Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

"Professor Yan..." Cheng Xin looked at the busy Yan Jibai with teary eyes.

Yan Jibai couldn't help but sighed in his heart and said, "Shen Chun, do you know what this vessel is?"

Shen Chun heard the words and turned around, leaned over to look at the utensil and said, "The spittoon."

Several scholars who were talking about the wine vessel were stunned for a while, Zhou Sheng said: "This vessel is exquisite."

"None of the emperor's funeral objects have ever been used." Shen Chun said.

So it doesn't make much difference whether it's a spittoon or a chamber pot.

"What is this thing made of?" Yan Jibai asked.

"I don't know." Shen Chun said, "I never cared about these things."

Several scholars looked at each other and said, "That's right, modern people don't necessarily know what cups are made of at home."

"The cup knows." Shen Chun said with sideways eyes.

A few people stagnate again, the analogy is wrong, it should be that most people don't know what the toilet is made of at home.

Shen Chun didn't bring up the issue again, Cheng Xin breathed a sigh of relief, patted Yang Lei's shoulder and continued to wink.

Yang Lei returned his eyebrows, expressing his understanding.

The work of the imperial mausoleum was very tedious, and it was already lunch time when Yan Jibai's first phase of work was over.

The meals are boxed lunches, but they are also made by special people. A bunch of people came out reluctantly, discussing what they saw during the meal.

Yang Lei was the assistant, but Cheng Xin put an extra box of lunch into his hand when he was taking the lunch box.

Yang Lei: "I can't eat so much."

"Brother Shen wants to eat too." Cheng Xin said.

Yang Lei was taken aback, and went back in confusion with the boxed lunch, feeling that his three views had been challenged.

Forget it, what could be more irrational than seeing a ghost?

"Thank you." Yan Jibai took off his gloves and cleaned them, sat down at the table, and placed one of them in front of Shen Chun.

It was the first time for Shen Chun to see this type of plate. When he opened it, there was rice in the middle and vegetables on the other three places. It smelled very fragrant: "This thing is good."

"The chef introduced by Teacher Zhou cooks very well." Yan Jibai said.

"Hmm." Shen Chun took the chopsticks, but noticed a crowd of people looking over.

He glanced sideways, and those people all looked back.

Ever seen a ghost eat?

Shen Chun picked up a bean, put it into his mouth when he noticed the eyes of everyone looking over, and then let it penetrate through his chin and rolled to the ground.

Yang Lei's chopsticks fell out of his hands, and the movements of the others also froze, with a very real feeling of seeing a ghost.

When Yan Jibai looked up and saw this scene, he knew that his ghost's bad taste had flared up again: "Eat well, don't waste food."

Shen Chun chuckled, and started to eat well when he picked up the vegetables again, nothing leaked out.

other people:"……"

This kid is already pulling belts in their family.

It was already evening when Yan Jibai's work was over, and the others were still sticking here, but he had to leave, because he had been working for almost a day, and if he stayed any longer, Shen Chun might want to tear down the emperor's tomb.

The others didn't have any complaints about his departure, and even wanted him to take a good rest so that he didn't have to work so hard.

"It's fine to keep some things in your stomach. If you really can't control your mouth, you will easily get into trouble." Cheng Yao said after Shen Chun and the others left, "Art comes from life, and movies don't necessarily lie to people."

Other scholars didn't react too much, but young people like Yang Lei subconsciously touched their mouths.

Some forces really cannot be explained by science. They touch the edge, but once the mouth is fast, they will be squeezed out, and even life-threatening.

"Dad, how did your discussion go today?" Cheng Xin asked in a low voice when he was in a deserted place.

"Just be honest and obedient, and there will be no major problems." Cheng Yao said.

The other party appeared in front of so many people and wanted to start a family again, which meant that he really wanted to join the WTO. With Dr. Yan around, there would be no big trouble.

"Oh..." Cheng Xin responded.

……

When they got home, they were greeted with a delicious dinner and a cat squatting in the porch.

