MTL - Finding Glowing Beauty in Books-Chapter 22 Start reading

Lan Ning carried the duffel bag and walked to the villa with the Confucian language.

Looking closer to this house, the impact on Laning is even greater. This kind of mansion is hard to see on TV: "Is this your villa?"

Although he knows that he is a big writer of this level, the royalty income must be considerable, but he did not expect it to be an invisible rich man who can buy luxury villas in the deep forest.

"It was given to me by my uncle." The tone of Confucianism was flat, as if his uncle gave him a toy that was included in a fast food, not a mansion.

Lan Ning's brow jumped: "Your uncle?" Your uncle's shot is really wide.

The Confucian language nodded. "He is selling villas. There are several villas that are sold to others."

Lan Ning wondered: "Is your family not a scholarly door?"

"Well, so he was driven out of the house."

Lan Ning: "..."

Are you really talking?

She still wants to ask a few more questions, but she thinks that this is someone else's family affairs. She is not good at what an outsider is asking for, and she slams her voice.

When the Confucian language opened the door, Lan Ning followed him into the villa, and suddenly it was bright.

The first floor is a very large living room. The top is decorated with a large European chandelier. There are floor-to-ceiling windows with two walls on the top. The warm and sunny sunlight shines through the clear glass. The interior decoration of the villa uses many European features, but the most striking thing is that there are rows of bookshelves in the hall.

These bookshelves are placed in well-designed locations, each with a full book, like a small library.

"Scorpio, there are so many books here." Lan Ning loosened his bag and walked inside. There are also several bookshelves in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The light golden sunlight falls on it, and every book shines. There is also a large light gray sofa in front of the window, which seems to be specially prepared for reading.

On the wall behind the bookcase, there is a brush-written word that reads a verse in Yu Qian's "Book of Reading" - the book is more like a person.

This type of writing was written with dragons and dragons, vigorous and vigorous. Lan Ning turned to read the Confucian language and curiously asked: "Is this the word you wrote?"

"It was written by my uncle." The Confucian language came to her side and looked up at the brushwork.

"Your uncle is really good at writing. It is a businessman who came out of the book." Lan Ning couldn't help but laugh. "Is the book here also his?"

"Part of it is his, and part of it is mine. These are not all, and the study on the second floor is still there."

Lan Ning: "..."

This is how much I love to read.

"Have you seen all these books?" she asked.

Confucianism raised his eyebrows: "I haven’t finished reading yet. I used to come here for a month. If I don’t do anything, I will read the book."

"Wow." Laning was really a bit stunned by him. At least she used to borrow books from the library, and many of them stayed at the catalogue stage on the return day.

"But that's because your work is of a special nature. You change to the ordinary office workers in the city. If you have time to study, even if you have time, they are more willing to sleep." Lan Ning said that there is some emotion here. "It is also because In this way, there are fewer and fewer people who buy books now. When they want to read a book, they will look for it directly on the mobile phone."

"Paper books can't be replaced." Confucianism draws a book from the bookshelf and pats two covers. "Those reading software is so realistic, and you can't compare it with a book at your fingertips. The feeling of flipping through."

Lan Ning looked up at him. He stood at the window and was outlined by the sun. It looked different in peace.

"What do you mean by looking at me like this?" The Confucian language was over-the-top and his eyes fell on Lanning.

Lan Ning didn't open his eyes, so he accidentally said: "I just think that such a sensible word is not like saying it from your mouth." Is it because of the influence of nature, people have become literary?

The Confucian language put the book back on the shelf, and no longer entangled the problem: "It is not too late, let's make lunch."

Lan Ning: "..."

Why can he send her so naturally? It’s like sending a beggar!

She said angrily: "Why not you do it? How do you say that you are the master, I am the guest."

Confucianism replied calmly: "Because I have to write a manuscript, so you go to cook."

Lan Ning laughed happily twice: "Get it, don't think I don't know, even if I go to cook, you won't write a manuscript."

Confucianism looked at her unexpectedly: "It seems that I have been with me for a long time, and your IQ has improved significantly."

...is it is because you are familiar with your shameless personality!

Two people were deadlocked in the living room, and no one was willing to cook. Finally, the Confucian language first proposed a plan: "Do you play cards? We play a game and the losers go to cook."

Lan Ning said: "What brand do you play with two people? Is it a turtle or a train?"

The Confucian language thought for a moment, and found a deck from the bookshelf, and shook it against Laning: "Is it going to be a three-nation killing? We are coming to 1v1."

Lan Ning: "..."

She was fascinated by this game while she was in college, and she was still wanted by roommates. But now I am busy with work, I haven’t played for a long time, and I can’t even remember the rules.

"I haven't played for a long time, just be simple."

