After being dressed as cannon fodder, I became the favorite of the variety show group

No.40 who wants to divorce for four days.

After the elective courses were over, a few of them simply ate something in the cafeteria, and followed the dormitory supervisor to their dormitory.

Adran is a full boarding school, two people share a room with private bathroom.

Before entering the door, Isidore pointed to his room and said to An Rao: "I live next door to you, come to me if you have any questions."

She Guan is a fat, middle-aged woman who looks kindly and soft-spoken.

She opened the door of the dormitory: "Adlan's rule is to turn off the lights at ten o'clock every night. After turning off the lights, you must not go out. Get up at seven o'clock. I will come to call you when the time comes. Don't be late. If you don't want to be in a hurry From the punishment room."

The dormitory is small in size. There is a single bed on the east and west walls, and a cabinet-style study table at the end of the bed. The school also thoughtfully prepared laptops for students to look up information after class.

An Rao changed into his pajamas and sat on the bed, raised his eyes, and looked at Chu Guannan who was on the opposite bed.

Thin and powerful fingers slowly unbuttoned the shirt, and the two thick chest muscles burst with blood, swelling and bulging with the movement.

An Rao immediately looked away.

"Today is the first day of class, how do you feel?" Chu Guannan asked casually.

"Well...it's pretty good, but it's different from the domestic education method."

Chu Guannan nodded.

"This weekend, the school is on a monthly holiday, and my classmates invited me to London to play. Are you going?"

Chu Guannan: "Which classmate?"

"Isidore."

Chu Guannan lowered his eyelids and said in a low voice, "Go."

He took the shower gel and turned around to go into the bathroom to take a shower, leaving An Rao sitting on the bed alone in a daze.

After sitting for a long time, he turned on the computer and found the car structure diagram.

Picking up the pen and paper, I followed the structure diagram one by one and drew it over and over again.

On the first night of sleeping in school, the atmosphere was so quiet that it was scary.

The dormitory supervisor will patrol the corridors, and the students will close their eyes when the time comes, even if they can't sleep, they have to close their eyes and rest their minds. Whenever they hear someone talking, they will go directly to the punishment room to serve them.

An Rao turned over a few times, feeling as uncomfortable as a pancake.

He looked at Chu Guannan on the opposite bed through the dim blue moonlight.

This guy is so adaptable, he can fall asleep wherever he goes.

"Can't sleep?" A sudden voice sounded in the silence.

An Rao was taken aback, and quickly raised his hand and let out a "shh".

He didn't want to go into the punishment room again.

But on the opposite side, Chu Guannan had already sat up and stepped on the wooden floor with his bare feet to bring An Rao by his side.

He slowly squatted down, put one hand on his waist, and lowered his voice as much as possible: "Accept the bed?"

It's not that I recognize the bed, but that the quieter it is, the more panicked it becomes.

"Want to hear a story?"

"Are you crazy? What if the dormitory overhears you?"

"Then will you listen?"

An Rao was silent for a moment: "Listen."

He lifted the blanket and signaled Chu Guannan to come in.

It's already November, it's very cold in the morning and evening, and Chu Guannan is still sleeping with his upper body naked, what if he freezes to death, what if his idiot fans kill him, seal himself in cement and throw him into the sea?

Chu Guannan got into the bed, An Rao moved back twice to make room for him.

His body is very cool, like a snake without temperature, and the unique bath frankincense is extremely strong.

An Rao instantly felt completely enveloped, and the scent stimulated his brain wave after wave.

He squeezed his eyes shut and took a deep breath.

Then he opened his eyes and turned around the corner of the room, trying to find the little red dot on the monitor.

Um?Not even?

Then why is Chu Guannan pretending to be intimate? If it is acting, he is too dedicated.

The next moment, there was a cool feeling on the waist, and immediately, the hem of the pajamas was pulled down.

But that hand didn't intend to leave, instead, it hugged him tightly.

An Rao straightened his waist due to the cold, and moved closer to Chu Guannan's arms.

There was instant heat on his cheeks.

The strong and powerful body weighed him down and he couldn't breathe.

"What story do you want to hear?" Chu Guannan asked in a breathy tone.

"It's okay, there are no cameras here." An Rao said.

Chu Guannan looked at him suspiciously, not understanding what the answer meant.

"I said that there are no cameras for the program crew here." An Rao raised his voice a little.

A large hand reached over his mouth.

Only then did An Rao realize that if the housekeeper finds out, he will go to the punishment room.

"So you mean, there is no camera, and you want to do something other than the camera?" Chu Guannan's voice was very low and slightly hoarse.

