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After those people left, Lin Zhanyu's attention returned to the open-air bookstore.

Although he has a father who was a scholar in the previous court, but he has been ill for many years, and the energy to raise him is really limited, so he doesn't know too many words.Just now when Wei Qingyun came on stage, he heard that person's name, but he didn't know which two words it was, so he took it for granted that it was "Qingyun".

Qingyun, stepping on the Qingyun, straight up the Qingyun, the official is high and the noble is prominent, and the ambition is lofty.Thinking of this, Lin Zhanyu looked down at his shabby clothes with cotton lint exposed, and suddenly felt that he was far away from the clear and decent person on the stage, and he was not as comfortable and close as the address "Brother Wei" that those people said just now. .

Brother Wei's voice was clear and clean. Lin Zhanyu couldn't see it clearly from a distance, he could only see a vague outline of his face, but he was very sure, and he felt that the voice must be very suitable for his appearance and temperament.

But even though the child couldn't notice it, Brother Wei was not an embroidered pillow.After a single talk, his voice has been maintained at a very stable height, and every word and every sentence can be sent to the audience's ears very clearly, without any ambiguity or omission.This should be a real kung fu skill that has been practiced for many years.

"Good!" Everyone in the audience applauded when the performance reached a wonderful point.Lin Zhanyu is a real layman, and he doesn't know what is good, but he also supports Brother Wei, sitting on the shoulders of the old village chief and clapping extremely hard.

The people on the stage looked very carefree and casual. He smiled and nodded slightly as a thank you to the audience, and then continued to perform, with a steady rhythm as always.

"True rules." The old village head who has lived for half his life can't help feeling: "Zhanyu, look at him, it seems that every movement is predetermined, but he performed it so naturally, why is the size so so? Appropriate." He kept nodding his head: "It's really good."

Lin Zhanyu didn't quite understand it, but he really thought it looked good.

The other party didn't act for too long, and Boss Qiao was the highlight.However, his mind was full of the young brother Wei just now, so he was distracted for an entire hour, and he didn't come back to his senses until the end of the show.

It was getting late, coupled with the bad weather, dark clouds gradually covered the bright moon, and there were signs of snow, so the scene dispersed quickly.However, the old village head did not take Lin Zhanyu away immediately. Unlike those who came to have fun, he still had business to do.

"Boss Qiao," Village Chief Lin held Lin Zhanyu in one hand and a walking stick in the other, and called to the middle-aged man who was about to close the stall: "Please stay."

Qiao said with a smile that he turned around and saw him, so he told his apprentices to work, and he stepped forward: "Old man, this is..."

Boss Qiao has a kind appearance, coupled with his always smiling eyes, he has an appearance that can make people put down their guard.The village chief didn't talk too much nonsense, and said straight to the point: "Here is a child who I watched grow up. He is very clever, hardworking, and good-natured. His father died a while ago, and there is no one else in the family except him. "

As he spoke, he patted Lin Zhanyu's shoulder lightly, then raised his head and looked at Qiao sincerely and said with a smile: "See if you can... well, it's all forced by livelihood, and you know the current world, I We can't afford him, if we don't care about him, the child will die, otherwise we wouldn't want to trouble him, would we?"

He didn't say everything, and everyone present understood what he meant.Lin Zhanyu was stunned. He looked up at the smiling village head, and then at Boss Qiao, who was squinting and thinking. His mood was surprisingly complicated.

Several apprentices not far away also heard their conversation, and looked here from time to time.Qiao said with a smile that he looked at Lin Zhanyu for a long time, and suddenly leaned over to stare at the child: "Son, how old are you?"

"Thirteen." At that time, the age was calculated according to the imaginary age.

"Thirteen? It doesn't look like it, but it's really thin." Boss Qiao frowned slightly: "What's your name? Tell me something."

"My name is Lin Zhanyu." The child was a little timid, but honest: "I don't know what to say."

Boss Qiao laughed heartily: "Read a poem with me." He said slowly: "Famous and beautiful women are in love with each other, and the king often laughs at them. Explaining the infinite hatred of spring breeze, Chenxiang Pavilion leans on the railing in the north."

Lin Xiucai had taught him this poem, so Lin Zhanyu read it along with Qiao Xiaoyan smoothly, and then fell silent again.

Qiao smiled and nodded, signaling Lin Zhanyu to come to him: "Old man, I can take this kid. Don't worry, he worships me as his teacher. As long as I have a bite to eat in the future, he will definitely not be hungry."

