"Tuk Tuk"

There was a knock on the door.

Several people in the department raised their heads, and the woman sitting at the window table looked up at the door and said, "Please come in." ”

"Excuse me." Wang Heng opened the door and walked in, looked at the woman by the window and was stunned, and then looked at the boy at the head of the long table: "Minister Xichuan, excuse me, I'm here to submit an application for admission to the ministry." ”

"Oh, is it decided? Great help. Xichuan was full of smiles, stood up with some surprise, and quickly stepped forward to take the application for admission in Wang Heng's hand.

"Class A of the second year, Wang Heng, please take care of me." There were only two women and three men in the club, but they still said hello as usual.

Everyone also looked at him with some curiosity, but they had only seen him yesterday, so they didn't want to watch, they just said hello and continued their own affairs.

Wang Heng had time to turn his head to look at the woman sitting by the window, he didn't see it yesterday, and he really didn't expect the other party to be in this sparsely populated community.

"Yukino-sensei, good afternoon." It was impossible to wait for the other party to say hello first, so Wang Heng directly chose a seat close to Xue Ye and said hello before sitting down.

Perhaps because of the students' natural fear of the teacher, the place next to Yukino was empty.

It is unlikely that Wang Heng will have the same mentality as ordinary students, so he naturally chose the vacant seat that was obviously left.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Wang." The female teacher with shoulder-length short hair also replied with a smile: "I didn't expect you to choose such a deserted club." ”

"It's quieter and easier to concentrate." Wang Heng put down his bag: "On the contrary, it was Mr. Xue Ye, who thought that he would choose a more lively club." ”

"Why do you think so?" Xue Ye raised her eyebrows and looked at Wang Heng with interest, she rarely saw a student who could talk to the teacher with an equal mentality: "We haven't met much yet, have we?" ”

"Because the teacher is very popular," Wang Heng paused, remembering the excited look of the girls and Mu Nomi at the school gate, and added, "It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl." ”

"Huh." Yukino smiled dumbly: "Is it popular?" ”

There seems to be some noncommittal.

"It's better to be quieter, as if it's disturbing their work." Yukino gestured in the direction of the others.

"Hmm." Although he was a little curious about Yukino's attitude, it was obvious that it was not something that could be told to the students of the second year, so Wang Heng ended the conversation.

Other people are really concerned about this, and it is indeed rare for students to be able to talk to their teachers, especially Yukino-sensei, so calmly.

After all, even from a critical point of view, Yukino-sensei is an out-and-out beauty.

Wang Heng took out the book he brought out of his schoolbag in the Jiuyuan Temple, but unlike the book that was biased towards knowledge inheritance, this book was more like a travelogue in the form of a diary.

Although the language is bland and even almost boring, it is interesting enough in terms of content, documenting a lot of scenery and people from all over the world, and of course, most importantly, all kinds of magic anecdotes.

Even if someone sees the content, it can be mixed up with apocryphal stories, so he doesn't mind taking it out and reading it.

This section is about a visit to an ancient castle in Europe, I don't know if the author is good at it, Wang Heng actually has a feeling of being there, as if he really went to the ancient castle hundreds of years ago.

Walking in the dim stone corridor, the lights are not too bright and burning smoothly, and you can even smell the faint scent of rosin.

Wang Heng subconsciously turned the page, and then slammed it.

Wherever there is a book in your hand, you can see the dim corridor of the ancient castle.

But he didn't care, it was just a trivial matter, and the important thing was that he had to go to the banquet.

Walking calmly through the corridor, I didn't take a few steps to pass through.

Climb the stairs and turn the corner, and you will be greeted by a bright hallway.

A red carpet embroidered with gold veins was laid on the ground, and the bright lights shone brightly in the glazed lampshade, illuminating the corridor.

Along the walls on both sides, there are huge oil paintings, depicting men who are either heroic or handsome, but all reveal reserved pride.

Walking in this corridor that shows the glory of the family, Wang Heng leisurely admires the fourteen oil paintings, which means that the nobles of this vein have continued the glory of the family for at least fourteen generations.

Painters are masters of a considerable degree, even if they do not reach the level of masters, they must be famous everyone.

With the exception of the first few paintings, which may have been made by the same person, that is, they may have been added later, all the remaining portraits clearly show the changes of time and the change of technique.

This is a true heirloom family.

But he didn't keep staring, and walked through the corridor at a speed that was not rude, and soon came to an end.

Walking through the door, you will be greeted by a splendid grand hall where elegant men and women dance to the sound of musicians.

