Klaus worked hard at home to play "Little Red Riding Hood" when he was preparing for the finals, and there is still some time to go.

As for how Joost wrote this piece, Klaus has decided not to dwell on it.

"The world where stand-ins all exist, it's just a little musical talent."

Jost's words left him speechless.

Anyway, if you encounter something that can't be explained, you can lean on the stand-in, yes, maybe Jost's potential ability to be a stand-in is to get inspiration or something randomly, and 'epiphany' every moment.

Anyway, it's not good to copy it.

Klaus is practicing, and Jost is going to Madame Butterfly to customize a set of clothes for the competition.

When asked by Jost, Klaus shook his head frantically and resolutely said that he would not go.

So now, Jost and André have arrived at Madame Butterfly's residence.

"Anyone?" Jost knocked lightly on Madame Butterfly's door.

Lemyshev in the room woke up at once, vigilantly watching through the window outside the door.

By this time it was completely dark.

"Who is it?" Madame Butterfly asked.

"Jost, grandson of the owner of the musical instrument shop. I don't know what I'm doing here. ”

"Little Jost, I'll open the door then."

"You'd better hide, or little Jost will misunderstand our relationship."

Lemyshev smiled wryly, not daring to think anything about this 'woman' at all.

"I was actually taken by Madame Butterfly, so you can do it yourself." As he spoke, he jumped out of the back window, and he had to investigate the location of Bush Alley.

"Beautiful Madame Butterfly, good evening, I'm Andre, you are so beautiful today!"

"Little Jost! You've finally come to me! I thought you lied to me after not coming for so long. ”

Jost tilted his head to the side, a little out of breath.

The André next to it is not good.

"That, that, that, I've been a little busy lately. You, you let go first, okay. "It's one of the things Jost hates the most, I don't know how many times I've experienced it as a kid.

Women are really so troublesome, even Madame Butterfly is not exempt from vulgarity.

"I'm here to ask my sister to help me design a dress, I'm going to participate in a piano competition, the very important kind."

Hearing that she could design clothes for Jost, Madame Butterfly instantly let go of her hand, opened the distance, and looked at Jost.

"Tut-tut, this nose."

"Eyes."

"It's beautiful."

Jost was a little hairy: "Sister, can you see it?" ”

"Yes! Of course! ”

It's a challenge for designers to put the icing on the cake on something that's beautiful in itself.

But Madame Butterfly loves this challenge very much.

What a beautiful existence, boy! Madame Butterfly sighed in her heart.

Madame Butterfly is constantly thinking about designing a costume that maximizes this beauty.

"You come in first."

Jost stood under the light, turning his body as Madame Butterfly asked.

"What should I do?" Madame Butterfly muttered to herself.

In her opinion, Jost's appearance really makes her always picky and can't find anything wrong, she thinks she is at the same level as herself, no, it's still a level behind.

The little kid doesn't have much temperament.

"It is necessary to fully display the temperament and beauty of a teenager."

Then she said to Jost: "Your shortcoming is that you are too delicate, of course this is not a shortcoming, this is the most beautiful thing about teenagers, the beauty of androgyny." ”

Jost felt that Madame Butterfly was a little abnormal today, obviously the last time we had a good conversation, why did he be a little scared today.

Joost said modestly, "I think I'm actually average-looking. ”

Madame Butterfly suddenly became furious: "Are you scolding me!?" ”

"Huh?"

"Do you think I'm pretty?"

"Of course my sister is beautiful, the most beautiful person I have ever met."

"Alright, shut up!"

"I—" Joost was about to say something when Madame Butterfly interrupted.

"Say one more thing, I promise you'll walk out of this house in a nice dress, you know what I'm talking about."

Madame Butterfly's eyes were still shining as she spoke: "Skirt, skirt seems to be good." ”

Jost immediately shut up, covered his mouth with his hand, and shook his head, his eyes full of fear.

"If Joster becomes a girl, I think... I can't feel—" Andrei shook his head frantically, shaking off the terrible assumption.

then sighed: "The male protagonist has become the female protagonist, what a spicy painting style." ”

"Vodka girl?!"

"Huh." The thought of Andrei shuddered.

"Turn around." Madame Butterfly ordered.

Jost immediately turned around, he swore never to come to this woman again, it was terrible.

Then Madame Butterfly ignored him and was drawing something.

Andrei also felt that he couldn't like Madame Butterfly at this time, this kind of woman could only watch from a distance and not get close.

Because once you offend her, maybe you will change from a husband to a sister.

It's just terrible!

Andrei's little brother's desire to survive overcomes the little brother's own obscenity, and the essence is to think with the lower half of his body.

also silently kept a distance from Madame Butterfly, and kept her chattering mouth quiet.

"Come here."

Jost walked over silently.

"You can play the piano?" He asked as he measured Jost's body data.

Jost nodded.

"Dumb? Poof, don't worry, I won't attack you, I'm a principled person, not someone who offends me or someone I don't like, I won't use my ability indiscriminately. ”

Even so, Joost was still very weak in his heart, and said weakly: "I can play a little..."

"Soft egg man! Originally, my sister and I finally fell in love with someone, alas. ”

"Why don't you have a handsome and gentlemanly hero, it's all straw bales."

Jost swallowed and didn't say anything.

Madame Butterfly looked at him and said, "Hehehehe, it's not about you, you're my good brother." ”

"I just have a longing for love in my heart, don't talk about it."

"It's also interesting to watch a teenager like you grow up and grow into a towering tree with responsibility."

"Would you like to be my own brother?"

Jost looked at Madame Butterfly and nodded.

Madame Butterfly smiled softly.

"Okay, then I'll have a brother of my own."

He then kissed Jost's forehead.

"I want to be a brother too," Andrei said weakly.

"It's obviously two people here, why do you only recognize one younger brother, don't you see it?"

"Come on, I've got an idea, come and try it."

Madame Butterfly took Jost's hand and walked to the inner room.

Jost was still a little stunned now.

Why did you suddenly have an extra sister?

He could feel Madame Butterfly's emotions, which couldn't be deceiving, at least not in his opinion.

The mind was clouded and he walked in.

Inside, several rows are full of wooden doll models, all kinds of shapes, wearing bold and avant-garde outfits that you can't see anywhere else.

These dolls look familiar to him, Spa?

It's just that here are the same male dolls as the ancient Greek sculptures, walking through this row, the clothes on the body are relatively normal, but the jewelry, all kinds of jewelry, three gems of different colors in a ring, refracting different colors of light.

"Is this the mage's equipment?!" Andrei gasped as he watched.

These are rarely decorated on men, but through Madame Butterfly's hands, these decorations not only do not weaken the masculine beauty of men, but collide with a different temperament, as if coated with a golden halo.