Learmus was stunned as he recalled Duchamp's verses, and suddenly turned around and asked Mark, "Have you written it down?" ”

Mark said impatiently, "Don't rush, I'm fixing the gaps in the shorthand just now." ”

When Mark had turned all the shorthand symbols into normal words, and everyone was rushing to circulate them, Learmey said complacently: "I didn't expect that I had made such a good ode, which could be given as a gift to Your Majesty." ”

Fang said sarcastically, "Can your face be a little bigger?" What else do you contribute to this poem other than the interjection 'ah'. ”

Learmey didn't care at all, and said: "Although you guys are also very exciting, but the key is that I started well, when I signed it, according to the order, of course I have to be first." ”

Duchamp reminded him: "What we are doing is not a poem, it is an ode, you still have to figure out how to match the music." ”

After paying their respects to the statue of the Great Emperor, they turned back to the boulevard along another road.

Liermu pondered all the way, and was clearly in the creative period.

The famous boulevard with its four rows of Leno flowers is now quietly covered with snow, and underneath the snow, some anxious flower buds are already trying to rise.

"The name of this property is good! Let's stay in this one. Isaac took a fancy to a hotel on the side of the road.

Everyone turned around and looked: "White Flower Love Hotel, really good name." ”

Since the name is good, the environment and price immediately become unimportant.

Duchamp rushed to ask for five rooms, and everyone went in, put down their luggage first, and then went out to eat.

Next to the boulevard, there are a few lovely restaurants, and the outdoor location is full of snowflakes at this time, and it must be a very sought-after location in the summer.

Fang and Isaac scrambled to look at a few restaurants, and after a while, Isaac came out of a restaurant excitedly and waved: "There are beautiful women in this room!" ”

Everyone was in good spirits, puffed up their chests, and walked in. In the restaurant, sure enough, there was a group of beautiful women dining.

The wolves walked across from the beautiful woman and sat down at two tables, looking at the menu and ordering while squinting their eyes.

"It's definitely a conservatory beauty!" Learmu said happily.

"Just ask." Fang Yi shook his hair and shouted at the beautiful woman over there without any skill, "Hi, beauty." ”

The heads at the same table with him showed that Yali bowed their heads in tacit agreement, and only Fang still asked domineeringly, "Are you from the Conservatory?" ”

"What do you mean, do you think that only conservatories have beautiful women?" A girl raised her head, her long eyelashes fluttering, expressing displeasure.

"We're the Imperial University." The other girl answered arrogantly.

When Duchamp heard the name of the school, he couldn't help but turn his head and glance at these Baron Theresa's juniors.

Well, judging from the scoring standards of a staff member of the airship floor in the Liber Kingdom, they can all reach more than 85 points, which is worthy of being a college student in the imperial capital, much stronger than Lulei University of Technology.

Actually, that's not right.,When I first entered the school,,There's still a group of cute little Lori.,But engineering universities always have the ability to turn magic into mediocrity.,Whether it's a boy or a girl.,Stay in it for a few years and then come out.,The charm value will drop a lot.。 If you want to give examples, Lilmu and Dietrie are ready-made examples. When he first entered the school, Learmus not only ironed his own shirt, but even helped Duchamp iron it a few times when he had the heart, but now, he has also adopted the method of Duchamp and other boys, hanging his clothes wet on the balcony and relying on gravity to smooth it out.

Of course, before going out this time, this group of nobles at least ironed their coats, and they looked like dogs, but after a day on the train, they inevitably wrinkled again, making the girls in the imperial capital look down on them.

The tsundere girls had a few words with the boys, and after learning that it was a group of soil buns from Lulei University of Technology, they didn't bother anymore.

A group of boys lamented in their hearts: "Alas, when I didn't go to school, I said how good this school was, but now I can't even talk to him." ”

The boys who were not able to measure their strength competed to eat one by one, and the beauties happily finished their meal and floated away, and this gossip could probably be used as a topic for them in the next two or three days.

At the end of the meal, Learmor invited everyone to his house for a seat.

Learmu's home is on Shuiyin Road, near the Matiró Crystal Garden, a quiet, tree-covered street lined with low-key aristocratic residences.

Learmuel lived here as a child, and he couldn't have been more familiar with it, starting with the history, identity, status, and wealth of every owner he passed by, all the way to his door.

"What a competent administrator of Ouchi!" Duchamp was secretly amazed.

The Viscount's Mansion looks no different from other homes, still a three-story building with a small courtyard. Learmor stepped forward and rang the doorbell, and a housekeeper came out when he heard the news, and when he saw Leermu, he shouted happily: "It's the second young master, you're back." ”

Learmor turned sideways, with a solemn and noble face, and his demeanor was more meticulous than that of the housekeeper, and solemnly introduced: "These are all classmates in our class, let's take the train together, and then transfer from the imperial capital to various places." I specially invited them to visit my home. ”

The housekeeper hurriedly helped Leermu carry his luggage and beckoned everyone in. Before the performance of this gorgeous aristocratic demeanor was finished, the door of the house was opened, and three little ghosts ran out, hugging Liermu and calling him brother.

The three little ones were copies of Lirmour, with round faces, golden hair, and blue eyes, and they were arranged in descending order, with the youngest estimated to be only four or five years old.

Leermu's face turned into a flower, and he hurriedly took a prepared box of gifts from Duchamp and dedicated it.

"My younger siblings, they're cute." After sending the little devils away, Learmu turned around and said proudly.

"It's really cute, and you're like a cake mold." Duchamp said.

Leermu didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with this, but said triumphantly: "Our family is connected to the eldest brother, there are a total of 5 brothers and sisters, all of whom were born in the same country, and my parents' relationship is very good, and there is no complicated family relationship like other families. ”

As he spoke, a woman's voice sounded upstairs: "Little bad, you're back!" ”

A lady with a high bun poked her head out of the upper floor and shouted, suddenly realizing that there were so many guests, and quickly retracted her head.

Learmor hurriedly responded.

"Little bad! It turns out that Limmon's nickname is so special! The students laughed.

After a while, the woman had regained her solemnity and walked downstairs, and Liermu hurriedly introduced to the students: "This is my mother, Lord Liliana. ”

"What a mess this is." Leam's mother said to her son with disgust, and said to everyone with a smile: "Everyone must have worked hard in the car, so let's rest for a while, and I'll go and tell the kitchen to prepare dinner first." ”

"But this is not needed, we have already eaten when we came out of the station, and the accommodation has also been settled, the main thing is to send Liermu back, and greet my uncle and aunt by the way." Dietrie said.

Looking at Dietrie's etiquette, Duchamp sighed in his heart that his etiquette was scum, and seeing how appropriate and natural these words were.

A few people exchanged pleasantries again, and Learmor looked out the window at the end of the day, and whispered to his mother: "We plan to go out at night to visit the imperial capital at night, and come back later." ”

"Go, go, have fun, but don't get drunk." Lemmour's mother said openly.

Learmor rubbed his hands excitedly, glanced at his classmates, comforted a few small ones, and said goodbye.

"What now, do you want to send Eisenberg home first?" Lilmu asked.

Eisenberg rolled his eyes at the sky and resolutely rejected the offer.

"Don't treat me as a Kaizi, I'm going to get drunk tonight, and when everyone leaves the imperial capital, it's not too late for me to go back."