The carriage was already on the road. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The road conditions in Crescent City are not always too good, especially when the bustling area of the North City is approaching dusk, and various gatherings and feasts have begun one after another. At this time, it is inevitable that there will be a large number of pedestrians, and what is even more worrying is that the carriages that meet from time to time, whether in the same direction or in the same direction, will always make the streets that are not so spacious by vendors jam to death.

Of course, the municipal authorities will always send someone to take care of the channeling, but it's just a cure! They don't have the ability to do it again -- well, at least not before! Now? it seems that there is, at least they themselves believe that they have. It is reported that the municipal department has already begun to work on the problem, but ......

"Forget it, just with them?"

Most of the citizens who received the news subconsciously thought so.

Ye Guyun was sitting in the driver's seat, today he had to make a cameo appearance as a coachman, in order to set off Frank - at least not to steal the limelight, he also specially dressed a low-key way, black jacket, gray turtleneck, his hair was simply tied up, and there was no extra decoration, standing next to the noble and solemn Frank, he looked like an entourage, well, he himself thought so.

To be honest, compared with other carriages that have to be in a state of "crawling", the car driven by Ye Guyun is really not slow, the reason is very clear, it is nothing more than the family crest on the carriage and the special out-of-character shape. Who has ever seen a carriage with a magical light source that is "splendid, noble, deep and majestic" floating in the four corners? Who has ever seen a carriage with a beautiful shape and faint brilliance? Not to mention that the carriage is engraved with the crescent emblem representing the Ashlons! Therefore, whether it is pedestrians, carriages, or anything else, all deliberately avoid this carriage, and some people even stop to see it all the way, and they also salute it with their hands on their chests.

Ye Guyun didn't feel anything about it, if he wanted to find some feelings, he would only be glad, glad that he didn't have to endure the pain of congestion. At this moment, while he was catching the car, he talked to Frank, who was sitting in the carriage.

"Ye! I have to admit that the carriage you made is really beautiful, but I really don't think it will work, because Kenna will hardly see it! She's an actress, she's backstage. ”

"You have to look at the big picture. The carriage is just one part of the overall image design, and my intention is to try to make you as impressive as possible in every way, from the moment it appears......"

"Oh......" Seriously, Frank still doesn't know why.

"Well, even if Kenna can't see it, as long as 'others' see it. Influence this part of the 'others', and they will naturally influence Kenna for you. When he said this, Ye Guyun was weak-hearted, how could he have any wonderful intentions, it was clearly just a whim, but he suddenly felt that the carriage was ugly, so he immediately started to rectify it. In fact, his transformation of Frank's image is completely just an opportunistic act, according to the impression of a few essential elements of a rich and handsome pickled girl, he will change whatever he thinks, and he will copy it rigidly, pile it up randomly, and there is no trace to follow. Of course, he didn't dare to let Frank know these words, so Ye Guyun chose to change the topic.

This aspect is well thought out and well documented.

"See that bouquet of flowers in the carriage?"

"See. Wow......!

"99 flowers, can it not be big?"

"Uh, it's all roses, isn't it winter?—— uh, I see, it's really not a problem...... But I'll have to empty a few flower shops!"

"So you have to thank Anne for all the way to the North - hey, I gotta say, your florist here is so small and outrageously small! 99 roses have to be collected for half a day. ”

"Annie?" said Frank, laughing, knocking on the carriage, and saying angrily, "Of course I will thank her, and I know that I will always be on her side." You know, Anne grew up with the three of us! In my heart, she has always been my sister. However, I was still inexplicably harmed by you. Honestly, I'm going to be upset about it! Why should she be your maid-in-waiting? I think the best way to thank Anne is to help her become Lady Sephius, you say?"

Ye Guyun was silent for a long time, Frank couldn't help but be anxious, and hurriedly said, "Ye, aren't you angry?"

"Nope. Ye Guyun shook his head, "I do owe it to her, and I owe it to every girl." ”

"You don't have to be so ......"

"Well, back to the question of the bouquet. Ye Guyun skipped the topic forcefully, "Smart as you, you won't know what this bouquet of flowers is for, right?"

