Quick time travel is difficult for a scholar

In the past few days, there have been a lot of interesting things in the capital, but the one that attracts the most attention of those literati students is the Yulan Poetry Club. Every year after the Yulan Poetry Club, there are always students who become famous, and that has become their relentless pursuit. But this year, everyone’s eyes They all gathered on one person——Wen Rumo, who was said to have been expelled from the palace after losing a painting competition with her female student Lan Xin Gege, and her reputation plummeted after that.

This time he became the talk of the crowd again. Those who participated in the poetry meeting praised Wen Rumo's miraculous work and were very yearning for it. Those who had not participated in the poetry meeting were also moved by others' descriptions. I yearn for it, but it's a pity that it is a picture of 'destruction' like a flash in the pan when it exists in the world.But it is precisely because of this that it is even more mysterious and rare. Although it can only be described from other people's mouths, it does not hinder everyone's imagination.

The sudden reputation of Wen Rumo is not only among literati, even ordinary people are curious, after all, they have never seen a painting with life.Wen Rumo's home was full of people all of a sudden, and more and more visitors either wanted to see Wen Rumo's paintings, or asked Wen Rumo to accept him as an apprentice, but he refused all of them, and Haoxiang was one of them.

He begged his father to come once, but was rejected by Wen Rumo, and then his father didn't care anymore, but Haoxiang never thought of giving up.He was even a little fortunate that he could still see Mr. Wen anyway, unlike some people who couldn't even see Wen Rumo's face at all, such as his good brother. His elder brother with high eyesight came to visit Mr. Wen, but he was directly rejected by Mr. Wen. When he went back, his face was ashen, and Haoxiang felt a burst of joy, it should be!Let you be proud, if you meet someone who is even more arrogant like Wen Rumo, you deserve to hit a snag.

Hao Xiang suddenly felt happy in his heart, even if he knew that Wen Rumo would not agree later, it couldn't stop his good mood, he carefully dragged the flower pot in his hand more steadily, Hao Xiang quickened his pace, The servants of Wen's family already knew Haoxiang, and when they saw him coming, they ignored him and let him in by himself.

When Haoxiang found Wen Rumo, he was lying in the shade of a tree reading a book. From a distance, he saw the man sitting leisurely, occasionally turning the pages of the book. The shade of the tree cast mottled shadows on his body, causing Haoxiang He couldn't bear to disturb her, so he just quietly stayed aside, but looked at Wen Rumo without blinking.

After being stared at for such a long time, Wen Rumo is not a dead person. Sure enough, when he saw that silly boy standing not far from him with a flowerpot in his arms, Wen Rumo sighed, and buckled the book with his backhand. On the low table, seeing that man Hao Xiang slowly approaching, with some faint scratches on his hands holding the flower pot, Wen Rumo looked into those clear phoenix eyes, "You are so persistent, you have to do it!" My apprentice!" There was a hint of frustration and compromise in his tone.

Hao Xiang was overjoyed, and quickly nodded to Wen Rumo, "I will definitely study hard, and I won't let you down! Really, although I didn't do things seriously in the past, it was because I wasn't interested. I came to look for you very seriously..."

"Go back and pack up your things and move them here!" Wen Rumo interrupted Hao Xiang's chatter, he had listened enough these days, there was really nothing new, forget it, since he was so persistent and insisted on being his apprentice, Then take it as a good thing, and just use this as an excuse to let him move here to cultivate a good relationship. Wen Rumo thought of the news about Haoxiang that he had inquired about in the past few days, and his heart ached for a while. What kind of fate is this person? He had never seen him live a comfortable life. Instead of suffering in the palace, he might as well move here.

"What are you doing stupidly, you don't want to!" Wen Rumo looked at him with a half-smile and blinked at him, then blinked again, feeling itchy for a while, what a little bastard.Then his eyes fell on his hand that was still holding the flower pot, and he felt a little distressed.

"Come with me!" After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the study.

It wasn't until the person in front of him had walked more than ten steps away that Haoxiang realized that he agreed to accept him as a disciple, and even let him move here too. The happiness came so suddenly, Haoxiang was a little unbelievable, Haoxiang Xiang is a concubine, and his status in the family was not high since he was a child, so he is not a person who does not know how to read people's faces. He can feel that Wen Rumo treats him differently from others. This is because he rejects himself, but he can still When he went to his house every day, he could see that others couldn't even enter the door, so he had some confidence in himself, but he didn't expect that the person who was very determined a few days ago would agree to it like this.

Even he himself couldn't believe it, and he was even more convinced that Mr. Wen treated him differently. He lowered his head and looked at his bruised hands, and Hao Xiang was secretly happy. The one that worked was never met before, not even his own mother. Mr. Wen felt sorry for himself, and Hao Xiang only had this thought in his mind, and then he laughed at himself, maybe it's just that he has a kind heart!He thought a little uncertainly.Seeing that Wen Rumo's figure was about to disappear, Hao Xiang hurriedly shook off the thoughts in his head, and followed with strides.