An Rao:?

Chu Guannan's brain circuit was like a winding mountain road, and it felt like a punch had been punched in the cotton.

Before he could answer, the hem of the clothes suddenly loosened, and his cold hands touched the back of the pajamas along the pajamas.

An itchy, light and gentle touch suddenly struck.

An Rao trembled, and raised his hand to hold down the Lushan claw.

"I don't want to listen to the story anymore, you go back."

"I don't want to move, just sleep like this." Chu Guannan pressed his head into his arms.

The strong breath pressed An Rao's nerves, and the cool and hard chest muscles were pressed against his face, which were slippery and had obvious ups and downs.

so hard……

And it's hot.

After a while, there was a rhythmic breathing sound from above his head.

He actually fell asleep...

Chu Guannan, you don't care!

Early the next morning, An Rao heard a knock on the door in a daze.

He opened his eyes in a jerk, broke free from Chu Guannan's arms, got out of bed and opened the door.

"Good morning, little ones, it's time to get up." The dormitory manager walked into the dormitory with a smile, and glanced around the two beds. "Fold the quilt, put on the uniform, and close the dormitory door on time at 07:30."

An Rao looked at his pale blue eyes in the mirror and sighed.

Last night was really... hard to sleep.

The territory was filled with a strong oppressive atmosphere, and it felt like the man was emitting pheromones to him, so he barely fell asleep until dawn.

After Chu Guannan put on his tie, he raised his hand to touch his pale blue eyelids: "Didn't hear the story, so didn't sleep well?"

How did he have the face to ask.

An Rao brushed his hand away and went into the bathroom.

Some new classes have been added today.

Adran's course structure is simple, but the content is very complicated.

They also learn Latin along with the school curriculum.

Latin is the official language of the Roman Catholic Church, and it is extremely difficult. Even the head of the church may not be able to speak Latin fluently.

In the first class, the guests were completely confused.

The VJs took a close-up of the guests' profile faces, and couldn't help laughing at the embarrassment of their tongues when they read Latin.

Gradually, the Latin words in front of me turned into distorted bugs, which made people dizzy.

An Rao took a deep breath and raised his head.

"What's the matter, don't you think it's difficult?" Isidor next to him asked worriedly.

An Rao nodded.

Words and grammar are physically and mentally exhausting. There are five kinds of subject-verb-object conjugations of nouns alone, not to mention several major tenses of verbs.

"It's okay, come to my house on weekends, my mother is very good at learning Latin."

Hearing what he said, Isidore's family is also a nobleman. Apart from its doctrinal nature, Latin is a language only nobles can learn.

Speaking of visiting his house...

After getting the consent of the program group, An Rao and Chu Guannan bought express train tickets to London.

Isidor was taken back to London by his family on Friday night. They agreed to meet at the train station and left their contact information by the way.

In An Rao's plan to travel around the world before wearing the book, London was also one of the few developed areas. I thought there was no chance, but it was realized by accident.

There are a lot of people at the train station, and there are too many foreign tourists. I also saw many Asian faces.

An Rao had just entered the waiting hall, and was looking for the entrance according to the stop signs——

"Excuse me, is this you?" A broken English voice suddenly came from behind.

Looking back, a young mother was holding her blond three-year-old daughter, and beside her was a tall foreign man.

Judging by her accent, she should be a tourist from other European countries.

The young mother held her mobile phone, her light brown eyes were as clear as glass.

An Rao looked at the phone in her hand.

On the screen, I was sitting in front of the antique shop, still holding a pipa and half covering my face, which attracted many passers-by to stop.

Before An Rao could answer, the young mother hugged her daughter tightly excitedly: "It's really you! What a coincidence, I met you here, can we take a photo together?"

An Rao exhaled, smiled and said, "Of course."

The young mother stuffed the camera to Chu Guannan who was on the side, and asked him to help take a group photo.

An Rao stood in the middle, surrounded by a family of three, the cute little girl stretched out her round arms like lotus roots, and shouted in a milky voice: "Hug—"

An Rao took her carefully, and the little girl's soft, golden hair rubbed against the bottom of her nose.

Chu Guannan took a few photos and returned the camera to them.

The young mother enthusiastically said that their family came to travel from France. Last time when they were wandering around in the center of Manchester, they saw An Rao performing the pipa. , How much can you start learning.

Seeing the entry time, An Rao interrupted her embarrassedly.

"Baby, say goodbye to little brother." The young mother raised the girl's fleshy little hand and waved at An Rao.

The little girl grabbed An Rao's clothes, and said with a baby voice, "seeyouangin—"

Until the two entered the entrance, the family of three still stood there and looked at their backs.

