Restarting 16 Years Old, the Champion is Tiger and Tea

Sunday afternoon, in the courtyard of my grandma's house.

Wen Xichen looked at Tan Mu, who was sitting by the fish tank with his long legs stretched out, watching the fish, with a puzzled look on his face.

"I say, Lao Tan, why are you coming here on this weekend instead of hanging out with me?"

Tan Mu glanced at him speechlessly: "I calculated with my fingers and knew you would definitely come. Look, you have come here."

"You are the rabbit, talking about rabbits."

Wen Xin and Wang Youlin ignored them and sat under the tree and continued chatting quietly.

Wang Youlin came over with a gossipy look on his face: "Xinxin, is Tan Mu so close to you?"

Wen Xin calmly munched on the popsicle: "How can you say he's close to the water? Do you mean Wen Xichen is also close to the water?"

Wang Youlin's ears turned red: "Don't give me that, we are just here to visit you."

"Well, you two can team up... It's okay if you don't come to see me. I have no objection."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was pinched on the arm.

"Youlin, look at how you pinched me. Don't you know that my skin is so delicate that it can be broken by a baby's touch?"

Wen Xin's wailing attracted the attention of two boys. Tan Mu reached out and pulled her over to take a look. She was indeed quite young.

Wen Xichen slapped Tan Mu's hand away: "Old Tan, you kid, be careful, why are you still fighting like this?"

Tan Mu said nonchalantly, "It's okay. To Little Potato, I'm Wen Xichen, your younger brother."

Wen Xichen jumped up: "Don't give me that, you are my brother, how can it be your turn? Besides, you are older than Wen Xiaoxin."

"Oh, that's my real brother. Come on, call me brother too."

Wen Xichen howled and pounced on Tan Mu, holding his head and beating it.

"Tan Mu said that you two are two versions of Wen Xichen. He is the intelligent version, and you are..."

Wen Xin didn't mind making things worse and started to add fuel to the fire.

"What am I?" Wen Xichen asked expectantly.

"I know, you are... the idiot version..." Wang Youlin said quietly, and Wen Xin burst into laughter.

"Youlin, you are so smart, haha..."

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Grandma washed the grapes and brought them out, looking at the four children who couldn't stop smiling.

When people get old, they like the vitality and liveliness the most.

Last year, the son of Mr. Liu in the east wing bought a big house, and the old couple moved there to help take care of their grandson.

Li Haoyun, who used to live here, also went to the United States this summer, and the yard suddenly became deserted.

Fortunately, Wen Xin came again.

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The military training is over and the real life at Peking University begins.

Wen Xin enjoyed this kind of life very much. In the classroom, the legendary big names took turns to teach. After class, he could stay in the library until late at night.

Except for the problem with his legs and feet, everything else is perfect.

Tan Mu came to pick her up and drop her off several times, but later she firmly refused.

First, it was indeed inconvenient, and second, she didn't want to pretend to be ignorant when she knew the truth.

Tan Mu has never hidden his thoughts, so it is better for him to express his position clearly.

With Tan Mu's intelligence, he naturally wouldn't pester her. He would just come to visit from time to time as a classmate.

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The walls of the school's triangle area are covered with densely packed posters.

"The school folk music orchestra is recruiting new members... Hey, Xinxin, can you play any musical instrument? I'm so envious of those who have special talents." Wang Manning murmured as she looked at the posters on the wall.

Wen Xin's heart moved.

She really can.

In the later years of her previous life, she had a stable career and no burden on her family, so she learned a lot of things. She gave up many of them three or four times, but she persisted in learning the guzheng.

My level is not very high, but I can play a simple song.

"I know a little bit of Guzheng, but I don't know what level they expect." Wen Xin felt a little unsure.

A girl who had just put up the posters and was packing up her things stood up and looked at Wen Xin with bright eyes.

"Great, you can play the guzheng. Come and try it out. The group is in urgent need of people."

After saying that, he took Wen Xin and left.

Wen Xin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This girl with picturesque features and classical beauty actually had such a straightforward personality.

"Feng Shi, sophomore in the Chinese Department."

The girl chatted with Wen Xin and Wang Manning, and surprisingly they didn't feel any strangeness towards each other and they all became happy.

The fate between people is really strange.

Some are disgusted at first sight, while others are in love for a lifetime.

There are many national musical instruments in the folk music band's activity room. Several people are watching someone playing the pipa in a corner of the activity room.

In this day and age, there are very few people who learn special skills, so it is indeed not easy for folk music orchestras to recruit people.

Wen Xin sat next to the guzheng and began to try to play it.

The fingering technique is unfamiliar, but I will get the hang of it slowly.

The instrument she played was "Daughter's Love" from the episode about the Kingdom of Women in Journey to the West, which was particularly suitable for someone like her who only knew a little bit.

When the person over there finished playing, everyone gathered around. When Wen Xin finished playing, everyone applauded.

Feng Shi smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad. I played the whole piece, but I'm a little rusty. Junior sister, you must have just started learning it not long ago."

Wen Xin nodded hurriedly: "Yeah, I just learned a little bit from my cousin, and I don't have time to practice normally."

You must be clear about your own position. It is embarrassing to pretend to be big and then be exposed.

"It's okay, it's okay. You've done very well. You don't know how difficult it is to recruit people for our folk music orchestra. Some of them are just learning on the job."

Wen Xin breathed a sigh of relief.

That's good, she likes this kind of club. Playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting is the dream of many people.

After filling out the registration form, Wen Xin just stood up and saw Liu Yi come in.

"Xinxin, you are here too, are you here for an interview?" Liu Yi looked puzzled.

Could it be that someone from this small county town could play a musical instrument?

Wen Xin's heart sank. It couldn't be such a coincidence. She really didn't want to be in the same team with her.

Everyone greeted each other warmly, and Wen Xin learned that Liu Yi had just joined this morning and she plays the guqin.

"Her guqin is barely even a basic skill. She is learning it on the spot. It is said that she just found a teacher outside to learn from her."

After leaving the folk music band's activity room, Feng Shi secretly complained to Wen Xin.

Wen Xin sighed inwardly.

Forget it, let’s leave it at that for now. It’s not appropriate to quit right now.

"Feng Shi, why are you standing here?" A gentle male voice sounded.

Wen Xin turned around and met a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes. The eyelids were thin, the corners of the eyes were slightly raised, and the eyes were gentle, but Wen Xin always felt that there was a gleam in them.

He is a man with delicate facial features, fair skin, slightly curly hair, and looks a bit like a top young idol in his previous life.

"Wen Xin, this is Chu Yunyi, the leader of our folk music group."

"Yun Yi, this is Wen Xin, the guzheng player. We wanted to wait for you to come back so we could watch it together, but she played a whole piece, so Wan Wan and I kept her."

Wanwan is the deputy director of the folk music orchestra and plays the erhu.

"Okay, you guys can do whatever you want. I'll go in first." Chu Yunyi nodded, patted Feng Shi's shoulder and went into the house.

"Brother Yun Yi, you're here. Can you please help me listen to this song?" Liu Yi's coquettish voice came from the room.

Wen Xin raised his eyebrows and saw a flash of displeasure on Feng Shi's face.

On the way back to the dormitory, Wen Xin kept thinking about the name Feng Shi in his mind.

Feng Shi......

Why do I always feel familiar with it? Have I heard it somewhere before?

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