When Ye Qingxuan came to Avalon, Wolf Di promised him that the letter of introduction would definitely be delivered to the academy and let him take the exam. But now Ye Qingxuan only felt at a loss, because everyone told him that there was no shadow of a letter of introduction at all.

The dinner party had already begun, and he was waiting at the door with Lao Fei in his arms, but he didn't know how long he would have to wait.

In the distance, Sidney was still wandering restlessly.

"Haven't you come yet? The dinner has begun. ”

Sidney frowned at his pocket watch, and became even more irritated after seeing the wandering teenager.

"Come on, why is he still here? ...... him."

In the middle of his sentence, he heard the sound of a carriage in the distance. Pulled by black horses, the richly decorated carriage came to a silent halt in front of the Great Hall. The irritability on Sidney's face swept away, and he trotted to meet it.

Ye Qingxuan followed and turned around, looking at the carriage expectantly, hoping to see a messenger walk down and hand him his belated letter of introduction.

"I can't afford to sit in such a carriage. ”

A voice whispered in his heart, "Do you see the gilt handle on his car door? A messenger tied to you can't afford that thing for a year." ”

The carriage came to a slow stop, and the doors were pushed open.

But it was not a messenger who walked down, but a richly dressed young man, whose face was pale, as if he had not seen the sun in a long time. The eyes are cold and arrogant.

"Master Banner!" Sidney wiped his sweat and greeted, "Why are you so late?"

"Went out a little late. The blonde boy reached out and put his arm on his hand to get out of the carriage, and glanced at the auditorium lightly: "Isn't the dinner party over yet?"

"Naturally, it's better to come early. ”

Sidney laughed and whispered, "You are only sixteen years old this year, and you are favored by Mr. Schumann. Your elder brother is already the senior chief, and if the Adrian family has another chief, the influence of this generation will definitely be able to expand again. ”

"I know, that's why I'm here. Banner replied lightly.

"You don't have to worry about things, I've already arranged it. ”

Sidney lowered his voice: "After the dean finishes speaking, it's your solo. All the candidates present simply have no one who can compare to you. It's your first step in building your prestige, and then I'll ......"

"Oh, that's hard work. ”

Banner walked ahead with a blank face, as if it was none of his business.

Just when he saw Ye Qingxuan not far away, he frowned: "Who is he?"

"Rotten fruit in the lower town, little people who don't matter. Sidney didn't even look at him, urging him to hurry up: "The dean has already arrived, don't let him wait too long." ”

Banner nodded, and looked back at the teenager in front of him:

"I'm sorry you blocked me, please let me pass. ”

It was only at this time that Ye Qingxuan found himself in the way, and before he could react, he was casually pushed aside by Sidney. He staggered, silently stepped out of the way, and said nothing.

Seeing the clothes on his body, Banner seemed to understand something, and his eyes were kinder: "Don't wait here, this is not a place for servants, don't make trouble for your master."

Ye Qingxuan's mouth opened, he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Banner withdrew his gaze, stopped looking at him, and stepped into the bright dinner.

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Ye Qingxuan was silent, and after a long time, he lowered his head, he wanted to say that he was not a servant, but compared to these noble teenagers, what was it if he was not a servant?

He's not that little master anymore.

And he doesn't have a letter of introduction, what's the point of staying here with a dead face?

He didn't know what he was thinking, he just thought he was ridiculous. He shook his head and waved his hand to beckon Lao Fei: "Let's go, Lao Fei." ”

He whispered, "Let's go home." ”

"How did you get here?"

But just as they were walking down the alley, a panting man caught up with them. The middle-aged man was wearing a black school uniform, and he was stunned when he saw him:

"Come with me. ”

"Huh?" Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

"You're the new one, didn't you mean you were asked to wait at the back door? You came here?" he couldn't help but say, pulling Ye Qingxuan up: "Don't be stupid, you're about to be unable to catch up." ”

Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment: "Are you looking for me?"

"Of course, who else can I find?"

The middle-aged man tugged at him and pulled him closer to a house. Ye Qingxuan always felt that something was wrong, there were waiters changing clothes everywhere, and after seeing him, the waiters also seemed to be accustomed to it, and they didn't say anything.

A waiter who had just changed his coat saw the middle-aged man come in, and immediately laughed:

"John, did you find him?"

"This guy doesn't know why he ran to the front, it's really worrying. ”

John waved his hand irritably, and then stuffed him with a set of clothes: "Hurry up, hurry up, the back kitchen is short of people!"

"Back kitchen?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at the clothes in his arms blankly, and suddenly understood something......

He was suddenly a little frustrated, and struggled to squeeze out a smile, but it was not much better than crying: "Do I really look like a servant?"