Yan Jibai stroked the cat's soft fur. Although the other party coveted his yin energy, it felt really good to be able to rub the cat.

The dinner is ready, which means that Shu Yun is also there. The other party doesn't need to eat, and he habitually hides under the bed in his spare time, reading like crazy, and often ignores it, but he knows that there is such a ghost at home.

"Ah Bai, you are protecting Cheng Xin again today." Shen Chun hugged him from behind when he walked to the door.

"Don't you just want to see how scared their souls are going to fly." Yan Jibai let him hold her.

There are three ghosts in the house, but it seems to be a lot more lively.

"Who made him look very scared every time he saw me, as if I would do something to him." Shen Chun rubbed his neck lightly and smiled.

"It's time to eat." Yan Jibai's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he grabbed his hand and wanted to pull it away.

"Ah Bai, you haven't answered me yet, who is more important between me and the emperor's coffin." Shen Chun clasped his waist tightly and said.

Yan Jibai: "..."

He even remembered this question.

Young people, it's normal for young people to be a little narrow-minded and sticky.

"How can it compare to you." Yan Jibai said.

Shen Chun glanced sideways, and said with a smile: "Abai really can talk, what reward do you want?"

"Eat obediently." Yan Jibai said.

"What kind of reward is this..." Shen Chun raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It's a reward for me." Yan Jibai pulled his hand away and said, "Come here and wash your hands."

"Eat obediently? Do you find me annoying?" Shen Chun asked.

"Don't over-interpret it!" Yan Jibai said helplessly.

It was very harmonious at the dinner table, Yan Jibai became his exclusive pillow after the meal, watching TV and swiping the phone with him.

"Watching TV and swiping your phone can't just be the same thing?" Yan Jibai didn't understand this approach.

"This sounds more lively." Shen Chun put his chin on his shoulder and said, "And now you don't have to worry about money."

"Did you talk to Mr. Cheng today?" Yan Jibai asked.

"Well, we're done talking." Shen Chun said.

"What's the attitude over there?" Yan Jibai was a little worried.

Shen Chun raised his eyes and smiled: "Afraid I will suffer?"

"After all, they are from a family of Fengshui." Yan Jibai said, and there was only one young man in front of him.

"They agreed very kindly." Shen Chun smiled, "Don't worry."

"That's good." Yan Jibai said, "Be careful with those old fritters."

A group of people hold a family meeting in a big house.

"This ghost king is cruel enough." One person said.

"It's a shame that he didn't stand up to all the Feng Shui masters," another person said.

Cheng Yao listened to their chatter and said, "A ghost king who can support a dynasty in the Yu Dynasty, do you really think he is a vegetarian?"

"Have you found the history?" Others asked.

"I have found a little bit, and the information is relatively scattered. Such a powerful ghost will not be unknown before his death. The reason why he can't find it can only be erased by himself." Cheng Yao said earnestly, "To be able to rule a dynasty, It's better to serve carefully, if you don't encounter any trouble that can't be solved, it's best not to summon."

"I won't call even if I encounter it..." one person whispered.

When two unsolvable troubles come together, they will be the ones with the biggest headaches.

"Fortunately, Dr. Yan..." One person sighed, and the others nodded.

"Dr. Yan is really brave."

……

"Ah Bai, are you allergic to parrots?" Shen Chun asked while swiping his phone.

Yan Jibai glanced at his phone: "Want to raise this?"

"I've never seen it before." Shen Chun pondered.

"I'm not allergic to birds, but budgerigars live seven to ten years, as long as you take good care of them." Yan Jibai said.

Raising some small animals is much more healthy than playing games every day.

"Thank you, Ah Bai, Ah Bai is the best." Shen Chun kissed him.

Yan Jibai was very helpful, and Cheng Xin delivered a full set of bird-raising supplies and two budgerigars early in the morning the next day.

The birdcage was hung by the window, its fur was beautiful, and its chirping was very pleasing, even if Yan Jibai heard it while reading, he wouldn't think it was too noisy.

It's just that Shen Chun doesn't know how to take care of it. It's Shu Yun who takes care of it. Shu Yun is like a treasure. Although the birds can't see him, he is very happy to play with the birds.

