The Strongest Cultivation System

"Please wait a moment"    

Luo Fann replied.    

"Okay! Take a look first. Call me directly later."    

The waiter left the menu behind and turned around to leave.    

Luo Fann looked down at the winding Heavenly Dragon River. The lights on the shore were dim and it was a bustling and bustling scene.    

"Dragon Hunter, where can I find you?"    

Luo Fann sighed in his heart.    

He was still worried that Lee Cheng would act recklessly under the influence of the True Dragon. The consequences would be devastating.    

He had to find Dragon Hunter as soon as possible.    

"It's beautiful!"    

Lin Mengyue came back and took a seat.    

Luo Fann was looking at the scenery outside when he heard the voice. He turned around to take a look.    

Oh my god, this woman really changed. Why did she become even more beautiful in a while?    

Her braids were now draped over her shoulders, giving her a pleasant fragrance. Coupled with the night view outside, it was truly intoxicating and beautiful.    

"Mmm, it's too beautiful to accept!"    

Luo Fann looked directly at Lin Mengyue in front of him.    

Lin Mengyue felt a little embarrassed when he said that.    

She seemed to have guessed it. Luo Fann meant something. He was not talking about the scenery.    

"Hello, let's order."    

Lin Mengyue greeted the waiter.    

The dishes on the menu were all French. She could order them because she had eaten them many times. She could just directly point at them.    

Lin Mengyue flipped through the menu and compared it herself.    

Luo Fann had taken advantage of the break to browse through the menu just now. He remembered all the names of the dishes in it.    

That's right, French!    

Ever since he had consumed the 'Primary Intelligence Pill' that he had obtained from the lottery, knowledge was just a process of inputting, photographic memory, and knowledge of various languages.    

"Hey, isn't this Mengyue?"    

Lin Mengyue had just ordered a meal when she heard a voice.    

"It's you?"    

Lin Mengyue suddenly looked up and almost cried out.    

"What, was it an accident?"    

She saw a tall and thin man standing in front of her with an annoying woman in his arms. His face was full of lascivious expression.    

"Lin Mengyue, you just told me last week that you don't have a boyfriend and you rejected me. Why did you hook up with another man so quickly?    

The man said in a questioning tone.    

"Zhou Jimao, I told you that we are not suitable. Please don't bother me anymore."    

Lin Mengyue said coldly.    

"D * mn. Why did Miss Lin's tone change after not seeing you for a few days? Why is it because of him? " Who is he? "    

Zhou Jimao pointed at Luo Fann, who was sitting on the seat, and his words carried a trace of anger.    

"I was wondering what was going on. So it was this guy. "What? I have been standing here for a long time. Why didn't you invite me to do it? " I'm your friend, so I can't be your boyfriend. Friends should be fine, right? "    

Lin Mengyue was very irritated when she saw this. Why was there such a thick-skinned person? She looked like she was in a dilemma. How could a friend be like this? Zhou Jimao was just a rich second generation. He had studied in France before, but nothing much had happened. If he said he had graduated, it was most likely due to his father spending money on him.    

"Please speak with respect! He is Luo Fann!"    

Lin Mengyue said directly.    

"Oh, am I not respectful enough? Why don't you ask around? When have I, Zhou Jimao, been so gentlemanly to women in Canghai City?"    

As he spoke, he pulled a chair over and sat down. The flirtatious woman beside him didn't care at all, and basically just left her at the side.    

This was originally a table for two people. In the end, he forcefully did it. Other people would feel embarrassed when they saw it, but he didn't seem to care at all.    

A tree that didn't want its skin would die without a doubt. One's shamelessness was unparalleled under the heavens. Zhou Jimao had always been like this when it came to picking up girls, because many girls were unable to resist his flowery words and pestering.    

Now, he had used the same trick on Lin Mengyue, because in his opinion, all the women in the world were just so-so.    

However, he did not expect that Lin Mengyue would be completely different from those ordinary fans from before!    

"Why? Are you just going to sit there and not order? I remember that you ordered just now, didn't you?"    

Zhou Jimao said.    

"Waiter, a serving of rose salmon with caviar and fried chicken, please."    

Zhou Jimao said in French.    

How could it be called French? It was such a romantic language. It was disgusting to call him that.    

Lin Mengyue could not tell, because Zhou Jimao was very fast. The waiter answered with a surprised look.    

However, these little tricks could not escape Luo Fann's discerning eyes.    

His pronunciation was not right, and the verb was not right either. Even if he read it correctly, he could still say it incorrectly. There really were all kinds of birds in a forest when it was big. This level of skill could also be put on an act.    

"Come, I'll give you a chance. You can order a few. "You probably don't even know how to read! Hahaha. "    

Zhou Jimao threw the menu on the table and said arrogantly.    

Obviously, he wanted Luo Fann to be embarrassed. When he saw Luo Fann's clothes, he felt that he had never seen the world before.    

Lin Mengyue's expression became even uglier. She hurriedly picked up the menu, "Let me take a look. This..."    

"No, French restaurant. Of course, men should order. How can we let a lady order?"    

Zhou Jimao hurriedly pulled over the menu and threw it in front of Luo Fann.    

"Why are you giving me this? "I don't need it."    

Luo Fann, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.    

"Haha, I knew it. Lin Mengyue, you have to be good at finding men. This guy can't even order a dish. Let's finish it as soon as possible."    

Zhou Jimao was very proud of himself. Sure enough, he thought that he had touched Luo Fann's soft spot, which was the perfect chance for him to win.    

Lin Mengyue's face was filled with an ugly expression. She really didn't know what to do. She thought to herself that she really didn't see the yellow calendar when she went out today. Why was she so unlucky that she ran into trouble one after another?    

This Zhou Jimao in front of her was just like a dog skin plaster. He was very troublesome to deal with.    

Insulting Luo Fann in front of her, this made her feel bad!    

Just as he was laughing complacently, a fluent French voice came out, "Hello, please help me order some French pigeon meat tart, savory fried goose liver blueberry juice, white sauce mixed with beef. "For dessert, I want the Madelin Cake, Santa Noe Black Tuffa, Meng Brown. If it was wine, then Romani, who was in his 90th year, would order it. "Conti then."    

Luo Fann calmly said all of this, and the waiter was already dumbfounded. She hurriedly repeated it again, afraid that she remembered wrongly.    

Then she repeated it again in Mandarin.    

"Sir, I need to confirm with the wine cellar that you want."    

The waiter said warmly.    

"No problem, let's do this for now."    

Luo Fann said calmly.    

Lin Mengyue could not believe her ears and eyes.    

Luo Fann did not need the menu to order the dishes!    

These dishes were her favorite.    

What was even worse was that the whole process of speaking French sounded really comfortable. Even if he didn't understand French, he was much better than Zhou Jimao.    

Even the waiter was shocked. He never thought that it would be bronze, but now it seemed like Zhou Jimao was the king!    

Zhou Jimao couldn't sit still any longer. His face turned ugly. He was going to humiliate Luo Fann.