"Hmph, he looks like a man's face, his temperament is soft like a girl, thunder and rain are small......" The short boy called "Jia Shorty" said mocking words, with his hands behind his back, Shi Shiran walked in front of Mei Wangchen, but he didn't look at him. After a while, someone immediately brought a stone pier chair from the side and placed it in front of "Jia Xiaozi". "Jia Shorty" took the man's hand and stood on the stone pier, a little higher than Mei Wangchen, he looked at Mei Wangchen at this time, "Young Master Ben doesn't like people looking down at me. I don't know who the explanation was for, he continued: "But I am in a good mood today, young master, you slapped the golden girl in the face, you must always give some reward, and you should give the dog a reward to eat." After speaking, he raised his right foot lightly, stretched out towards Mei Wangchen, and stopped in mid-air.

There were a few chuckles of the magnates around, and when those poor disciples saw this, their faces also changed, their faces were a little sad, but there seemed to be a little envy in their eyes.

Zhao Fengchun sighed softly on the side, Li Yuan's chubby face was a little resentful and a little unbearable, his brother Qian Duan shook his head slightly, but his younger brother Qian Rui stared intently at the toes of "Jia Shorty" hanging in the air, Leng Shan had already placed his hands in front of his chest, looking at all this with some disgust.

History is always like that, no matter when you are, no matter where you are.

The poor always kneel on the ground and pray for a little warmth from the person standing on the heights, even if he is shorter than himself.

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After all, Mei Wangchen came out of the mirror, not the poor boy in the wild ravine who didn't know the world, he naturally knew what the action of "Jia Shorty" meant.

There is such an unwritten rule among the countries of the world, when the magnates fancy a slave, they will naturally not ask stupid words such as "Would you like to be my servant?" at a lower price, after all, in the eyes of the magnates, such a question is too cheap, not self-conscious, and not noble enough. So every now and then, they would comfortably stretch out their right toes, and let the favored and lowly poor people kneel down and touch their toes with their foreheads, and this was a master-servant agreement.

Although people kneel on the ground, they do not need to knock their foreheads on the ground, which is very much in line with the aesthetics of the magnates, which can not only show their benevolent image and broad heart, but also satisfy their high position.

This kind of behavior is also called "head without touching the ground", like a ritual, or also a contract.

It is the gift of the nobles to the poor, and it is the detachment of the high and the low.

The average poor are happy to accept this reward, because a high-ranking master means a change in one's own identity and a farewell to the poor life.

"Jia Shorty" is obviously not an ordinary magnate, his status is faintly more transcendent on this mountain platform, in the eyes of others, Mei Wangchen can climb such a high branch, it means too much, not to mention anything else, I know that in this Hidden Mountain Academy, he can be much better than other poor disciples, not to mention that if he can successfully graduate from Hidden Mountain Academy in the future, then his status is naturally not comparable to ordinary slaves, "Jia Shorty" The family behind him will definitely give some support, and just such a little resource may mean that the clouds will soar through the fog and go straight to the clouds.

The people in the square, whether they were powerful or poor, everyone waited for Mei Wangchen to bend his knees, lower his forehead, gently touch the noble toes, and then walk towards his own bright future.

And Mei Wangchen did not disappoint them, he stared at the hanging toes for a while, smiled lightly, and then walked to the son of the wealthy family who stood on the stone pier to be at the level of his own, in the slightly envious gaze of the surrounding poor compatriots, and in the indifferent gaze of other powerful people, he gently bent his waist, and lowered his head towards the indescribable toe hanging in mid-air......

Everything is developing according to the normal script, and the down-and-out poor boy bows his head to the noble disciples, which is normal, but obviously today's events are not destined to end so dullly.

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There was a soft sound in the air that resembled a firecracker.

"Smack. ”

A white figure appeared diagonally above Jia Xiaozi out of thin air, and all this came so unexpectedly that Jia Xiaozi was carried out by the figure before he could retract his right foot hanging in the air.

"Oops!" was Jia Xiaozi's scream.

"Hmm......" It was the white figure clutching his head in pain.

Mei Wangchen was slightly speechless, looking at the boots painted with gold rim in his hand, and thought: I was obviously about to bend down and lift the right foot of this stinky dwarf and throw him into a dog to eat, why did he accidentally catch a shoe and come back in the end?

Looking at the appearance of the white figure again, his speechlessness turned into helplessness, and he shook his head, why are you everywhere, there was a lot of trouble in the city in the mirror capital before, and now when you reach the hidden mountain, you can't stop the meeting?

For a while, there was a commotion on the mountain platform.

Someone in Jia Xiaozi's followers hurriedly went up to help him up, and several other followers glared angrily at the thing that didn't have long eyes, and didn't go up and slap that person twice on the spot, all because they didn't know whether to go up directly and slap his face at this time, or wait for Jia Xiaozi to go up and slap his face after he opened his mouth, and he could help his disgraced master get back the face that fell on the ground.

As soon as Jia Xiaozi stood up with his little short legs, he began to jump up and scold his mother, and a moment ago he also cut the face of the golden girl, standing high on the stone pier, and preparing to collect a dog lightly. What a perfect rhythm, what a noble image, but I never expected to be interrupted by something that didn't look long in the next moment, and I was knocked away in such a humiliating way. It's like in the scorching heat, I just drank a sip of cold sour plum soup, and I haven't tried to cool it down, but then someone covered him with a quilt, and then he closed the breathable window, how do you say he is not irritable.

"Fuck it...... Cut me ...... to death."

Before he finished speaking, his eager followers had already surrounded him.

"Wait a minute......" Jia Xiaozi finally sobered up, and suddenly felt that something was not right.

When he rubbed his eyes and saw clearly the figure that was still sitting on the ground and knocked him away, his already small body suddenly became agitated, and his voice trembled slightly, "Return...... Give it all to me...... Come back!"

Jia Xiaozi's usually arrogant and domineering face was faintly afraid. With his identity as a family, among his peers in Jingguo, he basically doesn't need to be afraid of anyone, nor does he be afraid of anyone, but there are always one or two accidents in everything, and unfortunately, this one in front of him is one of them.

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