There’s a Beauty [Ancient Wear Modern]

Chapter 8: He was very satisfied

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The mood I had when I went out today was different from the previous two times.

The first time was when I first arrived, I was filled with caution and panic, fearing that I would make a mistake and be captured by the Taoist priest.

The second time was when I was forcibly taken to a wedding. I was taken into the car in a daze. The scenery along the way became a blur and I didn’t have the slightest impression of it.

And now, Shen Yuhan finds everything new and interesting.

He saw the busy situation of modern people in the morning, and when waiting for the red light, he saw all kinds of people crossing the road.

Most of them are people carrying bags and dressed casually, with different expressions. There are old men carrying vegetables and leading their dogs, students in school uniforms riding bicycles across the road, men in suits and leather shoes, beautiful ladies in tight dresses, and unique girls in ripped jeans. There are all kinds of people in all shapes and sizes, and you can see them all.

Shen Yuhan finally saw the various groups of people that had appeared on TV.

With a changed mood, Shen Yuhan felt longing for everything he saw, and even the roadside signs seemed extremely interesting to him.

Shen Yuhan pointed at a big golden retriever that was being led by a stick and said, "Honey, look at that dog."

The driver was driving the car today, and Shan Qihuan habitually looked at his schedule for the day while riding in the car.

Shan Qihuan looked in the direction of Shen Yuhan's finger and said, "Golden Retriever, do you want to raise one?"

So it can be raised? Actually, Shen Yuhan just wanted to share what he saw with Shan Qihuan. Now that he thinks about it, Shan Qihuan must have seen it before, which is why he misunderstood that he wanted to raise it.

"Can I keep it? It's quite big. Will it bite me?"

"Golden retrievers are quite docile, but if you don't keep pets at home, you have to walk the dog every morning and evening. You have classes and don't have time. Besides, they are blind people who use golden retrievers as guide dogs, but you are not."

"Okay." So a big dog can have this function, I saw it, "I won't keep one."

Shan Qihuan was not sad that he was not supported by her husband. She could not even support herself and had to rely on her husband.

The driver asked Shan Qihuan: "Mr. Shan, should I take you to the company first or take Mr. Shen to class first?"

Shan Qihuan glanced at the schedule. The meeting started at ten o'clock. "I'm not in a hurry. Let's send him there first."

Shen Yuhan was quite happy when her husband sent her to class.

The company is actually not too far from home. It only takes half an hour including the rush hour traffic, and about fifteen minutes by car on weekdays. The house was bought by Shan Qihuan for the purpose of being close to the company. He did not think too much about it at the time and just regarded it as an investment. He never thought that one day the house would welcome another owner.

Shen Yuhan has a calligraphy class this morning and a painting class in the afternoon, both at the same training institution.

The training institution is located in an old red brick building that is quiet in the middle of a busy city. Outside, there are advertising signs of various educational institutions, such as overseas study training, foreign language training, vocational skills training, and small advertisements for earning tens of thousands of dollars a night interspersed in it.

There is a wall outside, so you can't see what's inside. It's not the weekend, so not many people come here at this time.

Shen Yuhan got out of the car and looked at the area, which was very unfamiliar to him. This was his first time going out, and after leaving the safe zone, he was still a little panicked and scared.

He asked Shan Qihuan: "Husband, can you go in with me?"

Among the few people he knows, Shan Qihuan is Shen Yuhan's closest person and he has a natural trust in him.

Shan Qihuan thought, why not take the opportunity to run away

"The address is on it, go up there yourself."

Shen Yuhan lowered his head a little disappointedly and said, "I want you to go with me."

The next second, Shan Qihuan stretched out his long legs. He didn't understand why Shen Yuhan looked so nervous. She was quite good at acting like a spoiled child. She didn't dare to enter such an old building in broad daylight and had to have him accompany her.

At this moment, Shan Qihuan actually felt that Shen Yuhan needed him.

Shen Yuhan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he finally agreed.

"Let's go. I'll take you upstairs." Shan Qihuan's face was stern as he stepped into the rusty iron gate first.

Shen Yuhan hurriedly followed. With Shan Qihuan in front, he felt much more at ease.

