Her Royal Highness The Princess From A Thousand Years Ago

After school started, Shen Yanbing spent most of her time in the office.

Zhou Ying is much freer than her, she runs outside when there is no class, and wants to pull Shen Yanbing for entertainment from time to time, quite lacks the self-consciousness of being a teacher.

"The exam was originally forced by my family." Zhou Ying sat on the desk indifferently, sipping milk tea, "I don't have any enthusiasm for academics, so I can just eat."

Shen Yanbing tapped the keyboard and didn't answer her. Zhou Ying seemed to remember something, and turned to look at her: "Has your new paper already been published?"

"Yeah." Shen Yanbing raised his head only now, and tilted his head back a little tiredly, not wanting to say more.

Zhou Ying glanced at her, and put down the milk tea: "It's been a long time since Binda University published an article in the "Literary Review". Because of that inexplicable matter, do you still have to get stuck with your rating?"

"It doesn't matter." Shen Yanbing opened his eyes, "If you have an opinion, you can write a criticism and publish it, and I will read it."

Zhou Ying burst out laughing, and after laughing, he was curious again, "Why do you want to come to Binda University? You are too talented. With your level, it is not difficult to stay in the capital, right?"

Bincheng's economy is at the forefront of the country, and the living environment is even better than that of Beijing. If we talk about shortcomings, it must be counted as a lack of cultural atmosphere compared to Beijing.

"I prefer the south." Shen Yanbing chuckled, "The capital is under too much pressure, and I am more comfortable with the current rhythm."

She had studied in the capital for eight years, but in retrospect she didn't have much to miss.

As soon as there are many acquaintances in Beijing and Shacheng, she feels that she is not free enough. This is also a bit of her strange problem.

Zhou Ying agrees with the view that the capital is under great pressure, but she can't help emphasizing: "Bincheng is not easy."

"Although the contract doesn't say it, people like me who don't want to write papers at all will be replaced by new people sooner or later." Zhou Ying smiled excitedly, "Then I will be my travel blogger and bartending master !"

"You can do it." Shen Yanbing smiled slightly. Although she didn't have such passion, she believed that the other party did have the ability.

This day's dinner is still a threesome, Zhou Ying couldn't help flirting with Li Mingyue now, "My sister is so cute today!"

Li Mingyue responded shyly, the two of them had exchanges, and Shen Yanbing seemed like an outsider.

"When will Mingyue participate in the art exhibition? Sister, I'm still waiting to join in!" Zhou Ying winked and smiled at her, feeling high.

Li Mingyue lowered her head to pick up the vegetables, and said softly, "I'm not very good at drawing."

Shen Yanbing didn't look at the two of them all the time, and checked the information on his mobile phone while eating, as if he didn't pay attention to this side at all.

Li Mingyue peeked at her from time to time, seeing that the other party didn't express anything, she covered up her disappointment, and still responded with a polite smile.

Just like Zhou Ying said goodbye, on the way home, Li Mingyue mentioned: "I had a calligraphy class today, and the teacher asked me to participate in the Binda calligraphy exhibition."

"Yes." Shen Yanbing drove the car, "But do you need to provide your identity information?"

Li Mingyue nodded and added: "The requirement for the competition is to be a student at school."

"What did the calligraphy teacher from the Academy of Fine Arts say?" Shen Yanbing parked the car and looked at her, "I remember that this kind of exhibition usually has recommended places."

Shen Yanbing had a good idea. The Binda Calligraphy Exhibition is mainly for college students, and the gold content is not too high. Indeed, some calligraphy teachers took the initiative to offer an olive branch to Li Mingyue, but Li Mingyue felt that it was not very good.

"I don't meet the competition rules, it's not fair." Her Royal Highness was unexpectedly stubborn.

Shen Yanbing was facing the car window ahead, as if seeing himself in his early years.

She paused and said, "Don't waste the opportunity."

Li Mingyue lowered her eyes, and Shen Yanbing glanced at her, "What you need now is the experience of participating in the exhibition."

