Her Royal Highness The Princess From A Thousand Years Ago

Shen Yanbing was looking at the phone and didn't notice something was wrong with Her Highness the Princess.

When he looked up again, he saw the man in ancient costume walking towards him, and he frowned slightly to identify him for a few seconds.

Li Mingyue was tense, subconsciously took a step back, and bumped into Shen Yanbing.

"What?" Shen Yanbing looked down at her, couldn't hold back his hand, and stroked her head like a child, her red hair tied down tightly in knots.

Li Mingyue tilted her head, her face was dark and unclear.

The next moment, she heard that familiar voice, but what she said surprised her——

"Teacher Shen!"

She raised her head unnaturally, and the man in green shirt was looking at Shen Yanbing, "I didn't expect to meet you here."

Shen Yanbing was also a little surprised, and smiled: "I almost don't recognize you with your outfit."

The boy's name is Sheng Zhuo, he is a student in Shen Yanbing's class, and he is also the student leader of the project she supervises.

"Are you going out to play with your friends too?" Sheng Zhuo had a handsome face, and when he smiled, his peach eyes were charming and very pleasing.

He looked at Li Mingyue beside him.

Shen Yanbing didn't like this much, so he naturally replied, "Yes."

He didn't introduce Limingyue's plan to him.

Sheng Zhuo has always been eye-catching, but this time he couldn't help but look at each other again and again, and the two looked at each other again——

"Hi, my name is Limingyue, Liming of Liming, Mingyue of Mingyue in the sky."

Li Mingyue took the initiative to say hello, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Sheng Zhuo was slightly stunned, and quickly replied, "My name is Sheng Zhuo."

Li Mingyue smiled, "Which two words?"

"Add a WeChat account." Sheng Zhuo immediately responded with a bright smile.

"it is good."

Until the two added their contact information and Sheng Zhuo said goodbye and left, Shen Yanbing was still a little surprised.

She quickly thought of what Li Mingyue said earlier, "Someone you know?"

"Hmm." Of course the acquaintance she was talking about was not in this world, Li Mingyue thought about it and explained: "He looks the same as my newlywed son-in-law."

"Consort?" Shen Yanbing frowned, "Exactly the same?"

"In my opinion, yes." Li Mingyue answered rigorously.

Shen Yanbing didn't know what to say, "He is a student of Binda University. I have met him before. He is definitely a modern person."

"I know." Li Mingyue replied, "He's not the one I know."

But she couldn't separate the two so quickly.

"Then why did you add people's WeChat?"

"Curiosity." Li Mingyue chuckled, she walked a few steps faster, put her hands behind her back, turned around to see her walking backwards, her shadow was stretched very long under the street lamp.

In fact, adding WeChat is just adding a column of business cards to the list, and the dialog box has never been clicked on. It didn't take long for Li Mingyue, a busy person, to forget about it.

Life during the holidays was unremarkable, Li Mingyue went to the studio to study as usual, and there was no need for Shen Yanbing to pick her up later, and occasionally students from the studio would accompany her on the way back.

Shen Yanbing stayed at home, flipping through historical works thicker than bricks every day, occasionally showing off his cooking skills, lying flat without guilt.

Her Royal Highness, who is diligent and conscientious, has made rapid progress - she has learned modern pinyin, used her mobile phone more and more skillfully, watched social news more and more frequently, and often chatted with people in the studio.

The two occasionally went downstairs for a walk, climbed Wuhuang Mountain, and after Li Mingyue learned to take pictures, he always took pictures of the scenery outside. When he got home, he picked one by one, and used the montane birds, fish and insects he took as paintings material.

On the day of the ambush, when Li Mingyue came back, she told Shen Yanbing that Teacher Liu Yu suggested that she go to the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts for further studies and not to waste her talent.

After speaking, she also felt that it was a bit difficult to achieve, and added: "I think it is already very good here."

Shen Yanbing didn't nod immediately, but replied after a moment of thought: "Let's talk about it later."

——Of course she knows that the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts is the most suitable place for Li Mingyue's talents, but how to get there and what to do is a big problem. Besides, Li Mingyue is different from ordinary people. The most important thing for her is to learn modern common sense and integrate into society.

There are more and more line drafts at home, calligraphy and Chinese paintings, and a basket is thrown away almost every day. Shen Yanbing often comes to observe, and with her level, she can't see the problem of Her Royal Highness, so she can only knead it into balls half-finished sigh.

