After rebirth I became the tyrant's little white lotus

This is the end of the bone-feeling session, because of Master Bao's words, the eyes of the judges looking at the screen in front of Bai Miao's body are almost blazing, and they can't wait to see through it. Pass the screen and take a good look at what is the real "high-quality" jade bone.

It's just that they can only think about it in their hearts, but they never dare to do it. After all, Zui Fangting is the only one in Dayin. Dare to easily disobey the rules in the building.

After touching the bones, it was the last round of competition. Hua Niang took the stage again, and this time the screen where Bai Miao was sitting was replaced as the first place.

"Now, we will start the final round of competition - those with skin like cream will not be stained with ink."

Hua Niang raised her hand and took a white porcelain plate from the servant beside her, half of which was filled with thick ink, black and translucent, thick and exuding a light fragrance.

Hua Niang held up the plate for everyone to look at, "Perhaps the regular customers know that this is a kind of ink specially prepared by our Zuifangting. It is black and thick, easy to clean, but it has a strong sense of adhesion, so it is also made of ink. Find out who is the real fat creamer."

The ink prepared by Zui Fangting is very special. It doesn't have the smell of ordinary ink, but has a delicate fragrance, and it is especially easy to wash off; however, it has the characteristics of stickiness and strong adhesion, and if it flows on the surface that is not smooth enough, It will be stained everywhere.

On both sides of Hua Niang stood a handsome young man holding a wooden board and a porcelain board.

"Everyone, please be careful, let's take a look at the characteristics of this ink."

As she said that, Hua Niang first raised her hand and poured a small half of a plate of ink on the wooden board, and then imitated the same method and poured it on the porcelain board.

Everyone in the audience couldn't take their eyes off, even Bai Miao behind the screen was watching seriously.

I saw the black traces on the wooden board flowing little by little, and the traces it passed were also dark, and the original wooden bottom board had changed color; as for the smooth porcelain board, there was no change at all—— The ink flows freely, but will not leave any traces of drips on the porcelain plate.

"This is the biggest feature of this ink." Hua Niang said with a smile: "Only people with jade-like, smooth and flawless skin can prevent ink stains, so now we will start the third round!"

The third round of the competition is no longer carried out sequentially, but starts in unison.

After Hua Niang announced the start, the servants went to the screen one by one, and moved the small mechanism on the side with their hands, and saw that the veil under the screen, which was about two feet above the ground, was slowly cut from one side, It just exposed the position of the calves of the flower pickers.

Sitting on the stool, Bai Miao couldn't help shrinking his legs. Suddenly, an ominous premonition filled his heart. He touched his temples and said to himself: "Why do you feel that it's so cold behind you..."

The flower lady on the stage distributed the special ink to each servant in front of the screen one by one, and commanded: "In the next part, all beauties only need to show your calves. The waiter of my Zuifangting will pour the ink on your skin, and when the ink flows, you can see the goodness."

Bai Miao leaned slightly according to the words, and shook the wide sleeves to free the silk bound in the short boots, gently pulled the fabric, and lifted the slightly fluffy trouser legs worn in autumn to her knees .

Under half of the screen, the juvenile's jade-like calves were just exposed. Under the candlelight of the intoxicating garden, there was a gleaming light. The highlights on the texture were like clear pearls, dotted on it, tempting to look at it intently. .

The waiter who was serving in front of the Baimiao screen couldn't help but gasped. Even though he had worked in the Zuifang court for several years, he only served many women who could be called "beauties" by the outside world, but But he clearly knew that none of the masters he served before could match the skin quality of the person in front of him.

If the guests who are having fun in Zuifang Court value what they value most, one is skin, the other is beauty, and the third is talent.The purpose of those guests coming to this building is to embrace the beauties and go to Wushan together. Therefore, if the ladies they order do not have delicate skins, it may be difficult to attract the guests to linger; The slight blemishes on the face can be ignored.

Therefore, the servant deeply knows what kind of person is the most popular in Zuifangting.

He thought, if this Young Master is willing to come to the building, it will only take half a day to win the title of Chief Oiran.

In the compartment on the second floor, Yushu pressed his slightly convulsed fingers hard, but his fingertips couldn't help rubbing against the fabric.

The moment Bai Miao showed her calf, Yushu felt her heart was boiling. That kind of excellent texture was exactly the ultimate beauty he was after!

At this moment, for Bai Miao, it is more and more imperative for Mr. Yushu to covet Bai Miao - such a peerless collection should be kept well!When he thought of the amazing person sitting obediently in the cage prepared by Yushu and being manipulated by others, he felt uncontrollable.

