Reborn Queen

"Ziyu, are you going to leave now?" Seeing Yan Ziyu standing up, the friend next to him raised his eyebrows and grabbed Yan Ziyu, "Let's play for a while!"

"You didn't say you wanted to come to this kind of place at first," Yan Ziyu frowned slightly, and her tone was a little helpless, obviously dissatisfied with this friend.

When they first came out, they didn't say they wanted to come to a place like Lange. They raised their eyes, and there were young ladies welcoming them everywhere they entered their eyes. It was obviously a man who was still covered in makeup, which was disgusting!

"Don't be so rigid!" The man seemed unaware of Yan Ziyu's mood, and winked at Yan Ziyu, "I just want you to relax?"

Yan Ziyu glanced at that friend after hearing this, and decided to keep a distance from this person in the future: "I still have something to do, you guys have fun."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for a few people to react, he turned around and left directly. Yan Ziyu would not be obliged to stay in this kind of place for a while longer.

The Yan family had a strict family education, and Yan Ziyu's grandfather was a firm believer in the truth that "female sex misleads people". Yan Ziyu didn't even have a housemaid around her. Ziyu has lost her impulse and interest in these things, and Yan Ziyu has some slight obsession with cleanliness, so she naturally looks down on such places where she is greeted and sent.

If she hadn't been tricked into coming here today, Yan Ziyu would never have set foot in such a place.

"Mr. Chen was joking, so let's just pretend that Yunrong doesn't know how to flatter you."

Just when Yan Ziyu turned to leave, he suddenly heard a cold voice from behind. Even Yan Ziyu had to admit that the voice was really nice. When he turned around, he saw Song Zhiqian in white clothes coming from behind. Walked out of a room.

When Song Zhiqian was going out, he happened to see Yan Ziyu who was not far from the door. After seeing Yan Ziyu, Song Zhiqian was stunned, and a strange emotion flashed in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up, and then moved away Eye.

"My lord advises you to be more sensible!" At this moment, another sullen man in brocade clothes walked out of the room, looking at Song Zhiqian with unfriendly eyes, as if he wanted to swallow Song Zhiqian alive.

"Yunrong is indeed not sensible enough, and made Mr. Chen laugh." Song Zhiqian turned to look at Chen Jin, feeling sick for a while. Even after so long, Song Zhiqian still couldn't adapt, but at least now Song Zhiqian can do a good job on the surface, even in his heart. It was disgusting, and Song Zhiqian didn't show anything on his face.

"You..." Chen Jin narrowed his eyes, he came here today just to have fun with this legendary Mr. Ya.

Chen Jin has seen a lot of people who perform art without selling themselves, and know that in this kind of place, they only care about money and don't recognize people. As long as the money is in place, it's all fucking bullshit for performing arts without selling themselves, but Chen Jin, who has always been smooth in this respect It never occurred to him that he hit a soft nail here.

"Mr. Chen wants to drink, play chess, talk about poetry and Fu, and Yunrong will accompany him. Since Mr. Chen has ordered Yunrong, he should abide by Yunrong's rules. Xiaoliu, see off the guests!" Song Zhiqian did not give Chen Jin When it was time to react, he just walked away.

Chen Jin originally wanted to say something, but was stopped by a friend at the side:

"Mr. Chen, forget it, you can't do anything in this place..."

"It's not like you don't know if he's selling himself or not. Come on, don't you think this is not bad?"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, this kind of person doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and he won't be high for long."

"I've already inquired about it. At the end of next month, it's probably..."

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Perhaps because of the persuasion of others, Chen Jin gradually calmed down. After he calmed down, Chen Jin glanced at the people who looked at him from time to time: "What are you looking at!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Jin walked back into the house.

This was the first time Song Zhiqian and Yan Ziyu met. Although they only looked at each other, they left deep impressions in each other's hearts.

This Yunrong doesn't look like the young lady here - this is Yan Ziyu's thoughts.

This person doesn't look like a benefactor who will come here - this is what Song Zhiqian thought.

