Finest Servant

The autumn wind is gentle, the tree shadows are slender, and the vast Xuanwu Lake is like a huge and smooth mirror, shining with golden light under the afterglow of the setting sun.

The spacious lake was full of waves, and the cruise ship was like a shuttle. There were constant laughter and laughter on the boat, and I didn't know whose ladies were traveling. The scene was very lively.

Countless students and officials stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the flower boat that the young ladies were riding on, showing a wolf-like longing look. When they approached the flower boat, they suddenly changed their faces, pretending to be upright and aloof, not looking sideways, swaying their folding fans, reciting poems and writing poems, showing the wind.

Several official boats covered the curtains and sailed on the lake, and the young ladies hiding behind the curtains secretly looked at the talents who came and went, and chose the ones they liked.

Standing by the Xuanwu Lake, if I had to find one word to describe Lin Wanrong's mood at this time, it would be - unlucky, really fucking unlucky.

It's been a month since he was here, and bad luck has never left him. Maybe, from the moment he decided to join the company's tour group to travel to Mount Tai, bad luck was with him. Especially when he saw the chick's name in the travel list, he felt uneasy.

The facts also proved his guess.

Lin Wanrong was facing the lake and spit hard, and his mood was a little better. This spit is really cool. It's been a long time since I was so happy. Damn, there shouldn't be an old lady with a red armband in this era to fine me fifty dollars.

Lin Wanrong looked at his own reflection in the clear water, with sword brows and star eyes, a dignified nose, and a lovable smile. If he changed into an official suit, he would probably be even better than those stupid geniuses who like to sing a few broken poems in the lake. A bit coquettish.

It's a pity that he was wearing a blue cloth gown and a pair of rag shoes with a leaking top on his feet. Compared with the outfits of those talented people, it was really a bit shabby. Coupled with the short hair that is completely different from the pedestrians on the road, and he can't even hold a scarf on his head, it is even more out of tune with this environment.

The little girls who passed by the roadside, as long as they took a look at Lin Wanrong's outfit, without even looking at his face, they passed him directly, and their eyes turned directly to those so-called geniuses who were shivering in the cold wind. .

Suddenly, the beauties on the side of the road crowded towards the lake like crazy, and kept looking at the lake from a distance, Yingying Yanyan's screams were very sweet.

"Wow, look, look, it's the first talent in Jinling, Young Master Hou Yuebai—"

"Wow, so handsome-"

"Wow, so infatuation-"

"Alas, what kind of lady has such a blessing—"

Lin Wanrong followed the eyes of the chicks and looked forward.

I saw three painting boats floating down the lake, each with two floors and about six or seven meters high. The lanterns are hung high, and the eaves and pavilions are soaring.

The three painting boats are all flying with flags, and the one on the left and the one on the right each have a huge banner that falls straight down from the top of the boat.

On the right is "Spring Breeze Cares My Mind", and on the left is "Only For Your Heart".

In the middle of the boat, a young man stood on the bow, with a face like a crown jade, standing with a fan, smiling, his long gown fluttering, and the indescribable taste of the wind.

Opposite the three painting boats is a larger and exquisite painting boat, larger than the three painting boats of Mr. Hou, with eaves and pavilions, indescribable style. It's a pity that the curtains are so deep that you can't see the people inside. On a huge lantern flying in the wind on the bow, there is a big gilded character - "Luo".

"It's Miss Luo, the most beautiful and talented girl in Jinling, Miss Luo—" a woman standing next to Lin Wanrong shouted loudly, her face full of excitement, she was obviously a fan of this Miss Luo.

Lin Wanrong doesn't care what the first genius of Jinling is. And this Jinling's first beauty and Jinling's first talented woman,

It made him a little disdainful. These days, women who can play with a few words all say they are beautiful. In his time, there were more beautiful writers who wrote on their bodies than there were lice on a bull's head.

"I heard that Young Master Hou has been pursuing Miss Luo for two years. He is the son of the governor of Jinling, and he is also a famous talent in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. With his family background, his literary talent, sigh, if I were Miss Luo, I would have died a long time ago. Yes." said a nympho.

"Che, Miss Luo is known as Jinling's No. 1 Talented Woman and No. 1 Beauty. Her essays are no worse than Young Master Hou, and she is the daughter of the Governor of Jiangsu. In terms of family background, she is one step ahead of Young Master Hou. Therefore, Miss Luo may not read it. Oh, the waiter." Another woman who was obviously a die-hard fan of Miss Luo analyzed.

"In my opinion, Jinling's first talented person and Jinling's first talented girl, they are talented and talented, they are a natural pair, not to mention the Jinling city, just say Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, and it's very difficult to find a pair that matches like them. Oh." The nympho replied.

Lin Wanrong shook his head helplessly, women are born to gossip, and it is the same in any era.

The young master Fengliuhou in the lake had parked his painting boat beside Miss Luo's boat, clasping his fists and bowing his waist, obviously saying something to Miss Luo's painting boat.

After a long time, a pretty maid walked out of Miss Luo's painting boat, stood on the bow and said something to Young Master Hou. Then Young Master Hou's face was disappointed for a while, followed by a burst of joy.

Lin Wanrong was so far away from them that he couldn't hear what they said at all, but the expression on the young master's face was very strange. Did this little girl surnamed Luo accept or reject him? How can this monkey boy be disappointed and happy at the same time.

The nympho next to him and the fans obviously had the same doubts. Seeing Miss Luo's painting boat slowly swimming towards the center of the lake, Miss Luo's fans happily said, "Well, I'm not wrong, Young Master Hou may not be able to impress Luo. Miss's love."

The nympho cut a voice: "I don't think so. I'm very happy to see Young Master Hou's appearance at this time. Maybe it is the willow shoot on the moon, and the beautiful woman may have an appointment."

This is also true. Judging from the customs of this world, after all, there are differences between men and women. It is natural to find a place where there is no one to talk about love.

Young Master Hou saw that Miss Luo's boat was gradually moving away, but still the feather fan was swaying gently, smiling and staring at her. Lin Wanrong was unhappy with that so-called amorous look.

Boy, what are you proud of, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, when it comes to blistering girls, your grandfather and my methods are thousands of times better than yours, look at your nympho look. Lin Wanrong thought angrily.

It was late autumn, and winter was about to begin. The cold wind was blowing on the lake. Young Master Hou seemed to be unbearable for the cold, and his shoulders shook.

Lin Wanrong's eyes are sharp, and he can see the action clearly, he can't help sneering, day, you are freezing to death, these guys who only need the demeanor and not the temperature, I also said why spring came so early, it turned out to be you and the chicks Spring together.

Lin Wanrong's sneer caught the attention of several women next to him. Their eyes fell on Lin Wanrong's body. When they saw his shabby dress and short hair, they all covered their mouths and laughed lightly. On the red, dare not look at him.

Lin Wanrong is 1.77 meters tall. Due to his unremitting physical exercise all the year round, his figure is straight, full of strength, and his appearance is not bad. , and a more captivating charm.

It's no wonder that the few women didn't dare to look at him again. This man had a considerable impact on their hearts.

When he was studying at Peking University, Lin Wanrong was also a well-known dark horse prince, and there were not a few girls who had a crush on him.

"Where's the hillbilly from..."

"Look at his shabby look..."

"Brother Huang, stand with this fellow, humiliating your identity, let's stay away from him..."

The few talented guys next to him, after watching Young Master Hou's good show, their self-confidence was already deeply affected, but the beauties next to them completely ignored them, and instead focused on Lin Wanrong, why don't the talents angry?