MTL - Finding Glowing Beauty in Books-Chapter 21 Start reading

Lan Ning pulled out Weibo and dialed the phone directly to Confucianism. After the phone rang three times, he was picked up by Confucianism: "What? I have to pack my bags."

Lan Ning: "..."

Are you coming to the trough?

She was a little angry and ruined: "I really can't figure out why a road idiot is so keen on traveling!"

The Confucian language was silent for a few seconds and hung up the phone.

Lan Ning: "..."

She quickly dialed another pass, but fortunately the other party was picked up. This time, without waiting for the Confucian language to speak, Lan Ning pre-emptively said: "I repeat, why do you clearly feel that the direction is not very good, but also like to travel?"

"The sense of direction is not limited to places that I have never been to. I often go to places where I can't find directions." The Confucian language said coldly and said, and then hanged the phone.

Lan Ning: "..."

Teacher, will you be too proud!

However, with the last experience of the previous car, Lan Ning was afraid that the Confucian language disappeared silently in the world of hustle and bustle, and quickly called the editor to report the situation.

After listening to the editor-in-chief, I just smacked and said: "You will follow him tomorrow. At the latest Tuesday, I will watch you come back with the manuscript!"

Lan Ning: "..."

Is it because if she doesn't have a manuscript, she doesn't have to come back?

When the subway didn't arrive, she came out. She contacted Apple on the road. She handed the contract to the apple, and she took it to the company on Monday.

Apple already knows the ins and outs, she took the contract and patted Lan Ning's shoulder with sympathy.

When Laning arrived home, it was almost ten o'clock. Qufu hadn't slept yet. He heard the sound of opening the door and ran out excitedly: "Lan Ning sister, there will be a show tomorrow, let's go!"

Lan Ning dragged his tired body and mind into his room: "I will go to the deep forest in the old forest tomorrow."

Qufu has a question mark, deep forest and old forest? Practice?

She looked at Laning as if she was really tired. She even turned a blind eye to the pirate dress she changed today. She held her hand with emotion: "Although I am not allowed to become fine after the founding of the People's Republic, I wish you success in your practice!"

"...thank you."

"So what are you coming back?"

"Maybe Tuesday, maybe... I can't come back anymore."

Qufu: "..."

Is it because... Did the robbery fail?

Lan Ning didn't care for a curiosity like a baby, and went straight back to the room. She released the pony tail behind her head, and the whole person squatted on the bed, and the long black hair was instantly covered behind her.

So she emptied for a while, and she suddenly popped up, found a small travel bag from the closet, and began to pack her clothes.

This time she was unsuccessful, she would not believe that she could not cure the manuscript!

The Confucian language said that looking for inspiration in the deep forest, I was really ready to go. When the morning was still not bright, he carried a travel bag and went out in an orderly manner.

Who knows that when I opened the door, I saw Lanning, who also carried a travel bag.

Lan Ning smiled at him and said, "Teacher, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Confucian language: "..."

He looked at the watch on his wrist and now only five points at six o'clock, so she stayed at his door at five o'clock?

"I didn't expect your love for me to be so hot." Confucianism looked at her with a sneer.

Lan Ning does not change the color: "I just don't want the half of the manuscript you handed in, it's your best."

"After following me, I went to the mountains and forests, and you are not afraid of something happening?"

"Don't you say that it is not a problem for me to play a few rogues by hand?"

The Confucian language laughed and didn't talk anymore. After locking the door, he walked outside.

Lan Ning followed him all the way, for fear that he would kill himself. When they walked to the garage, Lan Ning could easily recognize the eye-catching silver jaguar.

"Get on the bus." He put the duffel bag in the back seat, opened the door of the cab, and sat in.

Lan Ning also sat in the passenger seat, tied the seat belt, and held her bag in her hand. Confucianism looked at her sideways, did not say anything, and drove the car out.

At six in the morning, the whole city is still bathed in the darkness, and only the street lights emit some light. Lan Ning still has some bottomless feelings. Although the Confucian language is not a stranger to her, the two don't know each other for a long time.

She looked at the scenery passing by the street and asked, "Where are we going?"

"I have said that it is a deep forest." The voice of Confucianism is a little bit of laughter. Isn't it a hooligan? It would still be worried. "There are three or four hours of driving. I hope you have already had breakfast. "

"I don't have to worry about it, I brought it." She is a co-pilot, still afraid of being hungry, but he can't eat if he wants to drive.

After the car opened for a while, Laning gradually got some sleepiness. I got up early in the morning and it’s really a bit untenable. She shook her head gently and let herself wake up. If she falls asleep, she will be carried where she is, and she still looks at the road better. However, my colleagues know that she is a Confucian language. If something really happens, he must be the first suspect. Oh, but he can write mystery novels, maybe it will be done seamlessly...

