luck on thursday

The construction of a private island is like playing some kind of computer sandbox game, where blocks are stacked one by one. Fortunately, the work of widening the open space in the early stage has been prepared, otherwise it will take more effort.

Lin Qingyang studied for several days by himself, and finally decided on the shape of a version of the castle. When he happily ran over to show it to Philip, Philip's struggling expression seemed to explain something.

"Joe, your castle is beautiful, really." Mr. Fitzgerald's expression was very sincere, and Lin Qingyang couldn't find anything strange about it, but the words he said were very euphemistic, "It's just a little flaws."

Lin Qingyang leaned on the table and raised her toes, poked her head to look at the design drawing she was extremely proud of: "Huh? Really?"

It seems that no matter which novice in the field, before they are formally proficient, they are fascinated and confident in their own works. Lin Qingyang naturally feels that her castle is really world-class and beautiful-of course, she still humbly expresses that it is not as good as the famous one. designer.

Philip's struggle almost overflowed the words.

"Of course it looks great, look at this geometric clock tower and pyramid castle theme, very creative, but we..."

He racked his brains to praise his young master, so much that his hairline receded. Suddenly, Lin Qingyang lowered his body and laughed happily. How did you play, didn't you see it?"

Philip: "..."

The boss looked as if he had survived a catastrophe: "Ah! That's really great."

The new design drawing is a relatively normal appearance of the castle, including the color scheme, which is extremely normal—compared with the one just now.

Lin Qingyang carefully wrote down her requirements on the design drawing: there are big and big floor-to-ceiling windows in the castle, which can face the sea; there are beautiful double-helix staircases, and there is also a genuine fireplace instead of an electric fireplace, so that He can just sit in the rocking chair, lazily warming the fire.

Ah, that really sounds like retirement in a few decades.

More than a month later, Lin Qingyang's island's special underwater walkway was completed. Louis took him to the airport, and they took a helicopter directly into the island, walked out of the apron, and landed on the white and soft sandy beach. superior.

This kind of island is almost exactly what Lin Qingyang had in mind, it was just facing the turbulent sea, and the salty sea breeze seemed to be everywhere, blowing from the center of the ocean, all the way to his side.The beach is very comfortable to step on, and the semi-circular island allows people to relax and play in the water. When looking back, you can still see the sharp corner of the castle with only a prototype.

But they didn't come here to live on the island for a while, Lin Qingyang smiled, hands behind his back, and followed Louis to the entrance of the legendary seabed walkway: "If it's glass, there won't be water leakage inside, right? Will you see fish?"

Louis smiled helplessly, and stretched out his arms to embrace his young master, which forced Lin Qingyang to stop talking: "There will be no water leakage, don't worry." He paused for a while, and narrowly said, "Philip spent double the normal market price to give you a ride." How could it be so accident-prone.”

Lin Qingyang shrank her neck: "That's good."

"And," Louie put it off, "there's a surprise."

Master Christopher was still petting the cat day and night at home, and suddenly received an invitation from the young master from Fitz Manor, saying that there was something new on his island for him to take a look at, and he also invited many of them here Gentlemen of faction.

Alva's head was growing hairy, and he almost kowtowed and headed straight for Fitz Manor. His old man has been reading every day recently, and his optional exam results will come down in a few days. I hope he can be admitted to Imperial College, etc., but he is so It would be hell if a school could let him pass the exam. Alva supported his face with one hand and the cat with the other, calling the cat's Mimi Mimi.

When a group of people flew to the private island of Mr. Fitzgerald Jr., it was very easy to see Lin Qingyang standing on the open space of the island, smiling and waiting for them to come down.

Alva ran over and grabbed his shoulders: "Come on, Joe, can you show us something?"

Lin Qingyang led them down through the transparent glass entrance. It's not that the gentlemen have never seen this kind of glass underwater passage, and they were obviously a little bit uninterested, but because of the face of the Fitzgerald family, they still expressed their enthusiasm. interest.

And Alva's performance was the most obvious. They walked to the middle of the passage, and Master Christopher touched the glass, leaving a not-so-obvious fingerprint: "It must not be these things that Joe wants to show us." .”

"Of course." He showed a reserved look, and couldn't help laughing again.

Lin Qingyang knocked on the glass, making a crisp sound.He moved forward slowly, with his palms completely touching the underwater glass, facing everyone sideways, full of joy that the young master was favored by his family and wanted to show off, his blue eyes were covered by the reflection of the underwater sky, It was as clear as washing, and the glass faintly reflected his profile.

"Philip said that what is strange is not this submarine channel, but the creatures attached to this channel."

As if the data was activated, everyone saw that the ocean not far away seemed to be stirred by something. Even under the sea surface, it still showed an incomparably majestic posture. It seemed that there were countless schools of silvery fish in a tornado. While swimming, the gentlemen took a step back in surprise, watching the entire glass passage surrounded by schools of silver fishes.

