The live broadcast room of Fengyin has started.

The camera is from a strange angle, and you can't see the face of the wind moaning, only one arm can be seen holding a tray, moving between various dresses and suits.

Bending over from time to time, turning around 360 degrees from time to time, and turning silky, some dizzy netizens dare not look directly.

The empty tray of the wind groaned and walked towards the drink preparation room, and in the blink of an eye, he changed the tray full of drinks and blended into the banquet hall again.

"Sir, your whiskey, no ice."

"Ma'am, your champagne."

"Your ......."

[This voice, listen to it well.] 】

[I only hear his voice, but I don't see him, but I fall in love with this voice, and I want to hear him say I love you. 】

[His voice gives me the feeling that I am his whole world.] 】

[Why must it be him?] Isn't this the live broadcast room of the wind moaning? 】

A sentence that wakes up the dreamer.

Yes, this is the live broadcast room of the wind chant? Where did this wild man come from?

Once again, the empty wind groaned, turned away, and changed his voice.

"Who said I only have one voice?"

"Isn't that right, babes?"

If there is a sound effect in the live broadcast room, it will definitely be screaming mixed with nymphomaniac laughter at this time.

The last baby, numb all over the body, but not a little greasy.

A group of girls went even crazier after learning that it was the sound of the wind moaning!

Handsome boys like to watch, but handsome girls, they like it more!

"Today I'm a waitress at the auction dinner, I'm going to deliver drinks, we'll talk later."

The sound fades and the camera flows again.

Others send wine by walking, but Feng Yin always has a silky feeling of sliding when she is sliding.

With a beautiful voice, many people looked at her more.

What a handsome boy!

This is everyone's first impression.

As a waiter, Feng Yin has to deliver drinks randomly, and also memorize some customers' orders, so that the next time you come over, she can deliver what they need to customers in time.

But this is a banquet, not a restaurant.

Before the auction officially began, everyone stood in the banquet hall chatting and dancing, and there was no fixed position.

This is a great test of the waiter's eyesight.

Most waiters memorize a person's order, go back to place an order, and send it back at a time.

But Feng Yin is different, she can remember six orders at a time.

The reason why it is six is because the tray can only hold six cups.

In other words, this is the limit of the tray, not her limit.

Most importantly, she didn't miss a single one.

As the last waiter to be stuffed in, Feng Yin went from being hated by the person in charge to being the person in charge's favorite.

Look! That's what a waiter should look like!

You know, they're not in a good job.

If the service grows too well, I'm afraid of accidents, and it's not good to be ugly, and it's not good to be able to speak, and it's not good to be too good at talking. Don't want to be too lively, and don't want what is too dead-eyed, in short, it's difficult.

Besides, no one here is something they can offend.

The people in the live broadcast room watched the wind chant to take orders, deliver orders, and do the same thing back and forth, and they were not impatient.

[Although I can watch this for a long time, is this still a Fengyin live broadcast room? ] 】

[If the wind doesn't make trouble, things should come too, right? 】

[There are some things that are really not explained, I bet a dollar, there must be something.] 】

[The live broadcast of Feng Yin is simply my salvation in a lot of bad TV series! ] 】

Netizens ridiculed Feng Yin's accident physique, you are a piece, and I am shouting and playing.

"Wait a minute."

Here's what happened. (End of chapter)