of size and size, and she is three or four heads taller than Aslan.

Aslan, who was already thin, stood in front of the old lady and instantly turned into a hobbit, and under the gaze of the latter's piercing eyes, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to gasp.

Esmeralda!

This is what you call a good person like the goddess of the lake? Kind and kind? How do you look like a witch?

Wow! That's right! I remembered that she was the mean-sounding old witch who ordered me to be carried out in the sun!

Aslan secretly looked at the fierce Mrs. Mary, and slandered her stomach very resentfully.

"Please, beautiful and kind Mrs. Mary, let Aslan stay."

At this time, Esmeralda grabbed Mrs. Mary's arm and interceded on Aslan's behalf: "Although he seems to be dull-headed, not very clever, and has little strength, he is actually ......."

Speaking of this, she hesitated for a while, her appearance was extremely far-fetched, and she said with difficulty: "He is a good person!" ”

Hey, Esmeralda, how do you speak?

Hearing this, Aslan suddenly became calm, and hurriedly defended himself: "Actually...... I'm a genius! ”

"Shut up!"

Mrs. Mary and Esmeralda glared at Aslan together!

Wow! It's too wide to be afraid!

The angry woman was like a tiger, and this murderous look was cast at him, which immediately made him tighten his mouth, and he no longer dared to interject casually.

"Ace! Your compassion is too overflowing, this kid is a thief, and he is not a good person at first glance. Mrs. Mary squinted at Aslan and said, "Maybe it's a demon, I think it's better to inform the royal city guards to arrest him." ”

Old! Witch! Old woman!

Aslan kept drawing circles and cursing her!

"No, when I first met Aslan, he was so hungry that he only had one breath left, how could he be a demon." Esmeralda explained.

"Oh, so he really isn't a demon." Mrs. Mary nodded slightly at Aslan, as if I had wronged you just now, but the next sentence immediately made the latter go crazy.

"But he must be an idiot!"

Mrs. Mary said seriously: "Fools are more hateful than demons, and my bakery doesn't accept fools!" ”

Insult me! You've insulted me again!

Aslan glared at him, and said indignantly in his heart: "You guys just bullied me to be honest......"

"Please, Mrs. Mary, take him, or he will starve." Esmeralda's eyes were teary and her little mouth was ruddy, and she kept pleading with Mrs. Mary, and even a woman could not resist her pitiful and delicate appearance.

"Alas, there's really nothing I can do about you."

Mrs. Mary sighed helplessly, and rubbed her temples with some headache.

"Hee-hee, thank you, Mrs. Mary, I knew you were the best!"

Esmeralda was overjoyed, knowing that this was basically done, and hurriedly ran behind Mrs. Mary with a smile and a flattering massage on her back.

Only Aslan, who had no eyesight, was on the side, and secretly looked at Mrs. Mary with aggrieved and resentful eyes, still drawing circles in her heart about the old witch.

"Hey! That dumb boy...... Come here! ”

Mrs. Mary lowered her eyelids and hooked her hand at Aslan, who reluctantly walked over and pouted, "What are you doing?" ”

"Kid be smart, I'll give you another chance, what are your specialties, what will you order, tell me clearly?" Mrs. Mary said.

As soon as Aslan heard this, he quickly expressed himself: "Only you don't know, I won't do without it!" ”

"Huh?"

Mrs. Mary, with a dark face, made a neck wipe gesture at Aslan, meaning, "I don't mind giving you a ride if you want to die!" ”

"Okay, I was wrong, I'm sorry......"

Aslan felt that Mrs. Mary's expression was as terrible as that of a demon, and immediately confessed, apologized again and again, and no longer bragged but accepted her fate: "I will do whatever you tell me to do." ”

"Then you can sing a song." Mrs. Mary crossed her arms and said lightly.

Sing? Singing again?

Why do people in this world like to make people sing when they interview for jobs?

The corners of Aslan's mouth twitched, and he looked up stiffly at Mrs. Mary, and tried to ask, "My singing is not enjoyable to ordinary people, are you sure you want to listen to it?" ”

"Hmm."

Aslan: "......"

Gradually, he showed a solemn expression, seriously thinking about whether to break himself off now, or to be beaten to death later.

"Aslan, come on!"

Esmeralda clenched her little fists and cheered Aslan on.

At this moment, Aslan looked at the girl's sweet smile, and suddenly felt like she had been beaten with chicken blood, full of strength, and spit out two words firmly from her mouth: "I!" Sing! ”

Take a deep breath and relax.

Hundreds of rivers enter the sea, and the air sinks into the dantian.

If you want to practice this skill, you must first go to the palace.

The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than is lost......

The formulas of various martial arts cheats kept emerging in his mind, and the essence of the martial arts of the heroic predecessors was continuously infused into his body, and Aslan felt that his second pulse of Rendu was gradually opening...... A batch of confidence!

Finally start singing:

"Dead! I want to love ~ not dripping and not happy! How deep is the feeling~ only like this...... It's enough ~ confession! He reveled in his singing and couldn't help himself.

"Love when you die! If you don't cry until you smile or smile, the universe will destroy your heart...... Well? ”

Before the word "still" could be spit out, a cold murderous aura suddenly struck, making Aslan excited, and immediately shut up very knowingly and stopped letting go of himself.

He coughed lightly, looked at the dull eyes and stiff faces of Mrs. Mary and Esmeralda, smiled a little awkwardly, and said, "This song doesn't suit my style, change it, change it......"

Then, after a pause, Aslan carefully selected another classic song and continued to sing:

"The first snow of 2002 ~ more than ever... Coming ~ later! The No. 2 car parked on the eighth floor took away the last drop of falling drops... Yellow Leaves~"

The song is here, and there is no sound!

Because Aslan had been beaten down by a furious Mrs. Mary.

No way, the songs are all good songs.

But who made him born with a male duck voice, and a good song turned into Zhang Zhen telling ghost stories in his mouth, and the cold wind was swishing, who could bear it?

In the end, after this interview, the boss was so angry that he was furious, and Aslan was beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen......

He collapsed to the ground weakly, looking at the white ceiling, with unwilling tears in his eyes, and let out an angry denunciation and roar of ugly human nature: "Art...... Never to be understood! ”