That night, the three girls moved to a new place, and it was still a three-person room.

On the fifth floor, the room has a large floor-to-ceiling window with a terrace for lounging and a swimming pool. Lying by the pool and enjoying a lake and treetops in the distance, it is quite fresh and natural, and comfortable.

The cost is not low, the three people share it equally, and the rest of the consumption is paid separately.

Although Jiang and Zhu are not wealthy and wealthy families, there is still a fee for staying here for a few days. Traveling is for all kinds of new experiences, and in some places, they may not have the opportunity to stay even if they have the money.

There is a give-and-take, so they have no opinion on Luo Qingyu's assertions. Because people said that if they were too expensive, she could change to a single room and live alone.

Hey, show off your wealth~.

Due to the time relationship, the three of them only soaked in the terrace pool for a while, so that the body and mind of the tense and tired day were relaxed, and Zhu Wenting's unhappiness had disappeared.

A good night's sleep, early the next morning, Jiang and Zhu were going to take the cable car up the mountain today to go bungee jumping.

Luo Qingyu didn't go, she was worried that she would cut the rope directly in the process of bungee jumping and enjoy the thrill of a real free fall.

It doesn't matter what you do, it's extremely immoral to scare others and affect everyone's mood.

When she was taking a bath last night, Jiang Tongtong helped her search for a good place on the Internet. A bamboo forest natural scenic spot with mountains and rivers contrasting with each other and green mountains is less than an hour away by chartered bus.

Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, because of its unique quality is loved by the world, so it is called the "four gentlemen".

And the hollowness of bamboo is extended to humility.

She especially likes the tranquility of the ancients who "sat alone in the secluded fence, playing the piano and howling" in the bamboo forest. In order to conform to this artistic conception, Luo Qingyu changed into a light blue and elegant straight-necked placket and appeared in the bamboo forest.

With all her jet-black hair combed behind her head, she also bought an antique umbrella at the small shop at the intersection, which can shade the sun.

Walking in the bamboo forest, graceful and quiet.

There are many bamboo sea view areas in China, which are relatively remote and not too many tourists. But there are many boys and girls wearing Hanfu, and you can meet one or two almost every few steps.

Interestingly, when everyone faces each other, they all salute each other.

Boys generally have their arms stretched out in an encircled shape, while girls put their fists in front of their abdomen, very reserved and ladylike.

Luo Qingyu didn't understand this, and when the passers-by on the opposite side saluted her, she held an umbrella in one hand and calmly leaned slightly to the other party as a salute.

may not meet the standard, the other party just laughed and passed by, and did not deliberately run to correct it.

To tell the truth, Luo Qingyu does not reject the ancient etiquette of young people, and is even happy to see it, and it is not harmful to cooperate in his spare time. Life is in the world, just live happily, don't force her to go with the flow and everything will be fine.

Today's trip was safe and smooth, and no one was found to be secretly filming her along the way, which means that she can continue to play freely.

Before she knew it, she came to a fork in the road, and looked at the street signs, and the bamboo forest path on the right led to a martial arts hall. Visitors are not allowed to enter, but can only visit near the entrance, so if you are interested, you can go and have a look.

There is a martial arts hall, Luo Qingyu is very interested, and almost does not hesitate to choose the right.

A few minutes ahead, she saw a courtyard with an ancient atmosphere. A high fence successfully blocked the view of passers-by, and the shouts of the exercises could be heard from inside.

Coincidentally, when she came, there were already several young people standing at the door of the martial arts hall. There are men and women, Chinese and foreigners, and a boy with beautiful eyebrows is communicating with the people in the martial arts hall at the door, hoping to enter and have a look.

Luo Qingyu held an umbrella and waited quietly for the result.

Her gentleness and demure attracted a lot of attention, and soon, a foreigner couldn't help but run over and ask if she could take a photo with her, but she shook her head and refused.

Seeing this, the little friends who came with them came over and pleaded to see if they could do what the other party wanted. Everyone is young and polite, Luo Qingyu is not disgusted, but still refuses.

Then there was no way, just right, the young team leader persuaded the person in charge of the martial arts hall, and excitedly beckoned his teammates to step into the martial arts hall to visit.

Someone made an exception, and several tourists next to him immediately stepped forward to communicate, but they were ruthlessly rejected by the person in charge. The person in charge, who was about thirty years old, refused and glanced at the ancient beauty who had been standing quietly for a long time out of the corner of his eye.

With a hint of luck, after those tourists were disappointed and retreated, she took a few steps forward, and just about to speak, the other party had already said gently:

"I'm sorry, but we don't accept visitors. ”

Luo Qingyu smiled at the other party and said politely:

"I learned martial arts from my father since I was a child, and he used to work in a martial arts gym, so I am very eager to see the learning atmosphere of other martial arts halls, I wonder if you can give me a chance?"

"Oh?" the other party was interested, looked at her with his hands behind his back, and asked, "Where does Ling Zun work in which martial arts hall?"

Luo Qingyu directly said Huaxing Martial Arts Hall, omitting the place name and not mentioning it. If the other party doesn't know it, forget it, she doesn't force it.

"Huaxing?" the other party was stunned, "The one that merged with the East Tibetan Martial Arts Hall?"

For slightly famous peers, no matter how far apart they are, they will know a little more, which is why Luo Qingyu does not say place names.

"Yes. ”

"That Lingzun is ......"

This time, Luo Qingyu smiled and did not answer the other party's question. It doesn't matter how she wastes outside, she can't cheat traffic (admission ticket) in the name of her father.

The other party can check, my father has always been warm and friendly to his domestic counterparts.

Fortunately, the other party did not force her to say her father's name, and he was not afraid that she would steal from school, so he let her go directly. The other party's honesty and generosity made Luo Qingyu have a good impression of this martial arts hall, and thanked him repeatedly.

"You're welcome, peers should learn more from each other to make progress, and the era of complacency has long passed. The person in charge smiled and said while showing her the way, "Please here, there is a canteen, and this is a practice ground." ”

Oh, is it? Luo Qingyu glanced at the group of people who went to the cafeteria in a hurry, haha, slightly speechless.

This person's surname is Song, and she can call him Senior Brother Song or Mr. Song or Brother Song, whatever she likes.

This Mr. Song greeted her warmly and thoughtfully, and introduced the origin of the martial arts hall in detail. Although she is not used to it, this is someone's territory, and it is natural for people to be wary of her.

Originally, Luo Qingyu thought that he was afraid that she would steal school or have other bad intentions, so he followed suit.

It wasn't until she was led to a tea pavilion with a secluded and quiet environment that she saw a familiar figure from a distance, and she knew the intentions of this black-bellied Song brother.

"This is our museum owner, Mr. Song Xueli, and this is Mr. Kamiki Shinichi, the owner of the East Collection Museum. Brother Song still politely introduced the two parties, "Mr. Shenmu, this young lady seems to have a little relationship with the Huaxing Martial Arts Pavilion." ”

Coincidentally, it just so happened that the young owner of the East Tibetan Martial Arts Museum visited today. At the same time, suddenly seeing her, the beautiful male god Mu Zhenyi stood up in shock. After listening to Brother Song's introduction, he couldn't help but look at her with a smile and a light smile.

Luo Qingyu: "......"

It's true that the mountain doesn't turn, the water is turning, the water isn't turning, the person is turning~.

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