I rely on learning to dominate the entertainment industry [Ancient wear today]

Looking at Li Xingchen who was walking slowly, and looking at the two big characters of "Ziyu" flamboyantly on the table, Fu Tingshen felt a little at a loss for the first time in his life.

Putting this piece of paper away now, it is a bit self-deprecating.

"Why do you think about practicing calligraphy today..." Sure enough, Li Xingchen had already noticed the abnormality on the desk.

After walking in and seeing the handwriting on the paper clearly, Li Xingchen's voice stopped abruptly.

Tzuyu.

This is his word in his previous life.

It was given by His Majesty.

In the National Teacher's Mansion, except for him, they are all descendants of aristocratic families. Naturally, the elders in the family are worried about the choice of characters when they are weak.

But he is an orphan, and the only one who can be called an elder is the master.

Master is also careless and never asks about these small details.

When he became the national teacher later, everyone in Nanyuan Kingdom called him "Master" regardless of his official position. He was cold-hearted and had no close people. No one asked about his name.

Or after getting acquainted with the prince later, His Highness once asked:

"People who are close to each other are commensurate with Biaozi, and you don't know the Biaozi of the national teacher?"

"No." The national teacher threw out these two words without even thinking about it.

"No?" The prince was slightly surprised for a while, and soon his expression returned to normal, "Although the characters are usually bestowed by the elders, if the national teacher doesn't dislike it, I will entrust the elder today to get a character for the national teacher. how?"

"It's up to you." You may have thought about this thing when you were weak, but it was already a dispensable thing for the national teacher at that time.

But the prince's words still caused a rippling in the heart of the national teacher.

"Master Mo Ruyu, Dudao Guoshi, let's take the word Ziyu over there. Yu is also beautiful jade." The prince only pondered for a while, and then said the word he had thought of.

Then I did not forget to ask for credit from the national teacher:

"Why does the national teacher think?"

"But, His Highness is bothering you." The national teacher's expression was calm, as if he didn't care.

But if you observe carefully, you can see that Mr. Guo Shi, who used to read books very quickly, has not turned a page of the book in his hand for a long time.

From then on, the prince would call the national teacher "Ziyu" when he was interested. Later, this word even became a love interest between the two.

And this word, throughout his life, only the prince had called him like this.

Now that this word appears on Fu Tingshen's desk, does that mean that Fu Tingshen has completely remembered it?

Before Li Xingchen could ask, Fu Tingshen took a step ahead:

"I just happened to be free today, so I wrote it casually. I remember you said that you wrote the two words in the opening title of "Mountain and River"?"

The look in Li Xingchen's eyes made Fu Tingshen more sure of the guess in his heart.

Now that it has been seen, then simply open the skylight and speak out.

"I wrote it, and I will do what you wrote." Li Xingchen and Fu Tingshen had the same thought, and nodded their heads simply.

Raising his hand, he took the writing brush on the side, walked to Fu Tingshen's side, and looked at the blank space of the paper, moved his wrist slightly, and after a while, another "Ziyu" appeared on the paper.

Different from the word "Shanhe", the two characters written by Li Xingchen are domineering and restrained, and the ups and downs of the strokes are no different from the original "Ziyu" on the paper.

If you don't look carefully, it's hard to find that it's made by two people.

"I think these two words of mine can be completely false, comparable to what you wrote, what do you think?" Li Xingchen raised his head and looked at the man standing beside him.

This sentence happened to be the comment that His Majesty said when he "became a teacher" in his previous life.

"It is indeed possible to confuse the real with the fake. When you look back, you will be framed and hung in this office." Fu Ting lowered his eyes deeply, and his eyes darkened when he met Li Xingchen's gaze.

"There's no need to be so exaggerated?" Li Xingchen raised his eyebrows, recalling the scene in his memory.

"How can it be said to be an exaggeration? This is Ziyu's masterpiece." Fu Ting bowed his head deeply, and whispered in Li Xingchen's ear.

"You remember it all?" The exact conversation with the memory made Li Xingchen confirm the thoughts in his heart.

Although he was asking, his tone was extremely firm.

"If you're talking about the extra memories in my mind," Fu Tingshen admitted generously, "that's it."

It's just that he still has doubts about Li Xingchen's "remembering".

Generally, only when you forget, can you say "remember".

Fu Tingshen is very clear that in the past 28 years, his memory has not lost anything. Even if there is a loss, it is impossible to lose a memory of being an ancient person.

"That was our previous life." Li Xingchen naturally heard the implication of Fu Tingshen's words, and explained softly.

past life.

Fu Tingshen suddenly had a sense of understanding in his heart. If it was the previous life, then some explanations that he felt helpless seemed to be able to make sense.

"When did you remember it?" Li Xingchen didn't ask if he also had memories of his previous life, because it was very obvious.

"Last year, September." Li Xingchen paused, and then spit out a specific date.

That was his first day in China.

"It was that day..." Fu Ting murmured deeply.

For that day, Fu Tingshen's memory is also clear.

It was his first time that Li Xingchen's face appeared in the dream, although after he woke up, he didn't remember the scene in the dream.

"How did you remember it?" Fu Tingshen intuitively felt that the way Li Xingchen had memories was different from him.

