When Sennie and the others were seated, it didn't take long for Lord Marquis aubrey and his party to finally enter the room.

The lord of Douala looked to be in his forties, and he was very handsome, and he could be called a middle-aged British soldier, so it was no wonder that he was able to give birth to a daughter like Shanny.

According to etiquette, Norman and the others stood up to greet him when he came, but when Norman stood in his place and looked at the marquis, he could not help but feel a slight affection in his heart—a feeling that was stronger than that of Shanny.

It seems that it is, and it is Regina's blood that is influencing him.

Although he didn't know how the bloodline was transmitted through spiritual power, he should indeed be contaminated with Regina's bloodline now, so he had such an inexplicable good impression of the Douala City Lord's family.

He's looking at Aubrey, and Aubrey is watching him.

The lord of the city originally looked at Xival when he walked all the way, and seemed a little surprised how his son could be here, but he quickly turned his gaze away and turned to Xianni, with some pampering and helplessness in his eyes.

Apparently, he had already guessed that Shanni had done it.

Eventually, his gaze jumped away from Senny, and the man who landed on him froze.

It's really that Norman's costume temperament is too out of place in this environment, like putting a rough tree trunk in the midst of a thousand flowers that is so eye-catching, you can't think of it without being noticed.

How could such a fellow appear on such an occasion? Which servant's country relative must have been, and who was so bold as to allow her in? Or did this bold servant woman have the audacity to sneak in?

It was the first thought that crossed Aubrey's mind.

He was about to call someone to kick this guy out, but when he saw the other party's gaze looking at him, he couldn't help but feel a trace of inexplicable feelings in his heart.

It was a strange warmth and intimacy that made him swallow back the words that had already come to his lips, and approached in silence.

After Aubrey came to the main seat, the father and son greeted each other, and then Xianni quickly introduced Sharia next to her: "Father, this is my good friend I just met, Ms. Sharia, I invited her to watch this competition, I hope you don't mind." ”

It turned out to be a friend of Shannie......

Aubrey was indeed very doting on his daughter, and laughed and joked, "What if I minded?

This made Xianni's face blush, and she said angrily, "Father, I have already apologized to you for this!"

Aubrey shook his head, still smiling, "Yes, I accepted your apology, but I don't want this to happen again, so since she is a friend you invited, please sit down and enjoy the next performance together." "I didn't say a word to Sharia all the time—this was normal, and it was a great gift for a big man like Aubrey to allow this woman to stay in this hall and sit in this position, so how could he be expected to take the initiative to talk to this woman who was humble at first glance?

At Aubrey's command, the group sat down, and Aubrey did not speak to Shanny again, but turned his head and began to talk to his son: "...... Shival"

The group sat down for a while, while the servants brought some drinks and refreshments, and at last Aubrey called the butler and told him that he could begin.

Norman had heard about this competition when he first arrived in Douala, and he had thought that this kind of competition for the selection of dance teachers would be for the contestants to come up one by one and perform and evaluate them carefully, but under the arrangement of the butler, one by one the contestants came in through the side door and stood in the huge circular open space in front of them.

There are eighteen people in total, looking at this posture, they are actually going to perform together, a decisive victory?

Norman thought as he frantically spawned magic in his body, his gaze lingering on one of the dancers in front of him for two more breaths.

It was a man, with messy hair draped over his head, looking very decadent, and his clothes were not very good, and in some places they were even torn, and he did not look like a famous dancer, but like a homeless man who could be seen everywhere on the street.

He'd seen this before.

Norman remembers meeting this man when they first arrived in Douala and were in the tavern.

At that time, it was this man who described to the people in the tavern the scene where he performed a mental storm in Jebel Danna, and the description was exactly the same as the scene at that time, but he couldn't remember that he had tried this person at that time, so Norman was still a little impressed with him.

It's such a coincidence, and you came across it here?

Norman's eyes lingered for a long time, as if the man had noticed and looked back.

Norman was not in a hurry, and did not immediately turn his gaze to the side, but continued to look at him with interest, and then turned his gaze to the side.

Probably because he knew that his outfit was a bit dazzling in the crowd around him, the man didn't pay much attention, and after Norman turned his gaze, he also took his gaze back.

And here, as the two looked at each other, Norman's voice came from Shanny's side.

"Sharia, who do you think will be my dance teacher?"

Norman tilted his head and saw that Shanni was staring at him, her eyes gentle and her eyebrows like the moon.

What could he think?

Norman didn't bother to think about this boring question, and simply pointed at the guy who looked like a bum.

"Him. ”

This finger drew the eyes of everyone around him, and then everyone saw the dancer who looked like a vagabond.

"Huh. ”

A male voice next to Norman said, "I happen to be contrary to this lady's opinion, and I want me to say that this gentleman has the least hope. ”

This is a man sitting on Norman's left, about thirty years old, wearing an elegant aristocratic costume, but the muscles under the clothes cannot be wrapped, very strong, almost bursting from under the clothes, at first glance is a powerful knight.

This is one of the people who came in with Aubrey, and also got the right to take a seat, and it should be Aubrey's personal guard or something.

The kinship in the families of the great nobles was indeed not something that ordinary people could imagine, as can be seen from the fact that Aubrey did not invite his sons to attend, but prepared seats for his own men. In a way, Aubrey's fellows may have been more trusted by him than his sons.