Bored while riding, the young mother posted the video and group photo on her Twitter with the text:

【Fantasy trip to the UK, next stop plan, China!Go, go, go! 】

Not long after she tweeted, she was about to take her child to the bathroom when she suddenly heard the software prompt beeping.

She picked up the phone and opened it, her pupils suddenly dilated, and she happily held up the phone to her husband: "Look, my dear! My Twitter is popular!"

Within a few hours, her twitter was popularly searched on the homepage by netizens all over the world.

Netizen from Nigeria: "It's so beautiful! The beauty of the East!"

A netizen from New Zealand: "I have a Chinese friend who learns guzheng. Every time she performs for us, everyone is mesmerized."

Netizen from San Francisco: "Wow - does this sweetheart have twitter? Want to go to the homepage to see more."

A netizen from Morocco: "Giving my hands up, I really want to travel to China, the Great Wall is UP! Can I have the honor to wear Hanfu once?"

Netizen from Mumbai: "I can also play cotton."

Netizen from Chiang Mai: "Same question, is there a Twitter account for this boy?"

More and more netizens asked the young mother for a wave of tweets, and the young mother regretfully replied one by one that she didn't know.

A netizen from China: [China does not open Twitter, I need to bypass the wall, but you can follow his Weibo, search for "An Rao", if it doesn't work, I will carry it for you. 】

This netizen posted some short videos of An Rao participating in teaching support on the homepage. In just a few hours, the number of followers increased by 10,000+.

[It's so touching, I cried seeing it. 】

[I like him so much, do you want to consider staying in our UK to develop! 】

【ha?Why, come to America. 】

【France, the capital of romance is the best for him!Do not accept any objections! 】

[Our Iceland is also very good, and we can also see the aurora, think about it. 】

As the train roars forward, the scenery along the way changes from a distinctive Anglo-Gothic building to a modern high-rise building.

An Rao stuck to the car window, his eyes kept widening.

VJ is also shooting the scenery outside the window for transition shots.

"The station ahead, London—" a female voice announced the station in the train.

Although they are both international metropolises, the feeling of London is completely different from that in China. It is probably due to the architectural features and the skin color of passers-by. When you get off the bus, An Rao feels like you are in a movie world.

As soon as I got out of the train station, I saw that the roads on both sides were full of royal infantrymen in red jackets, black trousers and high hats, with serious expressions and tall and tall figures, standing in a neat row along the road.

The citizens consciously avoided them, and some tourists curiously picked up their mobile phones to take pictures.

VJ also quickly raised the camera to capture this grand scene.

"What's the big day today? Why is it so grand?" An Rao asked in surprise.

The VJs shook their heads: "I don't know, but the uniform is the royal infantry, so it should be related to the royal family? We shouldn't be catching up with some earl to get married."

"Di Di-"

An Rao watched intently, when he suddenly heard the sound of a horn coming from beside him.

A stretched Lincoln stopped at the gate of the train station, and a middle-aged Mediterranean man in a suit got off the co-pilot.

He trotted all the way over, and compared the photo in his hand with An Rao's face: "Excuse me, is it An Rao?"

Judging by his tone, he is probably a tool man sent by Isidor.

His family is really rich, Baobuqi is the heir of some financial giant.

"Please come with me, Wang... Isid has been waiting for you for a long time."

It was the first time for An Rao to take this kind of luxury car, and he looked around curiously, and finally his eyes fell on Chu Guannan.

He sat there, calm and indifferent, with a chill in his lowered eyelashes.

He seems a little unhappy?

Is it because you feel inferior?

An Rao couldn't help thinking, if it was Chu Guannan's property, could it compete with the financial giants?

He only knew that Chu Guannan was an entertainer, and he had never heard him talk about his family, but seeing that he bought luxury houses and luxury cars at will, the family should also take advantage of it.

The car started, passed through the bustling business district, and gradually drove into silence.

Several wide and straight rectangular parallelepiped buildings appeared in front of us, surrounded by huge and neat gardens. In the middle was a towering and huge cylindrical building. The top of the Roman Palace wall had regular and rhythmic depressions and bulges, and the old blue-gray stone brick walls were hard to hide. Majestic and majestic.

An Rao was a little dumbfounded.

Compared with the huge palace building in front of us, the earl's castle used for filming by the program group is simply a slum.

The infantry in dark blue senior royal dress stood in two rows along the road, with exquisite and gorgeous collar flowers, and the entire team was several hundred meters long.

Many citizens gathered together holding small national flags, with cheerful smiles on their faces.

