Her Royal Highness The Princess From A Thousand Years Ago

The freshmen of Bincheng University entered at the end of August, and the formal classes began after two weeks of military training. Shen Yanbingyuan thought that he would be free until the beginning of September, but unexpectedly, two days before the formal enrollment, he temporarily took over the freshman class.

"The old professor who was originally assigned can't take care of him this year. Didn't Mr. Shen publish several papers one after another, so there must be no problem with the studies of the freshmen."

Shen Yanbing listened to the constant exclamation and encouragement coming from the phone, and interrupted the other party with the word "good".

She thanked her and hung up the phone.

Zhou Ying was indignant after knowing this, and the WeChat messages followed one after another, and finally condensed into one sentence: "Didn't this mean to torment you?"

"What else can I do?" Shen Yanbing added the freshmen group and the counselor's WeChat, and opened the file that was just sent.

The person who called her just now was not someone from the administration office, but a teacher from the Faculty of Arts and her same level—they spoke in a very weird way.

Zhou Ying sent another message: "That professor said a long time ago that he would not take it with him, and he only informed you today. It was clearly on purpose!"

"And why did I just throw it to you? I'm also a graduate of Peking University, so why am I not worthy?" Zhou Ying complained, "This ruined college has no tolerance at all. It will be a pill sooner or later."

Shen Yanbing knew that this matter was inseparable from his thesis, so he sighed inwardly—the days of paddling are coming to an end.

Li Mingyue didn't know what happened, what was visible to the naked eye was that Shen Yanbing replied to messages more and more frequently.

This morning, Li Mingyue got up early as usual, and soon saw Shen Yanbing leaving the bedroom.

"Do you want breakfast?" Her Royal Highness skillfully preheated the frozen osmanthus cake in the refrigerator, and when she saw that she was about to wash up, she took a few more cakes.

"It's three yuan." Shen Yanbing was still a little sleepy, after washing up, he poured himself a glass of iced milk and sat down.

Li Mingyue is not used to milk, and used to drink hot soy milk when she was at home in the morning.

"I'm going to school later." Shen Yanbing got a headache when he mentioned this matter, "I'm not at home at noon, can you have dinner with Teacher Liu these days?"

"Yes, Teacher Liu often keeps me." Li Mingyue readily agreed, but did not forget to ask, "Then can you pick me up at night?"

Shen Yanbing smiled relaxedly, "Yes, but the time is uncertain."

The orientation process is the same every year, mostly relying on the student organization, in addition to counselors and counselor assistants, in fact, Shen Yanbing has nothing to do with it.

But she was going to check in, show her face, and take care of her new classmates.

Now that she has taken on the task, Shen Yanbing will definitely not shirk it, and must try her best to do her best.

The studio didn't open until nine o'clock, Shen Yanbing went out earlier than Li Mingyue, "Remember to close the door."

Li Mingyue nodded, sat at the desk and watched the news, and after Shen Yanbing left, she checked the university admission information with her mobile phone.

It was much more lively than she had imagined, and everyone looked hopeful.

She showed a smile, a little envious.

Ben Thanh University is not far from the city center. The newly built building is full of science and technology, and even the design of the Faculty of Arts is full of modern elements.

Shen Yanbing first went to the office building of the Faculty of Arts. When passing by, he saw a scattered line in the lobby downstairs—the freshmen who came to hand in files and register.

The sophomore who was distributing school badges in front saw her and greeted her in surprise, "Hello, Teacher Shen!"

Many students turned their heads one after another—chiffon shirt and slacks, tall, fair-skinned, and elegant-faced, they had an elegant temperament when they walked over.

Shen Yanbing nodded with a smile, "Are you here so early? Thanks to everyone."

"No, you came early too." The student smiled cautiously, and when he went upstairs and walked away, he sighed to the freshmen in front of him, "You are so lucky..."

The eyes of the freshman who received the school badge were still wandering on the stairs, and someone next to him immediately asked, "Why did sister say that?"

"See, the teacher Shen Yanbing just now is your class teacher."

Only then did the freshmen match up with the teachers in the same group, exclaimed, and spread the news from ten to ten, and soon everyone knew the news, and the amazing snapshot of the teacher passing by just now was also in the student group Spread the word.