When he went in, Wen Rumo had already sat down at the table with a few bottles on it. Seeing Mr. Wen's gesture for him, Hao Xiang obediently sat down beside him, and then , was pulled by Wen Rumo, Hao Xiang looked at the man carefully holding his bruised hand, lowered his head to help himself apply the medicine, obviously his face was still indifferent as usual, but Hao Xiang felt that At this moment, Mr. Wen is very gentle!

Haoxiang's heartbeat was a little fast, and the temperature of Mr. Wen's palm came from the back of his hand, which made him feel as if he was on fire. He thought, his feeling was not wrong, Mr. Wen treated him very unusually, just such an arrogant one in the rumor Why do people look at themselves differently.

Feeling his hand was gently pinched by someone, Haoxiang came back to his senses, his hand was already well-medicated, the man was frowning at him, he slowly retracted his hand When I came back, I was just a little disappointed in my heart.

"Don't go again in the future, you are really sincere, you really went to the mountain to dig epiphyllum! Have you eaten yet?"

"Well, I've eaten!" It's just that as soon as he said this, there was a gurgling sound in his stomach, and he couldn't wait to go out early in the morning, wanting him to see if he found it, how could he care about eating.

Wen Rumo looked at Hao Xiang whose head was about to be buried in his chest with a funny face, and gently patted his head, "Your stomach is much more honest than you, wait for me to find you something to eat! "

Wen Rumo's words made Haoxiang want to find a crack in the ground to sneak in. What's embarrassing is that he had never done it before. He hung around with Duolong all day long. Haoxiang thought that his skin was already thicker than the city wall, but In front of this person, he really didn't want to be ashamed, so he patted his hot cheek with some annoyance. After all, he is a person who has seen the world, why is he still like a woman? Haoxiang spurned him in his heart, but he straightened his back , now I have time to look at Wen Rumo's study.

It wasn't the first time he came in, but he rarely had the opportunity to take a closer look. It seemed that as long as Wen Rumo was around, his energy would be devoted to dealing with Wen Rumo, so he wouldn't be in the mood to observe others.The study room is very large. What surprised Haoxiang was that there were not many paintings here. Instead, various books took up more than half of the study room. However, there were a lot of paintings in the corner. He was not interested in books, but Wen Ru Mo's painting is very much looking forward to, after all, the scene he saw last time is still unforgettable to him.

Picking up a painting, he was about to open it, but he was a little hesitant, whether it would make Wen Rumo feel impolite, but he was really itchy, or I would take a sneak peek, and then put it back, Haoxiang thought a little unsteadily, but his hand has already untied the red rope tied on the painting.

Unfolding the painting carefully, Haoxiang couldn't help being full of anticipation. His eyes had both the excitement of seeing the painting and the thrill of sneaking around. It was only when the painting was fully unfolded that Haoxiang felt his head go crazy. , the whole person was full of blood, and when his hands were unstable, the painting fell to the ground, but Haoxiang stared at the ground with a dull gaze as if he was stimulated. He would never have thought that Mr. Wen would be such a vile and shameless person. man.

How could he, how could he... Haoxiang's heart was heavy, as if he had been punched by someone, and he crouched on the ground with his head in his arms.

Haoxiang never imagined that the person he respected from the bottom of his heart turned out to be such a person. He still couldn’t believe it. Maybe it was not his painting, but a gift from a friend. himself, but his mind was still a little stuffy, and there were bursts of sourness, which made him unable to swallow or spit it out.

He couldn't help unraveling another painting, this time it seemed that he was mentally prepared, Haoxiang didn't throw the painting out, but looked at it carefully, his face turned redder, and there was a burst of strangeness in his heart , He untied a few more paintings, his hands trembling uncontrollably, he felt angry at being fooled, and more of an inexplicable feeling, at this moment he also forgot that he was peeking Other people's things, after reading all the paintings one by one, Haoxiang let out a sigh of relief, his mind was in chaos.

It was only then that he remembered that he was in Wen Rumo's study, and he was in a hurry to put away the paintings, but when he looked up, he saw a man who had come back at some time, standing at the door and looking at him with a half-smile, Hao Xiang, who was furious at first, was a little guilty, but after thinking about it, now that he has the handle in his hands, why should he be afraid of him.

Haoxiang raised his head, straightened his chest, and put on a cold face. Since he discovered Wen Rumo's secret just now, his respect for him suddenly disappeared, as if a person who was originally high above was dragged off the altar. He told himself in his heart that the person in front of him was just a hypocrite with a dirty mind and a good face, why should he be afraid of him.

Wen Rumo watched the man struggling, raised his head and smiled like a little rooster, put the food box in his hand on the table, looked down at the messy paintings thrown on the ground, "You don't want to Treat yourself as an outsider!"

Haoxiang listened to this and blamed himself for not touching his precious painting. Haoxiang narrowed his Danfeng eyes dangerously. If he was not curious, he would not have discovered his true face, "You are guilty!"

"Hehe!" Wen Rumo smiled heartily, looked at the arrogant little guy in front of him, shook his head, and asked, "Why should I be guilty?"