"Ah Bai, why don't you use this fish tank?" Shen Chun stood in front of the one meter long fish tank and asked.

"I used to raise fish before, but they all died." Yan Jibai sat by the window and read a book. There are many cultural relics unearthed recently, and a lot of them were damaged. Although Shen Chun can name them, the specific restoration still needs to be very specific. On the contrary, it made him busier than before.

As for fish, he didn't seem to have the talent for raising fish, and the fish he bought couldn't survive a week.

"What do you think of this fish?" Shen Chun showed him the picture.

"This is a sea fish, it will be very troublesome to raise." Yan Jibai said.

"Shu Yun is here." Shen Chun said.

"There are fish and birds in the house, it is a peaceful scene." Shu Yun held the book and said, "I am willing to give it a try."

"Then you can raise it." Yan Jibai agreed.

Anyway, the fish tank was also empty, and because it was too big and heavy to move down, it would be better to make the best use of it if it had been placed all the time.

Then Cheng Xin sent a full set of seawater fish equipment, and after doing enough homework, he sent colorful small fish and corals.

After the big price is dropped, the fish tank is peaceful and peaceful, just like diving, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

"There is still a way for the scenery in the sea to be moved to a high-rise building." Shu Yun stood in front of the fish tank and said.

"Indeed, it's even more beautiful than koi." Shen Chun stretched out his finger to tease the fish swimming in it, "Even the emperor can't enjoy such a view."

"In the past, it was a concubine who rode the world of mortals, but no one knew it was lychees. Now you can buy lychees wherever you go in and out of the supermarket." Shu Yun said with emotion, "This is progress, Mr. Shen, don't feed too much fish food, or you will die. "

"This fish is pretty, but it's not powerful enough." Shen Chun pondered while looking at the tank.

"Nowadays, some people raise sea fish, some raise dragons, electric eels, and even sharks." Shu Yun said.

Yan Jibai was listening from the sidelines, the view of the sea tank was beautiful, it really made people feel refreshed, but it didn't feel right after listening to it.

"Those fish are too big to keep at home." Yan Jibai reminded.

Shen Chun glanced back and said, "Indeed."

Yan Jibai thought that this was the end of the matter, after all, he is now a family with cats, birds and fish, if more things are added, his family will directly become a zoo.

but……

"Ah Bai, what do you think of this golden eagle?" Shen Chun asked holding the picture.

Yan Jibai took a look, he was indeed handsome: "Why are you looking at this all of a sudden?"

"I have raised golden eagles before, and no one would dare to mess with them." Shen Chun looked at the picture and said.

"You can also train eagles, very good." Yan Jibai only thought that he missed his former pet.

"Let's raise one." Shen Chun said with a smile.

Yan Jibai's face was stiff: "No."

"Why?" Shen Chun frowned, "It doesn't need to take up space at home, just keep it on the roof, and it will hunt by itself every day."

"It's a national second-class protected animal, and it's against the law to keep it." Yan Jibai said helplessly.

"Where is the dead one?" Shen Chun asked.

Yan Jibai: "... up to you."

Then there was a golden eagle's soul on the top floor of his house. He said that he lived on the top floor, and he stood by the window every day, staring at the cats, fish and parrots in the house, but he didn't dare to move because of Shen Chun's presence.

"The fur color is quite beautiful, find a shady place to hide before dawn." Shen Chun stroked the golden eagle's fur.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Jibai found it very pleasing to the eye, but also very scary.

Then there was another dog's soul in the house. When Shu Yun was raising fish, birds, cats and sculptures, he had to go out for a walk with the dog.

"Wang Wang Wang..."

The golden retriever's tail wagged wildly, Yan Jibai touched it, and felt that dogs were much more enthusiastic than cats.

It wasn't a headache so far, and then there were butterflies, gerbils, sugar gliders, turtles, spiders, lizards and peacocks in the house.

"Ah Bai, what do you think of this killer whale?" Shen Chun asked, "It looks pretty."

