"Little girl, I also think...it's really amazing."
The whole place was silent.
After the young Confucian scholar was quiet for a while, he nodded calmly.
"I'm very lucky."
He lowered his eyes and gently placed the tray in his hand on the table beside him. He stretched out his right hand and took the cool jade-like hand of the woman with autumn eyes on his side. He gently spread his fingers, interlocked with her ten fingers, and held it.
Then, the young Confucian scholar extended his left hand to the left side of his body. At this time, the girl with peach blossom eyes, who was leaning against him and listening very obediently, extended his left hand. The latter smiled sweetly, stretched out her little hand, and clasped her fingers with her.
He lowered his head and spoke calmly.
“From the moment I opened my eyes in this world, God placed two extremely beautiful rainbows in front of my eyes, within easy reach. In the days to come, I will always be able to meet the most interesting people and the most beautiful people.
Interesting things."
Zhao Rong held two green plums on his left and right hands respectively. They were the first women he saw when he woke up from his dream in the wedding room and opened his eyes.
"The most interesting. The most. In my eyes, it is the most interesting."
Zhao Rong raised his eyes and looked around at the people who were listening silently with a calm expression.
"The woman I met, her, him...them, sometimes when I look back, they are scenery in my eyes that are so bright that it is hard to describe."
His eyes slowly swept over.
Until finally, his eyes fell on a certain fox-eyed girl.
Zhao Rong's eyes reflected the most special scenery, "It's hard to describe..."
He murmured softly.
"I'm really lucky."
Zhu Yourong, Li Xueyou, Yu Huaijin, Jia Tengying and others looked at the young Confucian scholar who was talking alone in silence. Even the girl in blue, who was always noisy, calmed down and rolled her eyes to peek at the bully Xiaoxiao.
The 'weirdo' of the little fox demon.
"Do you know?" Zhao Rong suddenly said to the fox-eyed girl who looked at him blankly:
"Apart from every person I'm lucky enough to meet, what is the thing I'm most proud of?"
"Wha...what?" Su Xiaoxiao said in confusion.
Zhao Rong tightly grasped the hands of Zhao Lingfei and Xiao Qian'er beside him, grabbed them, and raised them to shoulder height to signal.
His tone was serious.
"I can always be at the right time, at the right place, meet the right people, and do the right things."
The young Confucian scholar looked at Su Xiaoxiao and smiled.
The smile is as gentle as jade.
This man who was calm most of the time suddenly became joyful, and his tone could not hide his joy.
He seemed to be talking about one of his proudest achievements, and everyone listening had no doubt that he was showing his true feelings at this moment.
Since the eyes cannot be used to deceive oneself, how can one deceive others?
Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er, who had their hands raised high, couldn't help turning their heads and stared blankly at Brother Rong'er, who seemed a little different tonight.
"Little girl, I am really powerful."
Zhao Rong smiled happily, and his voice echoed in the empty and old hall.
"I made up my mind very early on that I would never leave myself any foreseeable regrets in this life, and I would clearly distinguish between what is important to me and what is not important."
His smile gradually disappeared, and his face gradually became serious and determined.
"For the former, I will never let go. For the latter, I can give up at any time, even if my ears are full of criticism and my eyes are full of contempt, even if I am criticized by thousands of people and despised by thousands of people, if I can hold on tightly
I don’t care about the people and things I want, and I even welcome them happily.”
Next to Zhu Yourong, the old-fashioned girl with a straight face like an outsider couldn't help but raise her eyelids and stare at the young Confucian scholar who became the focus of the moment. She couldn't help but think of the days since Meng Xuezheng revealed the identity of his adopted son-in-law.
Many discussions inside and outside the academy were mostly based on secret teasing, including Zhao Rong's serious statement, "Is it wrong for a seven-foot-tall man to like to eat soft rice?" This was even spread to the academician subgroup, and was criticized by many senior fellow students.
Listen to the Tao.
At this time, the young Confucian scholar in front of her was still living his student life leisurely in Suixing Hall. He went to and from class on time every day, drank tea and taught calligraphy. Occasionally, Zhao Lingfei would wait for him at the door after school, and they would let loose in the school together.
Liang... turned a blind eye to the many criticisms.
This is only in Linlu Academy.
Yu Huaijin could not have imagined how loud the criticism would be in the four Taiqing mansions where pretentious geniuses from all over Wangque gathered around the fact that he was Zhao Lingfei's adopted son-in-law.
However, this young student who is new to Suixing Hall still looks calm and relaxed every day. He neither behaves more diligently nor feels complacent because of it...
At this time, Yu Huaijin looked at this energetic man in a trance. She didn't know what she thought of, and her heartstrings seemed to be touched. Even her teacher Zhu Yourong and her female companion Li Xueyao, whom she had been paying close attention to before, looked at her with some complicated eyes.
