Young man, please stay

Chapter 82 Mr. Chang Le
  However, what Qin Lang didn't expect was that the signature of "Feng Qiu Huang", or his pen name, was not "Knife without Sheath on a Rainy Night" in the end.

"Changed? Who changed it?"

"My master changed it~"

"..."

Qin Lang's eyelids drooped. Wasn't that guy not interested in sect affairs? He suddenly had nothing to do, so why did he interfere with his pen name?

"Master said that the name [Knife Without Sheath on a Rainy Night] is too long to be remembered, and the other meaning contained in it is too obscure to be passed down orally."

"cut…"

After staying with Zhuo Beibei for a long time, Qin Lang also picked up some of the little sect master's oral habits:
  "Now she's done understanding it..."

"Qin Lang, don't insult my master!"

"Harm, who insulted..."

Qin Lang smiled, but he was not afraid of the shadow.

When he was usually with Zhuo Beibei, the most he could do was grab her little face, and he even spanked her little butt twice, which was not as many as he spanked his senior sister in Tianshan.

On the contrary, he had to wait for her to wash up every day, and even told her stories before going to bed. If he had to say insult, it should be Zhuo Beibei who insulted Qin Lang, a dignified eight-foot young hero.

"So what does your master say? My name is not good, does she have the ability to come up with one?"

"Yes, Wen Xue has already used it."

"???"

"It's called [Mr. Chang Le]. It sounds pretty good, right? It can also more directly reflect the style of Ningxiang Pavilion."

……

To be honest, this name is really not impossible.

However, Qin Lang has reason to believe that Zhuo Beibei gave himself this pen name because Nan Lingyue told her about his experience in Jianping County.

The phrase "contentment is always happy" that I said back in the Jianping County Inn fell on that guy's ears, and he must have thought of something strange, so he deliberately gave himself the name [Mr. Chang Le].

……

"Qin Lang, don't be unhappy..."

Nan Lingyue felt that Qin Lang's face looked a little strange, so he stuck out his tongue, grabbed Qin Lang's arm with both hands and shook it:
  "...Wen Xue and I were still thinking about asking for your opinion, but Master told me that the sect belongs to her, so we don't need to pay attention to that brat..."

"..."

Although this is true, and things like pen names are not important in the first place, Qin Lang feels a little itchy when he thinks of someone saying this arrogantly.

"Okay, let's do this for now. How are the preparations for the Banxia girl we are looking for?"

"That's almost it. Ban Xia also has some basic knowledge of playing the flute. Wen Xue has found someone to write the song "Feng Qiu Huang" and she is getting familiar with it."

"Xiao ah..."

A song ends with a Xiao, and a song begins with a Xiao. It is also a wonderful thing to finish playing the serious ones first and then to play the informal ones...

"Qin Lang, the Banxia girl we are looking for used to have an ordinary price. Shouldn't she now..."

"Raise the price?"

Qin Lang nodded:

"The price must be raised, and the price must be twice that of Tingyuxuan's top brand! But one thing must be paid attention to. Find someone to let the word out, saying that the price was not decided by Miss Banxia herself, but that the owner was afraid that she would be affected. Harassment by thugs deliberately raises the bar.”

"alright, I got it."

"Also, still looking for a reliable person, it is best to find a girl from the Tianhe Sect who disguises herself as a man and pretends to be a handsome young man. Then she says that she has met Banxia and has no intention of spending the night with him. She just wants to drink and chat and enjoy some entertainment. Poems and songs, but Miss Banxia insists on saying that since she has fallen into the mortal world, she does not want to pretend to be noble and do the hypocritical thing of erecting a memorial arch..."

Pretending to be noble?

Set up a memorial archway?
  When Nan Lingyue heard this, he seemed to have stepped on Ting Yuxuan again, covertly or covertly.

And in this way, starting from Pinellia ternata, the "difference" between Ningxiang Pavilion and Tingyuxuan mentioned by Qin Lang seems to have taken initial shape.

Ting Yuxuan's style is "pretending to be noble", "hypocritical" and "setting up archways", and the arty style is just superficial.

The style of Ningxiang Pavilion is "real", "simple" and "connotative". Girls can be equally elegant, but they really have stories. Such differentiation is the differentiation of Tingyuxuan. The more obvious it is, the more it will benefit Ningxiang Pavilion and not benefit Tingyuxuan. Nan Ling felt happy and couldn't help but sigh:
  "It seems that I was right to recruit you to Tianhe Sect."

"It's a small matter, I'm going back to my room first."

"Hey, wait a minute."

"how?"

"Well…"

Nan Lingyue was a little embarrassed, but finally asked something that had been on his mind.

"Master...does she have a good relationship with you?"

Qin Lang said without thinking:

"generally."

"Impossible, then why does Master want to live with you?"

"Oh, she chooses the bed, and then she wants to listen to stories and so on. Anyway, there are a lot of troubles, so she got entangled in it. She is a child, and she is too lazy to know anything."

Qin Lang said so, but Nan Lingyue had different ideas. After all, she had seen Zhuo Beibei in the form of a girl and Zhuo Beibei in the form of a young woman. She could not simply regard her as a person like Qin Lang. child.

"Anyway...Qin Lang anyway!"

The girl seemed to have made up her mind. She blushed and said seriously to Qin Lang:

"You can sleep with my master, but you are not allowed to take her body!"

"..."

"There are some rumors in the Ningxiang Pavilion. I asked Master, but nothing happened. But in the future, you are not allowed to bully or seduce Master while she is still young. I don't want to suddenly have an extra 'Master's wife' or something. of…"

"..."

"Qin Lang, did you hear that?"

"heard it."

Qin Lang smiled silently, then returned to his room, and then started looking for Zhuo Beibei throughout the room.

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"Beibei, come out!"

"I'm so annoyed. You're yelling. This is how Mu Xuanli teaches you to treat your seniors..."

Zhuo Beibei was actually lying in bed again in broad daylight. Qin Lang took him out and questioned him about changing his pen name.

"Yes, what Lingyue said are my exact words. Is there any problem?"

"I am your sect's counselor after all. Don't you think this is rude to a counselor?"

"Hmph, who said that the entire Tianhe Sect belongs to me?"

Zhuo Beibei disagreed:
  "Boy, if you are unhappy, I will let you be a saint son or something, and let you be the next sect master. Then I will have no control over you. How about that?"

"Thank you for your imagination..."

"I have already said that I, the sect leader, have long been tired. Whoever takes over is the same to me, as long as he is not a bad person."

"..."

Who would have thought that Zhuo Beibei, who holds one of the top three sects in the world, would have such an indifferent attitude. Qin Lang could not guess what the big brother was thinking, so he could only sit silently by the bed and collect a bunch of melon seeds that the big brother had eaten. shell.

As a result, he didn't know how long he had been cleaning up, but Qin Lang suddenly felt a pair of small hands wrapping around his waist from behind.

"Qin Lang..."

"Ok?"

"If I fall into deep sleep again in the future, and this time, it may be ten or twenty years, what do you... think..."

(End of this chapter)