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Five minutes later, the white-haired boy in uniform picked up his plate and straightened his bow tie in front of the mirror.

Well, it's really like a servant...... What a ghost!

Along the way, he was involuntarily pushed forward by various people, and when he finally didn't understand anything at all, he was already in the back kitchen.

The back kitchen is full of people coming and going.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the fruit bowl at table 4 is gone......"

"Who knows where the champagne is?

"What if the fruit is gone?"

"What are you buying so many sausages for? Damn, you bastard, you skewered the form! Write the amount of fruit into the sausage...... Wait, whose dog is this? Huh? It's kind of cute...... Come and give me a touch. ”

In the back kitchen, the cook who waved the purchase order and scolded angrily was stunned when she saw Lao Fei, and she came up and touched it curiously.

"Huh, you like sausages?"

The cook smiled at Lao Fei's greedy appearance, picked up two sausages, and carefully placed them in front of him. Lao Fei pounced on him and began to eat with an open stomach. The cook carefully reached out and touched Lao Fei's back, and suddenly screamed in a low voice:

"Ah, look at it, the fur is so soft, I touched it!"

The eyes of a group of girls chopping vegetables in the back kitchen suddenly lit up, and they all leaned over: "Ah, I want to touch it too." ”

"Oh, it's so soft, it's like a mat......"

"It's so cute!"

Ye Qingxuan was speechless when he watched from the side, he just wanted to say Are you all blind? When Lao Fei dominates Lute on weekdays, he doesn't get scared to cry when he stares at that kid casually......

"Whose dog is this, why haven't I seen it?" asked the cook when she had touched it enough.

"Uh, that ......" Ye Qingxuan raised his hand: "Mine." ”

The cook was also stunned when she saw him: "Who are you?"

John: "Isn't he a new guy in your kitchen who has gone missing?"

"Bastard, what you brought back is an Oriental, okay?" The cook pointed to Ye Qingxuan's white hair: "Where did you bring people back?"

John was dumbfounded.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I'm here to work. ”

Ye Qingxuan hurriedly raised his hand, relieving the embarrassment. He sighed, estimating that he had no hope for the Royal Academy of Music, but at least he promised that Lao Fei would do it.

He glanced at the refreshing old Fei who was eating, shook his head and sighed: "It's okay if you're happy." ”

The cook glanced at him, and shook her head helplessly: "Forget it, it is estimated that that guy is also running away because of the lack of wages." You're going to spend the night here. I'll settle your wages on time. If you are diligent with your hands and feet, it is not impossible to stay. ”

"Yes, yes. ”

Ye Qingxuan laughed.

"What is the kitchen doing? so slow?!"

Outside the kitchen, someone asks aloud, "Aren't the truffles and fish roe all right yet?"

"Alright, alright. The cook hurriedly started to work, waving Ye Qingxuan to help.

Ye Qingxuan had just rolled up his sleeves when he saw someone walk in. The supervisor walked in sweating: "Is there any manpower in the back kitchen? ”

"I can't help it, Director, school hasn't started yet, and the school workers are on vacation. The committee suddenly said that it was going to hold a banquet, and it was already the limit to be able to gather so many people. ”

"Forget it, there is a lack of people in front, you, you, you...... Come with me. ”

The director casually clicked a few people, and finally pointed at Ye Qingxuan: "And you." ”

"Huh?"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

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In the hall, the crystal head on the ceiling emits a soft glow, just enough to illuminate the wide space without being dazzling. The white walls are hung with oil portraits of the masters, and even the bricks and stones on the ground have faint patterns, which look delicate and solemn.

The band was playing soft music, and in a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere, the older people gathered together, deliberately leaving time and space for the youngsters.

Young people often stand in groups of three or five, whispering about something with their glasses in their hands. On the three long tables, there are a variety of delicate dishes that no one cares about, except for cold dishes and platters that are occasionally welcomed.

In this pleasant atmosphere, the white-haired boy stood in the corner without a trace of existence, holding a tray and staring at the cups in the hands of all the guests.

As soon as someone's cup was empty, the fellow would rub out of nowhere, and then hold the tray in his hand, politely, and ask in a soft tone that made the nape of the neck hairy:

"Sir, would you like champagne?"

Many people were taken aback by his elusive speed, but Ye Qingxuan didn't care.

-- Uncle poured you wine, what do you have to complain about? It's okay if you don't spit on it.

In his boredom, he began to admire the oil paintings hanging in the hall.

The oil paintings look like they were all painted by famous artists, and the portraits in them are lifelike, each with a different look and temperament, as if a real person is standing in front of him.

Anyone who looks at it can understand that the subjects depicted in these oil paintings are all great masters who stand at the top of countless musicians in our time.

- Twelve uncrowned kings!