Naturally, Shen Yanbing couldn't think of all this, and went up to the second floor to find this year's counselor.

"Hello, Teacher Shen!" In the aisle, the young girl passing by stopped, and Shen Yanbing subconsciously replied "Hello", and continued to look for the house number, but the young girl grabbed her arm the next moment——

"Mr. Shen, I'm Guo Jing."

Shen Yanbing looked down at the other's hands, and slowly raised her head to look at the slightly juvenile girl's face, and confirmed: "Guo Jing? Counselor?"

The other party let go of his hand and smiled embarrassedly: "Yes."

Guo Jing explained: "Although I got the name, I really have nothing to do with Daxia. Then, uh, I'm a new counselor. I graduated from Binda University with a master's degree last year."

Shen Yanbing was a little convinced, and entered the office together with her, and saw the other party slapped her head again, "Ah, I forgot, I was going downstairs to deliver materials just now!"

After finishing speaking, he ran out in a hurry.

Shen Yanbing sat down, saw a pile of unfamiliar materials piled on the leather sofa, flipped through them, and saw the signature on them, feeling helpless—Counselor Guo Jing didn't take anything at all when he ran out just now.

Zhou Ying just sent a WeChat message, full of jokes: "How do you feel on the first day at work?"

Shen Yanbing: "The Grass Team misled me."

Zhou Ying laughed like crazy, Shen Yanbing opened the chat box with the counselor, took a photo of this stack of materials and sent it to him.

Guo Jing didn't reply for a long time, Shen Yanbing raised his eyebrows a little - could it be that she is meddling in her own business?

Soon, the door of the office was hurriedly opened, Guo Jing looked at her panting, and saw Shen Yanbing wipe his forehead, "Mr. Shen, haha, I'm coming back to look for things, just wait a moment."

"Is this?" Shen Yanbing pointed to the material on the sofa, Guo Jing relaxed as if he had been amnestied, and fell down beside the sofa, "Yes, yes, my eyes!"

"I just sent you a message." Shen Yanbing originally wanted to wait for the other party to reply and confirm, and sent it to her.

Guo Jing then took out his mobile phone, "Oh, thank you so much, I'm in a hurry and busy, and I can't even read WeChat."

The girl sighed while holding the pile of documents, "This is only the first day..."

Shen Yanbing poured her a glass of water, "Take your time, it will be fine if you have experience."

Even so, Shen Yanbing couldn't help but predict the degree of chaos this year.

——Compared with counselors, class teachers are usually more leisurely, but this time it may not be so.

On the new day, Shen Yanbing returned to her office and tidied up the desktop. She didn't have much direct contact with the students, and most of the time she just stayed indoors, letting the time pass by at a leisurely pace.

In the afternoon, seeing that everything was on track, Guo Jing came to her, "Mr. Shen, shall we go to the student dormitory together later?"

Shen Yanbing was fine anyway, and was about to agree, when Guo Jing added, "It just so happens that several hospital leaders are going to visit the new dormitory, it really puts people first."

"..." Shen Yanbing glanced at her, confirming that the other party didn't know about the new arrival, and declined, "I think there is something else."

Seriously, the courtyard has not done anything excessive to her, and there may not be any trouble if she goes there, but Shen Yanbing is too lazy to make false claims.

Guo Jing felt a little regretful, and asked several more times, and after getting the same reply, he didn't insist.

There was nothing wrong with sitting in class, Shen Yanbing left the school before dinner time, greeted another class teacher, and drove to Wuhuang Mountain.

It was still Liu Panyou who opened the door for her outside the door of the studio, with redder hair than before, and much simpler clothes than before.

"Hi!" Liu Panyou greeted, "My mother taught sister Li to draw in the room, no one bothered."

Shen Yanbing smiled, does this mean to ask her not to bother?

The air-conditioning room is very strong, middle school students are sitting sparsely holding their drawing boards, and some people are practicing calligraphy on the table.

"Miss Shen?" He Ye came forward in surprise when he saw her, "Are you here to pick up Mingyue?"

"Yes, don't worry." Shen Yanbing turned around casually and walked to the big round table where she was.

