Xianwu star

Chapter 67 This Kid Is Crazy
"Master, do you want a private room or..."

As if sensing Wang Zheng's distraction, the smiling servant reminded him kindly, and also called Wang Zheng back from the state of wandering thoughts.

Looking around, Wang Zheng immediately understood the difference between the so-called private room and the lobby.

The so-called lobby refers to some tables, chairs and benches arranged in the lobby on the first floor, which is not much different from the lobby of the hotel in the previous life.

As for the private room, it is in a round shape on the second floor. Each private room has floor-to-ceiling windows that can be opened. Once the window is opened, you can enjoy the performance of the singer from a commanding height.

This kind of lofty private room is undoubtedly a must-have for those who are arty or pretending to be aggressive.

Moreover, although the partition wall of the elegant room is not thick, it is decorated with a lot of formations, which will be very good in terms of defense and privacy.

However, since he wanted to experience the local customs, Wang Zheng naturally would not choose the private room.

Wang Zheng said with an indifferent smile on his face, "The lobby is fine."

"Okay, come on, young master, sit here. Do you want to order something first?"

The boy did not have any lack of service because Wang Zheng chose the lobby, but instead led Wang Zheng to a seat with enthusiasm.

After diligently wiping the tables and chairs that were already as clean as new, he made a gesture of invitation to Wang Zheng.

"What do you all have?" Wang Zheng asked with a natural expression, raising his eyebrows.

In fact, it was the first time for Wang Zheng to go in and out of such a place at this time, and he was completely unaware of the doorways inside.

Even Wang Zheng didn't know whether Ruyifang paid the bill first or later.

If you pay the bill first, it will be embarrassing if you don't know that you will offer the money.If you pay the bill later, it will be even more embarrassing if you pay now.

If he had a mobile phone now, Wang Zheng would definitely post secretly asking: This is the first time I come to Ruyifang, how can I pretend to come here often, wait online, I am very anxious.

"The things in our Ruyifang, ordinary objects, as long as you want them, guest officer, we have them.

Local spirits from Xiling City, green bamboo leaves from the south, even grapes from the western continent, and rum made by dwarves!
Of course, if the guest officer wants to drink spiritual wine, we also have it here, but there are not many varieties..."

Facing Wang Zheng's inquiry, the servant started to talk eloquently without noticing that Wang Zheng's gaze had already wandered around.

As he often came here, Wang Zheng smiled calmly, and patted a few crystal coins on the table: "The characteristics of Xiling City, you just look at it."

"Okay, young master, wait a moment."

The servant, who was more or less skilled in martial arts, quickly collected the crystal coins on the table, and then retreated temporarily after the warm greeting.

Watching the boy leave, Wang Zheng muttered to himself: "Fortunately, buddy is good at learning, otherwise it would be really embarrassing."

It turned out that when the boy was introducing Ruyifang, Wang Zheng quickly scanned the surroundings with his innate eyes and ears, and realized that this Ruyifang was a payment first.

Ever since, Wang Zheng showed a familiarity, avoiding possible embarrassment.

Soon, some exquisite pastries and a jug of spirits were brought up by the servants.Wang Zheng ate the pastries with relish, and looked at the customs of Xiling City.

At this moment, the sound of silk and bamboo stopped abruptly, and the long zither came slowly from upstairs. Accompanied by the sound of zither, a curtain slowly opened, and a woman with a white sand mask appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"Miss Ze'er is finally willing to show her face."

"Beautiful Miss Ze'er, do you still remember me? I'm Landis!"

"Miss Ze'er, Mrs. Zhang has been tossing and turning for the past few days, and finally came up with a masterpiece, dedicated to Miss Ze'er."

As soon as the woman appeared, most of the men in almost the entire Ruyifang became excited.

Apparently, this half-hidden girl Ze'er should be an oiran here.

At least in Wang Zheng's eyes, even though this girl Ze'er was half-covered, she was still full of a different kind of charm.

Inside Ruyifang, it is like a blooming peony.

"I don't know what masterpiece Gao Gongzi has?"

Miss Ze'er's voice is soft, as if it can be said lightly, flowing to the depths of people's hearts.

As soon as Miss Ze'er said this, there were countless echoing voices around her:
"Mr. Gao is here? Sigh, it seems that the guest of honor today is Mr. Gao. Although I, Wang Er, is a cultivator, I am really not good at dancing and writing, which Miss Ze'er prefers."

"Young Master Gao is the No. 1 Confucianist and Taoist of the younger generation in our Xiling City. He is born with a literary heart. I think his carefully prepared works will become a good story in our Xiling City."

"Although I am from the Western Continent, I have always admired the culture of the Eastern Continent. I think Mr. Gao's poems will not disappoint me."

"Young Master Gao, I want to hear it! I want to see the number one talented scholar in Xiling City recite poems."

There were men and women who echoed, and the men, without exception, showed admiration and reverence for the young man dressed as a Confucian scholar.

As for the woman, she basically looked at the man with more or less joy and spring in her eyes.

Following the gazes of the crowd, what caught Wang Zheng's eyes was a man in his twenties, dressed as a Confucian scholar in white.

There was an unruly smile on the man's face, coupled with his proudly flying eyebrows, he was obviously a young Wendao monk who was in the limelight, at least he could be regarded as a figure in Xiling City.

Even under the aura of the first level, the aura of agility of the Wendao cultivator was already extremely strong.

Obviously, he is a genius who is born with a literary heart and does not need to accumulate literary energy and condense a literary heart like ordinary children before he can display literary means.

Seriously in the scene of thousands of calls, the man stood up unceremoniously and walked out of the crowd, the arrogance on his face was almost undisguised.

However, there was always a smile on his face, and he cupped his hands in all directions like a proud son of heaven and said:
"Everyone is really flattering Zhang, Gao is just a literary monk in the late childhood, even if he has a literary heart.

But since the kindness is hard to turn down, Gao did indeed write a new poem for Miss Ze'er, so let's dedicate it to Miss Ze'er here today. "

The face of the Wendao monk surnamed Gao was full of confidence, and he looked at Miss Ze'er with undisguised admiration.

It's just that Wang Zheng, who has been watching all this as a bystander, discovered the possessive desire hidden under the admiration.

"This work was originally unnamed, and it just happened to be the occasion today, so let's call it Miss Zeng Ze'er from Ruyifang. When Gao becomes a second-level powerhouse, I will add a new work for Miss Ze'er at that time."

After all, the cultured monk surnamed Gao was full of culture, and he yelled: "Pen, ink, paper and inkstone are waiting for you!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is this kid quite crazy?"

(End of this chapter)