"It's too big to fit." Yan Jibai tried to remain calm.

Shen Chun is an ancient person, and it is normal not to see these weird things, that is, the left and right, who are at the age when they feel that they can conquer the world, and it is normal to be full of novelty.

"Where is this panda?" Shen Chun switched pictures again.

"Shen Chun, if you don't give your weird things to someone who knows how to raise them tomorrow, you can go out with them." Yan Jibai got up and closed the door.

His home is no longer a zoo, and the zoo does not have so many species.

"He looks very angry." Shen Chun touched the fox beside him and said, "Doesn't he also like to touch it?"

Shu Yun's soul on the side was almost exhausted into pieces of paper: "Mr. Shen, it's too late."

Mr. Yan finally lost his temper. If he didn't lose his temper, he would die a second time.

"You can change houses if you can't support them." Shen Chun looked at the family.

"I advise you not to do that." Shu Yun advised, "Mr. Yan will be even angrier."

"Ah? Are you going to send it away?" Cheng Xin felt a little regretful when he received the call, "I think those things are pretty."

You can see all kinds of weird things, and you can raise anyone you want, which is really refreshing.

"Ah Bai is angry." Shen Chun rested his chin and sighed, "Help me find someone I can raise and give it away."

"What to give?" Cheng Xin asked.

These are all carefully collected by him, and he is reluctant to give any of them away!

Shen Chun also fell into hesitation, a bunch of small animals were pitiful at the bottom of his feet, and he really didn't want to give any of them away.

"Except for the cats, dogs, fish and birds, let's send them away." Shen Chun almost tripped when he got up, and found that there were indeed too many of them, so it's no wonder that Ah Bai lost his temper.

"Okay, it's very simple to send. I'll contact a reliable friend immediately." Cheng Xin said.

Yan Jibai sat on the edge of the bed and looked out the window, the night fell, and the room was not particularly dark with the lights outside, but the various sounds outside the room made the room a bit deserted.

In fact, it's a good thing to be more lively, and most of Shen Chunyang's things are mostly souls, so they are quite obedient.

He doesn't play games anymore, and he doesn't usually have any friends. He is very happy when doing these things, at least he is also very happy in the process, and he acquiesced to this point.

Shouldn't you be talking so hard to him?Just discuss it carefully and let him not raise so many in the future.

Maybe he once rode his horse and whipped his whip to see all the wonders of the world, but now he is trapped in this square inch...

The waist was hugged from behind and placed in the arms of another person.

"Ah Bai, I know I was wrong." Shen Chun hugged him and said, "Don't be angry."

Yan Jibai's heart suddenly settled down, he sighed and said, "Are you too bored at home?"

"Abai is too gentle and indulgent, so I won't stop him for a while." Shen Chun laughed, "It won't happen in the future."

"Everything should be done in moderation." Yan Jibai said.

"Yes." Shen Chun elongated his tone, "Ah Bai is not angry anymore."

"En." Yan Jibai responded.

In fact, I wasn't very angry at first, I just felt that my three views had been refreshed again.

……

The next morning, when Yan Jibai entered the living room, he found that the house had returned to its previous cleanliness. A cat and a dog slept together, two birds cuddled up to each other, and the fish in the fish tank seemed to sense movement and wobbled. woke up from the coral.

The sound of water splashing, quiet and full of vitality.

Looks like it was sent away overnight.

Yan Jibai went into the bathroom, feeling relieved, actually this is the best.

When breakfast was served, a young man with long hair came out of the bedroom, wearing pajamas and slippers, with a lazy look that hadn't woken up.

"Ghosts don't need to sleep?" Yan Jibai asked as he looked at the ghost dozing off on his body.

A man's long hair may not be aesthetically pleasing to everyone, but his hair flows like ink, and his facial features are very delicate, not at all obtrusive, but extremely beautiful.

"I can sleep if I want to. I have slept in the imperial mausoleum for thousands of years, and that's how I sleep." Shen Chun lazily sat up, "It's just that if you can't get up regularly, you will be more tired."