Several young people had already packed their things and stood there looking at them.The old village head was really pleasantly surprised, and nodded gratefully in response, and looked at Lin Zhanyu who was still a little confused, feeling sad for a moment, his nose and eye sockets were extremely sour.

He squatted beside Lin Zhanyu, hugged the child's thin body, and held back his tears: "Zhanyu, in the future, you must listen to others, and don't be lazy and playful. Whether you can get ahead or not, there is a string in your heart." You have to be tight. As long as you are safe, I will be able to explain to your father when I go to Jiuquan in the future."

After finishing speaking, he let go of Lin Zhanyu, and walked in the same direction as before without looking back.

It was snowing now, and the fluttering snowflakes reflected the old man who was far away, looking haggard and lonely.Apart from the helplessness of parting, Lin Zhanyu didn't understand what else could make the old village head look so sad.He still didn't know what a difficult road he was going to take. He thought that the other party was just reluctant, so he wanted to follow, but was held back by Qiao Xiaoyan.

Only at this moment did Boss Qiao show his incomparably majestic side. He called the young men over, and said to Lin Zhanyu in a low voice with a stern face: "According to the rules of our business, if you want to worship me, you must have a 'leader'." Baodai's third teacher is present. But those people don't recognize our school, and I can't find those masters for you, let's keep everything simple, you kowtow to me, and you will be my apprentice."

Qiao Xiaoyan's cold face made Lin Zhanyu a little at a loss. He didn't want to ask his teacher for no reason, but when he looked back, he could no longer find the old village chief.

A senior brother who seemed to be about the same age as Wei Xiaoge thought he didn't understand the rules, so he walked up to him and knelt down to kowtow, barely completing the ceremony of apprenticeship.

"Let's go." Brother Wei, who had been silent all this time, said, "It's getting late, and Master is tired."

Lin Zhanyu followed them all the way to his residence in the outskirts of Nanjing City, and then he carried the bedding given to him by boss Qiao and followed the man who had just followed him to the side courtyard.

The man said as he walked: "My surname is also Qiao, and my name is Qiao Li. The carp's carp is the master's son. In fact, according to the rules of our business, father and son cannot be masters and apprentices, but who told our master to be serious?" I don’t even have a partner. Hey, I’ve had it before, but then that person left again, and I have nowhere to turn to, so I don’t care about the rules. Forget it, let’s not talk about it, you will call me Shige from now on, or Third Brother, Brother Qiao, you can do anything."

He opened the door, cleaned Lin Zhanyu briefly, and made the bed: "It's small and messy here, but it's really late today, you stay here first, and see if Master has any other arrangements in the future."

After finishing speaking, he left and told Lin Zhanyu: "Master has a rule of getting up early to practice, so don't oversleep. You can allow half an hour for the first day you come, and I will call you later tomorrow."

The snow fell intermittently that night, Lin Zhanyu's sleepless night.In fact, the child didn't even lie on the bed at all, he didn't even take off his clothes, he sat on the stool in the corner all the time, trying to judge his situation at this moment with his not rich life experience.

He grew up in their small village, and Lin Xiucai never mentioned it to him, so he didn't know anything about this business, and now he suddenly left his old acquaintances and was placed here, feeling really uneasy.

In order to discipline him when he was a child, Lin Xiucai often threatened him that if he didn't listen to the teaching, he would be sent away and sent to the wicked people so that he would never return home. He also taught him that if others do him good for no reason, it must be wrong The attempt must not be taken lightly.Lin Zhanyu sat for a whole night, and finally came to the conclusion: the village chief didn't want him, and he was given to the "wicked people".

After a long time, Xi Weichen came into the room, and the dazed and aggrieved little Zhanyu made an extremely firm decision: he wanted to run.

It was dawn and the snow was getting heavier, Lin Zhanyu felt more and more that it was not too late.He felt that it was too conspicuous to run from the place close to the door, so he found a wall that looked relatively low as a backing for his escape, even though the wall itself was indeed very high.

Although he was thin and small, he was forced by the situation, so he used all his strength to move out the very heavy tables, chairs and benches from the house, and piled up the old wooden furniture one by one at the base of the wall. I was sweating profusely.

Lin Zhanyu simply wiped his forehead with the sleeve of his cotton-padded jacket a few times, and carefully stepped on the "ladder" he built for himself to climb to a higher place.However, there was an unforeseen event, and after he went up, he realized that he still couldn't reach the wall.

Just now when he put these guys together, he never thought that such a situation would happen. It was easy to go up and down, so he had no choice but to simply tiptoe on the small rickety bench to the top of the wall. push lightly.