There are four old buildings in total, and the training institution is in the last one. It becomes quieter as you go inside, and there is no sunlight at all because of the high-rise buildings surrounding it.

Shen Yuhan was busy remembering the way and almost failed to catch up with Shan Qihuan. It was only when Shan Qihuan deliberately slowed down his pace that he was able to catch up.

At this moment, Shan Qihuan had a stern face. Didn't Qu Zhuxuan look at the address of the training institution? What kind of a ghost place is this? It's so gloomy and not many people come in.

Just when he was about to give up the search, he finally found it.

The service at the front desk was pretty good. They served them tea and water. After learning that Shen Yuhan was a student who bought a one-year membership yesterday, their attitude became even better.

After Shan Qihuan sent the person away, he was about to get up and leave. As soon as he took a step, he found that the corner of his clothes was grabbed by Shen Yuhan. He turned around and asked him, "Is there anything else?"

"When will you come to pick me up?" Shen Yuhan looked at Shan Qihuan expectantly.

It was this kind of look that made Shan Qihuan completely unable to refuse him, and it was very effective every time.

"I'll call you when I'm done with my work this morning."

"I don't have a cell phone." Shen Yuhan patted his pockets. He didn't bring anything with him.

Shan Qihuan then realized that he had neglected Shen Yuhan a lot: "Where's your phone?"

"They told me that it broke after it fell into the water." Shen Yuhan's eyes were full of innocence. Even if he had a mobile phone before, he didn't know how to use it. But now that he was out, he could go to study without Shan Qihuan's knowledge, so he could naturally have one. It was the best time to mention it, and Shan Qihuan would not doubt him.

This was Shen Yuhan's little trick, Shan Qihuan didn't notice it at all, and he couldn't guess it at the moment.

"I'll ask my assistant to buy you a cell phone. Do you want a new phone card or the old one?"

"I want new ones."

"Don't contact your old friends?" Shan Qihuan was actually intentionally mocking his old friends.

"No more contact." They were all "Shen Yuhan's" friends, and he didn't know any of them. Maybe it would be easier to change to a new card. He didn't know what the function of the phone card was. Anyway, he just followed what Shan Qihuan said.

"Okay, I'll have the driver pick you up at noon. You can go to my company to get your phone and have lunch together."

Shen Yuhan was very satisfied with his arrangement and said with a smile, "Husband, you should go to work quickly." He felt that he could not delay his work time any longer.

He warned Shen Yuhan in a not very convincing tone: "Don't run around."

"Okay, bye, husband." Shen Yuhan let go of the corner of Shan Qihuan's clothes, and the sense of dependence was not as strong as before.

When Shan Qihuan turned around and walked out of the training institution, he had the illusion that he was being used and then abandoned.

The receptionist beside them watched the two people reluctantly say goodbye and said with a smile: "You two have such a good relationship, you are inseparable."

Shen Yuhan smiled shyly and had no intention of showing off to the receptionist.

The receptionist was also knowledgeable: "Please follow me, our three-person adult class will start soon."

"Okay." This is really thoughtful preparation.

The receptionist led Shen Yuhan through a long corridor filled with calligraphy and paintings. The air was filled with the strong scent of ink. She told Shen Yuhan that these works were from students, and if Shen Yuhan practiced well, he could hang them up for display.

They arrived at a study room with sandalwood lit. There were already two people in the room, and Shen Yuhan was the last one to enter.

The receptionist took him to an empty desk and said, "Mr. Shen, the three-person class happens to start today. The teacher will be here during class. You can always come to me if you have any questions."

Shen Yuhan said: "Okay."

The receptionist left.

The three students had three desks, arranged in a triangle, with all the necessary supplies, including pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

The first one was a silent young man with his head down. His age could not be seen. He was practicing calligraphy, ignoring everything outside the window. The one on the right was a young man about the same age as Shen Yuhan, with a crew cut. However, the young man was sitting crookedly, with his whole body lying on the rice paper.

Shen Yuhan was in the same room with two men. Although he felt uncomfortable, he still endured it. After all, he was also a man now. The world was now divided into men and women. He was no longer a boy, but a man, so he didn't need to be afraid.