It was as if the sparkling light under the sunlight on the surface of the water had become solid and was slowly sinking. Lin Qingyang folded his five fingers together, and the fish, as if being summoned, swam past the small piece of glass under his palm, one at a time. It condensed into a huge silver ring in an instant, and spread out in an instant.

The young master of the Fitzgerald family raised his head, his pupils were like fragments of sunlight falling on the surface of the water.

"The first school of trained fish, said Philip, all to my island."

...Ah, this, this, the feeling of being unscrupulously pampered by family members!

Forget it, after all, he is such a rich and famous Fitzgerald, so it doesn't seem strange for him to give his young master the most exotic and special things.

Alva and the stunned crowd: "...Hmm!"

What does it mean to ask them to come and see? !

When the young master was happily showing off with his companions, Philip was so busy that he took the time to make a phone call to ask Louis from the side, whether the little prince liked the little gift he gave him, and after Louis expressed his affirmation, he finally put it down. The mind continues to work.

This year, Robin didn't know whether it was because of a guilty conscience or civil strife, and business activities always went wrong, so Philip seized this opportunity and joined forces with the Enterprise Alliance to suppress him—if he didn't let him fall into a slump, at least he had to take a few steps back to make a profit.

So after receiving the report from his subordinates, Robin looked at it silently, threw the report on the ground with a blank expression, swept the pen container on the corner of the table, and ignored it, the subordinates were trembling, and the curtains behind the boss were half opened half, casting a ghastly half-shadow over his face.

Only the central air conditioner can run meticulously at this time, Robin rubbed his temples, drove people out, and stayed quietly in the office alone, but even when he got home after work, he still felt angry Huge, not fading in the slightest.

His wife came in with tea, usually at this time, she would not dare to intervene, but today Robin's mood was really bad, it was clearly written on every hair, she was a little worried, so she spoke Asked: "Sir? Did you encounter any problems?"

Robin didn't drive her out as usual, but looked at her fixedly, and suddenly looked away.

"... Fitzgerald!"

He slowly read out the name of his old opponent, this surname is like a shadow, from his childhood to his family and career, everywhere, just like what the previous generation said to him all the time: surpass them.

But he couldn't do it, just took away the big Fitzgerald's leg, and even the little Fitzgerald who was pushed away by him, seemed to be blessed by God, and returned here again.

"They have taken some actions this year to suppress us. The recent situation is not very ideal." Not only is it not ideal, it can be called bad. Form an alliance against..."

His voice was almost gnashing of teeth.

Mrs. Robin timidly put the tea by his hand.

She thought about it, and carefully pushed the tea forward with her fingertips: "Then what, sir, drink some tea first..."

Robin didn't even look aside, just waved his hand casually, the teacup was touched by him, suddenly turned over, barely caught by Madam Robin, but tea still splashed on her hand.

"get out."

Outside the study room, little Mr. Robin stood outside, his back leaning against the wall, the small rubber band on the back of his head was tied very low, his hair was hanging down scatteredly, his expression was tightly blocked by the unlit corridor, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

When Mrs. Robin exited in a panic, he went up to meet her and called out, "...Mom."

However, Fitzgerald, who Robin was obsessed with dealing with, didn't care about his small movements, and fell into an unprecedented ecstasy!

Including Lin Qingyang!

The young master was holding the report card that had just arrived, it was still warm, and it exuded the smell of ink that had not been printed, his hands were shaking!

"This..." he murmured, "Did I take the test? Did I really take the test last time? I remember that I couldn't write a few questions. If I just picked one, could it be that I got everything right? "

"Impossible, Louis?" He set his eyes on the housekeeper looking for help, "Can you help me see the test number? Did you write the wrong person's name?"

Louis smiled and rubbed his black hair, encouraging him to look down: "Really, there is no mistake. If the young master is not sure, you can go to their official website to check again. I have to say, congratulations, young master, for passing the exam." Such a high score."

And Philip, who sent the report card to Lin Qingyang, was a little delirious. The gentleman who had always been gentle and wise began to talk nonsense. The old butler looked at his master with some concern, for fear that he would be too excited at this age. Something happened.

A group of people squatted in the study and danced wildly for a while, finally calmed down, Lin Qingyang sat cross-legged on the sofa in the study with the report card in his arms, a little worried.

"Although it is said that the score line is much higher than last year," he also felt that he was talking nonsense, "but maybe this year's questions are easier? The score line is higher? There are more people taking the test?"

Pressing down with one hand, he pinched the back of his neck openly, the young master obediently shut up, and stopped asking questions like crazy.

Louis smiled and leaned slightly: "Master, you have to believe in yourself."

"Also," he nodded his lips suggestively, his gray-green pupils narrowed: "I'm looking forward to the gift from the young master."