Yuan Yuan, Zhang Xiangfeng still ate with Wu Qinghui and others.

Wu Qinghui took out the leftover venison from the noon meal, and then asked the followers to start the barbecue.

And Yuan Yuan also took out some rice, as well as marinated meat and vegetables, all cut into small dices, and then put them in a pot, poured water, and began to boil.

The pickled meat and pickled vegetables made by Mrs. Wang are indeed delicious. Before it is cooked, it gives off a rich fragrance.

After eating something as greasy as barbecue, drinking a bowl of hot porridge is indeed a pleasure.

Whether it is Wu Qinghui and other men, or Sun Xiaoxiao and Wu Qingyuan, they are all looking forward to the porridge cooked by Yuan Yuan.

Even Sun Xiaoxiao and Wu Qingyuan were still standing by the fire, watching the porridge slowly cooked.

It didn't take long for the venison to be grilled. The followers of the barbecue venison still took the venison first and gave it to Yuan Yuan and Qi Xiaozhi.

followed by Wu Qingyuan and Sun Xiaoxiao.

Then came Wu Qinghui and others.

Because they ate more at noon, in the afternoon, everyone ate less than at noon.

After all, the first time I tried barbecue venison, it was fresh, and the second time I ate it, it didn't feel so novel.

It is Yuan Yuan's porridge, which is very popular. Even Wu Qingyuan drank two bowls.

And after they, the painters, drank it, the porridge was gone. Those who followed the warrior did not drink it.

It was getting dark.

Follow the warrior and start setting up a tent.

And Yuan Yuan and the others sat in front of the fire, talking and playing. Wu Qinghui actually took out a jar of wine and drank it with everyone.

The surrounding mountains and trees have become dark shadows, which looks a little scary. And around Yuan Yuan, there were piles of bonfires lit by students and teachers.

These bonfires are so bright and warm in the night in the mountains.

The sound of the surrounding autumn insects chirping loudly came from time to time, and the laughter and conversation of the students next to the fire seemed so high.

Yuan Yuan took a look and found that Hei Ni, Dai Pei, Wu Liancheng, and Qi Mingshen were sitting in front of the same bonfire, and the four of them also took out wine and drank it.

Qingqing, Qingshan, Zhuang Yuan, and Tiexin sat together, talking about something.

Peng Lu was alone, sitting alone in front of a bonfire, not knowing what he was pondering.

The campfire was dancing, and his face was bright and dark, and it looked a little gloomy.

And Hua Ning and He Pingyong sat together. Both men had smiles on their faces, and they were clearly talking very speculatively.

The other students also sat down in front of the campfire. It's about seven or eight people, more than ten people in a bunch.

In total, it was divided into more than a dozen, less than twenty campfires.

Many students obviously also prepared wine, and took it out and drank it like Wu Qinghui.

Neither He Pingyong nor any other teacher stopped the students from drinking.

Apparently this is allowed.

The middle grade and senior grade are fine, after all, I have come out to sketch before. The junior students were a little excited.

It was the first time for most of them to spend the night in the mountains, and it was the first time for most of them to be so close to their classmates.

So their laughter and laughter are extremely high-pitched. Even Yuan Yuan saw that even Wang Mingxuan, who was silent on weekdays and didn't like to talk, had a smile on his face.

Yuan Yuan looked at these people in front of him, and in a trance returned to the scene of the bonfire party with the classmates in his previous life.

At that time, although he was not so indulgent, he was also a little excited in his heart.

And now, he found that his mood was so calm. It's even calmer than when you're alone.

This mood made him a little surprised, and he didn't know what was wrong with him.

Originally, on such an occasion and such a scene, he should also be excited.

It seemed that seeing that Yuan Yuan's interest was not high, Zhang Xiangfeng brought a glass of wine and handed it to Yuan Yuan, "Senior Brother Yuan, let's have a drink." Even though it's still autumn, it's cool at night. Drinking alcohol can warm up your body. I've been drinking since I was 10 years old. So, it's not too early for you to drink. ”

Yuan Yuan didn't refuse, he took a sip after the wine glass: the wine in this world has a very low alcohol content, like the drink in the previous life, it tastes very refreshing.

Just as Yuan Yuan was about to drain the wine in the cup, there was a sudden ethereal singing.

The song was not far from them, without any musical accompaniment, and it floated in the air, apparently a girl from the painting academy singing.

Sun Xiaoxiao showed a disdainful look, "I know that she won't be at ease." It seems that Zhang Gongzi has not hit her hard enough. ”

Wu Qingyuan didn't speak, just showed a shallow smile, as if echoing Sun Xiaoxiao.

Yuan Yuan and Zhang Xiangfeng understood when they boarded, it should be Tian Xin singing.

The people around them fell silent and listened to the song. And at this time, Yuan Yuan also heard the lyrics clearly.

"The autumn breeze is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, the jackdaws are frightened, and the lovesickness knows when the day is, and it is embarrassing to be ......embarrassed at this night."

Although this singing voice is not as good as that of the Lin family, it is not bad.

The woman's voice revealed a hint of coquettishness, a hint of lingering, and a little coldness, expressing a woman's longing for her lover.

It was quiet, and there was no sound except for the chirping of autumn insects.

