my lady is dinner

"You, how did you know that you like men too?!"

"Because Zijin likes Daddy!"

"Idiot... Baili Quin doesn't like men like this... You are too young to understand."

"Huh? Really? Anyway, anyway, Zijin likes daddy, very much, favorite ~ like, like this big!" Rong Zijin said, clenched his fists: "It's so big, it's as big as Zijin's heart! "

"..." Rong Yinchen couldn't speak, just rubbed Zijin's hair, and felt a feeling in his heart that he had never experienced before, moved?It's not like... Then, what is it?

……

On the second day of the talent competition, after the first round of screening, there were only 200 registered disciples with outstanding strength. Due to the sudden advance of the competition and the delayed launch of the content of the competition, some disciples who relied on the elixir that had been refined before were not really prepared. The palms are sweaty, but there are also some outstanding players who are full of confidence.

Looking at the various forms of beings in the audience, Bailiqin smiled playfully, and said lazily: "Well, now, don't rush to compete, test your luck first, it's related to your next three games ~ Form a good line, go to the stage one by one to draw numbers, you know, if you are in the back row, if you are not very brilliant, we will all have aesthetic fatigue~"

Those words made everyone present change their expressions.

Bailiqian waved his sleeve robe on the high stage, and four long tables appeared on the stage, and fifty scrolls were neatly arranged on each table: "Okay, get ready to go on stage, one by one. .”

As soon as the words were spoken, 200 disciples began to line up to go on stage. Everyone wanted to go on stage first to have more choices. For a while, the entire venue was in chaos, with people pushing and jumping in line one after another.

Facing the chaos below, Baili Quilt was still lying on the guardrail of the high platform leisurely. He didn't care about it, but as long as someone disobeyed his words and went on stage with more than one person, then that crowded person, I'm sorry, can only put you Throw it out and disqualify.

After some queuing for the weak and the strong, there were still more than a dozen scrolls left unclaimed. Bailiqian would be very strict occasionally. If you don’t listen to the master’s words, go and go, so I don’t want you.

Half an hour later, the battle was truly over.

Rong Zijin, who watched the whole process frowning, buried his face in his father's arms sullenly, and said in a frustrated tone, "Daddy, they are so annoying, Zijin doesn't like it."

"The weak prey on the strong, and those with weak strength will naturally be bullied." Rong Yinchen hugged the little one and smiled: "However, Zijin is not afraid, there is a father, and the father will not let Zijin be like them."

You are the young master of my demon world, how could this deity let others bully you?

"Zijin trusts Daddy!"

The two attracted Su Zimo's slight sideways glance, and then looked at the quilt with his back facing him, heaved a long sigh, and suddenly remembered the conversation between the father and son yesterday, so he became even more depressed.

Now it's time to compete for talent. Some people are playing the piano, some are playing the pipa, some are reciting poems, some are painting, and all of them have tried their best.

"Well... so unless they come one by one, won't they be distracted if they get mixed up?"

"So we have to see whether their hearts are firm or not. The purpose of this game is here."

"Then won't you get dizzy like this? Zijin feels so uncomfortable."

"Your skills are too shallow, and we can tell who plays with strong aura."

"Oh..." Rong Zijin felt sad. He felt that he was not good enough for his father. His father was so powerful, but he...couldn't even bear this kind of situation.

Rong Yinsheng looked at Rong Zijin's disappointed expression, and immediately guessed what he was thinking, and smiled, but he always had to teach Dian Zijin something during the planning period, even if he didn't have the ability to protect himself...

After watching the previous match dazzled, Rong Zijin became numb afterwards until...

"Huh, is it him?"

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