"Why don't you practice handwriting anymore?" Li Mingyue asked her during the meal—Shen Yanbing also writes occasionally, and her writing posture can be seen to be well-trained, but her skills are very weak.

The reason is actually very simple, and there is no reason for Li Mingyue to secretly guess, Shen Yanbing replied casually: "It's just not enough love."

"Plus high school was too busy, so it was put on hold slowly."

Li Mingyue lowered her head to eat, and looked up after a few seconds: "It's okay, I know there are many ways out in modern times."

She has gradually been able to understand and accept that in this era, writing with a calligraphy brush is not that important.

When she first realized it, she was quite critical of it, but with the deepening of her studies in other subjects, she gradually let go of the pimples.

After the end of summer, school was about to start, but Shen Yanbing was not in a hurry, and lived like that every day. Ms. Zheng Man and Mr. Shen Tongzhou occasionally took care of her and greeted her, but when it came to academic work, they were extremely perfunctory.

"It's pretty good now." Shen Yanbing typed and sent it. Her new paper has passed the second review, and the probability of being published is very high.

She talked about it and got the unanimous approval of the two.

But what she didn't say is that the complex interpersonal relationships in this field don't have to wait for publication, her name has already spread throughout the liberal arts circle.

——Young and energetic, don't know the rules, eager for quick success.

At this moment, the contacts accumulated in the previous publications tacitly alienated her.

Shen Yanbing didn't care for a long time. Ever since she came into contact with the academic circle as an undergraduate, she was full of disappointment.

She remembered that when she entered school, the professor of history asked the class with a smile, who really filled in history as the first choice, and Shen Yanbing naturally and complacently raised her right hand——most of the students with the same grade as her went to economic law , but she sticks to this simple ideal.

Therefore, transferring to the Faculty of Arts can be said to be the most tangled decision in her life.

At that time, she only wanted to get rid of the haze, but later she realized that it was the same everywhere.

Ms. Zheng Man always said that she was not clear and focused enough, and refused to admit that the current era is no longer the golden age of academics.

——This is a reality for most liberal arts students, but Shen Yanbing doesn't need to care about it.

Zheng Man's reputation is high, and as a daughter, as long as she is not too outrageous, editors of many historical periodicals will give her a little bit of fluff—this is what Shen Yanbing hates the most.

Zheng Man's virtue is well-known, she naturally disdains to fight for her family, but at her level, there are many things that don't need to be said.

That was the time when Shen Yanbing doubted herself the most - she couldn't tell whether those praises were for her or the mother behind her.

It was also at that time that an essay on "historical truth" that she spent a lot of effort on was rejected by the industry's core publications, and was harshly evaluated as "worthless".

In her senior year, despite everyone's opposition, she resolutely went to study modern literature, which was no longer relevant.

——This is her defection from what she once loved.

Li Mingyue once said to her seriously: "You are a very powerful person."

All the people around her who have been in contact with her, including Shen Yanbing herself in the past, think so too - now she can accept her ordinaryness calmly.

Shen Yanbing sat in front of the coffee table, looking at the mailbox with a dull expression.

She challenged authority, making a point in the literary world that was central to her six years ago—albeit with few supporters.

But she doesn't consider it a failure, and she doesn't regret it.

In recent years, she deliberately avoided the discussion of historical research, but still unconsciously wrote short biographies of historical figures. The dawn and the moon fell from the sky. Although she has been suppressing the idea of ​​exploration and excavation, she still can't help but restore that distant era in her heart.

True love is like a flame, even if it is drowned, it can be rekindled silently with just a few sparks.

When Li Mingyue came back, she saw Shen Yanbing who had been smiling.

A dark humor movie is playing on the TV in the living room.

After Li Mingyue changed her shoes, she took off her sun protection jacket and sat beside her.

"Aren't you happy?" she asked.

Shen Yanbing smiled slightly, approached the coffee table, and looked at her with one hand resting on his chin.

Li Mingyue changed the subject, "Ms. Liu said that she would invite me to give calligraphy lessons to the students."

"Oh? She mentioned it?" Shen Yanbing naturally had no doubts about Her Royal Highness's level, but felt that she was wasting her time because she was overqualified.

Li Mingyue picked up a strawberry on the table: "It was mentioned by Panpan, and everyone agreed."

