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"For this reason, I found Mr. Jack, he is not only my friend, but also a scholar I admire...

Mr. Jack has just arrived in Amber City, but his ability is beyond doubt. "

Mrs. Yuley said, smiling.

"It just so happens that he is good at literature, history and natural knowledge, so he is the perfect candidate to be Miss Rebecca's tutor."

Hearing her words, Rebecca's eyes lit up.

But Viscount Pompeii and his wife's faces darkened at the same time.

The Viscount looked at the young people at the dining table and said bluntly:

"I've met a lot of young people who are eloquent and can talk about everything, but are actually action idiots."

His words were no longer euphemistic, Mrs. Youlai and Chen Lun could hear the distrust in it.

"I don't think that's quite right, Mrs Ullai."

Mrs. Pompeii didn't trust Chen Lun's talent, she was more concerned that this was a young man.

If he was allowed to serve as Rebecca's governess, it would inevitably affect her daughter's reputation.And he is so handsome, which is a red flag for Rebecca.

Facing the resistance from Viscount Pompeii and his wife, Chen Lun's expression remained unchanged, with a smile still on his face.

He glanced at the diamond-encrusted gold ring on Viscount Pompey's hand.

"That ring... is a spiritual protection [creepy thing], it's going to be difficult now."

I can't use [Siren's Song] for hypnosis, so it may be very difficult to convince Viscount Pompeii with eloquence alone.

While secretly thinking about countermeasures, Rebecca said:

"Let this gentleman try, father and mother."

She was sitting upright in a ladylike manner, coquettishly holding Mrs. Pompey's arm.

"I am also very eager to learn. It is too boring to be bored at home."

"But, Rebecca..."

Mrs. Pompey showed a hint of embarrassment.

But seeing her daughter's lovely face and pitiful look, she finally relented.

"Okay...then let this gentleman try."

She glanced at her husband, who pouted.

Just at this moment, the maid brought it up earlier, and the butler Binoz opened the lid.

Viscount Pompeii put a tablecloth on his chest, picked up a knife and fork, and prepared to start a steak.

"In that case, Mr. Jack will give Rebecca the first lesson after the breakfast."

He said something indifferent.

But he made up his mind in his heart, after today is over, this guy will not be used tomorrow.

The etiquette of the nobility still needs to be in place, and Mrs. Youlai's face cannot be swept away on the spot.

The breakfast banquet at the Viscount's house was very sumptuous, and the dishes were also very high-end. Everyone ate as if the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.

After the breakfast was over, Mrs. Ulay said goodbye and left.

Perhaps because he was worried about his daughter being alone in the room with a strange man, Chen Lun was arranged to teach Rebecca in the garden.

A large parasol was propped up on the lawn, and pure white carved wooden tables and chairs were placed underneath.

Chen Lun sat across from Rebecca, holding a copy of "Cui Suer Literary Anthology" in his hand, and narrated it according to the script.

Looking over the book in his hand, he saw Viscount Pompeii walking in the garden with his wife.The eyes of the two shot over from time to time, for fear that they would do something that exceeded the rules.

"Mr. Jack, where are you from?"

Rebecca was obviously not listening, but asked curiously.

Butler Binoz, with his hands behind his back, was standing not far from the two of them, carrying out the mission of "supervising".

"Hey, my hometown is in the remote Yanbang Bronze City, Peacock City...

Miss Rebecca, please take the class seriously first, otherwise I may not be able to teach you tomorrow. "

Chen Lun smiled, and Rebecca's eyes widened immediately.

The sun shone down and shone on the face of the black-haired young man, shining brightly.

She couldn't help blushing.

"No, I will tell my father that you teach well..."

The old butler Binoz couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

Is this when he doesn't exist?

He despised Chen Lun more and more in his heart, just now he was reciting verbatim from the textbook just now, is this level a scholar?

Just find anyone who can read and write on the road, and you can do better than him!

"Miss Rebecca, what do you think of literature?"

Chen Lun withdrew his attention from Viscount Pompeii and his wife, and asked Rebecca softly.

He made up his mind to start with this girl.

Be sure to take her down!

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Chapter 55 He called me cute (read more!)

The culture of this world is full of content related to faith.

The beliefs of the seven righteous gods spread throughout the continent, and the Trisur Empire officially supports two churches, the Church of the Sun and the Church of the Moon.