And at this moment, the disdain in the eyes of this adult looking at Norman could not be concealed, showing his noble status.

However, this gentleman is not talking nonsense for no reason, and then gives his opinion, showing his upbringing: "Although clothing does not represent everything, you must know that those powerful dancers have already become famous and have a certain family background. On such occasions, they would definitely wear a proper costume to attend, and this person dressed like this, obviously a down-and-out dancer, which in itself already shows that his strength is not enough. ”

What he said is still very reasonable, and I can't find anything wrong with it.

After he finished speaking, another person from Shival's side who had come in with Aubrey also spoke: "Clarence, it is not unreasonable for Miss Shanny's friend to say this, after all, among so many people, that person is the most peculiarly dressed, it is not surprising to see at a glance, you can't ask everyone to think as much as you." ”

These words seem to be unencircled, but in fact they are satirizing Norman's lack of knowledge, and most of the people present can hear it.

Why did these two target him?

Norman was a little puzzled, but when he turned his head and saw two elegantly dressed men who were obviously not servants among the servants standing behind them, he understood at once: obviously, because of the presence of him and Shival, their companions were going to give up their seats for both of them, which made them feel a little unhappy. Among them, Sival is the son of the Marquis, and they should give up their seats for him, so there is nothing to say, but what is he, Lady Sharia?

If these noble nobles wanted them to give up their seats for him, a country woman, it was no wonder that the two of them would make their companions feel uneasy.

Instead of paying attention to the undercurrents between them, Aubrey frowned, called the butler over, and asked in a low voice, presumably asking why the homeless Mr. Dancer was standing here. After hearing the butler's whisper in his ear, his brow gradually relaxed.

"I think this gentleman is very special. ”

"Even if he's a down-and-out street dancer, being here proves that he has a certain level of strength, and maybe he can shock us all?"

Although she said "maybe", her tone was very firm, as if in her opinion, what Norman said would never be wrong, Norman said that this person would definitely win, then this person would definitely win.

If he was really the legendary Sage, the brilliant gentleman, he would certainly have a much higher vision than these vulgar knights in her house.

Shanni believed Norman so much, but Norman himself lowered his head "shyly" at the moment, as if he was ashamed of his absurd remarks just now, completely like the shame of an uninformed country woman who had been poked through the cowhide.

This made Xianni faintly amused in her heart when she saw it, and felt cute: if she hadn't seen his real body, she would have been deceived by his performance. His performance is so vivid, there is no flaw in pretending to be a country woman, but won't he get tired if he keeps pretending like this?

This made Shanni feel a little distressed, and she became more determined not to expose Norman's identity to anyone.

What he tries to do, he must support.

Shanni, who "just met" Sharia yesterday, spoke out in support, but Xival, who had recruited Norman and his party into the city lord's mansion in the first place, did not say a word: on the one hand, his father's private power, and on the other hand, the country woman who had no value, and of course a smart man like him knew what to choose.

On this side, with Norman's confession, the provocation did not set off any waves, and the game in that side was finally about to begin.

"Thank you to all the masters for coming here to participate in this grand event. I believe that this is also a good opportunity for the masters to learn their skills......"

The steward gave a speech and then read out the rules of the game: "...... The first competition will take place soon: next, the orchestra will play a piece and invite the masters to dance to the piece, regardless of genre or movement......"

After listening to this, Norman finally knew the rules of the dance competition.

It turned out that everyone really competed together, but it was slightly different from what he imagined, not to select the winner at one time, but to select the three dancers with the highest scores to enter the final round of the competition.

As for the scoring, everyone present has the right to score, but the most professional scoring also comes from both sides - on either side of their row of seats, there are a total of four professional judges.

These judges are also brought in by Aubrey, and they are all professional dancers, and they may not be as professional as many of the contestants on the dance floor, but they still have a very professional say in discerning who can dance better.

After understanding the rules of the game, a man on the side of the orchestra walked slowly up alone.

The man, with a small stick in his hand, came to the front of the orchestra and stood still, and after saluting this way, he turned to face the orchestra and stood still.

This formation......

Norman looked at the orchestra of so many people, looked at the variety of instruments, and looked at the odd guy who had his back to them, and vaguely guessed something.

"Who's that man?"

"What is this for?" ......

The people around whispered, especially the knights.

They may have paid attention to Jebel Danner's forbidden curse incident, but that's all, most of them won't pay attention to the other side of the Sage, especially some of the details, they don't know about it, so they don't know it at all.

However, several professional judges present couldn't help but light up their eyes when they saw this scene, and they thought of something.

And among the contestants on the dance floor, some turned around and saw this scene, and couldn't help but let out a soft "huh". Under such an infection, the contestants on the dance floor paid more and more attention to the scene behind them, and their expressions changed color one after another, some were excited, some were apprehensive, some were excited, some were nervous, all different.

Most of the dancers who can stand here are from Jebel Danner, and of course they know what this scene behind them represents, which is what makes them change color.

Eventually, the small wooden stick in the hands of the orchestra was raised, and the violin sounded along with the piano.

This melody was all too familiar to Norman, and it was "Victory", which he used as background music.