Young people are always afraid of breaking the rules, and avoid the devious relationship of society. It seems that once they get infected with themselves, they will become some heinous villains, so they have to use "Qingliu role models" as their spiritual support.

Shen Yanbing has passed that youthful age, and the relationship in the circle is no longer as sharp as before.

Her Royal Highness has lived in the palace for so many years, so it is naturally impossible for her to be so pure and flawless.

But as a newcomer to modern society, she maintains a sensitive awe of all modern rules.

Li Mingyue looked at her without insisting, "I will prepare seriously."

Shen Yanbing relaxed and smiled: "There is no need to have a psychological burden."

"All you have to do is to show your own level." She put her right hand on Li Mingyue's shoulder, "If someone is willing to recommend you, it means that they like you. If you can't satisfy people but get recommended, that's called unfair."

"It's their honor to have excellent works that are even out of the circle at the Binda Calligraphy Exhibition."

After so many years of hearing and seeing, the bottom line in Shen Yanbing's heart is still very clear.

Li Mingyue looked at her fixedly, she felt a burst of heat in her shoulders, and that warmth rushed to her heart along the meridians. At this moment, she truly realized the sense of value.

In the next few days, Shen Yanbing noticed that Li Mingyue, who was used to reading at night, began to practice calligraphy.

"There are too few calligraphy classes in school." It's too basic for her.

Li Mingyue didn't mention that she became a great god from Xiaobai because of her calligraphy status in the class. Even the calligraphy teacher respected her a little bit, and even couldn't help wandering over to her when she was writing.

Calligraphy is a matter of state. After drinking, Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Collection Preface" has been famous for thousands of years, but after rewriting many times, it is still not as good as the original charm. Li Mingyue dare not compete with this magical brush, but she is also worried about the present feel.

Impetuous, restless.

——The exhibition experience mentioned by Shen Yanbing is really important.

Li Mingyue glanced at Shen Yanbing, who was typing on a laptop on the sofa.

The sound of the keyboard is very small, and the tapping frequency is also very low, obviously the other party is not in good condition.

The eyes of the two collided suddenly, Li Mingyue looked away pretending not to care, but Shen Yanbing stood up, entered the bedroom and quickly changed clothes and came out.

"Are you going out?" Her Royal Highness couldn't help frowning, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

The other party obviously didn't mean to take her out.

Shen Yanbing nodded, "I have an appointment with a friend, come back later, don't wait for me."

Li Mingyue watched the door close, her back disappeared, and the brush in her hand was pressed on the paper, creating a ball of ink.

——The quality of the ink she bought was not as good as the ink grinded by the inkstone hall. She thought in a mess, where would Shen Yanbing go and who would she meet?

Of course, Shen Yanbing has no obligation to report to her.

She went to the bar again, Luo Jianing and her bartender girlfriend were still the same, and they were pleasantly surprised when they saw Shen Yanbing, "You haven't been here for a while!"

Luo Jianing never mentioned anything about Xu Nuo before, and ordered her a low-strength cocktail with a smile, "Are you here for an affair~"

Shen Yanbing chuckled, "It's too boring at home."

Li Mingyue's sizing up of her was too obvious, which made her feel uneasy.

"Of course it's boring to stay alone in an empty room!" Luo Jianing immediately became interested. Shen Yanbing was a famous housekeeper. When did she say that the house was boring!

It was difficult for Shen Yanbing to explain to her, so he smiled, "If you don't get along well, even living together will only increase your embarrassment."

She was not very polite, originally meant Li Mingyue, but the scene when she was with Xu Nuo flashed through her mind.

Luo Jianing naturally agreed, looked around, quickly locked on the target, bent over and said quietly: "At six o'clock, a new regular customer, a charming beauty, let me meet you?"

Shen Yanbing took a sip of her wine and was not very interested. She used to come here to relax when she was not in good condition, and she didn't have any other activities.

She lowered her head, flicked her loose hair to her ears, and couldn't help thinking about what Li Mingyue was doing at home—His Royal Highness had a temper, and she could often feel the restraint and disguise of the other party in front of her.