"Of course I do! I will present this bouquet of roses to Kenna with my own hands! Ah! Such a beautiful bouquet can only be worthy of a more beautiful Kenna......

Ye Guyun automatically ignored a large section of delusional whispers from unrequited love, and continued to say: "You are a mage, so you naturally know a lot of strange and strange means that can deceive people's ears, whether it is a spell or something else. Take advantage of it. For example, hide that bouquet of roses in your spatial equipment, or use illusions to cover it, or even hide it directly in the half-plane you created, and when you meet, you can suddenly take it out and offer it in a dashing and courteous manner. Hmph, this is a great way to create surprises and romance. ”

"Yes, yes!" Frank's eyes lit up.

"And you can also do it on the bouquet. When Kenna received the bouquet, under her gaze, she could just see the bright roses slowly blooming for her, the fragrance was pouring out, the dew was shining, and even the ears began to echo with the chant......

"Ye! You're amazing! How can you come up with so many romantic pursuits? You, you're a love saint!"

"Tsk! It's all rotten! It's all a routine!"

"But, but......" Frank was timid again, "what should I do after I send the flowers?"

"Uh......" Ye Guyun felt extremely speechless.

"The successive failures have made me always at a loss when facing her," Frank said weakly, "I don't even know what to say......

"Won't you take the opportunity to show your heart with some graceful and timeless words?, heh, it is not difficult for a noble son like you, who has received the best gentleman's education since childhood. Ye Guyun said with a little sarcasm.

"But I really don't understand!, well, I've exhausted every skill and method of conversation I can think of, but I seem to be hated......" Frank said dejectedly.

"Oh! Ye Guyun sighed without being salty.

"Isn't it?" said Frank with a wry smile.

After thinking about it, Ye Guyun said: "Since the flowers have been sent, then you can start the topic of flower language." ”

"What is that?" asked Frank blankly.

"Huh, you don't have the concept of flower language?"

"I guess that must be your hometown's claim. ”

"Yes. Because of different characteristics, habits and legends, all kinds of flowers represent various feelings and wishes of human beings, and are a product of humanity for the language of flowers. For example, the lotus flower that emerges from the mud symbolizes purity and purity, the peony with clusters of flowers symbolizes prosperity and wealth, and the flower on the other side of the Huangquan Road symbolizes the beauty of sadness, separation and death. Speaking of this, Ye Guyun couldn't help but be slightly distracted, but he came to his senses in an instant, "As for the strong red rose, it symbolizes the most passionate love." ”

Finally, even the same flower, depending on the color or posture, can be further subdivided into completely different flower languages, for example, the blue rose symbolizes mystery and enchantment. Ye Guyun added.

"I see! We have similar symbols, just as the laurel branch symbolizes honor, the olive branch symbolizes peace, and the 'tough guy tree' shaded pines all over the Northland represent perseverance, toughness, and perseverance! Oh! Ye! Please transcribe me the full set of flower language!I want to know them all!Hey! Just a few of them have fascinated me! They are so elegant, so charming....." Frank became confident, "Ye! Thank you! I think I know what to say to Kenna!"

Ye Guyun just smiled and said no more.

It didn't take long for the carriage to reach its destination, in the middle of the crescent, a theater called the Civic Theater.

Tonight's performance here is the Brilliant Theatre Company, a troupe that is particularly famous and characterful. Fame comes from his masterful and popular performances, and his character comes from his claim to serve the common people only – and of course, he doesn't refuse to let the rich and nobles enter. So they chose to perform in civic theaters in the middle of the city, closer to the civilian districts, rather than in the various high-class theaters dotted around the borough where the rich gathered.

The boss is a native of the capital, but he studied music and acting at Silvermoon University. After graduating, he soon set up his own troupe, which traveled around the Northland, making tours, and more than ten years later, his fame grew.

Of course, for Ye Guyun and Frank, it didn't matter how the Brilliant Troupe was, they didn't come for tonight's performance, but for one of the actors who performed it.

