Rise in the glory of the king system

Chapter 632
A young girl staggered along the busy bar pedestrian street, untied her scarf and windbreaker one by one, and threw them on the stone road along the way.

Passers-by couldn't help but shy away when they saw this situation, but a few young foreigners who were not afraid of death wanted to step forward to provoke them as if they were joking, but when they saw the man with a cold face not far behind her, they had no choice but to make a detour in resentment. .

Wang Zhaojun was tired from walking, and there happened to be a thick sycamore tree in front of her. She walked over unsteadily, turned over and leaned against it, closing her eyes and panting heavily.

The night wind made the leaves rustle, and all that was left on her upper body was a thin sweater, which would get through as soon as the wind blew.

But that's okay, the wine immediately sobered up more than half.

Not far away, Zhuge Liang suppressed his anger and picked up the clothes she threw on the ground one by one, and walked in front of her unhurriedly.

"That's all it takes!" A sarcastic remark reached her ears just like that.

Wang Zhaojun opened his eyes slightly, squinted his eyes and looked at the visitor: "Why are you everywhere?"

Zhuge Liang sneered: "Don't let the dog bite Lu Dongbin."

"Who are you scolding?"

"Is there anyone else here?"

Wang Zhaojun took a deep breath, and just about to swing her innocuous fist, his stomach was overwhelmed.

She turned her back quickly, but she just retched for a long time. After all, she had vomited all she could in the bathroom before.

Seeing her uncomfortable appearance, Zhuge Liang, who was watching the play with his arms up, stopped bickering with her, and stepped forward helplessly to pat her on the back.

She moved restlessly and tried to resist, but he ignored it completely: "What kind of man is it that makes you so fascinated? Tell me, how many times is this this month?"

Wang Zhaojun closed his eyes slowly, opened them and asked, "My mother asked you to come again?"

"Otherwise you think I have nothing to do?"

Zhaojun chuckled, "She's really well informed."

Zhuge Liang put her windbreaker on her body: "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Wang Zhaojun turned around and waved his hand lazily: "You don't need to send it."

"Not safe."

……

She said impatiently: "With so many passers-by, I'm very safe!"

Zhuge Liang said coldly: "I am afraid that passers-by will be unsafe."

She sneered helplessly: "You are a man, why are you always so annoying when you talk?"

Zhuge Liang was not angry either, and said indifferently: "Just tell the truth."

Several nightclub girls in sexy clothes walked past them, and after seeing Zhuge Liang, they exchanged glances with each other, and then they all flaunted their charm to him as if no one else was there.

Zhuge Liang turned a blind eye, Wang Zhaojun was already in a mess, and muttered disdainfully: "Superficial!"

Zhuge Liang hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, but said nothing.

The two walked side by side, and when they arrived at Zhaojun's house, Zhuge Liang asked again: "Can you tell me how many times you plan to toss, so that I can be mentally prepared?"

Wang Zhaojun glanced at him: "What is 'tossing'?"

"Don't you just lose your love, as for?"

"'Broken love'? You said it so lightly, you must have never been in love!"

Zhuge Liang lowered his face: "I'm talking about you now."

Wang Zhaojun let out a huff, and looked at him curiously: "Is it right?"

Zhuge Liang didn't bother to talk to her: "Go back and take a shower, sleep, and today's affairs will be over."

Wang Zhaojun suppressed his smile, remained silent for a while, and said with a sad expression: "You don't understand, this kind of thing can't be passed in this life."

She spoke provocatively, yet so firmly, that Zhuge Liang actually laughed: "How old are you, and you just say 'this life'?"

All the brewing emotions were destroyed by him. Wang Zhaojun glared at him fiercely and stopped talking.

……

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The next day Wang Zhaojun arrived at the agreed restaurant early.

After dawdling outside the private room for a while, she was about to push the door in, but the door burst open.

It was Zhuge Liang who opened the door, obviously he didn't expect that there was a big living person standing outside the door.

Seeing each other, both of them froze for a moment.

Wang Zhaojun was about to speak, but Zhuge Liang grabbed his wrist and pushed him out. When he came out, he closed the door of the private room with his backhand.

Wang Zhaojun rubbed the wrist he just grabbed in dissatisfaction: "What are you doing?"

"Do nothing."

Wang Zhaojun rolled his eyes at him.

He lowered his head to light a cigarette, took a puff of the cigarette, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring: "I kindly remind you that Aunt Ning's medical examination report is out."

Wang Zhaojun raised his eyes suddenly: "Is there a problem?"

Zhuge Liang hooked the corner of his mouth: "Are you nervous? I can't see that you are quite filial."

"Stop talking nonsense."

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious, but at this age, there may be some minor problems. It seems... blood pressure is a bit high. You should take it easy when we meet again later, and don't keep arguing with your mother."

Wang Zhaojun's high-pitched heart fell back into his stomach, and he muttered unceremoniously: "You don't need to remind me."

