The master and servant looked at Lin Wanrong and smiled together. The servant stared at Lin Wanrong's short hair. He looked like he wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to. His face turned red.
Lin Wanrong naturally knew that the boy was laughing at his short hair. However, seeing that the servant was petite and cute, he couldn't bear to see him suffer. He waved his hand and said, "Little brother, laugh if you want to. Don't make yourself uncomfortable."
Hearing that Lin Wanrong didn't address him as' Young Master 'or' Brother ', the beautiful young master was quite surprised. However, the handsome manservant looked at Lin Wanrong and giggled without any scruples.
Her voice was crisp, and Lin Wanrong thought it sounded like a woman. He had read a lot about women dressing up as men in novels, but he carefully studied the two people's chests. They were flat and could definitely take off and land a Boeing 777 or an Airbus 380. If it was a woman, could it be that she had cut off those two lumps? Lin Wanrong naturally didn't believe it. For the time being, he would treat them as men.
However, these two people were really too beautiful. Lin Wanrong was still a little worried. Could it be that these two people were imported from Thailand?
Although he didn't know if Thailand existed in this era, Lin Wanrong couldn't help but have goosebumps. He took a few steps back and unconsciously moved closer to Xuanwu Lake.
The beautiful young master saw that Lin Wanrong didn't speak for a long time. His eyes kept wandering around the master and servant. He was a little angry in his heart.
When he saw the disgusted expression on Lin Wanrong's face, the beautiful young master was stunned. He hurriedly called out, "Young master, young master …"
He called out a few times. Lin Wanrong came to his senses. He hurriedly raised his head and called out, "Brother, what's the matter?" His eyes still fell on the beautiful young master's chest.
Hearing Lin Wanrong address him in such a way, the beautiful young master was obviously not used to it. He was about to speak, but he saw that Lin Wanrong's eyes were still fixed on his chest, as if he was playing with something.
The beautiful young master was furious, but he couldn't do anything. He could only glare fiercely at Lin Wanrong as if he wanted to eat him alive.
Lin Wanrong's skin was so thick that he was naturally unafraid of him. He didn't even look away as he openly stared at this brat's chest. Lin Wanrong's face turned white and red, but he didn't dare to say anything.
"You little brat, what are you looking at?" Before the beautiful young master could speak, the green-clothed manservant beside him couldn't help but speak.
Lin Wanrong was stunned for a moment. He found it funny in his heart. That's right. Why am I studying two men's breasts?
He studied for a long time, but didn't get any results. So he simply treated them as Thai goods. Fortunately, Lin Wanrong had been to Bangkok and Rangoon many times, so he didn't have much aversion to these things. He raised his head to look at the beautiful young master, and said openly, "Brother, what did you call me for earlier?"
At this time, the two of them stood side by side by Xuanwu Lake. In the eyes of outsiders, they looked like two talented scholars discussing poetry and painting. Only Lin Wanrong knew his own situation. Talented scholar? More like a jackal.
The beautiful young master saw that Lin Wanrong's way of addressing him had changed, and his expression became better. He nodded and said, "But where are you from, brother?"
Lin Wanrong's gaze fell on the beautiful young master's face. His skin was white with a hint of red. It was like a sparkling and translucent piece of jade that aroused people's wild and fanciful thoughts.
Lin Wanrong secretly swallowed his saliva. Not only did Jiangnan produce beautiful women, but it also produced such a beautiful male demon.
The beautiful young master saw that Lin Wanrong was staring at him. His face turned red, but he didn't say anything. He just stared at him angrily.
Seeing that, Lin Wanrong quickly turned his head away and didn't dare to look at him. Now he believed that Thailand must exist. Otherwise, how could there be such "stunning" beauties?
"Brother, from your accent, you don't seem to be a local. Also, brother, this … this … this is also very interesting." The beautiful young master saw that Lin Wanrong was no longer staring at him, and his expression became more natural. He tried to find a topic to talk to Lin Wanrong.
