Shen Tang knew a little about Qi Shan.
He called her "Young Master Shen", which was a name that was somewhat intimate and playful, indicating that he was in a good mood; if he called her "Shen Youli", it meant that his attitude was serious and formal, and no jokes would be tolerated - of course, there were also a few cases where he was tickled by Shen Tang and became furious and lost his composure.
Of the two names, Shen Tang prefers the former.
Because every time she heard "young pear", she always had the feeling of being called out by the head teacher for being absent-minded in class. At this time, the sound of "young pear" was more like a thriller - the thrill it brought to Shen Tang was no less than Pan Jinlian's "Da Lang, it's time to take medicine".
"Da Lang... No, Yuan Liang, I, I'm going to bed now..." Shen Tang smiled foolishly on the surface, but secretly tried to erase Qi Bushan's version of Pan Jinlian from his mind.
It's really magical!
Qi Shan seemed not to have heard Shen Tang's words. He walked forward and asked with a smile, "It's a long night. Is there anything on your mind, Youli?"
Your eyes clearly show that "you are worried about something".
Shen Tang: “…”
All the words were stuck in my throat.
Well, if you say you have something on your mind, then you have something on your mind.
"Why don't you tell me about it, maybe it can help Youli." Qishan acted like a caring big brother next door.
Shen Tang: “…”
Damn it, Qi Jinlian Shan’s “chicken soup for the soul” has been handed to Shen Dalang Tang, and he doesn’t know whether to drink it or not.
She lowered her head and said nothing, kicking two small stones with her toes, and Qi Shan waited patiently for her to speak. The two of them wasted time like this. Usually time flies by quickly, but now every minute and every second is torture. Shen Tang didn't know when his forehead was covered with sweat.
Finally, Qi Shan was the first to make a move, and a complicated sigh escaped from the corner of his lips: "Youli refused to say..."
You can talk about it later.
But when these words rolled into Shen Tang's ears, it was like an electric current flowing through her body, making her hair stand on end and her whole body instantly alert. She almost blurted out: "It's not that I won't say it, I'm -"
Qi Shan looked at her patiently, waiting for her next words.
Shen Tang pursed her lips, the words she wanted to ask kept rolling around in her throat - even though she already knew the answer, she still wanted to get it straight. Finally, she made up her mind, closed her eyes, stomped her feet, and asked fiercely, "When did Yuan Liang know?"
"Know what?"
Shen Tang closed his eyes: "My Wen Xin!"
Was it for this
Qi Shan laughed and said without hesitation, "Of course it was when we first met. Otherwise, when did Youli think it was? If the first person to see your Wen Xin seal was not me but someone else, perhaps the weeds on your grave would be as tall as a person."
Shen Tang subconsciously retorted: "… How can the grass on a grave grow so fast! I won't die that easily."
Only then did I realize that this was not the point.
Ask him for confirmation again: "...First-class, top-class?"
"How many grades can it be? Shan told you at that time that the first grade of the best literary mind is the saint grade, the virtual grade. Youli, do you know what the virtual grade is? The virtual grade is the one without a grade! Without a grade, it is naturally 'no word'! It can be seen that you really don't know anything."
Shen Tang: "...National Seal?"
Having the imperial seal does not necessarily mean one has a high literary mind.
But one who has the highest literary talent must have the national seal.
Now the question is, where is the national seal
"Yes, but don't worry, Qishan has no intention of taking it. Not everyone can use the national seal. Shen Youli, you can choose to trust me." Qishan's confession came unexpectedly, and he emphasized it again solemnly, "It's best to always trust me."
Shen Tang felt like crying but had no tears.
"Because of your ways as a scribe?"
Qishan smiled and said, "Yes, Youli is smart."
Shen Tang's expression was about to crack: "..."
Good guy, forced binding.
Qi Shan comforted him calmly: "You don't have to be so scared."
"I'm not afraid, really. Whoever is afraid is a puppy! I just—" Shen Tang used his thumb and index finger to indicate a "small" distance. "Although I had a guess, I was still a little shocked when it was confirmed."
Fear, not really.
At most, his aura is too similar to that of the dean of studies and the head teacher, so every time he is called "Youli", he feels subconsciously timid.
But is it her fault
This is not her fault, it's the fault of the Nine-Year Compulsory Education!
and-
"Is Yuanliang so short of offers?"
Obviously, Zhai Huan had tried to extend an olive branch before.
I am so poor that I can't even pay the wages and salaries.
Qishan: “…speak human language.”
"I just don't understand, why it has to be me?" She rejected Zhai Huan's advances and chose to be out of shape most of the time, confused about her surroundings. This was obviously not a choice that a rational planner would make, let alone a top one.
Shen Tang asked himself, is there anything special about him that can attract Qi Shan to bet on him? After thinking about it, he still didn't see any special features.
I was totally confused.
Qishan avoided the question: "There is no reason."
Shen Tang complained: "Are you trying to fool a three-year-old child with this?"
"Isn't Mr. Shen less than three years old?" Qi Shan smiled, almost provoking Shen Tang to roll up his sleeves and fight him. "If I really want to give a reason, it's probably because Mr. Shen's appearance was too coincidental. It was you who appeared at that time, so it was you."
Shen Tang: “…”
There's no way I would believe what you said.
Judging from Qi Shan's attitude, he would not say anything he didn't want to say, even if he was beaten to death. Shen Tang had no choice but to skip it and ask the question he wanted to ask the most: "So, you want to secede and cause trouble? Do you really think I am that kind of person???"
Professional matters should not be done by professionals, why bother to find a lousy bronze player like her
Shocked her whole family for a whole year!!!
"You can't?"
Qi Shan's one question hit Shen Tang's sore spot. She almost jumped up and asked about Qi Shan's household registration booklet. She put her hands on her hips and looked up: "Who is not capable? You are not capable! Qi Yuanliang, are you polite?" Unfortunately, she was not tall enough, and could not exert her momentum to 100%.
Shen Tang thought of Chu Yao again.
"Wuhui... is that also an idea?"
“No one wants to be mediocre and die in decay.”
This was a disguised answer to Shen Tang's question.
"What if I disappoint you?"
She can draw, and she can even grow a liver if the client pays her enough. But she is a little scared when asked to compete. This is not taught in the nine-year compulsory education, and even if it is taught, her major is not related to competing in infrastructure.
It's difficult~~~
"This is the way the world is. Failure is the norm. Just do your best."
Qi Shan looked calm, with a hint of pleasure. He never worried that Shen Tang would refuse - during several attempts, Mr. Shen's attitude was quite subtle. Even now, he was only worried that they would be disappointed, and he never mentioned quitting.
Even without him and Chu Wuhui, Shen Tang would have taken this path sooner or later, unless Young Master Shen could ignore "the starving people he saw and the wailing he heard" and completely abandon the mundane world. However, his temperament was destined to not be able to ignore it, and joining the game was inevitable.
“I just want to be worthy of others, worthy of my heart, and worthy of myself.”
Qishan spoke frankly and calmly.
Shen Tang was deeply touched after hearing this.
She hardened her heart and put her hand on her belt: "Yuanliang, you are so frank with me, there are some things I want to confess to you too."
Qishan: "What are you doing???"