Scum Transformation Game [Quick Transmigration]

Is there even a need to ask?

Of course, it should be opened immediately, the sooner the better!

"Hey, dear player, Duan Zimo's favorability recorder has been turned on, but the favorability is not enough to open his background information, please work hard to capture him! Huh!"

...In another world, even the mechanical female voice would be cute, but this cold stick reads with these lines, it sounds extra joyful.

With the lessons of Master Wang, Lin Xuan has already been fully prepared mentally, and knows that his strategies are all tough. Even if the favorability is turned on, there is only a slight value, and the background information cannot be turned on at all.

Sure enough, he looked into his mind intently, only ten.

He still has to work hard, but it's not a poor five.

——Speaking of which, if the system hadn't given him some very important reminders last night, I'm afraid Duan Zimo's favorability could not be turned on.

Who would have known that a ruthless bodyguard who kills like chickens during missions actually likes sweets... completely beyond his expectations.

Each one is the legendary contrast cute.

It's not enough just to know that the other party likes to eat sweets, this dessert can be eaten anywhere, the key is the heart.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan in this world has lit up the skill of cooking.

The best and favorite dessert happens to be the same dessert, sweet-scented osmanthus jelly.

This sweet-scented osmanthus jelly is actually the modern sweet-scented osmanthus milk jelly, but it took a lot of time to make in ancient times, and milk was only eaten by rich families. It just so happens that these ingredients are nothing to Shang Shufu, so Lin Xuan made it after a little time , Town in the big ice cellar in the cellar, take a bite after exercising, refreshed and sweet to the heart.

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The sweet-scented osmanthus jelly has been brought up by the servants. The crystal clear honey-yellow sweet-scented osmanthus is poured on the milk jelly, and the sweet fragrance can be smelled from afar.

"Zimo, please." After sitting down, Lin Xuan pointed to the stool next to him as a gesture of invitation.

Duan Zimo refused to sit, "It's better for the younger ones to stand."

"If you don't sit down, then I'll stand with you." Lin Xuan said and was about to stand up.

As a result, Duan Zimo had to sit down.

Lin Xuan pushed one of the plates of sweet-scented osmanthus jelly in front of Duan Zimo, "Try it."

"Yes."

Duan Zimo nodded in agreement, and then began to remove the mask from his face.

——The action was very calm, without hesitation, as if he was doing a very normal thing.

It seems that there should be no scars on the guard's face, but he only wears a mask when performing tasks.

Lin Xuan thought so.

Soon the mask on Duan Zimo's face was taken off by himself.

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, white skin and desolate temperament, he can be said to be a very handsome man.But there is a very conspicuous mark on the forehead, which seems to be deliberately damaged to cover up something.

Such as tattoos.

The method of destroying the tattoo is relatively rough, and the growth on the marks is a bit serious, and it is estimated that it is quite old and irreversible.

——But it didn't affect his appearance at all, the beauty was flawed, but it added a special attractiveness.

Lin Xuan thought that there was a kind of punishment called "ink punishment" in ancient times, which was to tattoo the faces of prisoners or slaves, so that they would not only suffer physical pain, but also humiliate them mentally.

Brother Duan seems to have a very complicated past.

Although Duan Zimo acted so calmly that he didn't care, it was impossible for Lin Xuan to dig other people's wounds. He just pretended not to see it and invited the younger brother to try his craft.

"Thank you Mr. Lin." After Duan Zimo cupped his fists again to thank him, he picked up the wooden spoon and carefully scooped up a small piece into his mouth.

Then Lin Xuan witnessed with his own eyes the moment when the facial expression of a stern-eyed person softened—the corners of Duan Zimo's mouth even slightly curled up because of the deliciousness.

Desserts can sometimes be like magic, melting the ice and bringing spring to life.

Brother Duan's smile was very pretty, and Lin Xuan felt inexplicably familiar with this smile, as if he had mixed many familiar things, but he could extract the elements one by one, but his mind went blank.

too weird.

This feeling has already been experienced by Master Wang. Unexpectedly, in this world, this feeling in Duan Zimo is even heavier.

what on earth is it?Lin Xuan couldn't understand it.

"Mr. Lin, the sweet-scented osmanthus jelly is very delicious." After taking a bite, Duan Zimo put down the spoon.

Lin Xuan saw that he was still staring at the panna cotta in the bowl from the corner of his eye. He obviously liked it, but he had to stop because of etiquette. He thought it was a little funny and cute.

He guessed that Duan Zimo should be young, maybe only seventeen or eighteen, so no matter how old he acts, he will inadvertently reveal his youthful side.

