The singer of the entertainment circle is not a human being

In fact, Shen Moyan is talented and quick-witted, and he is quick at reading and learning poetry. He often writes down everything Xue Shaoqing has taught him, and happily asks men to praise him.

Xue Shaoqing stood with his elbows on the tea table and supported his head with his fists, raised his legs and stared silently at the young man's delicate face. He wanted to smile freely, but he couldn't stop his heart pounding.

He is so eccentric, even when he recites his words, he has to be clever and sweet, the young man smiles like a crown jade, and finally breaks the peace in the man's heart.

It is often heard that three or four prostitutes are raised in the aristocratic mansion for fun, and the actresses in the theater are ranked as "cheap". In addition to dressing up as women to show their heads and performing arts, the most popular thing in the market is nothing more than the night "party" Kneel on your knees.

Xue Shaoqing didn't want it, the precious tender flesh in his hands, he didn't want the young man to keep it against his will, and he didn't want to be ruined by others.

He closed his eyes and smiled. When he opened his eyes, Mo Yan had already finished reciting the words and his smile was waiting for his praise: "That's great, I should reward you. Whatever you want, just say it."

"Then why don't you reward me for watching the stars today." The young man trotted towards him, begging with joy.

"Is there anything special today? Why do you want to see the stars?" Xue Shaoqing asked with a smile.

Shen Moyan squatted beside the man, put his head on his lap coquettishly and said coquettishly: "I heard from the class leader that comets can be seen on the lawn on the outskirts of the city in midsummer. Mo Yanchang has never seen such a rare thing. The good young master may agree. me?"

Xue Shaoqing scratched the boy's nose with a smile, although he looked tall, but the villain in his arms was a child at heart: "We will start on horseback after dinner, we can't blame you for being naughty."

"Thank you, young master!" Mo Yan raised his head and smiled at the man overjoyed.

"However, study can't be neglected." Xue Shaoqing patted the young man's head, stood up alone and walked towards the desk, picking up a pen and flying in the platinum rice paper.

"What night is this evening, when the boat is in the middle of the boat,

When will I be in the same boat with the prince today?

Humiliated and shamed by good people.

I was so annoyed that I learned about the prince.

There are wood in the mountains and branches in the wood,

Your heart pleases you, you don’t know”

The tip of the pen settled down, and the boy also walked to the side and asked, "What is this?"

"Yue Ren Song." Xue Shaoqing replied softly.

"Is there any deep meaning?" Shen Moyan asked doubtfully.

The man raised his eyebrows and meditated on Xiaohui, and said in a deep voice: "The Yueren Song is one of the sources of the "Chu Songs". The words and sentences say that an ordinary commoner loves the prince, but he is too shy to let the prince know."

"Admiration? Then why didn't you tell the prince?" Shen Moyan asked innocently, tilting his head.

"There are some things that others should not know, and they dare not let others know. No matter how many times I think about it, I am destined to rot in my stomach." He was stunned, his voice seemed to be sighing, echoing in the room.

Shen Moyan frowned as if he was trying to understand, his two beautiful willow eyebrows were squeezed together, he pursed his lips, looked up at the man and murmured carefully: "Then...young master, do you have such a person..."

Mu Ran was a little nervous in her heart, Xue Shaoqing turned her back and responded calmly: "Of course there are."

He seemed to feel that there were too many words, so he turned around and walked to the tea table, knocking on the table with his hands uncomfortably: "I will learn this song today, you should be familiar with it."

As if trying to hide his flustered face, he didn't dare to look back at the young man, there was a little silence in the air, he turned his back so he couldn't see, Shen Moyan raised his sleeves and stroked the words on the paper, and finally stopped in a line, blushing.

"There are trees in the mountains, and there are branches in the trees, and the heart is pleasing to the king, and the king doesn't know..."