Lan Ning thought about it and gradually fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, the sky was already bright. Lan Ning jumped in his heart and turned to look out the window.

Obviously they are no longer in the city, the scenery on both sides are common farmland and hills on the road.

She looked up at the time and it was already eight o'clock.

"Where is this?" She turned her head and asked the Confucian language.

The Confucian language gave a few incomprehensible smiles: "On the road."

Lan Ning: "..."

"Do not worry, even if you sell you into the deep forest, you can't afford a few dollars." The Confucian language looked at the road ahead and said carelessly.

"..." Because he was driving, Lan Ning endured this breath. She took a bottle of mineral water from her bag and opened the bottle to take a drink.

I have been sleeping for so long, and now people are more spiritual. When they have the spirit, they feel that they are hungry.

She took out the snacks she had prepared and took it apart.

The Confucian language next to it frowned slightly.

Lan Ning saw his little gesture and sighed: "Do not worry, I will not drop the sugar residue in your car."

The Confucian language still didn't talk. Lan Ning thought for a while, and the corner of his mouth evoked a cat-like smile: "I still want to eat?"

The Confucian language took Yu Guang to aim at her: "So you want to feed me?"

"Oh, this depends on my mood." Laning suddenly had a thrill to turn the serf and sing. "I bought biscuits, jellies, chocolate, potato chips and beef. Which one do you prefer?"

The Confucian language still silently took Yu Guang to aim at her.

Lan Ning pulled out the beef granules from the bag, opened one and fed it into his mouth: "Oh, although not as good as the beef you invited me last time, it is still very satisfying."

Confucianism is cool and cool: "Do you know that the driver's mood is closely related to the probability of a car accident?"

Lan Ning's mouth was pumped a bit, even for a grain of beef, threatened her with a car accident, no one.

She opened another piece of beef and sent it to the words of Confucianism. The Confucian language stunned and opened his mouth.

Lan Ning took back his hand and was about to take apart the potato chips. He listened to the Confucian language and said: "Do you usually eat this kind of thing?"

Lan Ning: "..."

Then you spit it out!

After that, she deliberately picked something that would make a lot of noise, like potato chips and biscuits.

At ten o'clock, they finally reached their destination.

Laning came down from the car and looked up at a mountain in front of him: "Do you really want to live in the mountains?"

"No?" The Confucian language took out its own duffel bag and closed the door. "The car won't go in, we have to climb up."

Lan Ning: "..."

"What about your car? It doesn't matter if you stop here?"

The Confucian language refers to a small house in front of him and said to her: "I don't see there, there are special people who will help us see the car."

He just said, there is a middle-aged man who came out, and the situation is like preparing to collect parking fees.

The Confucian language went up to talk to the man and then walked back: "Okay, let's go."

Lan Ning looked around and asked him, "Is this a scenic spot?" But she had never heard of it, and she did not see any tourists.

"No." The Confucian language only said these two words, and did not explain anything, and went to the mountains. Laning had to keep up.

The scenery along the way is very good, the air on the mountain is very clear, the sky is especially blue, and you can hear the birdsong everywhere, just like you suddenly went to another world.

"It's really good here." Lan Ning took out his mobile phone and took a few photos. Zhang Zhang can be used directly as a desktop. "But where do we live? I haven't seen you with a tent."

"There is a house here."

"Is there someone living here?" Laning was a little surprised and a little envious. "It’s great to live here, just like a paradise."

Confucianism said: "It is too far from the city. I believe that you will be tired of all kinds of inconveniences after a long time."

Lan Ning: "..."

Do you have to be so disappointed?

She made a face in his heart and continued to follow him to the mountains.

After walking for half an hour, she hadn't seen the house he was talking about. Suddenly, she raised some kind of worry: "That, you said that you often come to places, you can't find directions?"

The Confucian language did not answer, and Lan Ning continued: "When was the last time you came here?"

The Confucian language was silent for a moment and answered: "A year ago."

Lan Ning: "..."

... history is always strikingly similar.

They even lost their way in the mountains!

"I think this direction is correct. It should be coming soon." The Confucian language said very calmly.

Lan Ning, don't be hard, anyway, it is not the first time I lost my way.

She took the phone out and found the signal to be very weak. She walked over to the Confucian language and asked him: "Do you know the phone of the person just now? There seems to be some signal here."

The Confucian language did not answer with a sigh of relief. After a few more steps, his nephew lit up: "Come, it is there."

Lan Ning followed his hand to see the past, there is indeed a house, a ... luxury villa.

... Originally, he said that the deep forest is the luxury villa, Keke.