The car stopped, and the Mediterranean man came over and respectfully opened the door: "Please wait here for a while, both of you."

An Rao consciously stood in the crowd.

Could it be that Isidor is going to attend some important ceremony today, and by the way, bring himself a lot of knowledge?

Just as he was thinking, two rows of guards of honor suddenly walked out of the palace gate in an orderly manner, with uniform pace.

Immediately, a luxurious carriage made of pure gold slowly came out of the gate.

At the front of the carriage are two golden lions wearing crowns. The body of the dark red velvet cloth looks like the crown on the queen's head, and the colorful gemstones surround the roof, shining brightly in the sun.

Four tall horses stretched their muscles, their heads held high and their chests held high, pulling a pure gold carriage onto the [-]-meter red carpet.

"It's so extravagant..." An Rao sighed.

As soon as the carriage came out, the surrounding citizens immediately waved the small national flags in their hands and shouted: "Happy birthday, Your Royal Highness!"

It turned out that today is the prince's birthday, no wonder there was such a big fight.

I vaguely remember that it was mentioned in the original text that the prince was also studying in Yadlan and fell in love with Lin Jingxi at first sight.

From this point of view, Isidor is also a character, able to get along with the prince so well.

The one sitting in the carriage should be the prince.

An Rao looked through the waving hands.

The carriage was very tall, and the pure gold exuded nobility and majesty. From here, only half of the prince's chin could be seen.

The lips are brightly colored, the neck is as long and elegant as a swan, and under the clean and pure white shirt is a dark red tie with sparkling diamond tie clips.

A white and young hand stretched out from the window, and cordially waved hello to the citizens present.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped.

An Rao looked at the carriage parked in front of him, thought that he was too abrupt to block the way, and took two steps back politely.

The guard trotted along behind the carriage and opened the door respectfully.

Immediately, a pair of shiny leather shoes protruded from the car door, and her slender legs were wrapped in a tailored suit.

The slightly curly golden hair was shining brightly in the sunlight, and her fair and delicate face appeared at the door of the car with the movement.

Then, the tall and vigorous body slowly walked towards this side.

An Rao:?

-

This face!So familiar!

An Rao rubbed his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating.

But this face, no matter how you look at it, is... the one sitting next to him in school...

"Sorry for keeping you waiting." The man smiled, his brows and eyes curved like crescent moons.

"Happy birthday, Your Royal Highness! Let's grow up healthy and happy!" The citizen next to him shouted excitedly.

An Rao's lips trembled, and he asked tentatively: "Isidor..."

When his name was called suddenly, Isidor was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to straighten his tie, his little face instantly flushed with blush.

He smiled shyly: "Why, are you surprised?"

More than surprised.

Simply shocked into outer space.

"Go ahead, the sun is a bit bright outside." Isidor raised his hand to cover An Rao's head, covering the glare of the sun.

He looked back at Chu Guannan who was silent, and raised the corners of his lips: "Let's come together."

……

"This castle is called Hillman Palace. It's where my parents live. I don't usually live here, but my mother said that the coming-of-age ceremony is of great significance, so she helped me hold the ceremony here. It didn't scare you. Why didn't I say a word?" explain?"

Along the way, Isidor chattered endlessly, An Rao was speechless, and could only make an awkward "hmm".

Really got scared.

British royal family, can he enter this?The presidents of many countries do not have this treatment.

Led by Isidor, the three of them passed through the huge arched door and entered the legendary ancient Hillman Palace.

But unexpectedly, the furniture inside is very simple, not much different from the style of traditional British residents.

It makes people feel at home.

"Mother, my classmate is here." Isidore knocked on the door and said respectfully.

The door opened, and the light and luxurious decoration atmosphere dispelled An Rao's worries.

The one inside is the princess.

As soon as I saw it, I saw a graceful and luxurious woman sitting on the small sofa, and her green skirt set off her like snow under the moon.

A very beautiful woman with light makeup and a straight body, sitting there looks like a classical oil painting.

She stood up, stretched out her hand, and said with a smile on her lips, "Welcome to Isidor's birthday party."

Her hands are as tender and white as soft yi, and it is not obvious that she is in her 40s.

An Rao stretched out his hand, and the moment he touched her fingers, his heart surged.

The princess has no airs, just like a gentle mother in an ordinary family, dispelling all the anxiety and tension of the visitors.

"Ah, I've seen you." The princess was surprised.

An Rao: Am I really that famous?

The princess put down her hand, walked around An Rao and walked behind him, and stretched out her hand to Chu Guannan: "I have watched your movie many times, and I am deeply impressed."