Perhaps there was a beginning, Yan Ziyu seemed to hear news about Yun Rong often in the next period of time, for example, he has a splendid talent, and he writes well, for example, people like him more than Yun Rong. Call him "Ya Gongzi", for example, today, Ya Gongzi drove someone out of the house again, and the angry young master jumped up and down.

I am afraid that only Shangxi from the Chunfeng Building in the capital can compare with Mr. Ya. This is a saying that has been circulated among Yan Ziyu's friends.

Listening to these rumors, Yan Ziyu became more and more curious about Song Zhiqian. I heard that he has a very bad temper. I heard that he said that he would kill the pick. I heard that many people have touched soft nails in his hands. I heard...

Yan Ziyu heard many rumors, but the most heard rumor was that Mr. Ya had written another good article.

For these, Yan Ziyu didn't quite believe it at first, because how powerful can a young lady be?What kind of articles can you make?Born in the Yan family, Yan Ziyu is always more arrogant than others in this respect.

When Yan Ziyu changed his mind, it was because of a sentence from a teacher that Yan Ziyu respected very much: "Your article..."

"I hope the teacher can give me some pointers." Yan Ziyu looked at her article, it was an assignment assigned by her father, so before handing it over to her father, Yan Ziyu could only discuss it with the teacher first.

"Look here..." The teacher did not disappoint Yan Ziyu, and after a while, he pointed out a few points from Yan Ziyu's article, which made Yan Ziyu suddenly enlightened:

"Thank you, teacher." Yan Ziyu looked at the place the teacher pointed out just now, but felt something was wrong. This was not very similar to the teacher's previous style.

"This is what Mr. Ya said." The teacher seemed to sense Yan Ziyu's doubts, waved his hand, and said this sentence. After saying it, the teacher realized that something was wrong. He is a flirtatious and talented man, but he is very unhuman in terms of womanhood, not close to women, and even less close to men. Now that he is talking about Mr. Ya, Ziyu should not know who it is.

"The one from Lange?" Yan Ziyu was taken aback when he heard the teacher's words. He originally thought it was just a gimmick created by Lange, but the points pointed out by the teacher just now seemed to be very tricky.

"Ziyu knows?" Hearing Yan Ziyu's words, the teacher was a little surprised, he didn't expect Yan Ziyu to know.

"I've heard about it." Yan Ziyu nodded. He had only met Song Zhiqian once, and Yan Ziyu had only two feelings about this side. One is good-looking; As for the others, they are all heard from other people.

"It's true that you have beautiful breasts, but it's a pity..." The teacher shook his head when he heard Yan Ziyu's words, and didn't say anything else.

Yan Ziyu's teacher is now at the age of knowing the destiny, and the world is full of peaches and plums. The most common thing he does on weekdays is to teach and educate people. As for Song Zhiqian, he also saw him occasionally and had a few conversations with him. Later, Song Zhiqian was recognized as When he came out, he knew the identity of the other party.

With a lot of knowledge but with such an identity, the teacher is a person who cherishes talents, so he will naturally express such emotion.

"Really." Hearing this, Yan Ziyu didn't know how to respond. He didn't know Song Zhiqian, but now he was a little curious——

What kind of talent is it that makes the teacher say "it's a pity" in such a tone?

Once the seeds of curiosity are planted, they will germinate if you don't pay attention.Yan Ziyu was not a person who would wrong him, so not long after, Yan Ziyu went to Lange and met Song Zhiqian by name.

When seeing him for the first time, Song Zhiqian seemed a little surprised, but after a while, he sat down in front of Yan Ziyu with his normal expression: "What do you want to talk about, my lord?"

Yan Ziyu watched Song Zhiqian change the wine into tea, and raised his eyebrows calmly: "You seem surprised?"

Yan Ziyu is not a person who is particularly good at reading people's expressions, but at that moment just now, Song Zhiqian's emotions were too obvious, even a person like Yan Ziyu who is not very good at reading people's expressions can see it.

