The male god of quick time travel, give me face

Chapter 451 A Brilliant Pen (21)

After queuing for more than ten minutes before reaching Luoxing, she paid and walked out of the clothing store with her clothes in her arms.

There are also many people queuing in the locker room.

Luo Xing: "..." There is a queue for this, and there is also a queue for that, it's so annoying.

Luo Xing grumbled in his heart, but resigned himself to his fate and walked over to line up.

There are no rules, no circles, if you don't abide by the order, you don't know what kind of chaos will be here.

Although she can also speed change, but there are too many people here, and she is too eye-catching to do that.

Alas... life is hard.

Luo Xing lined up, like everyone else, squatting on the ground, took out the mirror makeup bag, and got her hair and make-up done.

After her hair and makeup were done, she hadn't been in the queue yet, so she took out her phone to check that she didn't have enough time, so she looked around and found a secluded place to change her clothes.

After she changed her clothes, she threw the clothes she had worn into her backpack and walked towards the entrance of the mountain.

The large vermilion lacquer gate and stone wall at the entrance block the road, and the stone wall is also equipped with a power grid. If you want to climb over the wall and enter, the difficulty factor is 80.00%.

The people who came here were obviously here just to have fun, and they didn't think about disturbing the order, so they just lined up obediently.

"..." Still waiting in line!
When she goes in, she won't just be beaten once, but twice!

In Guofeng Villa, Jiang Yan sneezed. She always felt that she had forgotten something, but she couldn't think of what it was.

Probably because the young master is on summer vacation recently, some weird things always happen at home, and the pressure is too great.

Luo Xing paid 6000 yuan for the entrance fee at the door, trying to maintain a smile on his face, and then spent another 1000 yuan to rent a horse.

These days, part-time jobs don't allow people to work part-time.

Whoever wants to teach at Nanshan Academy, she will give him the position.

This place is a trap, half a month's part-time job is not enough to cause harm here.

After paying the money, Luo Xing took a deep breath, hung his backpack on the horse, pulled the reins and got on the horse.

She patted the horse's belly with her legs, and the snow-white sweaty and bloody BMW zipper slipped out.

The academy is built halfway up the mountain, and the Guofeng villa is at the innermost part of the academy. After paying the entrance fee at the foot of the mountain, there is no charge for food, clothing, housing and transportation on the mountain, and there are no souvenirs sold on the mountain.

Here is the perfect separation of money transactions and sight seeing.

The road for the carriage and the road for the horses are separated by wooden railings. Almost all the people who come here for sightseeing go up the mountain in a carriage, and Luo Xing rides a horse alone.

There was no obstacle on the way up the mountain. After riding for half an hour, she arrived at the gate of Nanshan Academy.

The gate of Nanshan Academy is also a vermillion-lacquered gate. Two antique lampposts are placed at the gate. A thousand-year-old tree is planted on the left hand side of the gate, and many word puzzles are hung on the tree.

A group of people gathered under the tree to guess crossword puzzles. Occasionally one or two guesses were made, the puzzles on the tree were removed, and the answers were written, and then went to the gate and handed it to the person who guarded the gate guard.

Those people read the answers, and if they answered correctly, they could enter the academy.

That is to say, you are uneducated and want to go in to play, but you can't get in.

There are quite a lot of things about this kind of private scenic spot.

This is interesting, but it is a bit embarrassing if you can't guess it and can't get in the door.

Luo Xing tightened the reins and got off the horse, and returned the horse to Nanshan Academy, who refunded her 900 yuan deposit.

It seems that the people in the academy are afraid that the players will hurt the horses, so the fees are so high.

Luo Xing stuffed the money into her backpack and walked towards the puzzle tree. She took off one and walked to the side of the scholar who set up a stall, borrowed a brush to write the answer to the puzzle, and entered the door smoothly.

After entering the door, there is a path paved with cobblestones. The road to school is written on the front of the road. She doesn't know how long it is, but there is no end in sight anyway.

She took back what she said before if it was to make up lessons for the cub, she could make up for him for free, but now she wants to add money, triple the amount.

Not only do they double, but they also beat people up.
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In the Guofeng villa, Mr. Jiang finished arranging the Buddha, came out of the Buddhist hall, and walked to the front hall on crutches.

Although it is called Guofeng Villa, all the buildings are built in accordance with the ancient architectural style, with unique atmosphere, pavilions and pavilions, and a kind of scholarly elegance everywhere.

After Mr. Jiang entered the front hall, he sat down on the main seat, and a group of men and women in ancient costumes stood in order of seniority.

After the old man sat down, a group of people said in unison: "Please press it for father."

"Greetings to Grandfather."

Mr. Jiang waved his hands, "Get up, half a month will be the Ghost Festival, how is the festival going?"

"I'm almost ready to go back to my father."

"Go and check again. This is a century-old ceremony. Worshiping ancestors, there is no room for error."

"It's father."

After Mr. Jiang explained the business, a smile appeared on his face. His eyes swept across the faces of the group of people in the middle of the hall. When he didn't see the person he was looking for, his expression sank, "Where's Han Mu?"

Jiang Yan came out and replied: "Go back to the old man, the young master fell down just now, and he was bandaged by Dr. Zhang."

Mr. Jiang frowned, showing a worried expression, "It's not serious."

"Just scratch the skin a little bit, it's not serious."

"That's good." Mr. Jiang thought of another matter, and asked again: "Didn't I find a tutor for Han Mu yesterday? Has the little girl come?"

"……"What?

Jiang Yan blinked her eyes, and she said that she forgot something in the morning. It turned out that she forgot to pick up someone.

Jiang Yan lowered her head, clasped her fists and raised her head above her head, "Back to the old man, Miss Luo Xing just called and said that she has arrived at the entrance of the academy. I will pick her up after the morning meeting."

"Go now, take it directly to Mu Han's yard." How could the little grandson's mood be important in the morning meeting? He saw it in the car yesterday. When Han Mu looked at the little girl, he didn't even roll his eyes of.

If Han Mu likes that girl, as a good grandfather, how can he not create opportunities for them.

As long as he thought of Han Mu's future daughter-in-law, Mr. Jiang's mood would be very good.

"Yes." Jiang Yan stepped back and walked out, and when she was out the door, she turned around and quickly looked for someone.

Standing in the middle of the hall, Jiang Hanmu's parents didn't understand what old man Jiang and Jiang Yan were talking about, "Father, you just said that you found a tutor for Xiao Mu?"

There are so many professors recruited from prestigious schools in Nanshan Academy, is it still necessary to find a tutor for the children outside?
Besides, although Xiao Mu is a bit biased, her academic performance is not bad.

"I found the tutor for Han Mu, don't worry about it, just remember that girl will be Han Mu's daughter-in-law in the future, and you are not allowed to bully her."

Standing behind Jiang Yaqing poked her head out and said, "Daughter-in-law? Grandpa, Brother Han Mu is only 17 years old. If you find him a fiancee, he won't be happy."

(End of this chapter)