"Oh, yes, I am indeed not a local." Lin Wanrong put on a fake smile on his face. "I come from Jingchu, and I am from Hubei and Hubei."
Lin Wanrong also didn't lie. His hometown was Hubei. The reason why he was standing in front of this beautiful young master today was because he happened to walk the wrong path.
"Since ancient times, only Chu was talented. I didn't believe it in the past, but after listening to brother's poem today, I no longer have any doubts." The beautiful young master said sincerely.
"Well said, well said." Lin Wanrong coughed twice and said with a smile, "Brother, why did you ask me to stay here? Do you have any advice for me?"
"Just now, I heard the beautiful poem that you recited. It seems to be a low quality poem, but I know it is extraordinary. It makes people feel refreshed. I wonder if this poem has a high quality poem? Can you let me have a good listen? "The beautiful young master said with hope.
Lin Wanrong finally understood that he was a poetry fanatic. He smiled mysteriously and said, "Beautiful lines are made by the heavens, and it is only by chance that the hands of a genius will find them. I am already satisfied with these two lines that express my feelings. There is no need to talk about high quality or low quality. It is better not to ask for it. "
Lin Wanrong was a master of acting after working in the business world all day long. He purposely kept this young man in suspense. I can't tell you every time you ask. If there is no benefit, who will work for you?
Sure enough, the beautiful young master had a look of admiration on his face. He bowed to Lin Wanrong and said, "Brother, you really have the demeanor of a master. I have learned a lot."
In this era, when people recited poems, they would always focus on the high quality poem. There was also a saying that a thousand pieces of gold could be used for a couplet. People like Lin Wanrong who only cared about the low quality poem and didn't care about the high quality poem were rare.
Looking at the beautiful young master's expression of admiration, Lin Wanrong was secretly a little proud. He pretended to be reserved and modest. He said, "I don't dare, I don't dare. I am ashamed, ashamed."
The green-robed manservant at the side burst out laughing. Lin Wanrong's nondescript speech was awkward no matter how he looked at it.
The beautiful young master glared at his manservant angrily. The manservant's face tightened and he didn't dare to speak anymore.
"Brother, you have a proud character and don't become arrogant because of your talent. You are much better than those so-called romantic scholars."
The beautiful young master's gaze was fixed on those scholars who were boating on the lake and showing off their literary talent. His face revealed a trace of contempt.
"Oh?" Hearing this, Lin Wanrong was puzzled. Although he had only been here for slightly more than a month, from what he had seen, the people in this world valued literature more than martial arts. Those who were talented in literature were the most appreciated, and the imperial examinations were all about essays. As long as one was good at writing, one would definitely have a bright future in this world.
However, looking at this beautiful young man's extraordinary literary talent, how could he have any prejudice against these scholars?
But this beautiful young master's words were very good and the flattery was very accurate. Lin Wanrong's heart was very pleased. If this young man was in his previous company, he would definitely be a material to run sales.
You're right. I'm not a distinguished scholar. I should be a lowly scholar. Lin Wanrong laughed inwardly.
"The scholars and beauties of Jiangnan have been famous since ancient times and are famous throughout the world. Even though Jing Chu has talents, no matter if it is quality or production, they are slightly inferior to Jiangnan. "Lin Wanrong pretended to be humble as he said.
"Quality? Production? "The beautiful young master frowned as he found it hard to understand the" new term "that he mentioned.
"Oh, to put it simply, it's about quality and quantity." Lin Wanrong's forehead was beaded with sweat. It was really difficult for him to explain these things to people in this strange world.
The beautiful young master nodded his head and looked at him before pursing his lips into a smile, "Brother's explanation is really unique. This is the first time this one has heard of it."
When the beautiful young master pursed his lips into a smile, there were two small dimples on his face. That handsome appearance made Lin Wanrong's heart tremble uncontrollably!
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