The Anarchic Consort

In the past, after Yuan Lingxuan said this, he would hear a suggestion or a pursuit.

But today's four people are particularly silent, which makes Yuan Lingxuan look at them more strangely: "Why, do you think this young master is wrong?"

The four men were stunned first, then shook their heads desperately, and squeezed out a stiff smile: "No, no, how can the young master say it is wrong?"

"Well, if you have nothing to do, go back." Yuan Lingxuan looked at the four people and the usual cleverness was gone, and suddenly felt that there was no meaning.

The little sister who stood beside him was also going to see things. When he heard the words of his own master, he quickly took the people out. When he came back, he smiled on his face: "Young master, small have inquired There is a strong man on the other side of the good house. Although Wu is not good, it is very difficult to deal with. If he is there, he will definitely give a lesson to the boy who has a higher vision!"

"Tell the strong man, let him play according to his face, and play well, this young master will give him benefits." Yuan Lingxuan is a person who is proud of his heart, and is also a leader in the family, even in the capital. Not many people dare to provoke him. Murong Changfeng and Blackpool will be counted. After all, they are equal to him from both strength and family. This is the poor boy who doesn’t know where to come from. He has taken the limelight when he enters the hospital.

Of course, Yuan Lingxuan doesn't have the same mind as Zhang's son. When he sees such a person, the first reaction is not to teach him, but to let him use it for himself.

Hate hates him in the hall of the Yuan family, but he is ignored by a poor boy!

Only gave him a sentence: no interest.

This makes Yuan Lingxuan swallow this breath!

As a personal close-up of Yuan Lingxuan, it is natural to know this and understand the minds of his own master. The voice is more respectful: "The young master is relieved, everything is handled by small ones, and all three are top-notch. Waste, not to go to school to sleep or long-term leave, if it is not the poor hospital can not choose someone, it is estimated that the dean will not send them to the game, this combination is estimated to be three games down, even one can not win, let alone and The hospital is right..."

"Auntie!"

Standing in the corner of the business district, He Lianweiwei, who was helping the singer to sweep the floor, sneezed heavily. The old man who was drinking tea slowly behind him raised his eyebrows: "Hey, I have done this for you, college." Give me your employment fee, should you give it to me?"

"Cough!" The tea that was originally smashed by Xiaoqu’s half-day sneak peek, didn’t drink, and almost smothered himself: “Where is the old man’s employment fee?”

Helian Weiwei put the broom on the ground, and the whole person was lazy on it. His fingers held his chin and looked at him with a funny look: "The three generations of the old man are sweeping the floor here, there is no employment fee? Who is the letter?"

"Taro, you didn't deal with the kid of Tusu, don't look at him like that, the black water in your heart can be much more!" The teacup in the angrily's hand was put down: "Let the old man say that his nephew is following." He learned!"

Helian Weiwei raised his eyebrows: "External?"

"It’s the ice boy who is wearing a mask all day long!"

Helen Weiwei finally knows, and the third place is absolutely offended by the old man, so that he will not leave the bank every time. When she listened, she didn’t feel anything. Now she is getting married with the man. Listening again, I always feel weird...

"Right, I heard that you want to play on behalf of your poor hospital?" Yan Mingxiang smirked the beard and laughed: "This is also good, it is time for them to see your strength, but also let you before the martial arts test , give yourself a name."

Helian Weiwei touched the nose and chuckled: "I am not arrogant than the project I tried."

"Isn't it martial?" Yan Mingxiang was dumbfounded: "Isn't the kid of Tusu not choose you, and the old man went to him and said, "How can this kid hear the rumors, it is awful!"

Helian Weiwei's tone is faint: "It's not the dean's decision. It's the three of us." She doesn't care, even if she chooses her, she won't be divined, and the original and Xiaobai are in the fantasy space. Help her, just choose martial arts and martial arts, the chances of winning are relatively high.

Now think of it, the three of them seem to be too casual, so you choose one, I choose one to give the test project... The main reason is that the dean is too indulgent, saying that as long as they promise to play, casually How do they toss.

To be honest, this is the first time that Helen Weiwei has encountered such an enlightened dean.

"Do you choose your own?" The more you listen to the sound, the more unreliable you are: "Who is the person who chooses the martial arts?"

Helen Weiwei bent over and swept the ground, and the ankles showed a heavier buckle that was not easily noticed. He answered casually: "I am at the same table."

"Do you still have the same table?" Yan Mingxiang showed a shocked look: "Don't you always be alone?"

Helen Weiwei’s mouth was pumped: “But whenever you go to class, you have the same table.”

After listening to this answer, Yan Mingxiang still feels dissatisfied: "If you choose Wu, you can definitely win. The old man dares to tell you that in addition to the little bald head of the excellent hospital, few people in Taibai College can play it. you."

"Little bald head..." Helen Weiwei's fingers paused, and the eyebrows chuckled: "Seven princes are so powerful?"

Yan Mingxiang screamed twice: "It’s not the ice kid who taught it. A little baby girl who is well ended by him is like a little tiger. The last time the tiger gave the old man a meat package, the station early in the morning. Call me outside, and the noisy old man can't sleep even when he sleeps!"

"It seems that the old man likes the seven emperors." Helen Weiwei and the old man have been in contact for some time. If it is a person he hates, he will never let the other party find it, let alone have a chance to quarrel with him.

Yan Mingxiang caressed the beard and smiled. He did not deny: "The old man still feels that you have a problem with this layout. If you are more tempered than the test, at least you can still get the next game. How about the strength of the other two people? Do you understand?"

"When I wait for the game, I can get to know it slowly." Helen Weiwei snorted and smiled softly.

Yan Mingxiang: ...that is still not understood!

"You don't even know their strengths, but they have given their respective entries?" Yan Mingxiang listened a little dizzy. When was the biggest competition in the college, he was so disregarded, and the students in the former hospital were able to win. It’s a good deed to work hard!

Helen Weiwei held his forehead and said nothing to the old man. If you think about it, they really are like this...