Chapter 6 The new top scorer

3days ago Fan fiction 6
The wooden-structured conference hall is tall and empty, with various luxury goods and crops hanging indiscriminately on the four walls. A few strings of red peppers and garlic cloves are tilted beside the scabbard inlaid with gems. Not far away are valuable paintings by contemporary famous artists.

It exudes a strong local nouveau riche temperament, which shows that its owner's taste is extremely bad.

The strong man like a tower rubbed his dry eyes hard: Boss!Do you really want to do this?

In the center of the conference hall, Ning Wan crossed her legs and lay tilted on a luxurious armchair covered with tiger skin: Yes, the village leader has made a decision long ago, and today's conference is just a notification.

Hearing this, the other bandits also wailed.

At the beginning, they proposed to marry the husband of the village for the eldest son, just to make her enjoy the entertainment and vent her extra energy. However, the eldest son was confused by the young man's face and wanted to leave behind them, such brothers who had been through life and death, and accompany the young man to Beijing for the exam.

Scar was angry: Boss, what's the point of that little guy?

Ning Wan picked her teeth freely: What are you saying? You forced me to marry.

Biddenly: Ah is wrongly accused, how dare we force the boss? It is obvious that you are the little boy who is studying and you will lose your legs and you will not be able to walk.

After using a piece of ink ingot, Zhu Wanyi, who came to the meeting hall to find Ning Wan, was at the door and heard the conversation in the room clearly. The female devil actually wanted to leave her nest and accompany her to Beijing for the exam?

My husband, you are here.Ning Wan was very clear-headed and had already heard that Zhu Wanyi was standing at the door, so she called him into the hall. After I left, Heifeng Village would be handed over to Scar to take care of. My husband, come and help me remember the rules of the village.

Zhu Wanyi, immersed in joy, tried his best to tighten the corners of his mouth, and spread the pen and ink in the conference hall awkwardly. He just listened to the uneducated female bandit explaining the rules of the village one by one. No rape of women, no burning other people's houses, and no smearing their necks when robbing money. Our purpose is to rob the rich and help the poor...

He heard the blue veins on his forehead leaping straight, and finally wrote on the paper: All the bandits in Heifeng Village should not be raped or plundered, nor should they harm human life.

He originally wanted to add a sentence that he would not make ill-gotten wealth, but then Heifeng Village would not be a thief nest. The female bandit left his foundation for him, so he could not secretly cheat her.

Back in the room to pack his luggage, Ning Wan reached out and touched the man's tense chin: My husband, are you unhappy?

Her movements were very frivolous, and Zhu Wanyi sideways to avoid it, thinking that if you hadn't taken me to the mountain village, I would have arrived in Hanzhou long ago.

Now, not only did I delay the trip, but I also became a relative for no reason. I will be oppressed by this female gangster at all times in the future.

However, he also knew that it would be better to waste his life in this primitive and vulgar bandit nest.

His gaze was on the woman's small braids, and he couldn't bear it anymore and said: You won't go down the mountain with this braid, you're not a kind person at first glance.

Ning Wan touched her fashionable and advanced little dreadlocks and muttered: The women in our village only know how to braid such hair, or they might be twisted with scissors.

you!

Finally, Zhu Wanyi spent two hours unbuttoning her braids one by one, then fetched water to rub and dry them. Then he recalled the hairstyle of the wife of the official whom he met when he was in the imperial examination. After failing five times, he finally successfully tied up a bun.

He was calm, had a slight heart, and was full of patience. Ning Wan, whose hair was fiddled with, had her chin rested in front of the dressing table, and she squinted her eyes and fell asleep to death.

I don’t know if it was Zhu Wanyi’s illusion, but he just changed his hairstyle. The sleeping female bandit had a green eyebrows, a small nose, and her petal-like lips were red and red. At this moment, she was pouting slightly, and her cloud-like hair stopped on her plump and smooth forehead, as beautiful as a fairy in the painting.

Just as his heartbeat accelerated slightly, the fairy jumped up from the edge of the table, grabbed his hard-working bun rudely, frowned: What a heavy damn Ah... I almost broke my neck!

There was no trace of fairy temperament, and Zhu Wanyi's forehead started to jump again.