Star Wars Fish Diary

Distinguished guests entered the arena one after another to the soft and melodious violin, noble ladies in gorgeous court dresses and gentlemen in well-tailored suits stood together in twos and threes, talking about recent interesting events in full-bodied voices.

Men talk about the political affairs of the imperial capital and the Federation, and military and economics are also one of the topics they talk about.The women talked about Interstellar's most trending makeup looks, and in addition to beautiful dresses and lipsticks, they also talked about partners and children.

But no matter what kind of banquet it is, the focus will always be on a few people.

There were a lot of guests at this banquet, but Al already had a set target for meal tickets, so there was no need to chat with other nobles.Although he can also gain benefits from it, it seems that he is not dedicated enough.

Besides, as long as the beautiful colonel, no, Duke François, can be taken down, the rest of the fish and shrimp will naturally climb up by themselves, and he doesn't need to waste any effort.

Before Al changed his clothes, he registered his name first, and received a number plate for the lucky draw. After he changed his clothes, he stuffed the plate in his pocket, and went straight to a small corner where no one noticed and sat down.He nestled on the sofa like a salted fish. If one didn't look carefully, no one would have noticed that there was another person in this corner.

Seeing a waiter walking around coming to this position, Al waved again, motioning for him to come over.

Seeing his face, the waiter's hand trembled and he almost couldn't hold it back.He stabilized his mind, recovered from the dazzling beauty with difficulty, walked forward quickly, bent down and asked in a low voice: "Sir, what do you need?"

"A glass of Ocean Star, thank you."

Being so close, I feel that this face is even more beautiful, what should I do!The waiter who fetched the wine glass for him felt his heart was about to jump out. He controlled himself not to show a nympho expression, and carefully handed the blue fruit wine to the hand of the black-haired mermaid.

When Al took the wine away, his legs couldn't move as if they had taken root.As the servant of Earl Cayton, who loves to hold parties most, he basically knows all the guests who attended the Earl's party, no matter if they are noblemen, ministers, or wealthy upstarts.

It is impossible for the local nobles to raise mermaids with this temperament, but if it is a noble of the empire, he will definitely not be unimpressed with this face.

He placed the tray on the wine table in front of the black-haired mermaid, curling his fingers nervously.

Al was going to see where the long-term meal ticket was, but he blocked his view.He didn't lose his temper either, he just asked the other party: "Is there anything else you can do?"

"Can I ask your name, because I know all the other guests, only you are a new face." Actually, there are many new faces to him, but none of them will be like Al, look One glance made him unable to move his feet, and he had to muster up the courage to strike up a conversation once in life or death.

It was quite a clumsy way to strike up a conversation, but the reason was good. Al still responded politely to him: "Albert, the other guests at the banquet still need your service. If you stand here all the time, you will block it." Out of my sight."

He gave his full name and bluntly motioned the other party to leave.Otherwise, if the other party stood here all the time, it would definitely attract the attention of other guests, and he didn't want to do that.

"No, no, I'm sorry, I'm leaving now." Realizing that he had caused trouble to the guests, the waiter, whose cheeks were stained with blush, walked away with shame, and he walked quickly, as if someone was throwing a fire at him. Like burning his ass in the back.

After finally leaving, Al took a sip of the wine in his glass, while observing the high-spirited noble ministers and federal generals with great interest, while silently waiting for his long-term meal ticket to come out.

When He Bo, who was well-dressed, stepped into the banquet hall and searched for Al's existence, Ryder, who was destined to become the focus of the audience as soon as he appeared on the stage, was still changing clothes in the fitting room.

In the mirror, Duke François frowned. He was breathing hard, trying to stuff his already perfect body into a jacket made of special metal.

This is a kind of plastic clothing that is very popular in the circle of nobles on planet T1234. Although it is a bit heavy, it can make his figure look more straight and perfect.Because of his slack in training in the past few days, he just realized today that the clothes he brought that can best highlight his appearance are a bit narrow and he can't wear them.

He insisted on tucking himself into the best dress, although there was the most deft costumer here, ready to alter the garments at his whim.After all, the clothes were made when he was in his best shape, and after changing it, it would not be perfect.

After the third attempt, he finally stuffed himself in, and the attendants standing beside him also heaved a sigh of relief, and helped the Duke put on the outer dress.

Ryder put on his belt and asked in passing, "Is he here?"

The attendant froze for a moment, realizing that Duke François was referring to the commoner mermaid who had received the invitation. He must have been here all along, so it must be unclear, but the Duke's request could not be directly rejected: "You can wait a moment. Wait, let me inquire about the situation in the banquet hall."