The two of them had dinner in Xue's mansion. According to the rules, they were not allowed to enter the main hall due to their humble status. Xue Shaoqing sent someone to greet the main courtyard, and ate with Mo Yan in the side hall of the other courtyard.

After a short rest, he went to pick up a good horse from the stable. The young man has a light body and has been practicing horses and horses all year round. He is full of confidence, but he has only ridden three times but he has already done well.His black silk hair fluttered with the horse's hooves, and his handsome face was filled with a warm smile like the wind. He fell to the ground and galloped in sync with the horse. He couldn't wait to go through the noisy market and head towards the outskirts of the city.

Xue Shaoqing shook her head and laughed at the naughty little thing, she followed behind without getting angry, she was afraid that the boy would accidentally fall to the beast's feet and hurt herself, she never dared to leave the boy even an inch.

When we arrived at the lawn, the afterglow of the sun had already disappeared on the top of the mountain, and the stars in the night sky had just sprinkled around the bright moon.

Shen Moyan was a little excited. He jumped off his horse and ran to the middle of the lawn. The evening wind blew the clouds and brushed the ends of the young man's hair. His eyes were dimly stained with mist. After staring for a long time, he turned his head and smiled at the man.

Xue Shaoqing stood still in the distance, staring at the young man's eyes through the vast green bushes, seemed to be dazed, the corners of his lips curled up in joy, he twirled a white flower and walked slowly in front of him, curled up the thin hair on the young man's forehead Flowers are inserted into the temples.

"Sinking fish and falling geese and birds are startling, shameful flowers are closed and moonflowers are trembling with sorrow." The man stroked the side of his face and recited a poem.

Shen Moyan's fair skin gradually turned crimson. He lowered his head and dared not move. After being shy for a long time, he complained softly, "Nonsense." His tone couldn't stop being joyful.

The man rubbed the boy's broken hair, no longer explained, but put his arms around his shoulders and sat in the grass: "Will there be a comet tonight?"

"It doesn't matter." Shen Moyan squinted his eyes and leaned his head into Xue Shaoqing's chest with a smile, "Master, it doesn't matter if you are here or not."

"Fool, didn't you just come here to see Qi Qi?" The man helplessly patted the back of the young man's hand, asking puzzledly.

Shen Moyan said "hee hee" twice, took Xue Shaoqing's arm and said, "Master, with you here, Mo Yan will be happy in whatever he does."

The man didn't speak, just smiled lightly and played with the boy's palm.

"Master," there was a moment of silence, the little man seemed to have flashed something in his mind, and suddenly his face turned red: "The audience in the Litang Garden said...the one who said Mo Yan was the master..." He paused, and then Hastily said: "It's...that's my friend..."

Before he finished speaking, he was too shy to raise his head, rubbed his fingers at the corner of his clothes, and asked cautiously: "Actually...I don't really understand...But Lord...Do you think I am your one?" ah...."

The intersecting palms separated, Xue Shaoqing closed his eyes, sighed inaudibly, pushed the young man away and stood up on his own. He didn't want to look at Shen Moyan, and bent down to brush the weeds in order to quell the distracting thoughts in his mind.

"I'm a guest, you are a horn, we two should just have a clear conscience, don't pay attention to other people's lies."

"It's windy, I'll take you back to Litang Garden."

When the words fell to the ground, it was like a hammer suddenly waking up the boy's dream. Before he had time to think about what a man meant, he patted the weeds and wanted to get up in panic, his lips were trembling, and he wanted to say something more.

Shen Moyan took two steps forward, trying to grab the hem of the man's clothes, but accidentally staggered two steps and fell into the haystack again.

Xue Shaoqing had strode away from where she was, her back was gradually blurred in the dark night.

The evening wind was mixed with the damp breath, and Shen Moyan looked down at himself covered in mud, with trembling hands supporting his body.

"Master..."

Before the choked sound could reach my ears, a big teardrop had already fallen into the green bushes and was hidden away. Together with my fingers, I dug deeply into the soil, pinching the skin and flesh.