Even though he was leaving, Huang Xuan still lived in the Wang family's mansion after all. Even he himself couldn't explain why he didn't find another place in Chang'an City. He didn't know whether it was because of the trouble of staying in a hotel or something else.
After drinking some wine, Huang Xuan lay on the bed with sleepy eyes, but he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. As the night got darker, he finally turned up the quilt and whispered: "Lorraine, what kind of person do you think I am?"
"I'm not good at judging people."
Huang Xuan sneered: "You already know the word 'bad', what else can't you do? You just talk about what kind of person I am, and I won't blame you."
It seems that he also knows that Lorraine's evaluation will not be very good.
Since he said this, Lorraine said succinctly: "Dandy boy."
Huang Xuan hugged the quilt and sat solemnly. Although he had known that he would make such a comment, it was still a bit unnatural. He hummed twice as if swallowing, and said to himself: "My study is not as good as that of Wei Mujian, but it is much better than that of Liu Penggang and Monkey, and my foreign language is much better than them, and I can speak three languages." ..." Huang Xuan couldn't continue talking. His family knew his own affairs, let alone studying. Even if it was a simple foreign language study for him, he had never read it since he left Brazil. As a teenager, His emotions were forgotten, his admiration for Galadia was no longer so strong, and his motivation to study naturally dropped to a freezing point.
"Then you said, I don't have any, I mean, any advantages?" Huang Xuan was even a little embarrassed when he said this, but except Lorraine, the guardian who almost shared the secret with him, he had no one to talk to. . My mother is very busy at work, and now she has no time to talk to her. Needless to say, my father. It's just that he doesn't usually think about such questions. "How about myself" is often a philosophical proposition that only those who are extremely bored and those who are extremely stimulated will discuss it.
As for Huang Xuan, it looks like the latter.
When he was young, Lorraine said slowly: "Everyone has advantages, and of course you are no exception. You are very filial. You witnessed the failure of the high-level traveler Guy, and you knew that it was dangerous to go to the outer plane. Because grandpa, you still ignored Dangerous; you are also very trustworthy, unlike many travelers who like to rob when leaving; you know how to speak carefully, know when to step forward, and will pay attention in times of crisis; you will also protect the weak, Protect your younger brothers and sisters, and don't retreat just because your cousins are more numerous and powerful..."
"Okay, okay." Huang Xuan finally knew that asking Lorraine for evaluation was a mistake. He was simply interfering with himself according to the prepared template. He thought privately that the reason for not looting was because the profit from looting was too small. I look down on myself; I don’t retreat because there is no retreat; I protect my younger brothers and sisters just because the three bedrooms and four bedrooms are one...
The more Huang Xuan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He couldn't help but lift up the quilt and left the room.
In fact, as a 16-year-old boy, although Huang Xuan did not do the best, he was definitely better than most people. There are many children of the official family, but not everyone can talk to Edsel and Sloan; another person, with the same family background, may not be able to handle the relationship with Lorraine. Arrogance is the same as belittlement. , will lose contact with the base guardian; starting from the very beginning, when Lorraine threw Huang Xuan into the small town in 1969, the 15-year-old boy was not in endless panic, but tried his best to do everything for himself Preparing for the worst, I exchanged my best for a set of stamps. Even if I couldn't go home, I wouldn't be deprived of food and clothing. Going deeper, Lorraine was able to choose Huang Xuan instead of throwing him back to P11 and leave him alone, maybe because he valued his adaptability at that time.
However, Lorraine is a good base guardian, but not a good home nurse. He cannot understand Huang Xuan's needs, nor can he comfort Huang Xuan's mood at the moment. He even does not understand why Huang Xuan suddenly changed. of introspection.