Perhaps it was purely because of the great fame of the arts, or perhaps more because of the eccentricity of "the more you resist, the more you attract", the performances of the glorious troupe, which claimed to be for the common people, attracted a large number of wealthy people to watch them - well, that's nothing, the appreciation of art should not be class-based. But...... Seeing the pilgrimage-like pious expressions on some greasy fat faces, and hearing a long list of specious and high-minded talks...... It's hard not to feel the urge to vomit or beat.

The arrival of the rich inevitably brought with them many carriages, but fortunately the central part of the city was relatively spacious, and the roads on both sides were constantly spread out, so that there was nowhere to park. However, although there were many carriages arriving, and each one was extremely luxurious, in the end it could not compare to the carriage in which Frank was ridden, which was surrounded by a magical light, and as soon as it appeared, it stole the limelight of the rest and stole everyone's attention. In fact, the magic glow is not the point (who can't add a few magic lanterns to the rich people?), the styling is not the point (after all, it is a temporary repair, and the shape of the carriage can only be regarded as not ugly at best), and some chic details are not the point, the point is that everything adds up to no more and no less, and it just works together to create a style that breaks through the sky!

Bang Bang Bang ~!

Someone else led the crowd outside the theater to applaud, and then, whistles and cheers rang out, and some bold ladies were already throwing kisses and waves at Frank. Frank was also calm, according to Ye Guyun's teaching, he took off his hat elegantly, put it against his chest, bowed slightly, and saluted the surroundings, which suddenly made the cheers louder.

Ye Guyun didn't want to disturb Frank to enjoy the honor at the moment, so he silently drove the carriage away and went straight to find a berth.

When Ye Guyun parked the carriage and returned to the entrance of the theater, he found that Frank still hadn't entered yet, he stood helplessly, and next to him was an old man in a gorgeous costume, who was circling Frank back and forth, looking curiously and repeatedly, as if he was looking at the rare and exotic beasts in the zoo......

The old man in the costume was none other than Frank's teacher, Archmage Osma.

"Hey, Mr. Archmage, why are you here?"

Ye Guyun raised his voice to greet him, and Osma turned his head when he heard the voice, okay, he finally saved Frank from his embarrassment.

"Oh! it's you, Saphius!" said the archmage with a big smile, "of course I'm here to see the show!"

Ye Guyun only then realized, Osma is a mage with a "wonderful" style, not typical at all, he is not a dead house, although he loves research, but he loves life more, compared to other archmages who are all research maniacs who are obsessed with spell research, he is more like a noble lord who is indulged in enjoyment. So, for him, it's not something to be surprised to be quiet and go out to see a theatrical performance once in a while.

"That's right. Osma looked at Ye Guyun with a smile, "I heard that this set of clothes was invented and made by you and your women?"

"Well, what's the problem?"

"You have to make me a set!" Osma clenched her fists and waved her hands up and down unconsciously, expressing her strongest demand, "Ah! what a beautiful dress! noble! dignified! simple! elegant! outstanding! unique! it was born for a dashing and wise mage!

"Uh, tuxedo......" Ye Guyun was very puzzled by Osma's fanatical attitude, "If you want, you can order it in the store yourself......"

"Tuxedo? Oh! It's a very vivid name! but...... Made-to-order?" Osma looked puzzled.

"Susanna's secret! Find that shop, and you'll get what you want. Ye Guyun replied, thought for a moment, and then said, "Is the mage really suitable for wearing a tuxedo?"

"Why isn't it appropriate? I think a tuxedo is the perfect mage's outfit!" exclaimed Osma, pointing at Frank, "The staff can be blended into a simple hook-shaped cane, the indispensable magic ornaments, it can also be disguised in hats, bow ties, scarves, belts, and as for the protective gear, haha, the huge clothes can be arranged in perfect order! voila! all the mage's requests are not delayed! At the same time, we have obtained the most perfect shape!"

"The last point is the most important thing, right?" Ye Guyun and Frank were secretly slandering.

The more Osma spoke, the more excited he became, and at the end, he slapped his palms and said with bright eyes: "I have decided! From now on, the tuxedo will be the designated costume of my Osma school! Every inheritor must wear this costume on all public and semi-public occasions! It will become the symbol of the Osma school!"

Suddenly, Frank was speechless, while Ye Guyun was puzzled.

"Where did the Osma school come from?"