Asking girls to wear stockings is what Robb said at the last school opening ceremony. In a few days, girls who have the courage to put on stockings at this time can be considered quite radical fashion elements.

Robb knew that this kind of girl who chased after fashion fiercely was the girl who most looked forward to being praised.

He walked in front of the girl and took a closer look. She looks average, with freckles all over her face, and her facial features can only be considered medium level, but this is not a problem. Robb praised without hesitation: "Miss Sister, you look good. Pretty."

If you are in the Eastern world, if you catch someone on the side of the road and praise your beauty, you might be scolded. But in the Western world, you don't have this problem. It is a normal operation to praise others for being beautiful. Western women also like others to praise themselves like this.

She suddenly smiled: "Really? Thank you for your compliment."

"Of course it is true." Robb smiled: "Especially when you wear this stockings, this quality, this color, and this style are really great."

"The stockings are all the same." The girl smiled: "What are the differences in quality and style? Almost all stockings on sale are shipped from Westwind Town and come from the same stocking factory."

"Oh, is that so?" Robb said, "I don't know about this. In short, I think you look better in stockings than other girls. Since the stockings themselves are the same, it must be that your legs look better than theirs. ."

The girl was overjoyed when she heard this. She praised her legs as better-looking than other women's legs, and made people happier than her silk stockings.

Her footsteps suddenly became brisk, and she smiled: "I remember your name is Robert. You belong to the Smith family. I thought that someone like you would bear heavy responsibilities and would be very rigid. I didn't expect it to be a A very good person."

Robb smiled and said, "I really don't get along well with girls who are not beautiful, but it's okay with beautiful girls."

"Hahaha!" The girl was happy: "I am in the earth magic class, come and play with me when you have time."

After speaking, the girl ran away happily, and the spirit of the whole person flew upward.

A group of rich second generations watched Robb’s performance in amazement. After a while, Conte came up from behind and whispered: "Brother Robert, I don’t know if your trick has any effect on changing the atmosphere. , But I clearly understand that your trick is very effective for hooking up girls."

Robb smiled and said: "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up! Don't blame the buddies for not helping you. If you want to develop a romantic love with the eldest ladies, just go and act."

Conte had a good example, and rushed to an eldest lady wearing silk stockings. After a while, the two began to talk and laugh. The girl was obviously very happy, Conte was also happy, and everyone was happy.

George saw that this could be tolerated? He also rushed over to a eldest lady.

A group of rich second-generation bangs, each looking for their own goals, anyway, regardless of the three-seven-two-one, catch the girl in stockings and go up to praise her beauty, and then put the line of Robb's "invented" on the girl's forehead. Last hit, all alive!

Seeing the stupid looks of these guys, Sofa couldn't help but curse under Robb in a low voice: "It's all waste. This kind of people is a waste of food to live."

Robb smiled and said: "You can't say that. Not everyone is born to be a hero. We should allow mediocrity, because for most people, mediocrity is a very beautiful way of life, why bother Do you make yourself so tired? As long as the mediocre person doesn't want to hurt you, doesn't want to pretend to slap you in the face, why don't you let him be mediocre?"

Sofa whispered: "That's just your opinion. As a woman, I don't like mediocre men."

Robb smiled and said: "It depends on what kind of woman you are. If you are a mediocre ordinary girl, in your eyes, these young masters of aristocratic families are not mediocre men. They are the rich second generation. I really want to marry."

Solfa: "..."

After listening to Robb’s words, Sofa suddenly realized that, yes, a man is not mediocre. The key is to compare with whom, the men that ordinary women can reach are all people in the market, in their eyes. , The rich second-generation aristocratic young master is definitely not a mediocre person, they can blow up by their identity alone.

But myself, the man I can come in contact with every day, is Godfather!

No matter who, when compared with Godfather, they have to be sadly reduced to mediocrity.

Sofa was taken aback in her heart, and she stopped thinking about this question anymore, because she found that if she thinks about this question further, she is afraid that there will be some strange ideas that will come out. If you can't think about it, it will be too terrible to think about it. .

The maid behind him suddenly fell silent, but Robb didn't care, because Sofa was relatively silent most of the time.

He didn't go crazy about the stockings anymore, and walked quickly to his classroom, specializing in magic items. This is the most important thing for him to come to the bright road. Everything else has to stand on the sidelines.

Before long, the classroom arrived.

Pushing the door gently in, Robb immediately discovered that there were not many classmates and not many boys.

There are less than twenty people in the classroom, including myself, five boys, and all the others are girls.

It turns out that the magic item specialist is a "production department" subject after all. Most men only like to fight and kill, and don't like to rub one or the other. Even in the game, players who are willing to learn production skills are not. That's a lot.

It's the same in this world. In the Magic Academy with hundreds of students, there are only five boys who are willing to learn how to make magic items! The other twenty or so, all girls.

"Approximately, this is the difference between liberal arts classes and science classes. Forget it, it's not a bad thing. It's better to have more girls around than men." Robb walked in happily.

Sofa stopped outside the classroom.

The students in the classroom were all looking at Robb with weird eyes.

Robb is now a celebrity in the Academy of Magic. The orphan of the Smith family. He was selected as the student representative to give a speech at the entrance ceremony. He also gave a surprising speech in the speech, saying that boys should not wear stockings and girls should wear stockings. Yes, it's strange if it doesn't catch the eye.

There are three girls in the classroom wearing silk stockings, and they can be regarded as the beneficiaries of Robb's speech, so everyone can't help paying attention to him.

He found a table casually, sat down, and found himself back and forth, left and right, diagonally forward and backward, in eight directions, all sitting on girls, one of whom looked like a seventeen or eighteen year old girl with a round face was still wearing white stockings. She turned around, waved to Robb, and smiled: "Hello!"

"Hello!" Robb returned with a polite smile.

The round-faced girl smiled and said, "Thank you for your speech. I have always wanted to try wearing silk stockings, but I am always warned that women are not qualified to wear this. Only men are qualified to wear this. It is you who helped us women to wear this. Chance, I think you are simply a friend of women."