Finally, he straddled the wall.However, what he didn't expect was that this time he miscalculated: the other side of the wall is not a street, nor a house of other people, it is still his master's house.

But this was not what shocked him even more. He was completely dumbfounded when he saw the person in the opposite yard: the person was standing with his back to him, holding a folding fan in his hand. At that moment on the wall, I began to mutter words.

He couldn't see the other person's face, but he could tell from his voice and figure alone that this was Xiaoge Wei who was the first to go to the heat the night before.

Flying snow fell one after another, reflecting a vast expanse of whiteness far and near, and snow gradually accumulated on the corner of the opposite yard.Under the coat, the man looked extremely thin, but his steps to and fro were never lacking in strength.

Brother Wei is young after all, he probably has a good body, but he is dressed extremely thinly in such a cold winter wind, and he looks like Lin Zhanyu, who is wearing a heavy and ragged cotton coat, in two seasons.

It was a long time later that Lin Zhanyu found out that what brother Wei was talking about was exactly the part about people in the rivers and lakes in "Eight Fan Screens".However, at this moment, the cool wind was howling, he lay on the wall and couldn't hear anything clearly, he could only stare blankly at the person opposite him, he couldn't get up or down, he was in a dilemma.

This young man surnamed Wei can indeed afford to be called "little brother", and he is indeed likable.His shoulders are flat, and the cotton coat hangs down from the top, making him look extremely neat. From Lin Zhanyu's perspective, he can still see his pair of extremely simple black cloth shoes.

The wind gradually died down, and Lin Zhanyu saw him walking back and forth in the yard, speaking not slowly but coherently, almost making it impossible to hear the trace of breathing.When it comes to getting up, he will take a folding fan and beat his palms rhythmically, focusing and relaxing.

Just watching quietly, Lin Zhanyu forgot to be cold and hungry.The child's heart gradually settled down, and a sense of peace rose from the bottom of his heart.

This kid doesn't know anything else, but he is used to "judging people by their appearance", he thought, probably he has misunderstood, this group of people may not be evil, at least this little brother Wei should not be.Such a gentle and bright elder brother must be a gentleman, he behaves humbly, works hard, how can he do bad things?

"Brother Wei, Master asked me to call you for dinner." At this moment, Qiao Li, who helped Lin Zhanyu clean up the house after returning yesterday, entered the opposite yard.Wei Qingyun turned his back to him and couldn't see it, but Qiao Li could see it clearly: "Oh, isn't this the child my father brought back yesterday?"

It doesn't matter if he doesn't say anything, Lin Zhanyu was really shocked when he came out with such a voice.The child already had a guilty conscience, and coupled with the panic and panic of being discovered suddenly, he couldn't sit still and slid directly down.Fortunately, the child reacted quickly, and pressed his hands firmly on the horizontal surface just before falling.

The snow fell continuously, landing on the tiles on the wall, making Lin Zhanyu's grip more and more slippery.He couldn't use his strength, and he didn't dare to struggle, so he could only maintain a short and delicate balance extremely stiffly.

"Children, don't be afraid." Lin Zhanyu hung on the wall and didn't dare to look down. He didn't know how high he was, so he was actually in a good mood, and even looked calmer than the two standing under the wall. Instead, Wei Qingyun became nervous.

The latter quickly ran to the wall the moment he slid down, and instinctively opened his arms to him: "It's okay, senior brother is here."

"Here," Qiao Li stood aside, as flustered as Wei Qingyun: "Brother Wei..."

"Don't be dazed, go to the house and see if there is anything to put your feet on." Wei Qingyun shouted at him: "If there is a cushion, it will be fine."

"Hey!" He finally came back to his senses, let go of the girl and ran into the house.

"Son, it's okay." Seeing that the other party had left, Wei Qingyun hurriedly continued to comfort Lin Zhanyu: "Your Brother Qiao helped you get the guy, you can hold on for a while."

"Ah!" Hearing what Wei Qingyun said, Lin Zhanyu felt a lot more at ease, but the snow fell harder and harder, and he, a skinny child, really lost his strength, and accidentally dropped his hand and fell down.

However, to his surprise, he did not have a close contact with the ground, because Wei Qingyun caught him below.

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Famous and beautiful flowers are in love with each other, and the king often looks at them with a smile.Explaining the infinite hatred of the spring breeze, the Chenxiang Pavilion leans on the railing to the north.from Li Bai

Another: Qingyun is a very good name, what is mentioned in this chapter is Xiao Linzi’s thoughts in a specific situation, and has nothing to do with the name itself~