"Didn't sleep enough to wake up naturally?" Yan Jibai reached out and stroked his long hair.

Cool, a little hard, but nice to the touch.

"It really takes a dream for a thousand years, and you are gone when you wake up." Shen Chun combed his long hair with his hands, and smiled when he felt a light tug, "Like it?"

Yan Jibai withdrew his hand and said, "The hair quality is good."

"Duplicity." Shen Chun smoothed his long hair, and looked at his wrist when he was about to tie it up.

Yan Jibai looked at his hesitant movements and said, "What's wrong?"

"The hair rope is gone." Shen Chun looked at his wrist, got up and went into the bedroom, he searched all over the pillow, bedside table, and sofa but found nothing.

Looking at his furrowed brows, Yan Jibai knew that he probably couldn't find it: "Eat first, I should be at home, and look for it after dinner."

Shen Chun sat in front of the table and said, "It shouldn't be, I usually just put it on my hands."

"Use this first." Yan Jibai took out the pure black hair rope and said.

Shen Chun casually tied up her ponytail, even when eating she was a little bit dispirited.

Yan Ji helped to search together after dinner, but he didn't find any clues: "Could it be that those animals you sent away last night were accidentally taken away?"

Shen Chun pondered, and directly hung up the phone to Cheng Xin.

"Hair rope? Let me ask around for you." Cheng Xin asked around and replied, "No, I didn't see any hair rope."

"How do you deal with those non-living bodies?" Yan Jibai looked at the absent-minded young man, who could even be said to be in a daze.

"Sent to reincarnation." Shen Chun said.

"Buy another one." Yan Jibai thought about it, but he knew that Shen Chun liked the hairband with the sword very much.

"Ah Bai, that's the last one." Shen Chun looked at him and said.

Yan Jibai: "..."

"Forget it, sometimes you have to have something in your life, and there is no time in your life, so don't force it." Shen Chun got up and said.

"I'm going to teach at school today, do you want to go with me?" Yan Jibai thought it would be better to divert his attention.

Shen Chun braced himself at the entrance and said, "Private school?"

"It's not the same." Yan Jibai said, "But it's not at all awkward for you to sit in at your age."

It should be a lot more fun to get along with peers.

Shen Chun smiled and said, "Okay."

……

The bell rang in a hurry, and the sun was just right. It was the time when the first morning class was over. The students who changed classes hurriedly walked on the tree-lined road of the campus. It was just a peaceful day. Two luminous bodies appeared.

"Professor Yan?"

"Is there any public class for him today?"

"Is there any news in the group, which classroom is it in?"

"That boy is so handsome!"

"It's still long hair. It's the first time I've seen a boy look so good with such long hair."

With his eyes focused, Shen Chun just slightly closed his eyes, turned to look at the man with a cold face beside him and said with a smile: "They all know you?"

"En." Yan Jibai was used to those gazes, but he misjudged the young man beside him.

Standing in the crowd is still very abrupt. He has not only his appearance, but also an unspeakable laziness and nobility. When these things are superimposed, the impact is geometrically multiplied.

"Women can also read, it's amazing." Shen Chun laughed.

"That's why we say everyone is equal." Yan Jibai said.

Shen Chun looked over, and many people looked away. He looked away when he glanced at a few places, and turned his head and said, "It's okay for a woman to show her arms and legs?"

Yan Jibai thought about most of what he watched were costume dramas: "This is a very normal phenomenon, just don't stare at it."

Shen Chun lightly smiled and said, "It's really interesting."

It is a completely different dynasty from Yu Dynasty, and it also has completely different rules.

When Yan Jibai entered the classroom, quite a few people were already seated in it. As soon as he entered, the entire classroom became a bit lively, and then it became even more lively when he saw the people following behind him.

"Hi, Professor Yan."

"Professor Yan, when is your next open class?"

"Is this a star?"

"A wig?"

"It doesn't look like it. The beauty in ancient costume in my heart has a face."

"Are you wearing makeup?"

"The skin is exactly the same color as the hands, who can turn into a cold white skin with makeup?"