The song echoed in the jungle between the mountains, and drifted far away. The whole jungle and mountains seem a little ethereal.

Finally, Tian Xin finished singing. Loud applause and cheers erupted all around.

Although most people looked down on Tian Xin, they still praised Tian Xin's singing.

At this time, a boy stood up and shouted, "Tian Xin, let's do it again." ”

Tian Xin said softly, "Why do you want to do another song." One more song, what's the reward?"

Suddenly, everyone was a little unappetizing, because of Tian Xin's singing just now, the ethereal and distant feeling was gone.

Originally, because of Tian Xin's singing, many people had some new opinions about her.

But now that they heard her delicate and contrived voice, everyone came back to their senses: Tian Xin is still Tian Xin, and she is still the vulgar and charming Tian Xin.

The boy was even more excited, "What reward do you want, say it, as long as I can do it." ”

Tian Xin also stood up, although there were a few campfires, Yuan Yuan felt that Tian Xin's eyes seemed to be through the darkness, through the crowd, looking at him.

Then, Yuan Yuan chuckled: How is it possible. I'm too narcissistic.

Tian Xin said, "I want the most talented boy in the whole academy to invite me to a drunken spring breeze dinner." You can order whatever you want. ”

Hearing Tian Xin's words, Zhang Xiangfeng immediately frowned.

Sun Xiaoxiao showed an expression that was really like this, "It seems that she still doesn't give up on Yuan Gongzi." ”

The boy listened, but he didn't care at all, "Okay, when you return to Junyang, I will invite you to eat in the drunken spring breeze." I'm the most talented boy in the whole academy. Of course, I'm not talking about cultivation or painting. I'm talking about eating, drinking, and having fun, and I'm the most talented boy in the whole academy. How?"

Zhang Xiangfeng whispered to Yuan Yuan, "This boy is middle-grade, named Liu Zihan. It is the Liu family in Yancheng. often ghosts with Tian Xin, messing around. ”

Yuan Yuan nodded.

Tian Xin listened to Liu Zihan's words, laughed coquettishly, and said, "Okay then." The most talented boy in the whole academy, the following song, will be given to you. ”

As he spoke, Yuan Yuan felt Tian Xin turn his head and look at him again.

As a painter, as a martial artist, his senses are undoubtedly more sensitive than most people.

If the first feeling is an illusion, then it is definitely not an illusion if you have such a feeling again and again.

Thinking that Tian Xin had come to this point and was still unwilling to give up on himself, Yuan Yuan suddenly felt a sense of boredom in his heart.

And at this time, Tian Xin started singing again.

"The old hatred of the end of the world, the desolate people alone don't ask, I want to see the intestines, cut off the small incense of the golden furnace, the eyebrows are long, and the autumn wind can't blow. Trapped in the dangerous building, the words of Feihong are sorrowful......"

This is a poem "Minus the Word Magnolia", which was written by the great lyricist Qin Guan.

Originally, the sentence in the middle should have been "Ren is the spring breeze blows and can't spread", but Tian Xin actually changed it to "Ren is the autumn breeze can't blow" in order to respond to the current scene.

It can be said that Tian Xin also has some cleverness.

The singing is tactful and melodious, although some women are sad, but more of a cold and lonely mood.

It is like an independent woman, although sad, but not sad, although lonely, but not lonely.

In this way, on the high-rise building, looking at the scenery, looking at the past wild geese, looking at everything, and tasting their loneliness alone.

Such a state of mind should be free and easy, hearty, and proud.

Tian Xin's singing voice is really good, and she shows all of this.

Even her own state of mind seems to be rendered by the song, and then it is full of such freedom and arrogance.

Although her face was far away from Yuan Yuan, under the background of the bonfire, Yuan Yuan could still see her expression clearly.

Her expression was even a little solemn, and the feeling of vulgarity was a little lighter than before.

Yuan Yuan sighed softly: she was supposed to be a free and proud woman, but in order to become a painter, she finally forced herself into a vulgar and pleasing woman. It's a bit sad indeed.

After a while, Tian Xin finished singing, and suddenly burst into loud applause and applause.

Sun Xiaoxiao touched Wu Qingyuan with her arm, "Qingyuan, did you bring the piano?"

Wu Qingyuan nodded, "Of course I brought it." ”

Sun Xiaoxiao said, "Then you play a song to suppress the majesty of that woman." ”

Wu Qingyuan was obviously a little reluctant, "Why should I be with her for a long time?"

Sun Xiaoxiao grabbed Wu Qingyuan's arm and began to shake it vigorously, "Do people want to hear you play the piano?" You play the piano so well, you ask, who in this room doesn't want to listen to it?"

As he spoke, Sun Xiaoxiao looked at the others.

Wu Qinghui immediately raised his hands, "I want to listen, I want to listen." ”

Wu Qingguang, Tie Zimu, Qi Rongzhi, and Qi Xiaozhi all nodded.

Sun Xiaoxiao looked at Yuan Yuan and Zhang Xiangfeng.

Zhang Xiangfeng nodded immediately, "I want to hear it too." ”

Yuan Yuan immediately said, "Senior Sister Wu, I want to hear it too." ”

Wu Qingyuan raised his head, glanced at Yuan Yuan, and then summoned the painting dictionary and took out the qin, "I can play the piano, but I have one condition." ”