"Young master doesn't seem like someone who would come to this kind of place." Song Zhiqian said as he poured a cup of tea for Yan Ziyu, his movements were flowing like clouds and flowing water, even Yan Ziyu had to say it was beautiful.

"We also met in this kind of place last time." Yan Ziyu put the teacup under his nose and smelled it, the tea was pleasantly fragrant.

After Song Zhiqian heard Yan Ziyu's words, he smiled lightly, but didn't say anything else.But in this smile, Yan Ziyu saw a trace of understanding.

Yan Ziyu didn't say anything anymore, instead she took a book from the side: "I'm here today because I want to ask Mr. Ya two questions."

"I can't bear the word 'ask for advice', Mr. Yan." Song Zhiqian glanced at Yan Ziyu when he heard Yan Ziyu's words. The man asked for advice, but his tone seemed to be finding fault.

Yan Ziyu ignored Song Zhiqian, opened the book in his hand, and revealed the problems that had been bothering him.He did come to find fault, because Yan Ziyu was still a little unconvinced about Mr. Ya, not sure if it was Lange's intention or Song Zhiqian's intention.

Now "Young Master Ya" has gained a great reputation in the city. As long as people mention Mr. Ya, it is a comment that he has a beautiful chest and a wealth of knowledge. It is better than Mr. Ya.

Although the man was beaten down by the people around him, Yan Ziyu also had a pimple in his heart. In addition, he was curious about Song Zhiqian, so Yan Ziyu simply came to Song Zhiqian with his own problems.

"I don't know if Mr. Yan is satisfied with Yunrong's explanation?" After Song Zhiqian heard Yan Ziyu's question, he had a guess in his heart that this person was indeed here to find fault.

If it were someone else, Song Zhiqian might insist that the person who gave the money was the uncle, and follow his will to say that he didn't know, but for some reason, Song Zhiqian couldn't see Yan Ziyu being so embarrassing. The answer came out.

"Thank you, Mr. Ya, for clearing up my confusion." Sure enough, as soon as Song Zhiqian finished speaking, Yan Ziyu's face became a little ugly. He didn't expect that this Mr. Ya really had two brushes.

"Mr. Yan is serious." Song Zhiqian seemed unable to see Yan Ziyu's embarrassment, and raised his hand to pour a cup of tea for Yan Ziyu, with a humble expression.

"Hmph!" Yan Ziyu looked at Song Zhiqian's pleasing expression, stood up from the stool, and walked away.

Song Zhiqian looked at Yan Ziyu's back, and the corners of his lips twitched: This Mr. Yan is quite interesting.

In the next few days, Yan Ziyu came to Lange to kick the hall with books almost every day... Ah no, I asked for advice, and Song Zhiqian responded freely, as if he didn't feel the slightest bit of Yan Ziyu's "exhaustive painstaking efforts", and sometimes he would ask a few questions in reply. The question left Yan Ziyu speechless.

It was also for this reason that every time Yan Ziyu left Song Zhiqian's place, his expression was extremely ugly.

Gradually, there were rumors in the city, saying that Yan Ziyu was Song Zhiqian's newest guest, and that Yan Ziyu wanted to marry Fangze but was repeatedly rejected by Song Zhiqian. Of course, the most circulated version was that Yan Ziyu was sad The beautiful man passes, but the flowing water is affectionate, and the falling flowers have no intention.

Hearing these rumors, Yan Ziyu's bad mood was even worse, but she didn't give up on going to Lange to find fault.Because of Yan Ziyu, Song Zhiqian hadn't received any foreign guests for a month.

Just dealing with Yan Ziyu every day, Song Zhiqian would spend a lot of energy. After all, the questions Yan Ziyu brought up were either tricky or profound. Song Zhiqian's answers were far less relaxed than they appeared on the surface.

It is precisely because of this that the rumors of Yan Ziyu and Song Zhiqian's relationship are rampant, but Yan Ziyu's mentality has gradually changed, from being unconvinced at the beginning, to gradually convincing, and finally admiring, it is just a Within a month, Yan Ziyu had introduced Song Zhiqian as a confidant.

