It not only represents money but also a symbol of power. But when he saw the annoyance, sadness, sigh, and final helplessness in her eyes, he was a little confused. Was he wrong? But he still didn't believe it.
There is such a woman who is not greedy for power.
Luo Ying simply ignored the look on the face of the person opposite her, because it was really nothing to care about to her, because she was not interested, but she had to pay more attention to this person.
After thinking for a while, he spoke, his voice meaningless and full of emotions: "Luo Ying." After a pause, he continued: "Also, please put away the expression on your face that makes me uncomfortable, otherwise I will hate you very much."
"I have something else to do, so I'll say goodbye." He looked deeply at Nangong Chen, and without saying anything or giving him time to react, he turned around and left, leaving some space for him to think about it.
Nangong Chen watched her leave with a rare contemplation in his eyes. He stared at Luo Ying's back with an expression that others could not understand.
Luo Ying found Liu Su in the crowd who was having a great time, and found that she was looking at the stage in front of her in a daze, as if she was out of her mind, not even noticing her arrival.
After patting her, she didn't come back to her senses. Luo Ying looked along her line of sight and nodded with understanding in her heart. It turned out that this little girl only reacted like this when she saw her sweetheart.
After patting her hard, she came back to her senses. The reluctance in her eyes flashed past, but she was still caught by Luo Ying. She took Liu Su's hand and walked towards the source of the excitement: "Liu Su, let's go too.
How about joining in the fun."
Liusu's eyes flashed brightly: "Okay." Then she followed Luo Ying and walked forward. How she wanted to always see that white immortal figure, as long as she could look at it from a distance.
The two of them finally squeezed into the crowded wall, only to discover that a literary competition was being held here. It was very lively. Looking at the poems of these talented people and beauties, it reminded Luo Ying of the art week held in the school before.
, the Cultural Festival is so lively!
You must know that the intersecting space of three parallel spaces where Luo Ying is located is a fusion of the cultures of three time and space. However, the system and way of life are different from this Liuli time and space, and those cultures are also similar and slightly different.
Just when Luo Ying couldn't help but sigh, a magnetic voice suddenly came from the stage: "The wind rolled through the bead curtains, and the daisies disappeared behind the hills. The dawn mist turned into drizzle; the cold dew hit the ground, and the thin figure leaned against the window.
The begonias are cut and their green remains are gone; the wild geese are arrayed in the sky, gradually moving away, filling the house with their mournful sound."
"Thoughts are piled up at random, and there is no evidence in brocade books; I used to travel along the secluded path, sigh at the swing in the corner courtyard, and hang on the rope pillar with regret. I wonder who can take over the poems that follow!"
The whole audience was in an uproar, thinking about the words behind it. Luo Ying knew that this was the word type she brought. In fact, it was very simple. Luo Ying looked towards the stage, raised her eyebrows, and saw the man on the stage.
He is extremely handsome, his face is as clear as a sculpture, and his angular face is extremely handsome.
He looks carefree on the outside, but the sparkle in his eyes that people dare not look down upon. He has thick black hair and a pair of slender red phoenix eyes under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows.
The eyes are flowing, and just one glance will make people fall in accidentally. The tall nose and moderately thick red lips are showing a dazzling smile.