He walked to the corner on the side and communicated with the etiquette at the reception desk at the door: "Did you see that civilian come in?"

The banquet was held in the evening, but Al came early because he was bored.When he came in, the venue hadn't been fully set up yet, and the two etiquettes didn't see him.

It should be too low self-esteem, so I didn't come.The waiter thought so, and out of caution, he switched the communication to the channel of the waiters walking back and forth with wine: "This is the 17th, has anyone seen the new face of the banquet, the age is about 18 years old, the body is Wear a black suit and a blue bow tie, please leave a message."

Basically, the reply was that I didn’t see it, either because the age was wrong, or the clothes were wrong. As expected, he didn’t come. The attendant cut off the voice and replied to Ryder: “Your Excellency, Duke, he didn’t come.”

I don't know if it was his illusion, but after such an answer, he always felt that the Duke's face was not very good-looking.

The attendant who pushed open the door of the changing room for His Excellency so that the latter could go out did not hear it. After he cut off the language, a weak voice came out from the waiter channel: "If you are talking about a black As for the guest with hair, I think I may have seen it, just in the southwest corner, and he asked me for a glass of Ocean Star."

When Duke Francois appeared on the stage, the eyes of all the guests present were focused on him.The speed of the player's bowing was obviously accelerated, the bowstrings were handed over, and the melodious background music pitched all the way up, transforming into an impassioned approach music, and the light also hit Ryder's body. It was difficult not to let people notice him.

Al straightened up, and Hope, who finally found him, immediately put on a sour expression.

This party was a casual banquet, without a clear theme, mainly for the noble passengers on the spaceship to relax and have friendly and pleasant exchanges.

But even if there is no theme, the host still needs to liven up the atmosphere at the beginning and the end. The host in a dark blue tuxedo stood on a temporary small round platform, holding the topic, and shouted in a sonorous voice: "Dear Madam Good evening, gentlemen! Today we are gathered together for a better communication, and for the glory of the Empire and the Federation. Next, let us applaud and welcome the distinguished guest of today's banquet, His Excellency Duke de François, for our delivered a speech at the party."

The François family, in the upper class of the empire, no one has never heard of it.Although he will be the heir of the baron in the future, the local nobles are nothing compared to the behemoth of the François family.

He Bo originally wanted to compare, but now he doesn't even have the right to be jealous.He has a good-looking face and great power, which directly crushed him into the deep valley under the sea.

Al was still unable to realize the weight of the four words Francois. He only had his long-term meal ticket in his eyes now, and he didn't notice what happened to the short-term meal ticket at all.

After a burst of loud and tidy applause, Ryder stood on the high platform, and the host raised his hand, palm down, making a mute gesture.The applause quickly became sparse until it was completely silent.

Ryder is not a leader who likes long speeches. He took the microphone and said only one sentence: "I am very glad that everyone can come today, and I wish you all a good time."

The microphone was put back into the host's hand again, and he continued to say in a passionate voice: "Shortness is the essence. Thank you, Your Excellency, for your wonderful speech. This is the eighth day of flight T1234. Thanks to everyone Working together and cooperating closely, our plan went very smoothly. Although there was a small mistake, but Sea God, that thing is just like a broken sea rope bag, it is not worth mentioning at all!"

He made a witty remark here, and those who understood him co-operated with booing in good faith.

The host added: "I know that everyone can't wait to eat, drink and drink, but next, we have another session. After this session is over, everyone can play, eat, and have fun as much as you want! "

He put his left hand behind his back and made a gesture to switch the music, and lingering dance music rang out in the banquet hall: "It's still the old rule, before the banquet starts, let's have a warm-up dance. Since we invited His Excellency the Duke today, then Ask him to lead us in our first dance."

The host clapped his hands, and the waiter brought up a box containing countless cards: "Before everyone enters the venue, we issued a number plate to everyone, and now Your Excellency the Duke will draw a number from the number box. The lucky one with the number will become His Excellency the Duke's first dance partner today."

Ryder randomly picked one from the box and handed it to the host.Al glanced at his own sign, and then at the other mermaids at his banquet.Sure enough, regardless of whether they were male or female, old or young, these mermaids all looked yearning, except for He Bo who was sitting beside him soaking in the vinegar jar.

The host glanced at the sign and nodded towards Ryder: "Next... the exciting moment is here. Who is so lucky to be the dance partner of His Excellency Duke Francois? No. 57! Which date is No. 57? bit?"

The nobles whispered to each other, searching for the lucky guy. Al stood up from the corner, holding up the number plate with red background and white letters in his hand, the shining number 57.

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