He didn't look up at me at all. I was like bread crumbs that he couldn't wait to brush away. This gave me a strong sense of frustration. Fortunately, I had Uncle Hong by my side.
Uncle Hong frowned slightly: "You must have an assistant by your side. If you don't follow our arrangements, you will have to choose one yourself, an internal person or an outside person. You must choose one of the two."
People on the inside, people on the outside, there seems to be some overtones in this. Uncle Hong’s pronunciation changed obviously in these eight characters. Fenghuang glanced at me and grunted: "Can she survive three days?"
How difficult is this guy to be able to drive away so many "outside" assistants, and he can't last three days? However, this is Times Entertainment, so I decided to give it a try: "I want to try, three days, if I
Is it a record for surviving three days?"
Fenghuang finally looked directly at my face. For a moment, he showed a surprised expression, but the surprise was fleeting. He turned and walked away: "Try it."
Uncle Hong and I exhaled at the same time. He suddenly turned back and approached me quickly. Uncle Hong stretched out his hand to stop him and said sternly: "What do you want to do?"
Uncle Hong's fierce reaction surprised me. The corners of Fenghuang's mouth raised slightly: "Three days are too long. Now I just want to see if she can survive three seconds."
The conversation between them left me confused. Fenghuang finally got past Uncle Hong. He looked at me with interest and suddenly put his hand on my shoulder. His hand was as cold as his arm.
Breathing into my ear: "Three seconds."
Uncle Hong put his hands in front of him and carefully watched Fenghuang's movements. I couldn't help but start counting down in my mind: "Three, two, one..."
Three seconds, it's over.
Fenghuang and Uncle Hong looked at each other. The expression on Uncle Hong's face was like seeing a rare animal. He was shaking his head slightly. I was completely confused and wanted to ask what happened. I felt dizzy. My body shook and I backed away.
Taking a step forward, I found a point of support and prayed in my heart that I wouldn't faint. I finally stabilized myself without any embarrassment.
Uncle Hong's words were meaningful: "You seem to be different."
It is indeed different. I am standing here like a kite fluttering in the wind. Why do I still feel weak after breakfast this morning?
Uncle Hong looked at Fenghuang: "Have you passed the level?"
This is a game, and three seconds may be the secret code to pass the level. I looked at Fenghuang expectantly, and he looked up at me, his face softening a lot: "Maybe you can try it."
Uncle Hong felt relieved and took me inside. It turned out that there was a small compartment inside, separated from the outside by only a glass. Sitting inside, you could clearly see Fenghuang. Even when he was sitting, his body was tense.
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Uncle Hong came in with a document: "This describes your daily work. Keep in communication with me and confirm Fenghuang's schedule and the preparations you need to make in advance. Take your time and take a look. There is no schedule today.
If you don’t understand, just ask me, I’m right outside.”
I took it with thanks and lowered my head. The title on the first page shocked me - The Phoenix Emperor's Likes and Dislikes.
Fenghuang likes clothes with cloaks during the day, and likes to drink black coffee without sugar and boiled water...
Starting from the third row, all are Fenghuang's dislikes: he doesn't like the sun, he doesn't like others touching the cup he used, he doesn't like others touching his body, not any part of it, especially his hair, and he doesn't like eating sweets.
, doesn't like noise, doesn't like others touching his crystal ball, doesn't like...
I looked at Fenghuang through the glass. He was like a child having a tantrum. I looked down at the form carefully and wrote down all my dislikes and likes. I felt two burning words.
Looking up, I raised my head again. This time, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth!