Full grade green tea wears sick and weak white lotus

Yu Biehen's hand pressed against Shen Changsi's forehead.

Subconsciously, Shen Changsi wanted to back up. Whether he was standing still or not, he also deliberately wanted to find out what was going on with him just now.

A Yuan's hand was slightly cool, but the temperature of his body did not decrease but increased.

Yu Biehen withdrew his hand, "It's a little hot, I'll take a temperature to measure your body—"

"No need." Shen Changsi interrupted Yu Biehen's words somewhat bluntly, staring at him with black eyes, "You know how to play the flute?"

"It's not proficient. When I was young, my family sent me to the Children's Palace to study for a few years."

Speaking of this, Yu Biehen paused, "Changsi, the temperature on your forehead is a little high, are you really okay?"

"It's okay. Maybe it's because I drank tea just now, so I'm just a little body hot."

Shen Changsi handed the flute to Yu Biehen, "I'll listen to it when I play it."

He had just brewed the jasmine tea, and it was still very hot. If it was because of drinking the tea, it might indeed cause the temperature in the body to rise.

Yu Biehen took the flute, but did not refuse, but said truthfully: "It's been a long time since I played it, maybe it's a little rusty."

Shen Changsi smiled, "Didn't you teach well just now?"

This man remembers his grudges, because after he finished playing, Yu Biehen said that his posture and method of blowing were wrong, and he realized that Yu Biehen meant that his blowing was not good, so he turned the corner Use the taunt skill.

Yu Bie laughed bitterly, "I always remember the most basic."

The implication is that Shen Changsi took the chrysanthemum tea that was placed on the window coffin earlier, took a sip, and said with a smile, "All ears."

Yu Biehen didn't refuse anymore.

It was true that he hadn't touched the flute for a long time. Yu Biehen put the flute to his lips and tried to play a few tunes, and then gradually regained the feeling.

The turquoise flute is lying on the lips, and the slender fingers are pressing on the hole of the flute. The clear and elegant sound of the flute sounds melodiously, like silver moonlight sprinkled on the water, or like clouds chasing water.

Shen Changsi had a playful look at the beginning, he was not doing well, waiting for Yu Biehen to overturn.

Not long after, he was completely attracted by the sound of the flute, but he forgot to drink the teacup in his hand for a while, and stared blankly at Yu Biehen who was leaning against the window and playing the flute.At this moment, the figure of the person in front of him overlapped with the figure deep in his memory.

A Yuan...

No, it's still different.

The sound of A Yuan's flute is gentle but a little melancholy, so heavy that even the night wind can't bear it.In that heaviness, there are worries about him, but also worries about the factional struggles in the court and the border troubles.

Don't Hate is different, Don't Hate's flute sound is very light, and it's clear that it's not mixed with any thoughts at all.

"It's been a long time since I played it, and I forgot a few tunes."

Yu Biehen's voice brought Shen Changsi back to his senses from the past memories.

The teacup was not as hot as before. Shen Changsi held the teacup in both hands, smelled the faint fragrance of jasmine tea, and said in a firm tone, "It was the song you played on the harmonica last time."

Shen Changsi's sense of music is not good, he can't hear how magical his flute sound is, but it doesn't mean he can't hear Yu Biehen's excellent playing of this piece.He hadn't heard the original song before, so he couldn't tell if it was true that there were a few tunes wrong, but he could hear this song, and Yu Biehan played it last time.

It's just that the last time it was played with a harmonica.

Yu Biehen's eyes showed surprise, "Do you still remember?"

The corners of Shen Changsi's lips raised, "I have always had an excellent memory."

"If you have a good memory, it shouldn't be difficult for you to memorize the song. Do you like this song? I can teach you. This song is quite simple, very suitable for beginners to learn."

Shen Changsi really likes this piece of music, so it doesn't hurt to try it.

He put down the cup in his hand, and stretched out his hand. Remembering the strangeness of his body when he taught him to play the flute with his hand, he retracted his fingertips suddenly when he touched the body of the flute, "No. It's getting late, I should go get the manuscript."

The rush draft that Shen Changsi said refers to the illustrations that he will hand over to the publishing house in March.

He took up Mr. Shen's body, so he had to do something for Mr. Shen.Mr. Shen is determined to prove his ability in painting, so he must work hard to fulfill Mr. Shen's wish.

Shen Changsi returned to the room with the unfinished tea, walked out a few steps, seemed to be stupefied, then turned back, "Is the sound of my flute so unbearable?"

Yu Biehen hesitated for a while, "Diligence, make up for one's weakness?"

Chang Si has always been quite conceited about his flute skills, so he only got an evaluation of "diligence can make up for one's weakness", which is still a questioning sentence.

Don't hate yourself because there is no need to lie, then the palace servants around him lied to him, even A Yuan didn't tell him the truth!

Shen Changsi bent his lips towards Yu Biehen, took the flute away from his hand, and smiled coldly, "Humph."

Angrily left.

...

Shen Changsi went back to the room and threw the flute on the bed.

Staring angrily at the jade flute on the bed, "What do you want?!"

There was a chuckle from the door.

The expression of Shen Changsi, who had his back turned to the direction of the door, split for a moment.There were only two people in this room, Shen Changsi knew who was standing at the door without turning his head.

He pursed his lips and told himself in his heart that once he returned to the house next time, he must develop the habit of closing the door casually!

"Knock Knock-"

Although the door was open, Yu Biehen knocked on the door symbolically, and asked warmly, "Chang Si, may I come in?"

Shen Changsi glanced at him, but said nothing.

"Sorry, because the door is not closed, so..."

Yu Biehan was the one who acquiesced, and when he entered the room, he apologized.

Shen Changsi left angrily just now, even though he knew he wasn't really angry, Yu Biehen still followed him to have a look, intending to coax him, but... Cough, Changsi seems to be even more angry now.

Chang Si was indeed a little depressed at the moment.But after all, he is not an unreasonable person, and it was an unprecedented move to vent his anger on him just now, so he will not be childish to show his anger against Yu at this time.

He asked nonchalantly, "What do you want me to do?"

Yu Bie wished he hadn't brought up Changsi's flute playing again, and just said, "You just said you were rushing to draft, but did you want to rush to draw a sketch?"

"Well. It's an illustration for a magazine appointment, and it's due in March."

Shen Changsi sat down at the table, opened the sketches, picked up the paintbrush, and emphasized the fact that the drafts would be handed over in March, with obvious intentions to drive people away.

"Can I sit on the sidelines and watch?"

Shen Changsi looked at Yu Biehen strangely, what's so interesting about painting?

Yu Biehen saw the meaning in Shen Changsi's eyes, and he took the initiative to explain: "I have only seen finished paintings in art exhibitions or galleries before, but I have never seen the process of their creation. So if you want to take a look, you can Is it? I won't make noise, let alone disturb you."

The process of Shen Changsi's creation of "Happiness in the World" has not been smooth.Although he was very interested in painting in the past, but he always stayed at the level of interest. Now he is doing it seriously and as an important thing. It is inevitable that he is a bit restrained, and the content of the painting is also limited. It is naturally difficult for him who is interested.

The last "Su Zhai" series is almost finished, and the new theme content has not come out for a long time.

It reminds me that I have eaten with A Yuan several times, whether it is the breakfast restaurant I choose, the food stall, or the vegetarian food at Xiangyin Temple last time, A Yuan in this life is clearly a person who knows how to eat.

With A Yuan here, maybe it can give him new inspiration?

It seemed that he had agreed too simply, Shen Changsi was deliberately foolish for a long time, and then said, "It's up to you."

Yu Biehen went out and brought a chair over, and sat next to Shen Changsi.

Different from the usual laziness and laziness, when painting, Changsi seems to be a different person, his expression is very serious and focused.

Yu Biehen glanced at Changsi's sketch——

The vegetarian food they ate at Xiangyin Temple that day was vividly displayed on the paper. Unlike most oil paintings nowadays, Changsi is painted with ink, so the painting has a fresh atmosphere of smoke and fire.

In the earliest days, Chang Si sent Yu Biehen one of his paintings, so Yu Biehen had seen Shen Changsi's painting skills before, but that one was a fine brushwork painting, so I didn't think he could paint ink and wash paintings so well.

Shen Changsi has almost finished the draft of the "Zhai Banquet", so the draft in his hand was completed very quickly. Can write.Even if he put pen to paper, the content of the painting could not satisfy him.

"What's wrong? Is the creation encountering a bottleneck?"

Yu Biehen had been watching Changsi's paintings all the time, because he had promised in advance that he would never disturb him. This time, seeing that Changsi hadn't written for a long time, and there was a hint of anxiety between his brows, he made a noise. asked.

Shen Changsi was waiting for Yu Biehen to take the initiative to ask him.

Shen Changsi then told Yu Biehen about the subject of the magazine's contract with him and the predicament he was facing now.

"Let me take a look at the paintings you drew before, and see what style you used before, as a reference, and help you fool me, okay?"

Ordinarily, unpublished paintings are not good for people to see, and there is a risk of being plagiarized.But Yu Biehen and Shen Changsi are naturally trustworthy.

Without any hesitation, he handed the entire picture book to Yu Biehen.

When Yu Biehen was flipping through Shen Changsi's sketches, he inadvertently turned to the page where Shen Changsi drew him as a bastard turtle.

"How? Is it both god and form?"

Shen Changsi didn't have any embarrassment on his face, instead he deliberately pointed to the turtle on the paper and said.

But Shen Changsi forgot that when Yu Biehen saw this painting in the video, he didn't show any embarrassment on his face, and even praised his painting without changing his face. Awkward.

Yu Biehen looked away from the drawing, "Changsi, when you drew this picture, were you fooling me?"

Shen Changsi's eyes were astonished, he definitely didn't arrive first and I don't hate you for this reaction.

"what?"

How did A Yuan come to this ridiculous conclusion?

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感谢在2022-03-0123:59:05~2022-03-0223:58:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!