Next door on the other side, Chu Ran lowered his eyes and fixed his gaze on the hall on the first floor. He sipped his tea silently, but he didn't know that the cup was already empty after drinking for a long time.

Hua Niang glanced at a kind of calf under the screen, and couldn't help but stay in Bai Miao's position for a while, not only him, but everyone in the audience couldn't help but cast their eyes on that touch of whiteness, This is people's pursuit and desire for beauty.

Then he said: "Next, pour ink!"

Hearing this, every boy holding ink in his hands leaned over, holding the porcelain plate in his hands and tilting slowly, the ink as thick as the night sky without stars gradually flowed down the inclined arc, bit by bit Spread to the edge of the porcelain plate.

drop!

One drop, two drops, gradually become a stream.

A cluster of small and slender thick black ink flowed from the porcelain plate, swayed slightly in mid-air, and landed under the knee bones of several flower pickers.

At this moment, the gap immediately appeared.

For some flower pickers, the ink condensed on the texture, gradually piled up into pieces, dyed the whole skin into a deep black gray, and even expanded the area as the ink became heavier; The ink on the legs of some flower pickers can flow down the legs extremely slowly, but all the paths that the ink passes through are dark traces, which look dirty for no reason; The latter is better, perhaps because the skin is tender and smooth, the ink just stays for a while and then flows down quickly, but it can't flow without a trace-the light gray stain is also very obvious.

Everyone looked and sighed, the wonderful scene they had been waiting for for many years did not happen, and they still had no chance to see the real ice-muscled person.

"Wait..." Suddenly, a judge in the audience seemed to have discovered something.

"What? I don't think there's anything to see anymore..."

"No, no! Look at that!" As he spoke, the man patted his companion on the shoulder and raised his hand to point in one direction.

"What's so interesting?" The man raised his eyes and said disdainfully, "Hey, that man hasn't poured ink yet, right? I guess he's afraid..."

"Oh! Look at the ground!" The man hated iron but steel.

"What?" As the man's eyes gradually moved down, his eyes widened and his mouth could almost swallow an egg, "This, this is..."

Following his astonishment, many spectators around him also turned their attention to the whiteness on the stage.

I saw that the calf under the screen was as smooth as jade, not stained with dust, and beside his short boots, there was already a thick black ink stain.

A young gentleman under the stage murmured: "It's really as thick as jade, and it doesn't stain ink!"

"Although the beauty is in the bone but not in the skin, it would be a pity if there is no good skin on top of the high-quality skin..."

"This is the best bone physiognomist in the second round, and with this condensed fat, isn't it a sure win?"

"Hey, have you all seen the ink pouring clearly? What if it's a cover-up?"

"What you said is also reasonable. When I looked at it, there were already traces on the ground..."

"Do it again?"

"I also want to see it with my own eyes. I didn't pay attention to it before, so I must take a good look this time!"

"Again!"

"Again!"

……

As a result, the voices below gradually boiled over, all clamoring to watch it again.

Hua Niang straightened her temples helplessly, and softly asked Bai Miao behind the screen, "May the beauty ask the judges to look at it again?"

"It's possible." Bai Miao didn't have any other emotions. This is a competition. If everyone can be convinced, it is the most powerful proof of his strength—although it is not his strength that is proven right now, but it doesn't matter.

"Then, this time, please see clearly."

As she said that, Hua Niang took another plate of ink and stood on the side of the screen. This time, she tested it with her own hands.

The judges also opened their eyes wide, not wanting to miss anything.

Hua Niang's hand holding the porcelain plate tilted slightly, and a dark shadow fell on Bai Miao's calf. Between the shadows, the ink in the white porcelain plate also poured down, condensing from one drop to two drops into a stream.

The jet-black ink turned into the shape of water droplets, and finally landed on the skin of the young man. In just a short moment, it did not smudge, but maintained its original appearance, flowing smoothly and quickly over the snow-white leather, It gradually slid down along the arc of Bai Miao's legs.

But in the place where the ink flows, it is as clean as clouds and as white as snow, not to mention the ink, even the traces have never appeared.

This time, the people under the stands were boiling again, but unlike the disbelief last time, they were shocked this time.

"What did I see?" A young man rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"Clean...without the slightest trace..."

"There really are people who are not so thick!" F. b. J. Q.save.Leave

At this moment, everyone in the audience never believed it or couldn't believe it, and there was only a white distance between them.

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