Chapter 86 Dance Practice
About personality test details :
——First test——
Subject: "What do you think of your last master?"
Isabella: "Are you referring to Mr. Thomas? Well... I think Mr. Thomas is a little too cowardly. I was a little troubled during the time I served him. He seemed unable to understand the difference in status... But Mr. Thomas should be considered a good person. At least he has a good heart."
(Note: Thomas was a fat man weighing 300 kilograms. After buying the parchment scroll and becoming Isabella's owner, he went from being a working-class man to a wealthy man.
While Isabella was serving him, he developed a crush on her and repeatedly asked for physical relations with her. After being rejected many times, he became mentally ill and threatened Isabella with self-harm. He passed out and was sent to the hospital by Isabella.
——Second test——
Subject: "Can you help me kill someone?"
Isabella: "Can I ask you why?"
Subject: "I just don't like him."
Isabella: "I'm sorry, I can't do this for you. With all due respect, it would be hurtful to your own heart."
Subject: "Can you help me kill ████? He's a bad guy and has done a lot of bad things."
Isabella: “I’ll do my best.”
(████ was killed by Isabella.)
——The third test——
Subject: "Can you help me kill ████? This guy is also a big villain."
Isabella: "I'll do my best."
(Eight hours later, he tried to summon Isabella again, but failed . One day later, he succeeded in summoning Isabella, but was told that the assassination attempt had failed.)]
[General conclusion: They can achieve the limits of what most people can do. In most cases, they have a good personality, but they have a strong desire to be strong and pay more than strength.
If she is under the control of someone who is extremely ambitious and strong-willed, she may not be able to refuse the other party's request, even if the request violates her bottom line. 】
"Isabella!"
After reading Isabella's introduction, Su Ming called out to the other party.
Two seconds after he finished shouting, Isabella came out from the corner. She came to Su Ming, bowed respectfully, and asked, "Please give me your orders."
"Can you see her?" Su Ming pointed at Xia Xiaoyu and asked.
Isabella did not react at all. She still bent over, as if she did not hear Su Ming's question at all.
"Isabella, repeat the next three words I say - Xia Xiaoyu."
"Xia Xiaoyu." Isabella repeated obediently.
"Do you know who Xia Xiaoyu is?"
"have no idea."
"She has a very low sense of presence and is invisible to most humans." Su Ming said, "Now do you know who Xia Xiaoyu is?"
Isabella did not respond, but looked at Su Ming with a slightly puzzled look. Obviously, she was not aware of Xia Xiaoyu's existence.
When Su Ming asked her to repeat it for the first time, he was only thinking of the name Xia Xiaoyu. There might not be only one person named Xia Xiaoyu in the world, so Su Ming tried it and it worked.
The second time, Su Ming revealed information about Xia Xiaoyu, but failed.
Xia Xiaoyu, who was sitting next to her, stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Isabella, but failed to attract Isabella's attention.
"Sometimes this happens, where it looks like a complete monster, but in fact it's a human being," said Xia Xiaoyu.
"You mean Isabella is a human? But she can obviously be resurrected." Su Ming said.
Xia Xiaoyu tapped her forehead lightly and guessed seriously:
"But my ability only works on humans. All non-humans can sense my existence. Isabella is definitely a human. Maybe she was affected by something and became a weird person now. There should be examples of this."
Su Ming lowered his head and fell into deep thought.
Parchment?
If Isabella was an ordinary person, then the problem might be the parchment scroll. Could it be that the parchment scroll bound Isabella?
"Master, do you have any instructions?"
"No."
"Then I'll take my leave."
"Hey wait a minute!"
Just as Isabella was about to turn the corner, Su Ming called out to her, "Can you dance?"
"What kind of dance? Latin, tango? Or something else?"
Su Ming turned to look at Xia Xiaoyu, who puffed her cheeks and said sullenly, "Waltz."
"Can you waltz?" Su Ming turned to ask Isabella.
"Waltz? Yes."
"Then teach me how to dance?"
"No problem, now?"
"No, we have to find a venue first."
"Then you can call me then. Can I leave now?"
"Yeah." Su Ming nodded.
After getting Su Ming's permission, Isabella turned a corner and disappeared from Su Ming's sight.
…
A few days later, Su Ming had basically completed the waltz practice. He had never thought that dancing could be so difficult.
In fact, waltz is not particularly difficult, but it is like torture to Su Ming... He really has no talent in this area.
When training with Isabella, Su Ming always kept in a state of moving when the enemy moved, and he was one step ahead of the other. It was difficult for him to follow the beat of the music, and he could only act in advance according to the opponent's movements, which directly led to his dancing posture having no beauty at all.
In Xia Xiaoyu's words, his movements when dancing were very stiff.
Other people dance in a continuous movement, but Su Ming maintains the same movement. Then before his partner is about to take a step, he quickly steps back. He completes a set of movements in a few seconds in an instant, and then stands at the end waiting for the other party to step over.
He is a person with a dancing disability... this is an established fact and cannot be changed.
Fortunately, Isabella taught very hard, and he also learned very hard. After several days of hard work, Su Ming finally got rid of the bad habit of intermittent twitching while dancing, and he could barely dance.
Xia Xiaoyu said that the only advantage of his level is that after he skips once, no one will invite him again.
"Well, it's almost time. What time does the party start?"
Su Ming recalled that it seemed to be six o'clock in the evening.
He looked up at himself in the mirror. He was well-dressed and looked like a rich young master, very impressive. Although he had some dark circles under his eyes, they were not a problem.
He turned around in front of the mirror and nodded slightly, showing that he was very satisfied.
"Hmm! It fits me perfectly. It's true that clothes make the difference for the Buddha."
"Of course the clothes I choose can't be wrong." Xia Xiaoyu walked around to Su Ming and adjusted his bow tie.
The phone in Su Ming's pocket vibrated. It was a text message from Flora reminding him to go to the banquet.
It's time to set off.