I didn't even pay attention to it for a while.
Everyone on the scene had different expressions.
Zhao Rong did not care what they thought, but looked directly at the silly girl who seemed to be complaining.
"Of course, this does not mean that I have become a saint and sage, that I do not take pleasure in things or feel sorrow for myself, or that I do not have strong feelings. On the contrary." He took a deep breath, as if he was suppressing something.
"It's just these drifting hometown wishes, I don't want them."
Speaking of this, Zhao Rong paused for a moment, and then, Zhao Rong stared at those beautiful fox eyes that he wanted to protect forever, and said word by word:
"But if any of these objects of criticism dare to stand in the way of me controlling the people and things I care about, then I will crush them!"
"And if the person I care about and cherish doesn't think so, but is paranoid and angry and wants to do things that are contrary to my wishes, then I will work hard to change her and convince her. If I even have the courage to overcome difficulties and change her,
If I don’t have the determination, then I’m not worthy of being a person who leaves no regrets. I’m also not worthy of it… The compliment you just said is really powerful.”
Zhao Rong stopped talking and lowered his eyes.
The venue was quiet for a moment.
Not long after.
"Little girl." Someone continued: "It was like this in the past, it is like this now, it will be like this in the future, and it will be like this in the future."
He turned his gaze away, narrowed his eyes and said softly: "I want to be so powerful."
Afterwards, Zhao Rong stopped talking, let go of Qingjun and Xiao Qian'er's hands, turned around, lowered his head, and took the initiative to place the dishes on the tray on the table one by one.
Zhu Yourong, Yu Huaijin, Li Xueyou, Fan Yushu and others were speechless for a moment.
Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er were also silent, tilting their heads to pay attention to Zhao Rong's actions. The two women accidentally glanced at each other, seeming to be equally surprised by Rong'er's sudden seriousness in these words.
Zhao Lingfei turned her head and glanced at the beautiful fox-eyed girl who caused a series of strange changes in her husband tonight.
I saw her nodding her head in a daze, as if she understood something.
At this time, Su Xiaoxiao noticed that the woman with autumn eyes, who made her a little scared, was looking at her, and she came back to her senses a little.
The little fox demon who specially wore the most beautiful red dress and came to the banquet wanted to lower her head to avoid the calm and scrutinizing gaze, but she couldn't help but raise her eyes to see her lover who was busy, and the sound seemed to be echoing in her ears again.
He said his serious words just now.
Su Xiaoxiao lowered his head slightly, as if he realized he had made a mistake, bit his lip and turned away from his face, looking away.
She didn't know how to place her little hands, and she was uneasy, but fortunately, her new good friend Jingzi took the initiative to hold her and help her out, which made the little fox demon feel at ease. However, she still didn't dare to look at Zhao Lingfei for fear of revealing her secret.
Add more trouble to that person.
This series of small movements and changes in expressions of everyone happened in just a few breaths.
After Zhao Rong finished speaking, the hall fell into a quagmire-like silence.
No one said anything, they all looked at the young Confucian scholar setting the dishes.
But the next second, an impatient curse exploded in the hall.
"Finally, I'm done with my fucking nonsense. I've been stifled to death. I've got a lot of truth to tell you. Boy, I really want to give you a sword in the butt. His grandma's legs are dripping."
Behind the counter, the sinister shopkeeper with his legs crossed and a shaggy beard, holding a toothpick in his teeth, cursed, breaking the calm atmosphere in the hall.
Everyone looked at it one after another.
Shopkeeper Zhao laughed and slapped the table, pointed at Zhao Rong and said bossily:
"But, I didn't expect you, a loser at such a young age, to be able to say such wise words. I was wrong about his grandma."
At this time, he made a "poof" sound, spit out the toothpick from his mouth, patted his thigh, and said regretfully to the young Confucian scholar:
"Little guy, if I hadn't given all the books I've read these years to those old guys, I'd have to give you a sentence."
Everyone: “…………”
Zhao Rong didn't even raise his eyes to Shopkeeper Zhao, who seemed to have a lot of stories to tell about the fragrance in his mouth, and was still a peerless swordsman in the persona of a vicissitudes of life. Zhao Rong continued to do his own thing with his head down at the table.
At this time, hearing the words of sympathy, the young Confucian scholar who bowed his head smiled, slowly raised his hands, cupped his fists, and raised his hands in the air towards the bearded man who was the shopkeeper.
Nice to meet you.
Zhao Xifu grinned when he saw this.
A bit interesting.
At this moment.
Boom, boom, boom!
A small restaurant in a remote location with outdated decoration seems to have guests...