Yan Jibai glanced into the classroom, and met Cheng Xin who raised his head. Cheng Xin wanted to wave warmly at first, but when he saw the ghost next to him, he froze.

How did this even come to class?

Shen Chun also saw Cheng Xin, set off and said, "I'll sit with him."

"After the lecture, I'll take you around the campus." Yan Jibai said.

"No problem." Shen Chun went up the steps, pushed down the stool next to Cheng Xin and sat down.

Their conversation was intimate and natural. Some students asked in a low voice, "Professor Yan, is that handsome guy your younger brother?"

"No." Yan Jibai turned on the computer and said.

It is a lover, there is no need to hide it, but there is no need to advertise it.

Shen Chun sat down, Cheng Xin said with a smile: "Hello Brother Shen, why are you here?"

This campus is really dangerous.

"Staying at home is boring." Shen Chun said, "How did you deal with yesterday's matter?"

"It was done very well." Cheng Xin said, "They were all safely sent up for adoption, and Professor Yan doesn't look angry at all."

"It was coaxed last night." Shen Chun said, "How can this kind of thing stay overnight?"

Cheng Xin: "..."

Ghosts know how to fall in love better than him.

"Student, where did you buy your wig?" The classmate in front turned around and asked softly.

Cheng Xin's breath was stagnant, and he stretched out Erkang's hand, but he didn't know how to stop the scene in front of him. This is the king of ghosts, a thousand-year-old, the kind of girl who may lose his soul if he is unhappy!

"It's true." Shen Chun stroked his hair and said.

"Wow, then you are well maintained, what brand of shampoo and conditioner do you use?" the girl asked, "You have left it for a long time."

Shen Chun gently touched his chin. In his era, few women would talk to him like this: "Use sesame leaves."

But it happened before his death, and now he can't use Ah Bai's shampoo, but it smells good.

"Natural formula, so what skin care products do you use?" the girl asked, "It looks like there are no pores at all."

Shen Chun was a little puzzled: "Rouge?"

"It's innate." Cheng Xin quickly remedied, "My Brother Shen was born like this, and I don't use any skin care products."

If you dare to say that the ghost king puts on rouge, he dares to smoke your soul every minute.

Shen Chun looked at Cheng Xin thoughtfully: "It's natural."

Although the wind and the sun will cause a rough tan during the march, but once rested for a month, it will recover again.

"Envy." Several girls made envious voices.

"Can I touch your hair?" Someone asked tentatively.

Cheng Xin felt that he couldn't save him. His classmates were more courageous than the other. This is the king of ghosts!

Ghost king, you don't even know how cruel he is!

Yan Jibai looked at the seats in the back, although the young man was very abrupt, but his popularity seemed to be very good.

With his ability, it is actually not difficult to make friends with anyone, but it seems a bit ostentatious.

"No, only Ah Bai can touch it." Shen Chun refused.

"Is Abai Professor Yan?" Someone exclaimed.

"What's your relationship with Professor Yan?" Another girl asked.

"Only Ah Bai can touch it, it's so intimate."

"Lover." Shen Chun said.

The eyes of several girls lit up one after another, and one of them said, "So they are lovers."

"That's right."

"You look younger, how did you meet?"

Cheng Xin's face was numb, and he felt like a log that had been blown by a category ten hurricane, buzzing.

There is nothing to say about ghosts, Shen Chun raised his eyes to look at the person who was looking here, and smiled slightly when he saw his side eyes: "No comment."

"Ah, sorry."

When the class bell rang, Yan Jibai withdrew his eyes and began to give lectures. Although his voice was cold, what he said was very interesting. The whispering among the students disappeared, and instead their eyes focused on him.

Shen Chun sat in the back row and looked at the man on the podium. He had seen Yan Jibai prepare these things, but they were just bottles of calligraphy and paintings, supplemented by those speeches and stories, but they became very vivid and interesting, making everyone's eyes full of excitement. The heart turns with his actions and words.

People in this era are exploring people from the past, and people from the past like him are exploring this era.

