Always have a weird ending

Chapter 29 The No. 1 Brothel in History

Yan Bulai raised his eyebrows after listening to Lan Xiu's words, but he didn't get angry so easily.

Yan Bulai smiled at Lan Xiu, "Why did you ask me to participate?"

Lan Xiu said as a matter of course: "Because you are the best-looking person in our yard, of course I want you to go."

After she finished speaking, she was silent for a while, and then muttered in a low voice, "This way we won't always be the last one."

Brothel competition...

Yan Bulai pondered this competition in his mind for a while, and then remembered the level setting of the brothel that he saw in the morning.

Could it be that if you win the first place in this competition, you can be promoted?

If this is the case, then the next steps must be carefully planned.

Blue sleeve looked at him expectantly.

Yan Bulai patted Lan Xiu on the head, and almost passed through, "How can you rely on me? I think you will definitely win..."

There are ghosts.

Judging from the current D-rank of this group of girls, it is impossible for them to win at all, otherwise Lanxiu would not have to say that they were sure to lose before.

But... there is no way to immediately increase their level.

Yan Bulai gave Lan Xiu an empty encouragement, and successfully won Lan Xiu's favorability. He took a look at the settings of Lan Xiu, and it was exactly the same as the task introduction interface of pink sleeve and green sleeve

Lanxiu left happily.

Yan Bulai closed the door and lay back on her uncomfortable bed.

Falling into a dream this time is much easier than before.

While Yan Bulai was half asleep and half awake, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

He called out, "Qing'er."

[npc: Qing'er

Status: Yan Bulai's personal servant

Age: 17 years old

Appearance: 90/100

Literary accomplishment: 86/100

Martial Arts Ability: 83/100

Rating: a

Life experience: The place of birth of the little beggar rescued by Yan Bulai is not clear, and he himself does not want to talk about it. 】

Yan Bulai stared at the interface that appeared in front of him, looked at it for a while, and suddenly smiled.

Yan Bulai pulled up the quilt and covered her head, it's fine, go to sleep.

Zhu Zhian was woken up by the noise outside, and he didn't get up until eight o'clock every day when he was working.

But now... Zhu Zhian rubbed his confused eyes, and glanced at the in-game time in the gm system angrily, it was only six o'clock.

Who is so devoid of public morality, starting to set off firecrackers early in the morning?

The time in the game is not equal to the time outside the game, but when you enter the game, you don't have any feeling that the time in the game is more or less from the time outside the game.Zhu Zhi'an also found it amazing, his father rarely saw his son interested in something, and even allowed him to see the core design, but...he didn't understand anything, it's normal, otherwise, in this world Everyone in the world has long been able to emigrate to outer space.

Zhu Zhi'an got out of bed, put on a pair of shoes casually, and didn't even put on his coat. He walked towards the window and opened it. In an instant, a strong smell of gunpowder filled his nostrils, and his eyes were scorched. pain.

"Cough cough cough! Damn."

Zhu Zhian turned around and coughed for a while, and when some tears flowed from his eyes, he felt that his eyes were a little better, at least not so painful.

After a while, the smell of gunpowder gradually dissipated, and the air became a little fresher.

Only then did Zhu Zhian dare to put down his hand covering his mouth and nose. He looked out of the window and saw that the alley that was barely visible was covered with red banners.

What is there to celebrate?And pull a banner like this.

He squinted his eyes and looked out for a while, and could vaguely see a passage written on the banner, Zhu Zhian read in a low voice, "Congratulations to the official name change of Yihong Academy..."

"Rename to……"

Zhu Zhian finally saw clearly: "..."

What the hell are these?

Zhu Zhi'an hurriedly ran down the stairs, accompanied by the music of thump, thud, and chuck.

Yan Bulai woke up early in the morning and was woken up by the emotional bustard in the early morning

She knocked on the door early in the morning and shouted, "Young Master Yan, are you awake?"

Yan Bulai, who has always been sensitive, expressed her helplessness and had no choice but to get dressed and open the door.

The old bustard pulled him and said that he hoped to hold a naming ceremony as soon as possible to let everyone know that Yihong Courtyard has changed its name, so that the popularity of Yihong Courtyard can really increase.

Yan Bulai felt even more helpless.

