Literary Girls Nurturing Program

When you learn that a globally recognized big shot wants to take you in as a student, do you suspect that there is a fraud, or are you so excited that you don't know, so you agree?

When Yuan Jia heard Li Xuecheng say this for the first time, he suspected that he had heard it wrong, or that he had gone hysterical, imagining that his male god wanted to accept him as a disciple.

"I must be dreaming..." Yuan Jia looked at Li Xuecheng dumbfounded—very good, although the male god is old, his charm still exists.He looked at his own reflection in the water again—it was ordinary, nothing bright.

Sure enough, I was dreaming, just wake up.

Thinking about it, I squeezed my face hard, and I couldn't help crying "Ouch" under the pain.

"You child, knowing that it will hurt, why are you pinching yourself?" Li Xuecheng didn't get too close, and sat side by side with Yuan Jia on the bluestone board, looking at the pond full of lotus flowers and leaves.Behind them is the bamboo forest being blown and swayed by the wind, and the sound of "rustling" is a purely natural background music.

Tears of pain came out of Yuan Jia, rubbing his cheeks, looking at Li Xuecheng who was still alive beside him, he resigned himself to knowing that he really didn't just pretend to be affectionate and thought that the male god would take her as his apprentice, it was true.

but……

"Why me? If the master releases the news that he wants to accept apprentices, I don't know how many geniuses will be willing to travel thousands of miles to your house to let you choose..." Yuan Jia didn't think he was such a great genius that he could attract the master to die I want to live the idea of ​​asking her to be an apprentice.

Li Xuecheng was also thinking seriously, and he smiled at Yuan Jia: "It's just a matter of fate."

"Ah?" Yuan Jia looked at Li Xuecheng in confusion.She really couldn't understand the meaning of the word "fate" that the master said.There are so many choices for them, but why is it her?There must be a reason to convince her.Otherwise, the reason that is too false will always make her feel insecure, and she will only think it is like a dream.Like Alice, does such a wonderland really exist?Who can prove it?

Li Xuecheng looked into the depths of the pond and said: "I have been to many places, talked to many people, and have many friends and relatives. I have met many people, and there are many people who hope to become my disciples. Among them There are geniuses, foolish people, and more mediocre people, but they are able to express their desires and bring them forward to me, which is a very rare thing in itself, and they also have great courage. All kinds of people, all kinds of the same thing or different things, in my opinion, that's all there is to it."

"What you think is strange may be just ordinary to others. For me, the most important thing is a feeling." Li Xuecheng's tone was very flat.

In his eyes, too many things come down to the same nature, and there are very few things that can move his heart.He can see the beauty of masterpieces handed down from generation to generation, he can also see the flash of worldly stories, he can even know why the frowning people who pass by him are sad... He is not insensitive to beauty itself, but for beauty And when the heart is moving, when you are always curious about the world, because you have experienced too much, you have seen too much, and you have too much peace.

When telling Yuan Jia these things, Li Xuecheng was also gentle, he was seldom angry or joyful, but he was not rigid.He looks untouchable, but in fact he is a very gentle person towards the world.

"It's too illusory to live by feeling." Yuan Jia muttered, expressing his thoughts.After all, Li Xuecheng's freewheeling life is too different from Wang Jia's outlook on life.Yuan Jia could not help being impacted ideologically.

Li Xuecheng nodded in agreement with Yuan Jia's words, and said: "People's thoughts are always changing, and their feelings towards the outside world will of course also change due to various factors. No one can really be too forgetful, say I love everything, but I am indifferent to everything. I am just an ordinary person, with more luck and talent than others, and I just rely on my intuition and hard work that is not humane to come all the way to the present. I believe I'm actually more of a gambler than the scholar you imagine me to be."

"A gambler?" Yuan Jia couldn't see that this gentleman looked like a messy and crazy gambler.

Li Xuecheng shook his head at Yuan Jia, and said: "A gambler like me is different from a gambler at a poker table. I just gamble with the future on the chessboard of fate. When I decide on something, I will choose it desperately. Will regret it, and go all the way to the dark. Fortunately, I have never lost."

"Then am I also your bet?" Yuan Jia looked at this gentle and elegant man with a little surprise, he really didn't expect this man to be so crazy under his calm appearance.

Li Xuecheng nodded and said: "You are my bet, but you are yourself. I am not a god who plays chess with the world as the board, so I cannot be your master. But it is not accurate to say that it is a bet, because if You promised to be my disciple, and I will only have you as a disciple. You will learn the [Tao] you want from me, and you will live proudly with your own will. I just want to do it once Just a guide."

"So that's how it is..." Yuan Jia really felt Li Xuecheng's sincerity in wanting to accept her as a disciple at this moment. She stood up and asked again, "What do I need to do to be your disciple?"