The folk princess who survived in the palace background was simply classified as a little sheep because she was careless.

She shook the goblet and laughed to herself, feeling that she thought too darkly about people.

After all, she was just a poor girl who strayed into the modern age. She didn't understand anything, so there was nothing wrong with being attached to her.

"I can't make mistakes." Shen Yanbing said to himself, emphasizing it again in his heart, suppressing the subtle feelings.

There is soft music playing in the bar, and the light is slightly dim, creating an atmosphere of tryst everywhere.

Shen Yanbing rarely ordered another glass of wine.

"Hey! Good evening beauty—"

Caught off guard, Shen Yanbing's neck was held by someone, and the big waves of the visitor made people's skin itchy. The familiar voice made Shen Yanbing frown, and when someone sat down next to her, she dared to say in surprise: " Zhou Ying?"

Zhou Ying's eyes were foggy, but his speech was exceptionally clear. He hugged Shen Yanbing tightly: "It really is you, Bingbing!"

Luo Jianing was shocked, "You know each other?"

Only then did Shen Yanbing know that the new regular customer that Luo Jianing wanted to introduce earlier was Zhou Ying, and he raised his forehead, "She is my friend."

Zhou Ying immediately raised his head, leaned half his body on the counter while pressing his temples, and complained to Shen Yanbing, "It's so embarrassing that you never introduced such a good place to me."

Shen Yanbing finally frowned, "What's the matter with you?"

This is a real LES, Zhou Ying has changed so many boyfriends, but she couldn't be more straight.

Zhou Ying was already half-drunk, and smiled upon hearing this, "Suddenly realized that women also seem to..."

Shen Yan looked at her coldly, Zhou Ying regained consciousness and laughed, "It's definitely not curiosity!"

"What on earth do you want?" Shen Yanbing didn't look at her, and calculated the degree of surprises she had experienced in this store this year—the last time I met Xu Nuo, this time I met Zhou Ying, this feeling of meeting acquaintances has greatly affected her. relax.

Zhou Ying didn't feel any embarrassment at all, and suddenly approached Shen Yanbing, and replied cheerfully: "...I want to chase Li Mingyue."

"..." Shen Yanbing turned her head in disbelief, the two looked at each other, and the drunkenness in Zhou Ying's eyes disappeared, not like nonsense.

The iciness of the wine glass in his hand penetrated his palm, Shen Yanbing frowned slowly, and said with a little difficulty, "What do you mean?"

Zhou Ying gulped down a glass of wine, just pretending that the other party didn't trust her, counting the possibilities with his fingers.

"Sister Li is too sweet, don't you think? I can't stand a straight girl." Zhou Ying lowered her voice, "And I think she likes me."

Shen Yanbing replied bluntly: "Why didn't I see it?"

Zhou Ying showed a "you're blind" expression.

"..." Shen Yanbing hadn't been so speechless for a long time, "Take your brain back, how could she have such a meaning."

Zhou Ying was unhappy, "Although he is your relative, you can't decide this matter."

"If Mingyue is also interested in me, you are the stick to break up the mandarin ducks!"

Shen Yanbing didn't even bother to lift her eyelids, so she got up, paid the bill and left, leaving Zhou Ying still stretching out her hand "Ai ai".

Luo Jianing, who was watching the play, was also a little confused, thinking of something, "Is the Mingyue you mentioned just Miss Li?"

Zhou Ying was surprised and vigilant, "She has been here? How do you know?"

"I've never been here before." Luo Jianing quickly waved his hand, "I've seen it at the playground before, but Ms. Li is a relative of Yan Bing? How can I remember that I'm just a friend."

She asked the bartender girlfriend for confirmation, "I remember correctly."

Zhou Ying raised his eyebrows, a bold idea suddenly appeared in his heart, and slowly showed a crying face of regret.

—— After a long time, this guy Shen Yanbing is playing the trick of hiding the beauty in the golden house?

The author has something to say: I'm not feeling well today, and I still haven't saved the manuscript. Sorry, I keep updating it anyway.

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