The Confucian language looked at her and took out all the expanded cards: "Just play the standard version, the rules are simplified, one person and three generals, whoever is all killed in the first place, who loses."

"Oh." Laning watched him pull nine out of a bunch of military cards and buckled them on the table, and opened six of them. Her gaze swept slowly from the open card. Hey, what skills are these generals?

She is still trying to recall, and she has handed two identity cards to her in Confucianism: "People who have drawn the Lord’s first choose the military commander."

Lan Ning's fingers clicked back and forth several times on the two cards, and finally selected the one on the left.

"Inner rape..." Laning’s support is simply unfavorable.

The Confucian language smiled and opened the other one: "Lord, I will pick it first."

The first military commander he picked was Lu Bu. Lan Ning saw him take Lu Bu, followed by Zhao Yun. Next, Confucianism chose Zhuge Liang, and Lan Ning quickly took Guo Jia. Hey, see how empty the city is.

The eyebrows of the Confucian language were lifted up and did not speak, but instead thought about what the last military commander chose. He thought for a while, and finally chose one of the three military commanders who were detained.

Although the detained military commander cannot see it, but he cannot see it, there is still some risk. Lan Ning thought about whether he had chosen one or not to open it, but in the end he chose Lu Meng from the military commander who was out.

Lu Meng is a military commander she likes to use. Her explosive power is first-rate, and she speaks Confucianism. When he launched the empty city, Lu Meng also had an advantage.

Lan Ning thinks that from the card's point of view, her military commander still has an advantage. Today, this lunch, we must let the Confucian language do it!

She began to think about the order of appearance of the military commanders. She thought that the Confucian language would be the first to send Lu Bu to play, so Zhao Yun was ranked first, followed by Guo Jia and Lu Meng.

But after speaking the Confucian language, she was a bit dumbfounded. Why is the first one in Zhuge Liang? How can this person not play cards according to the routine?

"I know that you will choose Zhao Yun for the first time." The Confucian language smirked and there was some smugness in his tone.

Lan Ning frowned, this card is of great importance, she must not lose! At 1v1, the advantage of Zhuge Liang weakened. She did not believe that her Zhao Yun could not kill him!

Three minutes later, Zhuge Liang launched the skill empty city leisurely.

Lan Ning: "..."

When the empty city can not use Zhuge Liang to kill, even if her Zhao Yun is heroic, can not hit him ... md this feeling is like a rhetoric, let him swear, but you can not kill him!

She feels that the words "beating me" are now written in the face of Confucianism. She touched two cards from the pile of cards in the corner of her mouth, hoping to have one or two tips.

However no! No! Only kill, full of kills!

Lan Ning feels a little unbearable.

The Confucian language smiled cheerfully over there: "It seems that you still haven't touched the kit."

Lan Ning glanced at him with a sullen look and threw away the killing of the hand.

... I knew that Lu Meng would take the lead, at least not throwing a hand.

Lan Ning now regrets not doing it, Zhao Yun's blood drops, and finally Zhuge Liang hacked to death.

Lan Ning: "..."

The post-war situation can only be described as tragic, although her Guo Jia finally killed Zhuge Liang when there was still a drop of blood, but the military commander who ranked second in Confucianism turned out to be Huang Yueying. I don't know what dog was going to take, he was very lucky, and touched several cards, not only easily killed her Guo Jia, but even her Lu Meng did not last long, but also died. .

"You lost." The Confucian language was very happy to announce the result. He looked up at Laning, just like saying "This meal, after all, you still have to do it."

Lan Ning: "..."

She held the card of Zhuge Liang in her hand and made it into a ball.

Confucian language: "..."

"I am willing to gamble and lose."

"Knowing, saying, ". Although Laning was mad, he looked at the car he had driven for a few hours, and she had a bad diet.

Ruan Confucius turned and put his head on the back of the sofa and looked at Laning, who was walking towards the kitchen: "Know why you lost?"

Lan Ning jerked back: "Don't you cheat?!"

"..." The Confucian language was silent and asked, "Why did you see that I chose Zhao Bu and then took Zhao Yun? There is Yu Ji in the generals. I think she has an advantage over Lu Bubi Zhao Yun."

Lan Ning said: "Because Zhao Yun is handsome!"

Confucian language: "..."

He turned back and smiled like a smile: "You are still so interesting."

Lan Ning: "..."

What kind of ghost, I really thought that I was the overbearing president in the villa?

She wrinkled her nose and opened the kitchen's oversized refrigerator. She studied for a while: "When is the thing inside?"

"I called the person who sent it last night, enough for a week." The Confucian language said that she went to see her again, and she still smiled at the corner of her mouth. "Tomorrow's lunch is also pleased with you."

Lan Ning: "..."

Tomorrow, she will not play the Three Kingdoms, and play tomorrow... Take the turtle! She does not believe that the turtle is still lost!