As she spoke, she pushed aside Zhuge Liang who was standing in front of her, pushed open the door of the private room and walked in.

Ning Xin was very happy to see her daughter: "I got off work early today."

Zhugegui (gui) also stood up to greet her: "Are you busy with work recently? Your mother is worried that you are tired."

Wang Zhaojun didn't respond, she saw Zhuge Liang come in after smoking and sat on the seat opposite her.

Ning Xin pushed her: "My child, your uncle is asking you something!"

Wang Zhaojun came back to his senses, and replied calmly: "I'm not busy."

Ning Xin said again: "Why didn't you say hello when I saw your brother?"

Wang Zhaojun twitched the corner of his mouth, muttering in his heart: I dare not have such a brother!

Looking up again, I found that Zhuge Liang was looking at her with squinted eyes, and his eyes were really not friendly.

She raised her eyebrows slightly: "Where are you looking?"

The atmosphere on the table turned cold for a moment.

Zhuge Liang smiled: "What do you have worth my attention?"

Wang Zhaojun was taken aback for a moment, then looked down at himself, it seemed that it wasn't as bad as he said...

Zhuge Liang poured tea for her generously: "Don't look for it, drink some tea first."

Seeing this, Zhuge Gui quickly said: "Yes, yes, Zhaojun should be tired on the way, let's drink some tea first."

……

When dinner was almost finished, the headlights in the private room suddenly went out, only a few dim colored lights on the roof were still on.

Amidst the stunned expressions of the crowd, the waiter walked in pushing a large cart of red roses, followed by an oversized birthday cake with a super girly shape.

Wang Zhaojun was stunned for a few seconds, and couldn't help but find it funny.

She glanced at Ning Xin, who was beside her with an excited expression, and at that moment, she suddenly felt relieved—she was in her twenties, and she had never seen a man willing to spend so much time on her. Taking good care of her and loving her is also a good thing.

Zhuge Gui said, "Xiao Xin, make a wish."

Ning Xin glanced at the candles on the cake, and then at Wang Zhaojun: "I don't have any wishes, I just hope that Zhaojun can move back. By the way, Kong Ming, don't you mind?"

Zhuge Liang shrugged: "Welcome."

Everyone looked at Wang Zhaojun again,

Wang Zhaojun was helpless: "How can anyone express their wishes? This won't work."

Hearing what she said, Ning Xin was obviously a little disappointed.

Wang Zhaojun rubbed the tip of his nose and said, "However, it happens that the heating in the house I'm renting is leaking, and I can't live in it in winter, so I want to move back home for the time being, and wait until I find a suitable house."

Ning Xin only wanted to lure her home first, and talk about the future later.

Hearing that she was relieved, Ning Xin looked satisfied, and blew out the candles in one breath and said, "This is the best birthday ever!"

Not long after Ning Xin's birthday, Wang Zhaojun moved back home.

Zhuge's family lived in a duplex building of about [-] square meters, with five or six rooms, including three on the second floor, which were the rooms of Wang Zhaojun and Zhuge Liang, and one room was reserved for Zhuge Liang as a studio.

When Wang Zhaojun moved back, there was no one else at home.

After moving the things into the room, she began to tidy up little by little, and accidentally found a photo, and she couldn't help being a little lost.

It was originally a group photo of Zhang Er's 30 people, but she enlarged it and removed the others, leaving only her and Yuan Ge.

The photo was taken by the team building when she first joined the company.At that time, she had just left school, and she was slightly thinner than she is now, with a long ponytail, and stood at the very edge of the team innocently and vigorously.

She remembered that Yuan Ge came late when the photo was taken that day, and everyone shouted for him to stand in the middle, but he insisted on refusing to stand beside her instead.

Standing beside him, she could smell his sweat mixed with a faint fragrance, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

She wished that time could stop at that moment, and hope that that moment could pass quickly.

The photographer holding the camera suddenly raised his head and said to her in a funny way: "Little girl, if you keep hiding, you will be out of the camera!"

Colleagues burst into laughter, and asked Yuan Ge what tricks he used to make the newcomer Wang Zhaojun so afraid of him.

Wang Zhaojun felt guilty, but Yuan Ge just smiled innocently.

Afterwards, the photographer made a gesture, and everyone quieted down and put on expressions for the camera.

Wang Zhaojun quietly moved towards Yuan Ge. She looked at the camera and moved the corner of her mouth. At the moment when the flash light was on, she felt a hand gently wrapping around her shoulders, making her lean unavoidably. To the source of her restlessness.

That is to say, from then on, no matter how familiar the two of them were, she would get nervous when she saw Yuan Ge, and she also had a stuttering problem.

Thinking of the past, Wang Zhaojun sighed faintly, and threw the photos into the drawer.

……

After packing up her things, she stretched and walked out of the room.

The light in the corridor is very dark, only faint sunlight shines through from the innermost room, which is Zhuge Liang's studio.