Because he discovered that Song Zhiqian did live up to his reputation.

"It's still Zhiqian who is amazing. I asked others today and they don't know." After listening to Song Zhiqian's words, Yan Ziyu nodded quickly, looking at Song Zhiqian's eyes with uncontrollable joy.

"Admit now that I'm good?" Song Zhiqian laughed when he heard Yan Ziyu's words. He still remembered the attitude of this person when he first came here. He didn't pay much attention to whether his nose was his nose or his eyes.

From the address Yan Ziyu said just now, it can be heard that Song Zhiqian's status has changed not only in this month, but Yan Ziyu's status in Song Zhiqian's heart has also changed. Song Zhiqian doesn't know why he told Yan Ziyu his real name , but after he said it, he didn't regret it. After discovering this, Song Zhiqian was not too upset.

It is precisely because of this that Song Zhiqian is now much more casual when facing Yan Ziyu.

"Ahem..." Hearing this, Yan Ziyu quickly coughed twice, and looked at Song Zhiqian with a trace of blame in his eyes. Why did this person expose himself?

"Don't come here in the future." Song Zhiqian looked at Yan Ziyu's eyes, did not continue this topic, but talked about another matter, this sentence was as early as half a month ago when Song Zhiqian and Yan Ziyu's relationship improved , he wanted to tell Yan Ziyu.

"Why?" Yan Ziyu frowned, somewhat puzzled.

"My social status is not low." Song Zhiqian is the only young master in Lange whose price is calculated by time. Every time Yan Ziyu comes for two or three hours, how can this money be described as flowing water?

"I know," Yan Ziyu glanced at Song Zhiqian, of course he knew, when he gave the money for the first time, he murmured for a while, "But it doesn't matter, I have a lot of private houses."

Yan Ziyu's private house is indeed quite a lot, since he was a child, he didn't have any place for big expenses, and he saved a lot of money, let alone a month, even a year, Yan Ziyu can afford it.

"I go out during the day, and the bustard won't restrain me." Song Zhiqian glanced at Yan Ziyu. Although he had a lot of restrictions on going out during the day, it was much better than Yan Ziyu coming every day.

"I'm not short of this money." Yan Ziyu frowned. Song Zhiqian went out once and Yan Ziyu saw that battle once.

Song Zhiqian is the most valuable son of Lange, so he is naturally very strict with the money-cow bustard. He has to bring a lot of people with him when he goes out, and he can't have time alone with other people. Whenever he thinks of that battle, Yan Ziyu feels a little embarrassed. no.

"Besides, you don't have to deal with those messy people, isn't it great?" Song Zhiqian is different from other young men in Lange, he does not sell himself, so he doesn't have to wait all night, and he can finish work after three hours a day , Yan Ziyu simply made a circle.

Song Zhiqian was stunned after hearing this, looked at Yan Ziyu, and sighed softly: "Actually, it doesn't matter, I don't care anymore after a few years."

"If you really don't care, you won't be in a bad mood." Yan Ziyu came late for a few days, and Song Zhiqian was meeting guests in front of him. When Song Zhiqian came back, Yan Ziyu had clearly seen the disgust in Song Zhiqian's eyes .

At first, Yan Ziyu was a little puzzled. If she was only talking about poetry and prose, Yan Ziyu would not look like that. Until one day, Yan Ziyu accidentally saw Song Zhiqian's dancing posture, and she was really shocked. At that time, Yan Ziyu's mind There is only one sentence in the book: a light body can be a palm dance.

It was later that Yan Ziyu found out that Song Zhiqian was not someone who only knew how to write poems and songs. He was able to maintain a high social status in Lange all the time because of his dancing skills. For the purpose, poetry and poetry are just a means for those people to be arty or show off their talents.

How can you be invincible in Lange with just poetry and songs?How can you satisfy those young masters?It was precisely because of his dancing skills that Song Zhiqian dared to be so defiant.

