Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 626 Is it really too big?
The next player is even more of a heavyweight.

"Let us welcome the oldest vampire in the Shiqilia Peninsula, Saint Junio's former comrade-in-arms, the Countess named Silver Eyes - Miss Nevill!"

I don’t know if it’s because the other party is so powerful, but even Alice didn’t dare to insert any funny descriptions in the introduction. The serious tone made people feel a little uncomfortable.

As she finished speaking, a tall and graceful woman walked out of the wooden house and walked towards the judges' seat with elegant steps. She held a small silver-white parasol in her hand, and her bare feet were not wearing shoes or socks. Every time her graceful arch stepped on the beach, it would leave a shallow footprint on the warm golden sand, gradually forming a dotted track, as if to highlight how natural and light her posture was, and how casual and relaxed her mood was. Even facing the gaze of so many spectators, she did not feel nervous at all.

When she stops, everyone will be attracted by the stunning beauty she displays and find it difficult to look away. If someone does this, he must be a person who has no perception of beauty, or perhaps a person who has no artistic appreciation ability, because the beauty of the woman in front of them is suitable to be described as artistic sense.

The originally straight snow-white long hair was tied into a side ponytail, hanging fluffy by the ear. A colorful shell was pinned on the sky blue headband. The gorgeous spots swaying in the sunlight were not one-tenth of her beauty, and perhaps only served to set off her beauty. The swimsuit, which Alice called a "bikini-style", boldly exposed large areas of snow-white skin. From bony shoulders to cool arms, from slender waist to long thighs...all showed a kind of ceramic or marble texture under the sunlight, sometimes even so unreal that it gave people a distorted illusion. The snow-white lace tube top lifted up the fair and full breasts, fully demonstrating the most proud capital of a mature woman, making the previous contestants pale in comparison. The swimsuit straps that matched the hair color were gathered at the pale and somewhat thin collarbone, decorated with a small and pretty bow, which was cute without losing its elegant charm.

As if to add a touch of nobility and elegance to her maturity and sexiness, she also wore a white mesh skirt around her waist, which opened diagonally from the left to the right, with one leg tucked into the skirt while the other leg extended out in a beautiful curve. What makes people imagine in this half-covered and half-hidden look is the elegant and intellectual beauty that has naturally settled over the long years.

Miss Never, a noble countess, gently shook a strand of hair on her shoulders and casually opened her parasol. With a rustling sound, the white parasol with snowflakes, shells and wave patterns provided a cool breeze under the hot sun. Never held the parasol with one hand behind her head and the other hand on her smooth and white waist. She stood straight and confidently, and with her silver eyes as hazy and charming as the moon, she looked at the judges in front of her with interest, and a thought-provoking smile slowly formed at the corners of her mouth.

"Originally, as an elderly person, I shouldn't brag about my beauty in such an occasion. It's a kind of entertainment for young people, but it seems a bit shameless to me." The countess said softly. Her voice was as noble and elegant as her appearance. It made people believe that if the moonlight could speak, it would definitely be in this tone and intonation: "But Leticia insisted that I join in the fun, and Alice and the others also strongly invited me. If I didn't accept it, it would be too inhumane. Therefore, I made such a move that is not suitable for the status of an elderly person. It's really shameful."

She gently lifted a strand of hair by her ear, appearing extremely calm: "Of course, now that I am standing on this competition field, with my personality, I will naturally want to do my best. Which woman would like to be outdone by others in her beauty? I think this is also human nature, right?"

"I don't have any declaration to make for the competition, because I believe that my beauty does not need to be proven with words. I would like to ask the judges to score based on their first impression. There is a saying that the first impression is an important factor in interpersonal communication. I wonder what kind of impression I can leave on the judges, haha."

A child’s tender voice came from somewhere, shouting unwaveringly: “One hundred percent, one hundred percent, one hundred percent, one hundred percent… I want to give grandma one hundred points!”

She glanced at the judges deeply, her eyes like poppies blooming in the bloody night, seductive, blurred, and with a hint of invitation. Xie Liya covered her heart with her hands, and her breathing suddenly became difficult: "Sister, sister, I'm sorry, I seem to have been bewitched..."

Shesta in the audience exuded a chill with a smile, causing the irrelevant people around to retreat more than ten steps away in an instant, clearing a blank area on the beach.

"One hundred percent!"

"Okay, okay, I get it. You go down first. You're not a judge, why are you here to join in the fun? Metien, Shemi, keep your friend under control and don't let her run around."

Alice carried the struggling vampire child off the stage with sweat all over her forehead, and then ran back with sweat all over her forehead to fulfill her duties as the host: "Look, it seems that Miss Nevi'er is very confident in her swimsuit. To be honest, it is true. The effect is really amazing. Even as a designer, I never thought that someone could wear a bikini swimsuit to such an effect. It really makes people want to get under her skirt... Ahem! Just kidding. Okay, let's skip this nonsense and go straight to the scoring stage! Dear judges, how many points do you give Miss Nevi'er's swimsuit?"

Lingge fell into deep thought. This time, he thought for longer than the previous times. After several minutes, he slowly uttered the final result: "9.5 points." "What!?"

Before the contestant could even raise an opinion, the host couldn't stand it anymore and questioned directly: "Only 9.5 points instead of full marks? Are you a normal man, Lingge? Look at this sexy and mature bikini, look at this plump chest and slender waist, look at this tall figure and slender thighs, and then look... (Her tone sounded like she was introducing pigs in a slaughterhouse. At this time, the countess glanced at her lightly, and Alice restrained herself instantly) In short, I think this score is unreasonable! I'll give you one last chance, how many points do you have!?"

"9.5 points." Ling said calmly without even looking at Alice.

I, Lingge, have scored my whole life, so why should I explain it to others?
Alice was not convinced, and neither was Leticia. Both wanted to argue with her, but were stopped by the contestant himself.

"I believe that it is reasonable for Mr. Ling to give such a score, and I am willing to accept this result." The Countess smiled elegantly: "Besides, this score is already high enough, isn't it?"

Miss Shesta, who was standing off the field, couldn't hold back her smile. She also scored 9.5 points, but her 9.5 points, how should I put it, didn't come from a particularly fair and square way. In short, there is a lot of water behind it, and you can't control it.

After Lingge gave his score, other judges also gave their scores one after another.

"Full marks." Xie Liya said sternly, "She is really too big. Although I really want to deduct one point from her for liking black tea, it is really hard for me to reject such a big... calm, elegant and noble woman. Please forgive me, big sister!"

No one knows why she apologized, but in any case, she gave it a full score without a doubt.

"I give her full marks too." Little Sun said solemnly, "She is indeed very big. Big is good, and good is good, so she gets full marks!"

It's gibberish, but still a perfect score without a doubt.

"Mee (full marks)!" The lamb looked guilty. It had originally reserved this full mark for its owner, but there was nothing it could do. It found a motherly touch in Miss Nevile. But to be honest, Saint Shalia, who had taken care of it like a mother since childhood, didn't seem to be that big...

In short, it also gave no doubt...

"One point!?" Alice was greatly surprised, and then sighed helplessly: "For Miss Nevile's performance, the lamb judge only gave a score of one point. It is as strict as always. But maybe it has its own unique aesthetic perspective. We are willing to respect the opinions of every judge (except Lingge)."

“Meh!?”

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)