Panpan is Liu Yu's adolescent daughter Liu Panyou.

"This doesn't include Teacher Liu Yu, right?" Shen Yanbing chuckled, Li Mingyue nodded embarrassedly.

"Why do you want to agree?" Li Mingyue looked soft and deceitful, but she was actually a very assertive person, and she would not be confused about priorities.

Li Mingyue looked at her, put her fingertips together, and then closed her palms together, showing a smiling face: "They said they would give me the class fee."

"..." Shen Yanbing laughed, "I thought it was your friendship with them."

Li Mingyue pursed her lips and smiled: "Yes, otherwise I wouldn't do it for any money."

Shen Yanbing didn't pay attention to the movie any more, turned to ask her how much it was, and Her Royal Highness quoted a price - 100 yuan an hour.

It is indeed a very friendly price.

Shen Yanbing didn't stop, "It's fine if you think you can balance well."

"I plan to start tomorrow and go to the studio in the morning." Li Mingyue's previously upsurge suddenly subsided, "The summer vacation is coming to an end, and the studio won't be open often then."

Shen Yanbing was surprised: "Ms. Liu is leaving?"

"He Ye is going to the capital to start school, and Teacher Liu is also going on a business trip."

Li Mingyue has really learned a lot of modern terms now, Shen Yanbing is relieved, and remembers that Binda University is about to start school.

"Binna University also has an Academy of Fine Arts." Shen Yanbing said, after thinking about it, "Although it is not well-known, the studio tools should be enough."

Li Mingyue's eyes sparkled, "Can I go?"

Shen Yanbing glanced at her, and smiled, "Ask for you."

From that day on, Li Mingyue lived a life of going out early and returning late every day. When Shen Yanbing woke up in the morning, the other party had long since disappeared. He occasionally spent lunch at Teacher Liu's house at noon, and adapted very well.

"If you don't come back for lunch, remember to send a message."

Li Mingyue Chick Peck Mi nodded, "I will remember."

Shen Yanbing smiled helplessly. She guessed that Her Royal Highness was probably obsessed with writing and painting, and often forgot the time.

Until the end of the summer vacation, all the children in the studio had been added to Li Mingyue's WeChat account, and the number in her wallet also increased steadily.

"I can buy you a gift next time." Li Mingyue lay on the sofa, hugging the red scarf Aries doll, "Can you teach me how to shop online?"

Shen Yanbing put down the book and laughed: "Yes."

All major accounts of Li Mingyue use Shen Yanbing's real name identity, even the bank card bound to WeChat is no exception.

Shen Yanbing helped her board the shopping website, and Li Mingyue was dazzled by the advertisements and gift packages that popped up, frowning and nodding seriously.

"Don't worry about these." Shen Yanbing helped her delete them one by one, Li Mingyue nodded, and swipe the page.

Then she raised her head and looked at Shen Yanbing in some confusion.

"It may be a bit difficult." Shen Yanbing taught her to add to the shopping cart, fill in the address to pay, "Do you remember the payment password?"

Li Mingyue nodded and announced: "170621."

"...Well, don't forget, and don't tell anyone."

This string of passwords was set by Shen Yanbing when opening WeChat Pay. June 21, [-] was the day Li Mingyue came to the modern world.

"I won't tell others." Of course Li Mingyue is not stupid, "Only you and I know."

Shen Yanbing was a little helpless: "When your identity information is settled, you should change everything, and don't tell me."

Limingyue didn't speak.

"When is your birthday?" Shen Yanbing remembered to ask, "Remember not to use birthday, it's too easy to guess."

"In the year of Xinmao, Renchen month and Dingwei day," Li Mingyue thought about it a long time ago, "There is still a difference with the calendar here. According to the modern Gregorian calendar, it is about April 22."

Shen Yanbing nodded when she heard the words, but did not delve into it, and said with emotion: "By your birthday, you will almost be independent."

Li Mingyue didn't return her, and turned to play the new game Xiao Xiao Le.

The author has something to say: Shen Yanbing in Shen Yanbing's eyes VS Shen Yanbing in the eyes of others

Friend: What you mean by mediocrity is that there are many core papers at a young age, or is it that you can write casually on the sidelines and get a large society to take the initiative to ask for manuscripts?

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 2 in the bubble escape; 1 in Xiaoding's work;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!