Young Master, Don't Bother Me

Luo Xiaojing froze and turned his head slowly.

Leng Yu Mou Guang is sharp, she calms the disordered heartbeat that changes suddenly below: "do not know."

He doesn't know how many conversations Leng Yu has heard with the liar, but Luo Xiaojing will never admit it when it comes to Luo rou.

Leng Yu obviously didn't believe it: "then you are in front of the police officer..."

"Was that right?" She quickly confessed, "because teacher Luo rouluo is my favorite predecessor, I can't bear to see that after her death, there are still people playing under her banner to cheat and discredit her reputation."

Leng Yu nodded. Junyi's face changed with the light of the street lamp: "so what are you going to do next?"

"I don't know." Luo Xiaojing drooped his head again. "After all, I'm not Luo Rou's teacher. I can't help anything."

The weak voice of the mosquito and fly with helpless frustration, Leng Yu stopped for a few seconds: "I think I can."

Luo Xiaojing, who suddenly looks up, looks at the man with deep eyebrows in amazement.

"Use my microblog to send messages to build momentum, and then find a lawyer for the victim to formally sue the person in charge of Jingshi Wenwan street for lax supervision."

Although the number of fans of Yu Shi's official V and Leng Yu's private microblog is almost the same, the effect of sending a microblog is completely different. Leng Yu sends out a punctuation mark casually, and there will be countless forwarding and comments of Yu fan.

Luo Xiaojing didn't understand how Leng Yu's high spirit could end in person. After all, it happened in the lowest market. He should not even look at it.

As if seeing Luo Xiaojing's doubts, he slowed down and explained, "because teacher Luo Rou is also a senior I respect very much."

Luo Xiaojing was stunned again.

"The flower series designed and carved by her is one of my favorite works until now."

The obscurity of Luo Xiaojing's eyes was replaced by a light: "really?"

When Luo Rou carved the flower series, she was still very young, but that was her happiest time, because she could go to the botanical garden with her mother every day.

Leng Yu nodded heavily.

"I like it, too." The joy in his eyes flashed by, and Luo Xiaojing was very sad, "but this series can't be seen any more."

After Luo Rou's death, the man swept away Luo Rou's works. After several changes of hands, now he doesn't know which collector collected them.

"There will be a chance." Leng Yu's enigmatic smile, "in fact, if there is Luo Rou's apprentice or her family who teaches her carving skills, the hundred flowers series can be seen again."

Luo Xiaojing's fingers twisted the corner of his clothes: "I also hope that one day."

At this time, the car stopped steadily, Xinyi turned his head: "here we are."

"Thank you, assistant Xin. Thank you, boss." About Luo Rou, the topic of sculpture suddenly stops, Luo Xiaojing pushes the door and gets out of the car.

When the car starts again, Xinyi asks Leng Yu in the rearview mirror, "boss, do you want to go back to the market to find folk craftsmen?"

The owner of tangxin agate dinosaur has not yet been determined, and the new products of Royal ornaments are in urgent need of sculptors. Leng Yu has a whim to try his luck in the crystal Market of literary games. Unexpectedly, he meets Luo Xiaojing.

I didn't expect

Gather the next God, he said: "don't go."

"And now I'll see you back to your villa?"

Thinking of the girl who surprised him, what did Xin Yi say? Leng Yu didn't hear a word: "do you think Luo Xiaojing can carve?"

She was holding a carved dragon card in her hand. With her experience and professional vocabulary, she argued with the swindler again.

"I think so," she said

After thinking about it, she added: "not only will I, maybe I'm still a master."

"What do you say?"

"Feel." Xin Yi turns back and smiles at Leng Yu Zhan Yan, "it's very similar to boss, that is, when you reach the level of God, you will feel insulted to your own profession when you see this kind of boasting, and then hang it."

Leng Yu's face sank: "am I like this?"

"Yes."

Xin Yi didn't notice that Leng Yu's tone was slightly displeased, and continued to be self-conscious: "I remember when Feisi jewelry and royal ornaments occupied the European market, you were like Luo Xiaojing, who overpowered everything with your major and forced Feisi jewelry to quit."

It's just the beginning of Royal ornament, which urgently needs to be recognized by the European high-end market. FIS played a smart trick and tried to kick it out, but in the end, Leng Yu used his excellent professional knowledge and unique design to let the European market choose Royal ornament.

"You can't be so confident without real talent and learning."

Xin Yi is right, so Luo Xiaojing is deliberately hiding his strength.

"What do you think of the relationship between Luo Xiaojing and Luo Rou?"

Her helpless tears are real, and Leng Yu sees her pride when she mentions Luo rou. Therefore, he has reason to suspect that Luo Rou is not only what Luo Xiaojing said, but also the elder she respects.

"It should be a relationship we don't know."Xin Yi's answer is equivalent to no answer, and Leng Yu's face is even more heavy.

"All surnamed Luo?"

This reminds Leng Yu.

With a pick of eyebrows, he said: "I changed my mind about the logo ball of the Royal ornament, and I promised her to tweet to build momentum..."

……

The next day.

Student studio.

The morning class still has half an hour to start. When I meet a few people in Xiaoxi, I gather around and look at my cell phone and other people's incredible expression.

"Leng Dashen, he doesn't tweet every ten thousand years, which makes many of our fans think that he has forgotten his account password long ago. Unexpectedly, he tweeted last night?" Meet the stream, see the ghost like twisted face, a long hair with the shaking head frequency of flying.

"Forward 320000, comment 80000, what rhythm is this, what rhythm?" Qin Mei holds her head and the volume keeps rising.

Tang Qian did not seem to get away from the shock: "but what does the great God mean?"

After a closer look, she read out: "I don't know if I will become a master in the mouth of a liar in a hundred years' time, swaggering with my name."

"Something must have happened to make the great God angry?"

"It must have something to do with cheating."

"The wording is so direct, I feel the anger of the God across the screen."

A few people and a crowd of Yufen guess almost, under the micro blog, a slip of water god, what's the matter with you? If the jewelry designed by you is stolen, who is the God that provokes you? Let's organize a group to overturn their comments.

Sitting not far away, Luo Xiaojing is also sluggish with her mobile phone in her hand. She never thought that Leng Yu not only made a real micro blog, but also made it last night after she got out of the car.

Looking at the increasing number of reading and forwarding, Luo Xiaojing has mixed feelings.

Yesterday, Leng Yu said that he would hire a lawyer for the victim to sue the person in charge of Wenwan Jingshi market. At that time, people who know the inside story might mention Luo rou. When Luo Rou is pushed to the top of the storm, powerful netizens might pick out that she is Luo Rou's daughter.

This thought, Luo Xiaojing can't sit still.