"As my disciple, you can do what you like." Li Xuecheng thought so.Even if he accepts Yuan Jia as his disciple, he will not force Yuan Jia to learn from him and become the second him or something.

Yuan Jia then bowed deeply to Li Xuecheng, kneeling and bowing to his disciple: "Disciple Yuan Jia, I have met my teacher."

"Get up quickly, the slate is still cold." Li Xuecheng helped Yuan Jia's arm to get her up.

After Yuan Jia stood opposite him, Li Xuecheng stroked Yuan Jia's head, touched Yuan Jia's brow with his thumb, and said, "Since you've entered my school, as a teacher, can I take a word for you?"

"Well, listen to the teacher." Yuan Jia obviously looked at Li Xuecheng expectantly.At this time, Huaxia took characters at will when they were adults, or they got a teacher and let the teacher take the characters; there are also parents who are very concerned about this problem, and they take the characters before they go to elementary school.Yuan Jia's parents didn't pay much attention to this matter, so she didn't have a word.Wang Jia has small characters, but she doesn't use them much except when she writes with her real name in the preface.After all, small characters can only be used by others when they are very intimate.

Li Xuecheng pondered, and said: "Yuan Jia hastily introduced himself this way, which is too modest and too sad, not good intentions. Yuan, Shi Ye, An Ye, Tu Ye. Jia, Mei Ye, Shan Ye. Nan You Jiayu, the banquet guests...how about calling him Le'an."

"How do you explain this?" Yuan Jia read aloud, not quite understanding why it was taken in this way.

Li Xuecheng smiled and said: "Le (yuè) An, music is beautiful, and safety is the most important thing. It is also my greatest expectation for you."

"Thank you, teacher." Yuan Jia accepted the name with a blushing face. She really liked this word.

At this moment, my heart jumped with joy, and I really wanted to share my happiness with Wang Jia.

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After boarding the plane, Wang Jia asked again what the event was for. Unfortunately, Weng Shu always refused to answer her questions. He chose to sleep not long after boarding the plane. Wang Jia was so angry that he wanted to pull out an old man's white hair. beard.

This idea just passed through Wang Jia's mind for a while, and if she had a hundred guts, she could only slander her.For Weng Shu, Wang Jia actually respects him very much.

"Who will be there at the calligraphy and painting exhibition?" Wang Jia once checked Weng Shu's affairs on the Internet, and he could only know that he is a very famous calligrapher. As for his paintings, they are actually quite highly rated, but it is a pity that he does not have one. Paintings circulated in the market.

When asked why, Weng Shu even said that the value could increase after hiding.This statement is vulgar and reasonable, but it sounds so irrefutable.

What if there are too many slots and no mouths?

Of course Wang Jia had no choice but to follow Weng Shu.Seeing how mysterious the old man is, this should be a very important matter.If not, Weng Shu would not have let her bring so many of his works.

But in the end, Weng Shu didn't tell her what was the big deal.Of course, there are only two reasons for this, one is to take her to see the world casually, and the other is that this trip is so important that it concerns her future, and he is not absolutely sure, so it is difficult to tell her.

Judging from Weng Shu's behavior, the latter is more likely, and he didn't tell her this way to prevent her from thinking too much, so as not to be even more disappointed at that time.

Although he is a teacher of calligraphy, Wang Jia actually got more from Weng Shu than calligraphy.Wang Jia has learned a lot about being a human being.The hostility has been reduced a lot, and it is also a lot more peaceful.

Wang Jia felt that it was a wonderful thing for him to be able to worship Weng Shu as his calligraphy teacher. We must know that Weng Shu was hard to find when he came to this city.Liu Yuneng happened to know that there was such a person here, and he could really succeed in persuading Weng Shu, and he knew it was not an easy task.

So up to now, Wang Jia is quite curious about the reason why Liu Yun was able to successfully ask Weng Shu to be her calligraphy teacher.It's just that the two parties involved in this matter kept silent about the reason, and Wang Jia couldn't get an answer no matter whether he asked directly or made insinuations, which made his heart itch even more.

"Guest, would you like any drinks?" The beautiful stewardess stood beside Wang Jia, with a variety of drinks on the trolley in her hand.

Wang Jia looked at it for a long time, took a cup of hot milk tea, thanked the stewardess in a low voice, and then drank it one mouthful at a time, while starting to cultivate drowsiness himself.

Seeing that Wang Jia no longer needed anything, the stewardess took her things and left in a low voice.

Wang Jia half-closed his eyes, watching the stewardess pushing the cart away, and the picture in his vision gradually blurred...

It doesn't seem easy to keep yourself awake all the time...