The Best Servant In The World

The spring breeze is gentle, the willows are lingering, and the broad Xuanwu Lake is like a huge and smooth mirror, shining with golden brilliance under the afterglow of the setting sun.

The spacious lake was covered with rippling waves, and cruise ships were flying around. There were constant laughter and laughter on the boat, and girls from unknown families were out on a trip. The scene was very lively.

Countless students and officials stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the flower boat on which the rich ladies were riding, showing wolf-like longing expressions. When they got close to the flower boat, they suddenly changed their faces and pretended to be upright and aloof. They didn't look sideways, swayed their folding fans gently, and recited poems and composed poems, showing off their elegance.

Several official boats were sailing on the lake behind the curtains, and the wealthy ladies hiding behind the curtains secretly looked at the romantic talents coming and going, choosing the ones they liked.

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

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

And the facts also proved his guess.

Lin Wanrong spat hard in front of the lake, and his mood improved a little, and a feeling of pleasure emerged spontaneously. It feels so good to be vomiting. I haven't felt this happy in a long time. Damn it, in this day and age, there shouldn't be an old lady wearing a red armband who would fine me fifty yuan.

Lin Wanrong looked at his own reflection in the clear water. He had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a nose like a hanging gallbladder, and a friendly smile. If he had put on official clothes, he would probably look better than those stupid talented people who like to recite a few bad poems in the lake. A bit coquettish.

It's a pity that he is wearing a long green cloth gown and a pair of rag shoes with the top missing. Compared with the outfits of those romantic and talented people, they are really a bit shabby. In addition, the short hair that reaches the forehead is completely different from the pedestrians on the road. He can't even hold up a scarf on his head, which makes him even more incompatible with this environment.

The girls walking by the road just took one look at Lin Wanrong's outfit and passed him by without even looking at his face. Their eyes were directed towards the so-called talented men who were standing on the bow of the boat in the cold wind and shivering from the cold. .

Suddenly, the beauties on the roadside crowded towards the lake like crazy, and kept looking towards the lake. The screams of the orioles and swallows were very sweet.

"Wow, look, look, it's Mr. Hou Yuebai, the most talented man in Jinling..."

"Wow, so handsome--"

"Wow, so infatuated--"

"Alas, which family's young lady is so blessed-"

Lin Wanrong followed the girls' eyes and looked forward.

I saw three boats floating along the lake, each with two floors and about six or seven meters high. The lanterns hanging high and the eaves of the pavilion can be said to be majestic.

Flags were flying on the three boats, and the one on the left and the one on the right each had a huge banner falling straight from the top of the boat.

On the right is "The spring breeze caresses my heart" and on the left is "Only for you."

On a boat in the middle, a young gentleman stood on the bow, with a face like a crown of jade, standing lightly with a fan in hand, smiling, and with a flowing gown, which looked indescribably romantic.

Opposite the three boats is a larger and more exquisite boat. It is larger than Mr. Hou's three boats, with overhanging eaves and pavilions, and is indescribably grand. Unfortunately, the curtains were so deep that the person inside could not be seen clearly. On the huge lantern flying in the wind on the bow of the boat, there was a large gilded character - "Luo" written on it.

"It's Miss Luo, Miss Luo, the most beautiful and talented girl in Jinling -" a woman standing next to Lin Wanrong shouted loudly, with an excited look on her face. She was obviously a fan of Miss Luo.

Lin Wanrong didn't care at all what the most talented person in Jinling was. And this most beautiful woman in Jinling and the most talented woman in Jinling made him even more disdainful. These days, women who know a few words say they are beauties. In his time, it was no longer strange for beautiful writers to write with their bodies, which had more lice than a cow's head.

"I heard that Mr. Hou has been pursuing Miss Luo for two years. As the son of Jinling Prefecture, he is also a talented man who is famous in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. With his family background and his literary talent, well, if I were Miss Luo, I would have died of happiness. Yes." said a nymphomaniac.

"Tsk, Miss Luo is known as the most talented and beautiful woman in Jinling. Her literary talents are no worse than Mr. Hou. She is also the daughter of the Governor of Jiangsu. In terms of family background, she is even better than Mr. Hou. Therefore, Miss Luo may not read it. You are the best young master." Another woman who was obviously a die-hard fan of Miss Luo analyzed.

"In my opinion, the most talented man in Jinling and the most talented woman in Jinling are a perfect match. Not only in the city of Jinling, but also in the provinces of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, it would be very difficult to find a couple as well matched as them. Oh." The nymphomaniac continued.

Lin Wanrong shook his head helplessly. Women are naturally gossipy, and it is the same in every era.

The romantic young master in the lake has parked his boat beside Miss Luo's boat, and is bowing with his fists clasped, obviously saying something to Miss Luo in the boat.

After a long time, a pretty maid came out of Miss Luo's boat. She stood on the bow and said something to Mr. Hou. At that time, Mr. Hou's face looked disappointed, and then there was a look of joy.

Lin Wanrong was too far away from them to hear what they said, but the look on Mr. Hou's face was very strange. Did the girl named Luo accept or reject him? How come this monkey boy is so disappointed and happy at the same time?

The nymphomaniacs and fans next to them were obviously equally confused. Seeing Miss Luo's boat slowly swimming toward the center of the lake, Miss Luo's fans happily said: "Well, I'm not wrong. Mr. Hou may not be able to impress Luo." The lady's heart."

The nymphomaniac made a sound and said: "I don't think so. Looking at Mr. Hou, he is very happy at this moment. Maybe he is the willow tree above the moon, and the beautiful lady may have a date."

This is 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 no one is around to fall in love. It is easy to do things when the moon is dark and the wind is high.

Mr. Hou saw that Miss Luo's boat was gradually moving away, but he still waved his feather fan gently, smiling and staring attentively. His so-called romantic and affectionate look made Lin Wanrong feel uncomfortable.

Boy, what are you proud of? When it comes to picking up girls, your grandfather and I are thousands of times better than you in our methods. Look at your nymphomaniac look. Lin Wanrong thought angrily.

It was late autumn, and winter was about to begin. There was a cold wind blowing on the lake. Mr. Hou seemed to be unable to bear the cold, and his shoulders shook.

Lin Wanrong's eyes were sharp and he saw the action clearly. He couldn't help but sneered, "Hey, you guys who only care about style but not warmth are freezing to death. I wonder why spring comes so early. It turns out it's you and the girls." It's spring together.

Lin Wanrong's sneer attracted the attention of several women next to him. Their eyes fell on Lin Wanrong. When they saw his shabby dress and short hair, they all covered their mouths and chuckled. When they saw his appearance, they became ashamed. When I became red, I didn't dare to look at him anymore.

Lin Wanrong is 1.77 meters tall. Due to years of unremitting physical training, Lin Wanrong has a straight body, full of strength, and a very good appearance. His skin is a healthy wheat color, compared with the white-faced talents of this era. , more of a soul-stirring charm.

It's no wonder those women didn't dare to look at him again. This man had a huge impact on their hearts.

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

"Where did the country bumpkin come from..."

"Look at how shabby he is..."

"Brother Huang, standing with this guy is an insult to your identity. Let's stay away from him..."

The talented guys next to them had their self-confidence deeply affected after watching Mr. Hou's show, but the beauties next to them completely ignored them and instead focused their attention on Lin Wanrong. Why didn't these talented guys? angry?