MTL - Finest Servant-Chapter 1 Noko, noko (one)

The autumn wind is gentle, the trees are shadowy, and the broad Xuanwu Lake is like a large and smooth mirror. Under the rays of the setting sun, it glitters with golden light.

The lake is full of light and waves, and cruise ships are like shuttles. There are constant giggles on the boat. I don't know who the ladies are traveling. The scene is very lively.

Numerous students and scholars stood on the bow of the boat, and looked at the flower boat on which Miss Qian Jin was riding, showing a wolf-like desire. When they were close to the flower boat, they suddenly changed their faces, pretending to look straight and straight, without squinting, swaying the fan, poetry, and showing the wind.

Several official ships covered the curtain on the rafting lake, and the Qianjin ladies hiding behind the curtain secretly looked at the talents coming and going, and chose the people they liked.

I stood by Xuanwu Lake. If I had to find a word to describe Lin Wanrong's mood at this time, it would be-unlucky, unlucky.

I have been here for a month, and Mold Yun has never left him. Perhaps, from the moment I decided to join the company's tour group to visit Taishan, Mold Yun accompanied him. Especially when he saw the girl's name on the travel list, he felt a sense of restlessness.

The facts also proved his guess.

Zhe Lin Wanrong spit into the lake and spit his mouth violently, and her mood was slightly better. A cheerful feeling emerged spontaneously. This spit is so refreshing, it hasn't been so happy for a long time, damn, there shouldn't be an old lady with red armbands who will punish me for fifty dollars this time.

Lin Wanrong looked at his reflection in the clear water. His eyebrows were staring, his nose was embarrassing, and his smile was amiable. If he changed into a formal suit, I am afraid that those silly X geniuses who like to groan a few poems in the lake are even more Somehow coquettish.

It's just a pity that a green cloth gown and a pair of rags with leaked tops on his feet are a bit shabby compared with the talents of the talented people. Coupled with short hair that is completely different from the pedestrians on the road, even a nylon scarf on the head can't hold it, and it is incompatible with this environment.

The little girls who walked by the road, as long as they looked at Lin Wanrong's dress, they could pass him without looking at their faces, and they stared directly at the so-called talents who stood trembling in the cold wind. .

Suddenly, the beauties on the road rushed towards the lake like crazy, and constantly looked out to the lake. The exclamation of Yingying Yanyan was very pleasant.

哇 "Wow, look at it, look at it, it is Jinling's first genius Hou Yuebai Hou Hou 公 ——"

"Wow, so handsome--"

"Wow, so infatuated-"

唉 "Oh, which lady has such a blessing--"

Qi Lin Wanrong followed the chicks' eyes and looked forward.

I saw three paintings floating down the lake, each with two floors, about six or seven meters high. The lanterns hung high, and the eaves tower was called Qiyuxuanang.

There are flags flying on all three paintings, one on the left and the other on the right have a huge banner straight down from the top of the boat.

On the right is "Spring Breeches Me", on the left is "Only for the King".

上 On a boat in the middle, a young male brother stood on the bow of the boat, his face was like a crown jade, his fan was standing lightly, his face was smiling, his gown fluttered, and the indescribable wind liu tasted chic.

Opposite the three paintings is a larger and more exquisite painting, which is larger than the three paintings of the son-in-law. The eaves tower is indescribable. It is a pity that the curtain is deep, and it is impossible to see the appearance of the people inside. On a huge lantern flying in the wind, the ship's head is gilded with a large gold character-"Luo".

"It's Miss Luo, Jinling's first beauty and talented girl Miss Luo-" a woman standing next to Lin Wanrong shouted loudly, her face full of excitement, obviously a fan of this Miss Luo.

晚 What is Jinling's first genius, Lin Wanrong doesn't care. And this Jinling's first beauty and Jinling's first talented daughter made him somewhat disdain. These days, women who can play a few words of text all say they are beautiful. In his day, there were more beautiful writers who wrote on the body than there were lice on the head of the cow.

"I heard that it has been two years since he was pursuing Miss Luo. As the son of Yin in Jinling Prefecture, he is also a talented man with a reputation in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. With his family history, his literary talents, alas, if I were Miss Luo, I would have died happily. Now. "A flower idiot said.

"Che, Miss Luo is known as the first talented woman and the first beauty of Jinling. The thesis is no worse than the candidate, but it is also the governor of Jiangsu. As far as family history is concerned, she is even better than this. Oh, my son, "said another woman who was obviously a **** fan of Miss Luo.

"In my opinion, the first talented woman in Jinling and the first talented woman in Jinling, they are both beautiful and talented. They are born in a pair. Not to mention the Jinling city, let's talk about the provinces of Jiangsu and Zhejiang. It is also very difficult to find a pair that looks like them. Oh. "The idiot answered.

Zhe Lin Wanrong shook her head helplessly. Women are born with good gossip, which is the same in any era.

The son of Feng Liu in the lake has stopped his paintings by the side of Miss Luo's boat, holding his fists and bowing, apparently saying something to Miss Luo's paintings.

After a long while, Miss Luo came out of a pretty girl in the painting, stood on the bow and said something to the waiter, and the waiter's face was disappointed, and then there was a joy.

Qi Lin Wanrong was too far away from them and could not hear them at all, but she looked very strange at that time. Did the young girl named Luo accept or reject him? How could this monkey boy be disappointed and happy for a while.

The idiot next to him is obviously the same doubt. Seeing Miss Luo ’s paintings slowly swimming towards the center of the lake, Miss Luo ’s fans happily said, “Well, I ’m not mistaken. The waiting boy may not be able to impress Luo. Miss's heart. "

Wu Huazhi cut a stern voice: "I don't think so, I'm very happy to see the look of the son at this time, maybe it will be the willow shoot on the moon, and the beauty may have an appointment."

This is also true. From the perspective of the customs of this world, after all, men and women are different. When it comes to love, it is natural to find a place where no one is.

Waiting for the son to see Miss Luo's boat has gradually traveled, but still shaking the fan, smiling, staring, the so-called amorous appearance of the wind makes Liu Wanrong unhappy for a while.

Boy Zi, UU reading book www.uukanshu.com is proud of you, on the pick-up girl, your grandpa and my means are thousands of times higher than you, look at your idiot. Lin Wan was upset at the thought.

It was late autumn, and it was about to start winter. The cold wind on the lake was studying. The boy seemed to be cold-resistant, and his shoulders shook.

Lin Wanrong's eyes were sharp, and he could see the movement clearly. He couldn't help but sneer. Day, freeze your guys who only need grace and don't temperature. I also said why spring came so early. It turned out to be you and me It's spring together.

Lin Wanrong's sneer attracted the attention of several women nearby. They fell on Lin Wanrong's body. When they saw his shabby dress and short hair, they all laughed and covered their mouths. When they saw him, they all faced. The last one, I dare not look at him.

Lin Wanrong's one meter, seventy-seven head, because of persistent physical exercise, straight, full of strength, and good looks, the skin is that healthy wheat color, compared with the white-faced talents of this era , And more attractive charm.

It is no wonder that those women did not dare to look at him at first glance. This man had a considerable impact on their hearts.

读书 When he was studying at Peking University, Lin Wanrong was also a little-known dark horse prince, and there were many girls who had a crush on him.

"Where's the country guy ..."

看 "Look at his shabby ..."

"Brother Huang, stand with this 厮 and humiliate your identity, let's stay away from him ..."

The few talented guys next to him, after watching the good show of the waiting boy, had already suffered a lot of self-confidence, but the beauties next to them completely ignored them, instead focusing their eyes on Lin Wanrong. Why not the talented men angry?