There were a lot of rough-edged papers piled up on the table, and they were stacked aside one by one after being ink-washed. Shen Yanbing looked at it, and found that the handwriting was different, and it was obviously a student's work.

"Also practicing calligraphy?" Shen Yanbing looked at He Ye, who nodded and smiled, "I always thought the problem wasn't that big, but now I know it's too far away."

The dividing line between this is obviously the arrival of the Moon of Dawn.

Shen Yanbing smiled, the two of them were in good spirits, chatted for a few more words, and finally He Ye handed her a pen and discussed sincerely: "I didn't expect Miss Shen to be so good at calligraphy, why don't you try it?"

"I can also talk about it theoretically." Shen Yanbing chuckled, and still took the brush - holding the brush is natural, with deep muscle memory, and the past practice suddenly became much clearer.

The writing was smooth and contented, He Ye praised: "It looks like it has been practiced."

Although there are many problems, it can be seen that the foundation is very good, which is considered a good level among amateurs.

"It's been a long time since I practiced." Shen Yanbing was ashamed, "It feels strange to write now."

He Ye agreed, "Mingyue writes so well, and she still has to practice for so long every day. This kind of perseverance is really rare."

As she said that, she found a post that Li Mingyue practiced today, "The teacher said that the exercises can be entered for the competition."

Shen Yanbing asked casually: "Is there any competition recently?"

"There are too many of these. There is an exhibition at the Academy of Fine Arts of Binda University recently, but the requirement is for students to submit contributions. There are also ones held by the Bincheng Calligraphy Association, and there are provincial ones. Going far, the Lanting Exhibition will be held in the second half of this year. Shacheng will hold it, Teacher Liu also wants to try it.”

"Lanting Exhibition?" Shen Yanbing felt familiar.

"Yes!" He Ye seemed a little excited, "It's only started in the past few years. Although it's new, it has a very good reputation in the industry. The judges can even invite a semi-retired great calligrapher!"

Shen Yanbing can be regarded as remembering that what Zheng Ke has been busy planning recently is the Lanting Exhibition in Shacheng - the other party also sent her the information on the official website, she only glanced at it briefly, and almost forgot about it when she was busy with various things.

Shen Yanbing could even guess that the semi-retired calligrapher He Ye was referring to was her grandfather Zheng Dexing.

This can't help but make her feel that the circle is really small.

When Li Mingyue came out, seeing the two of them talking happily in detail, the gloom flashed in their eyes.

Liu Yu followed and teased He Ye: "Your voice can be heard inside."

He Ye coughed lightly and regained her ladylike appearance.

Shen Yanbing looked at Li Mingyue: "It's over?"

Li Mingyue nodded, and took her in to have a look—the painting was the distant view of Mount Wuhuang, lush and green, misty in the morning, ethereal and vivid.

"It's getting more and more sensational." Shen Yanbing praised, "It's beautiful and agile."

Li Mingyue still looked at her, as if she thought she was perfunctory.

Shen Yanbing was helpless, she usually wrote the analysis clearly and logically, but when she praised her face to face, she was always poor in her writing, and after carefully looking at it again, she praised a few details, but Li Mingyue said: "I know."

Shen Yanbing was speechless for a moment.

She thought about it, saw Li Mingyue's raised almond eyes, the paint that was accidentally stained on her clothes and hands, and seriously tried: "Are you awesome?"

Li Mingyue couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Shen Yanbing laughed relaxedly, "You've always been great."

"Really?" Li Mingyue looked into her eyes.

Shen Yanbing promised: "Yes."

"If you don't say it, you will forget it." Li Mingyue is serious, "After taking it for granted, I will become a tool for drawing and writing."

In the early days when she was favored by calligraphy in Jing Dynasty, she was used to but not respected like that.

After going around in a circle, Shen Yanbing understood what Her Royal Highness meant, and patted her head: "Praise you every day from now on."

Li Mingyue was embarrassed, and avoided her hand: "That's not what it meant."

Shen Yanbing did not refute, but smiled: "Go home now?"

Li Mingyue's prickly vortex shallow: "Yeah."

The author has something to say: Today's second update, thanks for supporting the genuine version.

Tired, there should be no second update tomorrow.