The door of the studio is usually not locked, but Wang Zhaojun has never entered it.

At this time, she was suddenly a little curious about Zhuge Liang's works, so she walked in.

The studio is small, filled with large and small models and paint bottles of various colors, but there are no exposed works.

An easel stood beside the table by the window, also covered with a heavy flannelette.

She was about to lift the cloth off the easel when suddenly there was the sound of a door lock downstairs.

She withdrew her hand, exited the studio, leaned on the railing of the corridor, and saw Zhuge Liang coming in from the door.

As if sensing someone looking at him, Zhuge Liang suddenly raised his head and met Wang Zhaojun's gaze.

The moment their eyes met, Wang Zhaojun looked away indifferently for some unknown reason, and retracted his head.

Seeing this, Zhuge Liang curled his lips and walked upstairs.

He thought Wang Zhaojun had returned to the room, but when he went up to the second floor, he saw her leaning on the door frame studying her fingernails.Judging from their previous experience in recruiting, she had something to say.But he pretended not to know, and went straight to his room.

"Hi!" Wang Zhaojun called to him, "Are you a painter?"

Zhuge Liang stopped opening the door: "Who told you that if you can draw, you have to be a painter?"

"Then...how did you draw it?"

Zhuge Liang turned his head, and Wang Zhaojun was looking at him with his arms raised.

"What are you asking about?"

Wang Zhaojun thought of Yuan Ge that morning, the photo was not secretly taken, but the picture was still in her mind.

"I also want to learn to draw."

This surprised Zhuge Liang: "What do you want to draw?"

"one person."

Zhuge Liang was stunned for a moment, then chuckled disdainfully: "With your background, you won't be able to draw a human figure in a while."

"Hey." Wang Zhaojun was dissatisfied, "We are under the same roof now, can we get along well?"

"The well water does not interfere with the river water, this is the best I can do." He walked into the room and closed the door, blocking Wang Zhaojun who followed him from the door.

"Tch, you still say you welcome me, hypocrisy!"

……

After moving home this time, Wang Zhaojun did feel that Zhuge Liang gave her way more than before.

In the past, she provoked him three times, and he might fight back once; now she provoked him ten times, and he didn't see any reaction.

After staying for more than a month, Wang Zhaojun felt that living at home was not bad, but the only downside was that there were too many men.

In order to make her feel more comfortable, Zhuge Gui never came upstairs, and he was always on business trips, so he rarely saw him at home, but Zhuge Liang was on the same floor as her, sharing a bathroom and bathroom, which was not quite right. convenient.

That night, after taking a shower, Wang Zhaojun realized that he forgot to bring a change of underwear.

There happened to be no one at home, so she didn't wrap herself up like a dumpling like usual, but wrapped herself in a bath towel and left the bathroom.

But as soon as she came out, she saw that the light in the studio was on.

Could it be that she just forgot to turn off the light after peeping?Or did he come back while she was taking a shower?

She tiptoed forward and opened the door.

There was no one there, but the canvas had been removed from the easel, and there were fresh paints on the table—it seemed that he had just returned, but had left again.

Before taking a bath, she came in and searched for a long time but couldn't find his painting.This time, she finally saw it—a woman on the canvas, with abstract features and bold colors.

Wang Zhaojun touched his chin and looked at it, what kind of painting style is this?fauvism?
"Why are you here?"

Wang Zhaojun was taken aback, and when he turned around, he touched the palette on the table.

Fortunately, Zhuge Liang had quick eyes and quick hands, and quickly reached out to hold the palette, but because of this, he caught the towel wrapped around Wang Zhaojun's body.

The bath towel slid down, Zhuge Liang quickly looked away.

Wang Zhaojun was startled, but when he looked down, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

Fortunately, she was still wearing a tube top miniskirt, because she was not wearing underwear, so she deliberately wrapped it in a bath towel.

Looking up and seeing Zhuge Liang's face glanced to one side, she smiled: "I can't tell, he's quite a gentleman!"

Zhuge Liang hooked the corners of his mouth, but still looked away: "Put on your clothes, or I'll be rude."

Wang Zhaojun didn't dare to really provoke him, he lowered his head to pick up the bath towel, and caught a glimpse of Zhuge Liang's feet walking out of the studio out of the corner of his eye.

She rewrapped the bath towel and came out, only to find that he was still outside the door.She walked over and said, "Teach me how to draw! In exchange, in front of my uncle and my mother, I will be a good sister obediently, and you will not suffer."

Zhuge Liang turned his head and looked at her with a half-smile: "What's so good about an ex, to cast aside or remember?"

This question stopped Wang Zhaojun.

Seeing this, Zhuge Liang just smiled: "My dear sister, I don't need it. If you really want to learn, turn left outside the community and you will find the Children's Palace. Although the teachers there are not qualified, they are more than enough to teach you."

Wang Zhaojun was taken aback: Children's Palace?Isn't that where little kids go?
(End of this chapter)