As for Huang Xuan, he was just walking on the grass with one foot high and one foot low. His heart was in chaos. He had nothing to think about and couldn't think of anything... Now, although he has had some experience, he still inevitably has some common problems among teenagers. , such as a little rebellion, some lack of self-confidence, coupled with an insufficient understanding of the world presented in front of them, just like what most people experienced in middle school. Occasionally, when they are thinking randomly, they will suddenly feel guilty, or maybe Some grievances, or short-term regrets. The appearance of Diao Chan made Huang Xuan's emotions unnaturally expand.
Unknowingly, we arrived at the "Peony Pavilion" again.
Huang Xuan rubbed the rough book cover of the tree beside the pavilion and sighed unconsciously, but he heard someone inside said softly: "But Mr. Huang."
It was the culprit who kept Huang Xuan sleepless all night. He stopped suddenly, stared at the pool in the dark night, and said, "How did you know it was me?" After that, he added: "You can call me Huang Xuan, or Young Master. That’s fine, I can’t stand listening to Mr. Huang.”
"Okay." Diao Chan replied with a smile: "Because there are only Mr. Situ and his wife in the pavilion on weekdays, and there are concubines coming and going, and as far as I know, the only people who dare to ignore the rules in the mansion are Mr. Huang and Mr. Just a noble servant."
"Then how did you know it was me?" Huang Xuan felt his mood suddenly lighten up as he spoke.
"It's just because the young master is relatively light."
Diao Chan spoke with a slight smile, which made Huang Xuan's heart soften. When he thought about it carefully, he said that Dian Wei was too heavy, and he couldn't help laughing.
This smile made Huang Xuan's mood suddenly improve. He looked at the Diao Chan in the shadow of the flowers in the pavilion, and his clothes fluttering in the gaps between the curling trees, as gentle and beautiful as the waves in the lake.
Huang Xuan looked at himself again, and the thick shirt he put on always swayed uncontrollably, as if it indicated that he was out of touch with this era. If there is no base, it can be said that there is no idea, and the hands can only tie the chicken. He said a little ashamed: "Miss Diao Chan, did you like today's "Luo Shen Fu"?"
"This is the most beautiful poem I have ever heard." In the shadow, Diao Chan gave a gentle bow, but Huang Xuan smiled bitterly and whispered: "It is also the most beautiful poem I have ever heard. After that, I thought in my mind: This is the only one I can memorize.
Listening to the frogs in the lotus pond and the soft whispers of Diao Chan, Huang Xuan suddenly felt peaceful in his heart, just like the tranquility of staying in a small room with his parents in stormy weather. He took a deep breath and plucked up the courage to say, "Actually, that poem was not written by me."
Diao Chan smiled lightly and said, "I know this, but it's very enviable for you to know such a poet."
"I don't know him either." Huang Xuan said angrily: "I just know this poem that none of you know." He said, and then doubted: "Isn't it useless for me to say this?"
"Of course not." Although Diao Chan's face was invisible, Diao Chan's voice always gave people the impression of a charming smile. She said slowly: "For me, it is also very happy to hear such poetry. What's more, in today's troubled times, a young man who is brave and brave will be more beneficial to the country and the people than a scholar."
Although he knew that the so-called bravery was not due to himself, Huang Xuan was still happy. After all, he and Luo Lin were both prosperous and integrated. According to the current base sequence level, level 0 authority is almost all authority. He unconsciously sat on the steps, turned his back to Diao Chan and said, "I am also 16 years old this year, and I am the same size as you, but you understand so much better than me."
Diao Chan walked slowly and easily, placed a copper plate next to Huang Xuan, and said: "This is the water and wine brewed by the house. Sir, please try it. Speaking of understanding, I have been raised by my wife since I was a child. Although I treat her like a daughter, , but she is not the young lady in the mansion, so she naturally has more thoughts than the young master. "
Huang Xuan knew that with Diao Chan's life experience, to have a place in the Wang family's house, he had to be cautious and careful in his words and deeds. Compared with his own life, such an environment would naturally make people much more mature. He smiled apologetically, but remembered that the moonlight was dim and the other party couldn't see him, so he glanced at the wine glass in his hand and said: "I will sing a song for you before entering the bar. Although I did not write it, the person who wrote this poem, He is also a great poet.”