Around the dance floor, people chuckled and clinked glasses to each other, or talked in a low voice, occasionally laughing in harmony.

And at the center of the crowd was a handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes.

With him as the center, the characters around him vied with a warm smile, vying to talk to him.

As if noticing Wang Heng who had just entered the door, the blonde man walked towards him with a hearty laugh: "Heng, why are you just watching there?" Is there anything wrong with my host? ”

Wang Heng looked at the smiling blonde man, and also smiled, and naturally called out the other party's name: "Francis, you know, I only rushed nearly a hundred miles here yesterday, and I only rested for one night, you have to be considerate of the guests who came from afar." ”

Francis laughed and hugged Wang Heng's shoulder: "Heng, my good friend, a hundred miles is not the reason for your tiredness, the maid arranged for you is to let you rest instead of work, you have to blame yourself for not being able to hold back your desires." ”

The men around them let out a knowing laugh, and the ladies slapped their male companions who were squeezing each other's eyebrows.

Wang Heng shook his head disappreciatively, smiled merryly, and said with confidence and charming charm: "I just can't bear to let the beautiful ladies fall into a boring life, so I chatted with them a little about their troubles and relieved some melancholy for them." ”

Although it is an irresponsible and amorous speech, the tone and eyes are extremely sincere, as if the sincerity is just to solve the problems of the beautiful lady.

At this moment, the charm he exuded made most women secretly fall in love, and the men also laughed and sympathized with each other.

It's a pity that Francis has seen this kind of scene too many times, and he didn't hesitate to say Wang Heng's subtle words: "It's just that in the end, these beautiful ladies can't help but dedicate themselves to you?" ”

Wang Heng's eyes widened and he looked at Francis in disbelief: "My dear friend, how can you bear to refuse the love of a sad lady seeking solace, do you want to cut another knife in their already exhausted hearts?" You're so cruel! ”

Heart-wrenching look.

Francis smiled wryly and raised his hand in surrender: "Okay, okay, I know I'll never be able to debate you on this, let's skip this irrelevant topic." ”

Then Francis took Wang Heng's shoulders and turned around, smiled at the men and women in the entire hall who had long stopped dancing, and introduced everyone in a warm and happy tone: "Wang Heng! My best brother! Of course, of course, you all know the heir of Count Purple Kitse! But I'm so glad that this busy man still remembers my birthday, and that he can come over to see his poor brother on the last day!"

After saying that, he beckoned to the musicians, and the musicians who were accustomed to it immediately played a brighter piece of music neatly.

Francis laughed and waved his arm at the crowd, "Ladies, gentlemen! The night is still long, so don't let down the wine and music and keep partying! ”

Wang Heng was on the side, and greeted with the same smile: "Please don't spoil my interest because of me, an untimely villain, after all, the smiles of ladies are the most important treasure, don't delay the time for laughter." ”

After saying that, he winked at the ladies, and each lady felt that the other person was smiling at them so affectionately, and they couldn't help but show a blushing and heartbeat look.

Francis shook his head with a smile and pulled Wang Heng away.

According to his understanding of Wang Heng's style and charm, more than half of the women in the hall already have a considerable degree of affection for him, and if he doesn't leave, I'm afraid he won't have the opportunity to talk to Wang Heng tonight, and all the time will be reserved for the woman he likes...... Guys.

Pulling Wang Heng up to the third floor and closing the door of the study, Francis pulled his collar impatiently, sat down in the soft chair like a sigh of relief, and couldn't wait to complain: "My God, what's going on with these people, is there only fun and socialization left in their minds?" ”

Exuding anxiety all over his body, he completely lost the cheerful and enthusiastic appearance in the hall.

Wang Heng was not surprised, paced and looked at the wine shelf, then took out a red wine that was about twenty years old and had no label, and said while pouring it into the decanter: "Firth, you have to get used to this kind of life, after all, this is the responsibility that you, the heir, should bear." ”

"Ha-" Francis combed a blonde hair back with his fingers, and tilted his head with a helpless face: "Responsibility, responsibility, Heng, how did I not know that you have started to say the same thing to your father and mother?" ”

Wang Heng shrugged: "Maybe on the day I am sure to become the heir?" ”

Francis covered his face and muttered, "Heir, ah, I know." Sometimes I really want to exchange with my younger brothers, what is good about the heir. ”

Wang Heng looked at the dark red liquid in the decanter, and said casually: "The advantage of the heir is that you can tell me here that the heir is not a big deal, but you don't have to rush to find a way to live." ”