Mayacha. Deceive the crown world.

At the border between Westminster and the City of London is a land where gold and marble are woven into a paradise of only one percent of people. Every square inch of gold is shopped for power, power, and lives above the shelves under the gray sky. But under the shadow of the high-rise buildings, fate hunters and paupers run into this battlefield, carrying their flickering hopes to seize the sliver of opportunity, struggling with sweat, hoping for once that God will bless a dark life to open their eyes in this golden city.

At the 1706 Miss English Tea queen pageant.

English Brake Fatty, a beautiful crescent girl that makes the whole world look like it stopped spinning. She has a small face size, sparkling watercolor skin, a sharp nose with a sloppy, the tip of her nose, almost thick and straight brown hair, chest proportions, waist, loudspeaker (36: 18: 33). This is Barbie in real life. Clearly, as she guessed, the reader entered the stage contest with the iron rule that must be 100% British. She is brave.

The atmosphere of the contest in the Closed-Door Tea Interview is very depressing. Many contestants are good at doing well and selling funny, but the thing that scares the English most is the five judges waiting to test the contestant's flair and the beauty queen's confidence check. In this round, the English Breakfa comes in a red suit, granate, with red shoes. It has a high ponytail. It gives the English buccicle a very elegant, very beautiful mask. The makeup of the mash plus red lipstick makes the face of the English. If the most prominent thing in the Interview does not use the user. All but five qualified judges comprised Darry Dajling Cool, winner of the Miss English Tea queen 1706 years ago, Berbego Gamothmusro, the luminary director, Cindy Cyncornflower, the front-row actress and model, Hanhan Oy Upfelver, the world's most famous young businessman and the world's most watched man, Seacenna Dazzling, stage owner and highest rightsholder of the Miss English Tea queen 1706 pageant, the snobbbish and never-feared young woman in London, the most lie-hating girl in the world.

"And the next number to be introduced with a tea of attitude towards the old British is the number.............. 11, English Brake Fatty." Lichy went for a moment with a full warp of hair, feeling like she was going to the mouth of the abyss, not knowing what was going on, she was shaking her legs a little, but was stretching straight on the stage with a face in front of the judges and introduced herself.

The five sharp eyes were fixed on her as one spot...

Darri Dajling Cool smiled tactically, Berbego Gamotrro bent down to look at the history file, Cindy Cyncornflower nodded softly to the accuracy of Barbie's face, while this Han, Oy Upflever, was considering the suit's wall aura.

But the person who made English cool to the heart pole was the girl in the middle...Secret Dazzling Nidy, Supreme Right Holder and Stage Owner, Secret in a special cut silk dress, slowly put a cup of tea in his hand on a loud saucer, gently gagging, real diamond eyes staring deep into English eyes, sweeping eyes from the end of the ponytail, the slopes of his nose, a honey skin pigment unlike a typical British girl, leaning the end of bright red high heels...

"Heh...A hundred percent pure jeans? Face and skin color like this...You can fool other people's eyes, but you can't fool my diamond eyes, "said Sekena in her heart. The corner of her mouth lifted a soft smile. Doubt lit up in her head wrongly, but she chose to keep quiet before the opening, since the chicken whoop would be fun...You have to leave the victim embarrassed and drag the gut when you're on the top to be satisfied.

"Good morning, the five prestigious judges..."The sweet, soft, but powerful voice of English reverberated, breaking the silence in the room." I, number 11, English Brake Fatty, am ready to convey the spirit of tea and tea, my typical British attitude. "

The response to English's questions was so smooth, perfect, and charming that all the judges were nodding their acceptance. Her cunning, confidence, and precision in this round were flawless. Secret did just use a pretty slender finger with an elaborate nail to spin a glass of tea back and forth. Sitting and listening in a snobbish manner, glanced at English from start to finish without even saying a word.

"Thank you, number 11. Please keep the room," said Darry, concluding with a smile.

English beautifully abbreviated the lotus line before spinning away from the interview room.

Behind the dressing curtain, Thomas Twyening sighed out loudly, the tense stress in his chest immediately relaxed, Earl Grey and Gledy Grey barely jumping and hugging each other with joy for one more round of survival.

But in the interview room...As soon as the door closes, Secenna slowly leans back against a leather chair, picks up her cell phone and English history file, sweeps at the photo, sips the last word of tea and mumbles to herself gently in a cold tone.

"Beautiful, hot, smooth drama works...But I can feel the stench of the English Breakfati...If your roots aren't as pure as your mouth says,..Preparation for your ruined moment. "

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