But these things that gave Song Zhiqian superiority, Song Zhiqian didn't like it. Rather than dancing, Song Zhiqian preferred to chat with Yan Ziyu, but not every guest was Yan Ziyu. Come to Lange to order his guests. Most people want to sleep with him, but if they can't sleep, they will let Song Zhiqian dance a song.

Most of the time, Song Zhiqian would dance three or four tunes a day, and it was not uncommon for Song Zhiqian to pick up guests the next day when he couldn't lift his legs up.

After Song Zhiqian heard Yan Ziyu's words, he lowered his eyebrows and didn't know how to answer the words. He really didn't like it, but he didn't want Yan Ziyu to come every day. In Song Zhiqian's heart, Yan Ziyu was different from those benefactors after all.

"Let's not talk about this now," Yan Ziyu saw Song Zhiqian's expression, and knew that he didn't agree very much, so he simply changed the subject, "What's the matter with the rumors a few days ago?"

"What rumors?" Song Zhiqian saw that Yan Ziyu didn't want to continue talking, so he could only put the words aside, and the days like this would not be too long.

"It's the rumors about you being so talented and well-educated." Yan Ziyu gave Song Zhiqian a teasing look. After getting along with Song Zhiqian, Yan Ziyu knew that Song Zhiqian was a low-key person, and it was impossible for him to let go of those rumors. out.

"It was the old bustard who asked people to pass it on." Song Zhiqian's eyes flashed a trace of clarity and coldness. He had also heard some of those rumors.

"Why did people spread this all of a sudden?" Song Zhiqian had been listing for several years, so how could he be thinking about building momentum?

"Because I can't wait to get a big fortune, and in a few years, I won't be able to get it." Song Zhiqian glanced at Yan Ziyu, he knew that Yan Ziyu wouldn't understand that Yan Ziyu didn't even go to Chunlou on weekdays , How can it be clear about these methods?

If you don't make your reputation bigger, how can you sell it at a good price?

"What do you mean?" Yan Ziyu really didn't understand, what does it mean to get a big pen, and you won't be able to get it after a few years?

Although Yan Ziyu didn't understand, Song Zhiqian's expression let him know that it was probably not a good thing.

"It's nothing." Song Zhiqian shook his head. Yan Ziyu didn't know this before, and now Song Zhiqian didn't want him to know about it. Thinking of this, Song Zhiqian sighed and looked at Yan Ziyu, "Actually, you shouldn't have come."

Yan Ziyu's reputation in the city is not small, her background is good, she is not close to women, I don't know how many spring girls' dreams are, but now she comes to her every day, and her reputation is gone. He builds momentum for himself.

"What?" Yan Ziyu blinked, shouldn't he be here?It didn't work out, "I just regret that I didn't come sooner."

At the beginning, Yan Ziyu didn't take Song Zhiqian directly as he did now. Sometimes he came earlier, and sometimes he left earlier. He had seen many guests make things difficult for Song Zhiqian, although Song Zhiqian was extremely shameless every time. Slap in the face, but every time the face is not very good-looking.

In the past, Yan Ziyu was still happy in his heart. He couldn't cure Song Zhiqian by himself, there was always someone who could control him. Now, one thing is one thing, the ancients sincerely do not deceive me.

But now, as long as Yan Ziyu thinks about those things, he hates himself for not coming earlier, making Song Zhiqian suffer so much for no reason, and wishing he could go back to a month ago and drive away all those who troubled Song Zhiqian.

When Song Zhiqian heard Yan Ziyu's words, how could he disagree with Yan Ziyu's meaning?Song Zhiqian only felt that the softest part of his heart was poked by something, numb and itchy. How long has it been since no one cares about him purely for any purpose?

But Song Zhiqian quickly suppressed the strangeness in his heart, looked at Yan Ziyu, smiled and said nothing, Yan Ziyu treated him well, he couldn't pull Yan Ziyu into the water.