I Became the King of Villains In the Game

  Chapter 55 He praised me for being cute (read more!)

  The culture of this world is full of belief-related content.

  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, are restricted and controlled in all aspects.

  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 Trisul Empire was also deeply influenced.

   "I don't like the sun."

   Rebecca whispered.

  “So I think literature is too boring, it’s full of praises to the sun, nothing new…

  Besides, the sun often makes me so hot that I sweat every time I wear a dress to go out! "

  The old butler had a keen 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 bit deviant.

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

  The Sun King will not care which righteous **** 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.

   "Then what does Miss Rebecca like?"

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

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

  Rebecca looked a little depressed.

  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 impress her deeply enough.

   It can be seen that the Viscount Pompeii and his wife value this daughter very much. 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 for a literary 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 upon her, and when they didn't like her at all, they directly turned to disgust.

   rustle...

  Chen Lun took the precious pen in Rebecca's hand and began to write on the paper.

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

   Complete in one go, without any pause.

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

   "Oh my god, he's so 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 my soul once again eliminated all troubles.

  He sent his autumn waves gently, shining in my dreams, 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 the old dramatist Goethe in his previous life, and Chen Lun slightly adapted it to fit the worldview here.

   "What a beautiful poem... Mr. Jack, does it have a name?"

   Rebecca's cheeks flushed, she asked curiously.

   "Conversation with the Moon."

   Chen Lun replied with a smile.

  Rebecca held the paper fondly, and suddenly whispered in embarrassment:

   "Mr. Jack, could you write a 'Poem 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 watch her forever."

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

  He praised me for being cute!

Really! ?

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

   "Rebecca? Rebecca!"

   She called twice before awakening Rebecca.

  The blond girl immediately became dignified, and tidied up 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's wrong?"

   Viscount Pompey asked.

   Madam immediately told her husband what was going to happen, and the Viscount couldn't help being curious.

  This kid wrote a poem, so Rebecca is so fascinated?

   "Rebecca, let's see what great poetry Mr. Jack has written."

   "No!"

  Rebecca immediately refused.

  The Viscount Pompeii and his wife had no choice but to say:

   "If we don't know Mr. Jack's level, we don't trust him to teach you, Rebecca."

"I do not care!"

   "..."

   Viscount Pompeii took a deep breath and decided to use the method he used to deal with his daughter.

   "Then Mr. Jack's weekly salary should be paid by yourself."

   "!?"

  Rebecca was taken aback for a moment, then wanted to stand up and argue with her father, but forgot that her leg was still in a cast.

"what!"

  She tilted her body and fell to the ground.

  Chen Lun stretched out a hand, gently grabbed her wrist, and then slowly supported her back on the chair.

  The whole process is smooth and smooth, calm and not rude, just click to the end.

   Before the Viscount Pompeii and his wife and the butler Binoz were able to exclaim in the future, Rebecca was out of danger.

   "Please be careful, Miss Rebecca."

   Chen Lun said softly.

"um. Thank you."

  Rebecca stared at him blankly, then nodded.

  The Viscount Pompeii and his wife heaved a sigh of relief, and thanked Chen Lun.

  Before Rebecca recovered, Mrs. Pompey walked the paper from the table. She held it in her hand and read the words on it with her husband.

  Pleasant font, writing a poem about the moon.

"this…"

  Viscount Pompeii felt a little ridiculous after reading it, but he couldn't criticize Chen Lun for blaspheming the moon god.

  Madame Pompey nodded again and again, while pondering, there was a happy smile on her face.

   "Kelly, how do you feel?"

  The Viscount asked tentatively.

   "Great, but I think it would be better to change Rebecca's name to mine...

   Ah, I mean, the poem is so generic it doesn't deserve Rebecca.

   I think you understand, Pompey. "

  Madam Pompey coughed lightly, and said as usual.

  The viscount's face turned dark immediately.

   Thanks to the beautiful lady—Lianxi for the 2 monthly tickets!

   I love you ()

  (end of this chapter)