He almost asked the phrase "What name did you change?", and suddenly he remembered what the old bustard meant, and then almost said "Do you still remember this?" mouth……

Yan Bulai swallowed and swallowed the words in his throat, and then uttered, "Okay."

When Zhu Zhian went downstairs, he saw Yan Bulai standing in the middle of the lobby with his back straight.

Zhu Zhi'an ran over in small steps, and apologized inadvertently, "I'm sorry, my lord, I got up late."

Yan Bulai forgave him graciously, but he still looked forward, "It's okay, I didn't intend to call you so early."

Zhu Zhi'an said goodbye in his heart, didn't plan to call me so early so that he wouldn't set off firecrackers so early to disturb the people? !

He still pretended to be terrified and said, "My lord, why are you celebrating so early in the morning?"

Yan Bulai said nonchalantly: "Yihong Courtyard is going to be renamed, so a celebration ceremony came early in the morning."

Zhu Zhi'an: "Well... Qing'er saw the banner outside, Qing'er just wanted to ask why did you change the name of Yihong Courtyard to... such a name? Is there anything special about it?"

Yan Bulai smiled: "Young master has his own tricks."

Zhu Zhian: "..."

What the hell do you have the nerve to give this brothel such a name?

The first in history?

Are you afraid that people will be beaten to death if you change the name of Yihong Courtyard?

Zhu Zhi'an knew what Yan Bulai was going to play without thinking about it, didn't he just want to play around the edges?

Changing the name to the No. [-] brothel in history means the No. [-] brothel in history?Even if the task is completed?

Zhu Zhi'an praised: "My son's name is really domineering." Do you think our GMs are all idiots?

Yan Bulai was just planning to play a word game, but this word game was too stupid, and he never thought it would be successful, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with the failure.

Zhu Zhian felt a little stupid standing here without moving, but he suddenly remembered something.

Zhu Zhian glanced sideways at Yan Bulai, and thought about his words, "My lord, did you sleep well last night?"

Yan Bulai: "It's okay."

Fortunately, something is wrong!

Zhu Zhi'an can remember that according to this timeline, there is a girl who will throw herself into her arms. She is the one who claims to be the best strategy player... Bah, she doesn't need a strategy strategy at all.

Zhu Zhian asked cautiously again, "Is nothing wrong, my lord?"

Yan Bulai squinted his eyes before replying: "Um..."

Yan Bulai stood there expressionless, purely in a daze, this was self-cultivation as a mercenary - he could not leave any flaws when he was still asleep.

Yan Bulai stood stupidly for a while, feeling that he had given the procuress enough face, thinking about whether to go to the backstage to find some breakfast.

There was a sudden exclamation from outside the building.

Zhu Zhi'an easily recognized the voice of the bustard, as a competent servant, he immediately turned his head and said to Yan Bu who was standing obliquely in front of him: "Master, hurry up and go to the back, Qing'er will... meeting……"

Before he finished speaking, he couldn't even see Yan Bulai's back in just a few seconds.

Zhu Zhi'an cursed inwardly, and hurried out.

As soon as he went out, he saw the big brown horse lying on the ground in the narrow street, and in the next second his sight caught sight of Yan Bulai.

Yan Bulai squatted on the ground next to the horse, and there was a curled up person lying in front of him.

Zhu Zhi'an guessed that this person should be the hard-working man who had no choice but to fall off the horse in the street.

but……

Zhu Zhian stared at Yan Bulai's movements with frowned eyebrows. Yan Bulai's hands were randomly pinching the lying person. This movement should be to check whether the person is injured or whether the injury is serious or not. ...

Yes, it should be right.

But why does Zhu Zhi'an think that Yan Bulai's smile is so obscene?

Zhu Zhi'an's extremely knowledgeable brain began to make up some things naturally.

Yan Bulai turned to look at Zhu Zhian, "Do you know that the brothel competition is about to start?"

Knowing the main context of this dungeon, Zhu Zhi'an nodded, "Well, it is said that each brothel will send out three people to compete." Their brothel only has three girls, so there is no need to think about this, right?And the level is the same low, so they can't play Tian Ji's horse racing.

Yan Bulai smiled even brighter, "But, there are only three girls in our courtyard, aren't they? And these three girls haven't learned anything from me yet."

"so……"