"Zhou Qiang sent me to Wang Chongye's room, probably because he hit hard and irritated his nerves, and he remembered it after he fell into a coma." Li Xingchen lowered his eyes and chose a relatively acceptable statement.

After all, the resurrection of the soul by borrowing a corpse sounds a little scary.

"What about you? You probably didn't remember it all at once, right?" Li Xingchen moved his head and asked the man lying on his back with his chin resting on his neck.

"How do you know?" A trace of astonishment appeared on Fu Tingshen's face. Did he show his vest somewhere?

"Study." Li Xingchen only said two words.

But just two words are enough to bring back Fu Tingshen's memories.

The little slips of paper you hold between books, those paintings in the bookcase...

No wonder some time ago, the little guy always liked to nest in the study, and would ask him which book he read when and from time to time.

"It was only recently that I thought of all the memories." Afraid that Li Xingchen might misunderstand, Fu Tingshen quickly explained.

The notes and paintings in the study have not been around for a short time.

"I know." Li Xingchen turned his head and rubbed Fu Tingshen's face, like a cat acting coquettishly towards its master.

If you said that you still felt a little doubtful in your heart before, but after seeing the man's transformation in the past few days, Li Xingchen knew that maybe he could only see some small fragments of his previous dreams.

After all, the current man is getting closer to the former His Majesty.

Although the Fu family was born rich and noble, Fu Tingshen still received the human rights education that everyone is equal since he was a child. Therefore, compared with His Majesty, Fu Qiye always lacks the majesty of the emperor.

But now, the aura that belongs only to the Son of Heaven seems to have returned to Fu Qiye.

"You should have told me earlier." Feeling Li Xingchen's movements, Fu Tingshen's voice gradually became hoarse.

After confirming that the memories of Nanyuan High School belonged to his and the little guy's past lives, Fu Tingshen felt a little distressed in his heart.

Because he regained the memory of his previous life, Fu Tingshen could better understand the feelings of the national teacher for him.

He couldn't imagine, if he couldn't remember it for the rest of his life, if he didn't accept the little guy's confession at the beginning, where would the love in the little guy's heart go.

"Actually, it doesn't matter, I already have you." Li Xingchen didn't think it was necessary for Fu Tingshen to recall all kinds of past lives.

As long as he and Fu Tingshen are still together, that's enough.

Yes, they're already together, it's just—

"If you had said it earlier, I wouldn't..." Fu Tingshen continued to whisper.

But in the middle of speaking, as if thinking of something, he hurriedly shut up.

"Nothing?" Li Xingchen asked subconsciously. After opening his heart, why did the little uncle become so weird?

"Hmm... take it easy..."

He didn't wait for the little uncle's answer, but was bitten hard on the lip instead.

Looking up, you can see the man's eyes shining with wolf light.

won't what?

Fu Ting was thinking fiercely in his heart.

Naturally, she won't eat her own dry vinegar again!

Thinking of this, the movements of Fu Qiye's hands became more and more fierce.

So Master Guo Shi, who just worked hard last night, is now forced to open again, and unlocked the latest business location——

office.

After struggling for a while to no avail, he could only let the man do whatever he wanted, and finally turned into a puddle of spring water.

It seems that a man's voice can still be heard during the period, for example——

"I wanted to try it in the imperial study before, but it never came true, and now I have made up for it."

"Why don't you call me Husband now? Quickly call me Husband, of course, Husband is also fine!"

"Your youthfulness now makes me feel like I'm back to the time when we were first together, but it's not a pleasant feeling."

"Tell me, do you like me now, or like me before?"

……

It is also the master of the National Teacher who is soft-handed, otherwise he will have a Foshan Wuying foot and tell Fu Qiye why the flowers are so popular!

I don't know how long it took, but Fu Qiye, who was full of food and drink, finally let the poor Master Guoshi go.

"If I had known that this dog man would look like a dog after recovering his memory, it would be better if he couldn't remember it for the rest of his life!" This was the last thought of Master Guoshi before he fell into a coma.

By the time Li Xingchen opened his eyes, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

His body is clean and fresh, and he can tell at a glance that the dog man still maintains the last little conscience of being a human being, and he helped tidy up.

There were two insulated boxes on the bedside table next to it, which contained Li Xingchen's favorite dishes, and the national teacher was not polite, so he pulled the food into his stomach.

After filling his stomach, he was able to open the closet beside him in time. At this moment, Li Xingchen realized that there was no clothes for this dog man in the rest room.

Master Guoshi requisitioned Fu Qiye's clothes very domineeringly.

With a height of 1.8 meters, although there is not much difference in height from Fu Qiye's, his figure is much slimmer, so Fu Tingshen's clothes are still a bit too big for Li Xingchen.

But it's not impossible to watch at all. After finishing his clothes, Li Xingchen decided to make a three-pronged agreement with the dog man outside the door.

Dang even opened the door of the lounge:

"Fu Tingshen, I'm telling you today, you have to dare to..."

Halfway through the talk, I realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere. When I raised my eyes, I met a pair, two pairs, three pairs, I don’t know how many pairs... or surprised or surprised, or accidental or gossiping eyes.