Diao Chan also nodded and said "Okay" quite fondly, and Huang Xuan held the wine glass and chanted: "If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns... I will sing a song with you, please listen to me. listen… "
He sang it three times in succession. At first, Diao Chan didn't seem to be used to such poetry, but later on, she couldn't help but gently echoed it. However, she learned very quickly, and by the last time, she had memorized it correctly. . She liked the line "The morning is like blue silk and the evening is like snow" the most. She sang it repeatedly, and later on, her voice even trembled slightly.
Huang Xuan knew that he felt sorry for himself, and he became even more protective. Half casually, half intentionally, he said cheerfully: "I was unhappy today, but I didn't expect that after talking to you, I became happy." He said this The passage was said in a completely modern way, and without Lorraine's translation, Diao Chan couldn't understand it at all, but knowing that his mood had improved, she responded with a smile. Huang Xuan didn't say much, stood up with a smile and said: "My singing method may be wrong. Alas, after all, I am just a playboy."
Diao Chan still didn't quite understand what she heard, just thinking that Huang Xuan's hometown dialect was spoken, but she understood the word "dandy", pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Young Master Huang, why should you belittle yourself? Although Diao Chan doesn't know what the young master is troubled about, but in the water at noon The people in the pavilion regard tens of thousands of people as nothing. A hero who can defeat thousands of people is comparable to Jing Ke and Li Guang."
Huang Xuan only felt that her voice was lazy, but her voice was gentle and attractive. He stretched out his legs relaxedly, drank wine to warm up and said: "My courage comes from strength, and I My strength is not mine, so do you still think I am a hero?"
Diao Chan smiled and said: "In the past, my lord Liu Bang also came from a humble background. His strategy was not as good as Zhang Liang's, his leadership was not as good as Han Xin's, and his ability was not as good as Xiao He's, but he was convinced by all his ministers. Why? His subordinates were able to use their strength to make people go deep into the three religions and nine streams; their superiors were able to defeat others. I bowed my head, stayed away from Zhang Er, and served Wang Ling as my brother. , I can have a brave man to die for me; if you are not confident, I don’t know who can have such a great talent."
Hearing such a comment, Huang Xuanxiao's mouth almost burst into tears. He felt quite courageous for a moment, and thought to himself: He might be a little inferior when competing with others, but when communicating with others, he does his part. . Think about it, this is also a kind of talent. Who can discuss "killing Dong Zhuo" with Lu Bu and Wang Yun when he first arrived in the Three Kingdoms? If it was a systematically trained traveler like Guy, they must have relied on their advanced weapons and the base as a backing to forcibly kill Dong Zhuo, and maybe even Wang Yun and Lu Bu. If so, let's not mention the energy consumed. To some extent, just wanting to get items such as classics will take more energy, and even if you get them, you won't be able to make ends meet. If these so-called advanced travelers could pay more attention to the time and space they disdain, and communicate more with ordinary people they disdain, Guy would not be locked up in jail while being pursued by the police.
In comparison, the senior traveler who lost his base was just a super thug, while Huang Xuan, who lost his base, might be able to become a master thug.
Communication always yields more than confrontation.
A group of dark clouds slowly covered the moonlight, and several "plop" sounds were heard in the lotus pond. Huang Xuan took a deep breath and once again felt the fresh air of this era. He smiled and threw the wine cup into the pond and said: "I want to speak. , but you said it the best. Okay, I'm going to go back to sleep now."
Diao Chan bowed again, while Huang Xuan picked up the remaining wine bottles and cups and placed them on a copper plate. While peeking at the slender figure in the hall, he said in a wicked way: "Actually, I also know some capital operations. stuff, and a little bit of management and human resources.”
The beauty blinked her eyes and looked at Huang Xuan with a long smile and returned without knowing why.
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