The young man rested his head on his arms, yawned, looked at Shen Yuhan, suddenly sat up straight, and was about to speak when a man in his thirties wearing glasses suddenly walked in and interrupted his words.

The person who came was the calligraphy teacher.

"Hello everyone, I am the teacher in charge of your calligraphy studies, my last name is Fang..."

Teacher Fang is very friendly and started the class.

Shen Yuhan has always been a good student. He has never been to any school outside, but he also attended the girls' school in his clan for a period of time.

You have to respect the teacher in class. He didn't turn his head, so he didn't notice that the young man next to him glanced at him from time to time, wondering what he was thinking.

Teacher Fang first talked about some relevant content of this course, briefly explained what is hard pen calligraphy and what is soft pen calligraphy, and then started teaching from how to hold the pen correctly.

Afterwards, he told them some basics of practicing calligraphy and so on, which Shen Yuhan was already very familiar with.

It turns out that the calligraphy he took for granted has become a pursuit in modern times.

However, he did not think of himself as a very powerful person and still listened to the teacher's lectures carefully.

In the first class, we listened to the teacher explain the basics, and in the second class, we started practicing calligraphy.

Shen Yuhan used to practice calligraphy occasionally at home. Now he feels familiar when he picks up the brush. At least he is not completely disconnected from this society and there is still an area he is familiar with.

The calligraphy class went smoothly and Shen Yuhan was grateful to Shan Qihuan for choosing the course for him.

However, he wanted to take modern hard-pen calligraphy classes more. He was already able to use a brush with ease, so he didn't have to write deliberately.

Teacher Fang asked them to practice calligraphy, and Shen Yuhan had already started writing.

He wrote a word, and the teacher standing next to him praised him, saying, "Well written. You must have learned this before."

Shen Yuhan said: "I have learned a little."

Teacher Fang went to look at the masterpieces of two other students, while Shen Yuhan continued to practice calligraphy quietly.

After he finished writing a piece of calligraphy, he was not satisfied and changed another piece of paper. Teacher Fang took a look at his calligraphy and was a little amazed.

Teacher Fang: You write so well and yet you come to class? Are you here to humiliate him

Shen Yuhan spent the whole morning practicing calligraphy. He enjoyed writing and his heart suddenly calmed down.

When the get out of class was over, he washed his hands and prepared to leave. He said goodbye to the receptionist. He would come back in the afternoon to practice painting.

The driver was waiting for him outside, and Shen Yuhan had already seen the car that brought him there in the morning.

As soon as he went out, Shen Yuhan was suddenly called by someone.

"Shen Yuhan? You are Shen Yuhan, right?"

Shen Yuhan turned around and saw the classmate who had just studied calligraphy with him. As he was already married, he did not speak to anyone during the entire class to avoid suspicion.

He never expected that someone would recognize him. He hesitated and said, "What's the matter?"

The other person said, "I'm Huang Shang, don't you remember me? That's right, it's normal that you don't recognize me. I was a little fat before, but now I've lost weight, so it's normal that you didn't recognize me."

emperor

Shen Yuhan was slightly stunned, and said very stiffly: "Oh, I have something else to do, I'll leave first."

Are there still emperors in modern society? I haven’t heard of them in the news broadcast!

No matter what, he didn't want to chat with the other party any more. He quickly walked to his car, got in, and left quickly.

Huang Shang didn't mind his cold attitude and turned around to send a message in the WeChat group.

-Brothers, I met that big idiot Shen Yuhan!

-Fuck, where are you? We want to avenge Zhe!

-In my dad's calligraphy studio.

Ten minutes later, the driver dropped Shen Yuhan off at Shan Qihuan's company. Shan Qihuan just came downstairs and got into the car directly. Then he saw Shen Yuhan with his shoulders drooping.

Very good, what he needed was a mental shock from the training course. The effect is obvious, he is very satisfied and may consider renewing his membership for another year.

Shen Yuhan was in a bad mood at first sight, and she called him softly, "Husband."

Shan Qihuan, who was very satisfied a second ago, immediately softened his tone and asked him, "Why, did the teacher scold you?"

Shen Yuhan shook his head: "No." Then he whispered, "I met the emperor."

Shan Qihuan: “…”

Only half a day of class has made people stupid? He is still the emperor.