Shen Chun's eyes froze, looked at his eyebrows and eyes, listened to those words, when his eyes met, the other party just looked away slightly, and continued his narration, only the edge of the earlobe was stained with an almost invisible Thin red.

Abai.

As a teacher, his Abai is really charming.

Two small classes followed each other. When the big bell rang, Yan Jibai packed his things and looked at the people in the back row of the classroom.

Shen Chun got up to say goodbye to Cheng Xin, and walked to his side: "Where are we going for lunch?"

"Let's go eat outside." Yan Jibai said, paying attention to the eyes of the people around him.

Originally, he planned to let Shen Chun experience the school cafeteria, but the sensation of this level should be ignored.

Cheng Xin watched their backs disappear, and heaved a sigh of relief. He really came to class.

"Hey, what's the background of that person, you are called brother?" The boy next to him put his arm on Cheng Xin's shoulder and asked.

Cheng Xin smiled at him: "It's a big reason, my dad has to call him brother."

"Fuck, this is the prince, awesome." The boy said, "It looks like he has a good temper, and he doesn't have any airs."

Cheng Xin laughed twice: "Well, I really have a good temper."

It is a bitter tear to say the least.

"By the way, what are you doing this afternoon, do you want to have a blackout together?" the boy asked.

"No, I have something to do." Cheng Xin said.

"Okay, busy man."

……

After class, everyone almost gathered in one direction. Although many eyes looked over, it was obvious that food was more important to them.

"There are so many people." Shen Chun looked at the buildings here and said.

"Do you want to come?" Yan Jibai asked.

Shen Chun smiled sideways, "No."

"Not interested?" Yan Jibai asked, he was obviously very serious in class.

"Ah Bai, you speak well, but that kind of learning progress is too slow." Shen Chun said, "A lot of work is useless."

Yan Jibai said: "This is for everyone, and the progress can only be averaged. Here, I still rely on self-study. Your situation is not suitable for tutoring. Let me teach you slowly."

Shen Chun smiled and said, "Okay."

There are not many courses in the Department of Archeology, and some of them are teaching objects. Most of the time, Yan Jibai still stays in the cultural relics restoration hall, while Shen Chun sits on the side.

They discussed each other in the restoration hall, but the figure sitting there was too conspicuous.

It looks like a young man, he is actually a ghost, but if you say he is a ghost, he looks like a human everywhere.

Still holding a book to read, ghosts have started to learn these days.

"What book is Mr. Shen reading?" Zhou Sheng wandered around a few times, but still couldn't hold back his curiosity about the ancients.

Shen Chun looked up, recognized that this was Yan Jibai's teacher, and handed the book over.

Zhou Sheng looked down, explaining the characters, and compared the ancient characters, it was indeed easy to recognize the characters: "Mr. Shen has read so many, it is really amazing."

Shen Chun felt that he was really coaxing the children: "It's not too difficult."

"It's amazing, can you write Yin Chao's handwriting?" Zhou Sheng asked.

"A little bit." Shen Chun said.

"Do you want to try modern brush and ink?" Zhou Sheng invited.

"Okay." Shen Chun got up and said.

Although people in this era have hearts and minds, they are much shallower than the intrigues in the court. Of course, there are no such people at the top, but most people just live an ordinary life.

The pen and ink are laid out, Shen Chun picks up the pen, and absorbs the ink with the tip of the pen: "What to write?"

"Just write whatever you think of." Zhou Sheng also heard that he was a general, and if he said he couldn't write, it would embarrass the ancients thousands of years ago.

Shen Chun groaned slightly, the tip of the pen fell on the paper, and he turned his wrist lightly, Zhou Sheng approached, but saw the three big characters flying wildly and wantonly falling on the paper.

Yan Jibai couldn't help but put down the tools at hand, and was stunned when he probed to look.

The font is elegant and sharp, with a strong sense of seeing through the back of the paper, and the writing is very good.

It's just that those three words are his name.

"Mr. Shen's character is very solid." Zhou Sheng looked it up, "You are worthy of everyone, aren't you a general?"

