my school boy

10-Lantian Rinuanyu Raw Smoke

The hanging chair swayed gently, and the person on the hanging chair was dozing off slightly, his eyebrows stretched out, his nose bridge was straight, his cheeks were stained with a layer of silvery white moonlight, his lips were gently put together, breathing evenly—— Shen Shucheng was already asleep.

Tian Yu clearly felt the beating of her heart.

He was a little glad that Shen Shucheng didn't hear his abrupt question just now, but he was also a little disappointed that he didn't get the answer he wanted to hear.Although he felt that even if he heard the answer he wanted to hear, it would not help.

He couldn't help but look up at Shen Shucheng's side face again, thinking that his Teacher Shen was really pretty.

But with such a good-looking face and such a good teacher Shen, one day he will marry a wife and have children to live a normal life, but I can only sneak a look at him in the corner as a student.

Tian Yu couldn't help but sighed.

Shen Shucheng seemed to hear a sigh, and rubbed his eyes, only to realize that he had fallen asleep while chatting with Tian Yu, covered his face with his hand by mistake, took a deep breath, Shen Shucheng didn't know why Tian Yu's face It was covered with a layer of blush, thinking that maybe he also felt embarrassed, so he smiled at Tian Yu embarrassedly: "When people are old, they tend to get sleepy after eating."

Tian Yu frowned and shook his head.

Shen Shucheng thought he didn't believe it, and hurriedly defended: "Really! You'll know it when you're my age, if you eat too much, your brain will suffer from insufficient blood supply!"

Tian Yu shook her head again, and said in an almost inaudible voice, "Mr. Shen... I don't think you are very old."

Shen Shucheng didn't know how to proceed with this sentence, did he insist that he was really old?But he was only in his early 25s, so he dared to rely on his old age in front of Tian Yu as a teacher.Or take Tian Yu's compliment and say that he is quite young?It was strange to think about it without saying it.

Shen Shucheng had no choice but to change the subject in embarrassment: "Well... I just told you to go to the study to pick out some books you like. Have you gone?"

Tian Yu shook his head, he felt that Shen Shucheng's topic was changed very bluntly, he knew in his heart that it was his words that made him embarrassed, and he blamed himself a bit.

"Then I'll take you to have a look."

In Shen Shucheng's study room, except for a desk near the window, there are bookcases on the other three walls. Books of various ages are placed vertically in the grid.

"Wow..." Tian Yu exclaimed softly, he likes this study very much, the full book makes him feel very safe.

"Do you like it very much?" Shen Shucheng turned his head sideways, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Well..." Tian Yu shrugged, "Sometimes I often think that if I have my own home in the future, I will use the largest room as a study and fill it to the brim."

It was the first time Shen Shucheng heard Tian Yu talk about his vision for the future, and he felt sore again. It turned out that the study room that he had grown accustomed to at his fingertips since he was a child was the future that Tian Yu was thinking about.

"Go and have a look, is there any book you want?" Shen Shucheng leaned against the door and said to Tian Yu gently.

Tian Yu nodded, walked along the bookcase in the study, carefully looked at the names of the books in the bookcase, and gently touched the spine of the book with her fingers.

"Mr. Shen, do you like Tang poetry very much?" Tian Yu asked curiously, pointing to a cabinet of books on Tang poetry.

"Turn over if you have nothing to do." Shen Shucheng felt that his legs were a little tired, so he bent one knee and put it on the door.

"That's great..." Tian Yu whispered, shifting his gaze from the book to Shen Shucheng, seeing his slender legs, his face turned red.

"Hmm...? What's so nice?" Shen Shucheng turned his head and put his hands into his trouser pockets.

Tian Yu quickly turned her head away, "I think people who like poetry and poetry are very good."

"Where is it good?" Shen Shucheng lowered his head slightly, and looked up at Tian Yu. For some reason, the light was yellowish, and Tian Yu, who was concentrating on looking for books, wanted to tease him.

Just a moment, he told himself.

Tian Yu thought, if it were you, anywhere would be fine, but the words changed when he spoke, "Good name."

"Pfft..." Shen Shucheng couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing, "Haha, you are the first person to praise my name so directly, do you know why I chose this name?"

Tian Yu saw that Shen Shucheng's waist was bent when he laughed, and felt a little embarrassed, so he turned his face away, "No... I don't know..."

"My grandfather said that there is a poetic spirit in the stomach..." Shen Shucheng squinted his eyes, and his smile swayed like a pool of spring water. [Note]

Tian Yu vaguely felt that this sentence was a bit wrong, but he was so nervous that he couldn't use the extra brain capacity to think what was wrong.

"Yes...that's great...my name is very common..." Tian Yu always felt that her name was too girly.His brows knit together again.

"I really like your name." Shen Shucheng straightened his waist, touched his nose and said seriously.

"Oh..." Tian Yu sighed softly, "It doesn't have any special meaning..." Unlike your name, it is not only nice, but also picked out of a poem.

"Yes." Shen Shucheng's dark eyes rolled and narrowed into a crescent moon.

"There are tears in the moon and pearls in the sea, and smoke in the warm sun in Lantian."

Tian Yu suddenly raised his head and looked at Shen Shucheng with joy. For the first time, he discovered that his name could also be written in poetry.He has read this poem before, but the clouds and mountains and waters he studied back then were unclear, so he blamed himself again in his heart, if he had divided his thoughts on math problems into Chinese, it would have been better - he would have had more conversations with Shen Shucheng Chat topic.

"If you don't like it, I'll give you another word." Shen Shucheng became playful after waking up, and wanted to show off the little ink in his stomach.However, I am not an adult anymore, so it is unfair to choose a name, but Tian Yu is just eighteen, so it is just fine.

"It's okay? That's good..." Tian Yu had some expectation of what kind of word Shen Shucheng would give him.

"Let's call it Siwen, as Confucius said, Se Siwen." Shen Shucheng nodded with satisfaction, very sure of his talent.

Tian Yu was also very satisfied, and asked with some expectation: "Then will you call me that?"

Shen Shucheng shook his head, "This word is for anyone who says your name is not pleasant, and you will take it out and throw it in his face to see if he can recite a few lines of Analects of Confucius. People who are very familiar will call you by name directly. You What did your family call you..."

The tips of Tian Yu's ears were a little red, and he recalled Shen Shucheng's words in his heart, very familiar people, family members.

"Xiaoyu..." Tian Yu's voice was very low, but she could hear it very clearly in this small study.

Shen Shucheng chuckled, "Xiaoyu, then I'll call you that from now on, okay?"

Tian Yu's face was already flushed, and he lowered his head trying not to let Shen Shucheng see it, but he didn't know whether he should say yes or no.Scratching his head, thinking of the question Shen Shucheng asked himself when he was sleeping, he asked, "Mr. Shen, don't you need to accompany other people during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Other people, such as my girlfriend.

"Oh. Actually—" Shen Shucheng choked on his own saliva, and coughed vigorously.

As Shen Shucheng coughed, Tian Yu's heart sank little by little, thinking that sure enough, how could such an outstanding person like Mr. Shen not be liked by anyone.

The author has something to say: [Note] The correct poem is: Poetry and calligraphy are in the belly.

The plot of Dou Kouran will be inserted tomorrow.This is an important character that I really want to write about, because the time difference is quite large, so I don't know if you like it or not.Another chapter no one reads.

Yesterday, I heard that a friend who has been reviewing manuscripts for me said that he liked this story very much.

Compared with relaxation, I hope this article brings you more healing.

It's a good thing if someone likes it, I'm very happy.

As for the rest, I'm pretty much at peace.