"Since it's delicious, why don't you finish it?" Lin Xuan said with a smile, "Or is it a lie to me that it's delicious?"

Duan Zimo immediately said: "I didn't lie to Mr. Lin, it's really delicious."

"Then eat it up, I'm happiest after eating it up." After that, Lin Xuan took a large spoonful of sweet-scented osmanthus jelly and put it into his mouth. It was icy and sweet, which was very suitable in this late summer season.

"Yes."

In the end, Duan Zimo ate up all the sweet-scented osmanthus jelly in the bowl, showing a very satisfied expression.

——Although it took only a moment to restore his previous stern appearance, for Lin Xuan, this was a huge improvement.

…………

In the following days, Duan Zimo would come to the Shangshu Mansion every morning to instruct Lin Xuan to practice kung fu.

The favorability has also increased twice, but each time it is only three or four points, and it is still a little short of opening the background information.

Lin Xuan was not in a hurry, this kind of otherworldly experience made him feel peaceful.

Thinking back to the real world, his father severed ties with him, and his mother lost contact long ago after marrying abroad. Although he had many friends, he had no life-and-death acquaintances. As for love, it came and went like the wind. It seems that I can never be quiet, so I keep myself very busy, whether it is work or love.

But after passing through the first world, he found that he had changed a little. He could actually calm down, and the restlessness in his heart seemed to be slowly healed. This kind of different life made him realize something that he hadn't noticed before. reason.

……

In the early morning of this day, Lin Xuan had just taken a stride under the leadership of Duan Zimo. When he was taking a nap, the servant sent a post.

Lin Xuan opened it and saw that it was an invitation to the Autumn Poetry Fair.

This poetry meeting is a thing among the upper-class princes in the capital. It is organized by Zhang Xingling, the eldest son of Prime Minister Zhang's family. It is held every spring and autumn in Xiantaochi on the outskirts of Beijing.

Xiantao Pond is a small lake with a very beautiful scenery in the suburbs of Beijing. It is formed by the spring water of Xiantao Mountain. A large area of ​​peach and plum trees are planted by the lake.

Although the scenery in autumn is not as good as that in summer, you can also watch the moon and fish, write poems and drink wine, and express your feelings.

Looking back at the database, Lin Xuan in this world is considered the backbone of this poetry club, and he is also a good friend with Zhang Xingling. He will participate every time, but he used to be in poor health. Others compose poems and drink alcohol. .

If you don't participate this time, it will arouse suspicion, and there is a danger of collapse.

only to go.

Lin Xuan put away the post and handed it to the boy, and said to Duan, who was standing upright by the side: "Zimo, I'm afraid I won't be able to practice in the morning, and I have to leave early in the morning to rush to the peach blossom pond outside the city, so you just have a rest Day, you have worked hard these days."

Duan Zimo nodded, "Yes, Mr. Lin."

Lin Xuandao: "Speaking of which, I would like to thank you for catching the flower picker that day, so that the poetry meeting that was originally planned to be canceled was able to reopen."

Back then, the incident of the flower-pickers had a bad influence, and the government was unable to catch the culprits, which made people in the capital panic. Zhang Xingling was ordered by Prime Minister Zhang to cancel the poetry meeting and was not allowed to go to secluded places in the suburbs.

"This is what a villain should do, Mr. Lin, please don't be so polite." Duan Zimo said, "That villain has done a lot of harm, and he should have ended up like this long ago."

"By the way," Lin Xuan's heart moved, "Zimo, you can go to Xiantaochi with me. The scenery there is beautiful, and you can also go for a visit."

Duan Zimo lowered his head slightly, "Thank you Mr. Lin for your kindness, I won't go when I'm younger."

"Okay." Lin Xuan didn't have much hope when he invited him, and knew that he would not go with him, so he stopped forcing him and called him to come and sit down, "Come and try this mung bean cake and see the taste how."

"Thank you Mr. Lin." Seeing the dessert, Duan Zimo's sternness subsided, revealing a touch of softness unconsciously.

Since eating sweet-scented osmanthus jelly that day, after practicing martial arts every day, Duan Zimo will stay and eat dessert with Lin Xuan before leaving. This seems to be a small tacit understanding between the two of them.

Duan Zimo didn't wear a mask when he taught him martial arts, but put it on when he left the yard.

The late summer sun is bright but not violent. Eating dessert under the shade of a tree with a handsome guy is the ultimate enjoyment after fatigue.

This seems to be a good life, Lin Xuan looked at the other side's handsome profile, thinking lazily.