"I'm a general." Shen Chun said, "I can still write normally."

"Mr. Shen, can you write another copy?" Seeing Lie Xinxi, Zhou Sheng rolled up the copy and handed it to Yan Jibai, "Take it back and hang it up carefully. Mr. Shen always misses you."

Yan Jibai's cheeks were slightly hot, but he still put it away.

"What to write?" Shen Chun asked.

"Be indifferent and clear your ambitions, and be quiet and far-reaching." Zhou Sheng said.

Shen Chun groaned slightly, but when he wrote the pen, he changed to another typeface, and the ink stained it, like a landscape overflowing, with the last stroke showing the full edge of the pen.

Zhou Sheng's eyes glowed: "Good writing, good writing! The estimated price of this pair can't be less than one million."

"Is this so valuable?" Shen Chun turned his eyes and asked.

"Indeed." Yan Jibai looked at the above and said, "It is indeed valuable, do you want to sell it?"

"I haven't fallen to the point where I need to sell calligraphy and painting to survive." When Shen Chun put down his pen, there were already people around him.

"Calligraphy is also a craft now." Yan Jibai said.

"The so-called 360 professions, one can be the number one scholar, and now there is no high or low in this profession." A scholar next to him said.

Shen Chun murmured: "Is it also a grave robber like you?"

The people around froze, Yan Jibai sighed, pulled his hand out of the crowd and said: "We are not robbing tombs, but restoring cultural relics, not digging up deliberately, but repairing, there is an essential difference between the two."

Shen Chun raised the corners of his lips slightly, lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "You wanted to suppress me at the beginning, and you forced your way in."

Yan Jibai's earlobe was reddish: "I'm sorry."

When encountering someone who is unclear, it's best to apologize directly, because he doesn't believe that he can mention it for a lifetime.

"Now I think it's a good thing to break in, otherwise I will miss you." Shen Chun laughed.

A group of people didn't look over there, but looked at the calligraphy and painting one after another: "It's really good."

"It's Mr. Zhou who has the foresight."

"It's good to hang this word in the museum, but I don't know how much it will cost."

"Give it to Mr. Zhou." Shen Chun said.

Zhou Sheng was surprised, and thanked him: "Thank you, Mr. Shen."

"It's okay, you are Ah Bai's teacher." Shen Chun said.

Everyone's eyes fell on Yan Jibai one after another, he really couldn't stand those gossip expressions, he took off his gloves and said, "I'll take Shen Chun out for a walk."

"Don't come back in a hurry." The others laughed.

"This word is really good. Mr. Zhou has accepted a good student."

"Jibai dragged people outside, it felt like pulling a living antique."

"It's something most people don't envy."

Yan Jibai walked in a hurry, leaving those words behind him, Shen Chun let him hold him back and said with a smile: "Ah Bai can't take it anymore?"

The weather turned hot, but the boulevard was still cool, Yan Jibai dragged him to the shady road and said, "I just didn't expect your handwriting to be so good."

Words are like a person, they can be elegant and free, they can be indifferent and restrained, and they can be retracted freely.

This person is much better than he thought, like a treasure chest, there are always more surprises to be found.

"If you like, you can hang it all over the room." Shen Chun said with a smile.

Yan Jibai was silent for a while: "No need."

If this guy is really an emperor, he must be a model of the golden house hiding the beauty, and he would like to be full of everything that is good.

There are people passing by on the side of the road, and their clothes are much cooler than before. Some are holding sodas in their hands, while others are holding cones.

Yan Jibai was thinking about it, but he saw the people around him walking over, stopping a couple of men and women, who seemed to be asking something.

He walked over, but Shen Chun turned around and took his hand and walked forward.

"What's wrong?" Yan Jibai asked suspiciously.

"Well, the second one is half price." Shen Chun led him to the dessert shop in front.

Ice cream cones, the second one is half price, Yan Jibai was still a little distracted when he took the cone handed over by Shen Chun: "Is it because of half price?"

The ghost king is too deeply poisoned by modern sales methods.

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