Chu Guannan's face was still expressionless, and he shook hands with the princess politely: "Thank you for liking."

It turned out that the famous one was Chu Guannan, and even the princess admired his acting skills.

"Isidore only said he was a classmate, but I didn't expect it to be an artist from abroad. You are here to shoot the show?" The princess instantly turned into a little girl, and she forgot to let go of Chu Guannan's hand.

Chu Guannan withdrew his hand without showing a trace: "Yes, I didn't expect to have the honor to visit the royal family."

"You guys have been on the train from Manchester for a long time. Are you tired? How about going to dinner first?"

The princess took them to the banquet hall on the first floor.

The hall is illuminated by the orange light, which is elegant and extravagant.

On the ten-meter-long table, the knives and forks are placed meticulously, and even the spacing seems to have been precisely measured. When illuminated by the light, they shine like diamonds.

The staff of No. [-] stood neatly on both sides waiting to give orders, their movements were standard and neat, and even the angle of bowing their heads was exactly the same.

Of course, the ones who came this time were not just to spare them, the earls of the royal family, or those who had some relatives, all arrived on time and waited to kneel and lick the future king.

The long table is based on status and distance, An Rao walked back very consciously.

"Wait a minute, you can sit here." The princess pulled away the chair at the end of the long table with her own hands, and smiled with red lips, "Mr. Chu, sit here."

An Rao wanted to laugh.

Chu Guannan might be able to boast for a year, but who would believe that Princess Ying is his fan?

Several counts saw the princess licking, and hurried up to follow suit.

Chu Guannan seemed to be holding a handshake meeting, one earl was done and the other earl was on top.

His stern face is like a sculpture, and he has no trouble facing the royal family and nobles.

Isidor sat down, pulled An Rao to sit beside him, and asked, "What taboos do you have?"

An Rao thought for a while: "No."

Isidore nodded, then turned to tell the servants behind him.

Sitting opposite was a middle-aged man with fairly lush hair. He hadn't said a word since he entered the door, his expression was serious and indifferent, and deep furrows formed between his brows.

"This is my father's younger brother, Duke Ivan. He is very serious. I hope he won't cause you any discomfort." Isidor whispered in An Rao's ear.

An Rao stood up and stretched out his hand to Duke Ivan: "Hi, my name is An Rao."

The Duke on the opposite side glanced at him, nodded, and didn't reach out.

An Rao's hand stopped in the air for a moment, then retracted silently.

"You don't need to greet him, you are my guest." Isidore smiled.

"Having said that, it is the etiquette of our country and we cannot be seen as rude."

What's more, he sat close to him and kept his head buried in hard work. If word got out, it would be embarrassing to the people of the country.

Isidor raised his eyebrows, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You are excellent."

When the meal was served, the maid at the side asked An Rao what kind of drink he would like to drink.

"Would you like some red wine?" Isidor interrupted.

An Rao shook his head: "Black tea."

"Aren't you an adult, it's okay to drink some wine."

"I don't like red wine very much."

On the opposite side, the princess was still bowing her head and chatting cordially with Chu Guannan, her eyes were shining, she talked so much that she completely forgot the demeanor of the mother of the country.

Chu Guannan only responded occasionally, raised his eyes, and met An Rao's gaze.

His eyes flicked across his face and fell on Isidor who was beside him.

After a long time, Chu Guannan breathed out lightly through his nose, and raised his hand to cover his forehead.

The princess was stunned for a moment: "What's the matter, Mr. Chu, are you uncomfortable?"

Chu Guannan shook his head, picked up the knife and fork.

"Ann, your posture is very beautiful."

An Rao was drinking tea when he heard Isidor suddenly say this.

He looked down at the teacup, full of surprise.

It's just a teacup, and it's also aesthetically pleasing.

Isidor pinched the handle of the teacup, put two fingers on the bottom of the teacup with the other hand, and smiled: "This is a royal etiquette, where did you learn it?"

An Rao remembered that Chu Guannan forced him to watch an etiquette class for a day before he set off to record "You Are My Answer".

Just learned from that video.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he looked at Chu Guannan, and raised his voice a little: "My boyfriend taught me."

VJ on the side: Yes, yes, that's right, the standard answer!

Isidor was stunned for a moment, his eyelids slowly lowered: "You have a lover..."

"Isn't it normal for me to have a lover at my age?" An Rao put down his teacup and narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Also, I'm already married."

"Crack." The knife and fork fell on the plate and jingled.

Isidor froze suddenly.

The princess on the opposite side raised her head, frowning slightly.

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!