The rest, such as the Stars Sect, the Red Apple Church, the History and Ceremony Association, the Hailing Regiment, and the Madman School, although allowed by the empire to preach in the territory, have been restricted and controlled in every way.

So much so that the most common beliefs of the people of the empire are the sun and the moon.

If they have reverence for Grandma Moonlight, then they are extremely fanatical about the sun.

The sun represents the empire.

The literature of the Trithul Empire was also heavily influenced.

"I don't like the sun."

Rebecca whispered.

"So I think literature is too boring. It is full of praises to the sun, without any new ideas...

And the sun often makes me so hot that I sweat every time I go out in a dress! "

The old butler had a keen sense of hearing, and with a movement of his ears, he captured Rebecca's words verbatim.

He couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and the wrinkles on his forehead deepened.

Binoz knew that Miss Rebecca was usually too lively, but she didn't expect that she was a little deviant.

Although not all aristocratic circles are believers in the sun, believing in the sun is politically correct.

The Sun King doesn't care which righteous god the people below believe in, and others have no right to comment.

But for a nobleman, believing in other righteous gods is not conducive to integrating into the group, and may even be faintly rejected.

"And what does Miss Rebecca like?"

Chen Lun put down the books and textbooks and asked with a smile.

"I like the moon! I have told my parents many times that I should believe in the moonlight mother-in-law, but they all disagree."

Rebecca looked a little downcast.

She raised her head and looked at the black-haired young man in front of her, with a hint of expectation in her eyes.

"Mr. Jack, can you write me a poem about the moon?"

coming!

Chen Lun secretly laughed.

He deliberately guided Rebecca, just to do something, to make a deep enough impression on her mind.

It can be seen that the Viscount Pompeii attaches great importance to this daughter. As long as she insists on letting herself be a tutor, the probability of staying is extremely high.

"Of course, Miss Rebecca...

Poetry writing is the most basic quality of a literature researcher. "

Chen Lun gently stroked his chest and lowered his head slightly.

Binoz sneered secretly, and almost sprayed his saliva on this shameless guy.

Although Miss Rebecca is playful, as a nobleman, she still has the ability to appreciate art.

Not to mention that Viscount Pompeii and his wife are here. Do you really think that you can pass the test by just making up two poems?

This will only make Ms. Rebecca and the Viscountes look down on them, and they will directly hate them when they don't like them at all.

rustle……

Chen Lun took the precious pen from Rebecca and began to write on the paper.

Smelling the wafting fragrance, he happily finished writing the poem.

In one go, without the slightest stop.

Rebecca stared at the handsome man with all her attention, almost staring at him.

"Oh my god, he's really good-looking, and..."

She reluctantly moved her gaze away from Chen Lun's face and put it on the paper, her eyes gradually widened.

"—He quietly poured down the radiance, covering the valleys and jungles, and once again my soul eliminated all troubles.

He sent his autumn waves tenderly, illuminating my dream, like a grandmother's doting eyes, watching my fate..."

Chen Lun closed the pen cap and put down the pen gently.

This poem is taken from Goethe, an old dramatist in his previous life, and Chen Lun slightly adapted it to fit the worldview here.

"It's a beautiful poem... Mr. Jack, does it have a name?"

Rebecca asked curiously, her cheeks flushed.

"Conversing with the Moon."

Chen Lun replied with a smile.

Rebecca held the paper fondly, and suddenly said in a low voice with some embarrassment:

"Mr. Jack, could you write 'Poems to Rebecca' on it?"

Chen Lun smiled.

He took the paper, picked up the pen and wrote another sentence at the end:

"—to lovely Miss Rebecca, may Mother Moonlight keep her eyes on her forever."

Rebecca held the poem, the joy on her face could not be suppressed.

He praised me for being cute!

Really! ?

At this moment, Viscount Pompeii and his wife, who were walking, "accidentally" walked nearby.Noticing her daughter's nympho look, Mrs. Pompey secretly thought something was wrong.

"Rebecca? Rebecca!"

She called out twice before Rebecca woke up.

The blond girl immediately became dignified, and straightened the curled hair under the white soft hat.

Mrs. Pompey walked quickly to the butler and asked a few words in a low voice.

Binoz whispered in his ear, Madam Pompey's expression became strange.

"what happened?"