An Sijin raised his eyebrows and smiled, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in the air.

Outside the hall, a large black curtain suddenly descended from the large, specially arranged garden.

This curtain is actually composed of two black curtains, one on the left and one on the right, as everyone looks at the curtain in the garden in confusion.

A sound of the piano sounded as high as the mountains and flowing waters, and because it was hidden behind the scenes, everyone could not find it, and they also felt a little novel.

After that, as a gust of incense blew away, it was as if they could smell the invitations and the questions left on the silk paper, which made people fascinated and relaxed, and everyone was not as impatient as they were just now.

Then, one by one, the white and light petals slowly threw out of the black curtain, and those petals were not real flowers, but cut out of light velvet paper, so that they were particularly light and beautiful.

Just when everyone was so shocked by this 'petal rain' that they couldn't speak, in the black curtain, a tall girl with a mask walked out, and the most amazing thing was her gorgeous dress.

Falling and unorthodox. The crane of the mountain, the cloud of the summit. In the painting of the master, the color is dense.

It makes people feel that they have the free and easy state of a fairy, but the girl is obviously wearing a mask, and the cover is tight, so that people can't see the true face at all.

The girl stepped out from behind the dark curtain and slowly stepped forward until she was only four or five meters away from the young ladies and ladies, and stopped, so that people could take a closer look at the clothes on her body.

Although the girl's gait was generous when she came, she still felt a little twisted and stiff when she stood at that time, but it did not affect the shock that this dress brought to people.

When the woman approached, everyone saw that she had a thin rope tied around her waist, and a bamboo plaque was hung on the rope, and the bamboo plaque was engraved with the word 'one'.

An Sijin saw that everyone was looking at it seriously, so he interrupted, "As we say in terms of the rules of flowers, everyone can only choose one set of bids, so writing the numbers on this silk paper is counted as a number, and everyone thinks about it." ”

These words made everyone pause when they wanted to put down their hands.

That's right, if this first set is down, in case the next few pieces are better-looking, you won't regret it, and the fewer people who bid for it, the better the chance of winning.

After thinking about it for a long time, only a few people wrote the word 'one'.

The girl with the mask saw An Sijin give her a look, so she turned around, walked behind the black curtain, and finally disappeared into the curtain, and then, the girl with the bamboo sign 'Er' walked out, wearing the same mask, but the clothes on her body were completely different from the previous set, giving people a fresh and lively feeling of small jasper.

In this way, from the order of 'one' to 'pick', there are ten whole sets.

As the sound of the piano ended, from the curtain, all ten girls came out, stood one by one, and appeared in front of everyone.

An Sijin looked at the hesitant and hesitant appearance of everyone, and was very proud.

Picked up a cup of tea brought to her by the embroidery girl, and said, "When I finish drinking the tea in my hand, we will start bidding, please write your name on the silk paper, and give it to our embroidery girls. ”

Everyone didn't care about the young master's unkind speech, after all, it was the owner, if he wanted clothes, who would dare to offend the owner?

Seeing An Sijin drink the tea in one sip, even those who hesitated had to be ruthless, quickly wrote down a number, and handed the silk paper to the embroidery girl beside him.