There are still two months to go, and this year is coming to an end.

In the city of deer, snow fell, as if God knew that there was going to be a celebration. Snowflakes fall in this old city, adding a bit of excitement.

Dressed in black as always, King Gu Sheng and the old beggar sat in the humble noodle shop. Early in the morning, looking at the snow for the New Year, their faces also eased a little.

"What are your plans next?" asked King Gu Sheng, looking at the old beggar next to him.

The old beggar took the noodles in his mouth, thought for a while, and swallowed the noodles, "After this year, I will go to the south." Where there are still some old friends, it should be able to help. ”

With chopsticks in his hand, Gu Sheng Wang only tapped a few times on the bowl with half a bowl of clear soup noodles.

The old beggar looked at him and scolded: "I don't pay attention to eating noodles, be careful of this noodle lump! By the way, what has Qingwen been doing lately? When will he leave?"

"He," Gu Sheng Wang chuckled, his black eyes full of mockery, he looked at the old beggar, "He is now a master in Zhulu Academy, it should be very interesting." As for when he will leave, he said that it will be after this year. ”

It's like hearing a big joke

The old beggar forgot to even talk about his face, and his dry face was stunned.

After I don't know how long, the opposite side is a lump.

The old beggar plucked out his ears and frowned, "You mean, our young mansion master, who has been dozing off since he saw a book since he was a child, is now working as a master in Zhulu Academy?"

"It's wrong, it's wrong," Gu Shengwang shook his head, gave a thumbs up, and said, "It's the chief master." This one in the Master's Son. ”

The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally turned into a smile.

Known as the top school in the Seven Lower Kingdoms, the chief master is actually a person who falls asleep when he reads a book, and it is also interesting to think about it.

Outside the noodle shop, snow is falling, and the streets are full of snow trails that have been stepped on by people.

In the noodle restaurant, there are two half-bowls of noodles on a simple table.

The old beggar went first, to be precise, the first to escape. When he ran away, he didn't forget to shout at Gu Shengwang in the store, next time I'll please!

King Gu Sheng, who was angry, had to watch the figure of the old beggar gradually disappear in front of him. Anger turned into a smile, and Gu Shengwang leaned against the door of the store, chatting with the noodle shop owner.

Shen Qingwen, who was in the bookstore, sneezed, and in a trance, he looked at the hand in his hand. Opening the closed doors and windows, looking at the snow outside the doors and windows, he cursed and scolded.

Sure enough, I fell asleep again while reading.

He set aside the book stained with an unknown liquid in his hand. Shen Qingwen wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, stretched his waist, and got up.

It's a snowy day, and he wants to clear the snow.

opened the door of the house, and at this second, he still had sleepiness in his eyes. In the next second, his eyes were clear.

Without him, just because there was a woman in white who was better than snow standing in front of his house.

The green silk was stained with snow, and her fair face was blown red by the cold wind, which was enough to be called a face that was full of panic when she saw Shen Qingwen opening the door.

"Morning ...... Morning. Gu Pingguo laughed awkwardly, she smiled beautifully, which made Shen Qingwen's heart feel warm.

This girl must have been standing outside the house for a long time.

Shen Qingwen smiled helplessly and contentedly, it seemed that he had to go out later.

"Come in and sit?" Shen Qingwen asked with a smile.

Gu Pingguo shook his head, his eyes were as clear as water, "Shen Qingwen, you accompany me to see the snow, it's just outside your house." ”

Shen Qingwen was a little surprised, and went into the house and moved two chairs out. It was as if they had returned to the patio town a few months ago, and it was still spring and summer, and they were sitting in the small courtyard with yellow flowers and talking about each other.

"Do you remember what you promised me?" Gu Pingguo blinked her beautiful eyes and asked as the snow fell on the branches.

Shen Qingwen nodded, with a smile on his eyebrows, "I haven't planned to leave Zhulu yet, so it's not time yet." ”

Gu Pingguo cut and twisted her head to the side, not planning to look at Shen Qingwen again.

Shen Qingwen smiled bitterly, in fact, he still had a sentence to say.

He didn't know if he had a life to tell him.

After all, at the end of this year, he and Zhao still have a battle.

Patio to Chengxi, eighty percent will lose.

"By the way, Shen Qingwen," Gu Pingguo seemed to remember something, and under Shen Qingwen's puzzled gaze, she asked, "Are you very familiar with Sister Minmin." ”

"It's familiar. Shen Qingwen nodded.

"How ripe?" Gu Pingguo blushed and asked.

Shen Qingwen thought for a moment, "Childhood sweetheart." ”

Like a deflated ball, his little face was full of disappointment. She let out a soft sigh, and she didn't ask any more. Because there is no courage.

Zhao Minmin is a perfect existence in her heart.

In the snow, the two were speechless. Just listening to the snow falling and the sun just opening, Gu Pingguo leaned back on a chair with a few snowflakes lying in her hands, "Shen Qingwen, you won't stay in this house for the past four days, right?"

Shen Qingwen was stunned for a moment, has it been four days.

Shen Qingwen was lying on the bench, thinking that it had indeed been four days. In the past four days, he met Zhao Xian and Li Changan. However, Zhang Qian disappeared after recruiting students from that day.

Li Changan said that he had something at home and would rush back before the end of the year.

Zhang Qian said that the house money is not enough, and I want you to pay it off next time. ”

Shen Qingwen nodded, Zhang Qian was a friend, he recognized it.

He doesn't like to owe favors to others, let alone friends.

Shen Qingwen thought about things, and his deep eyes gradually blurred. Gu Pingguo glanced at him quietly.

With black hair scattered over her shoulders, and a face that was extremely delicate, if it weren't for the Adam's apple on her throat, she might really recognize Shen Qingwen as a cute little girl.

"Shen Qingwen. Gu Pingguo called him.

Shen Qingwen came back to his senses, "En." ”

"It's okay, I'll call you. Gu Pingguo's beautiful eyes smiled, Shen Qingwen glanced at him, and continued to bow his head and think about his future.

Seeing Shen Qingwen's indifferent attitude, Gu Pingguo's smile also faded. Yes, Sister Min Min has known him for so long, and she is still a great beauty.

Gu Pingguo bit her lip and got up, it's not early, it's time for morning class.

She left, Shen Qingwen didn't stay, in the snow, she turned her head, and without much hope, she asked the man in Tsing Yi, who was sitting in front of the house and looking at her, "In the afternoon, the master asked for leave, can you come to substitute for the teacher." ”

After speaking, she turned her head and left, without waiting for Shen Qingwen to give her an answer.

This silly girl, Shen Qingwen lowered her eyes and smiled bitterly. As smart as he was, how could he not know what was going on in her heart.

It's just that Shen Qingwen even rejected Zhao Minmin, how could he tolerate a little Pingguo.

The current Shen Qingwen can't see the future.

For Zhao Minmin, Gu Pingguo, and the people who gave him warmth, he only dared to take care of them in his heart, and didn't expect anything else.

The snow in front of him was falling endlessly, and Shen Qingwen stood outside the house, standing all morning.

muttered a word in his mouth, but he didn't know how to slow down, and those who didn't know thought that you were in a hurry to be reincarnated in this snow.

He took the umbrella, walked out of the door, and walked in the direction of Gu Pingguo Academy.

There was a master's token pinned to his waist, and the students who chased the deer along the way said hello to the master when they saw him.

Shen Qingwen felt a little uncomfortable, most of the disciples of the academy were the same age as him, and only a few were younger than him. Being called master by this group of people, Shen Qingwen felt that he was a few years older on the spot.

However, being called like this, Shen Qingwen was still a little happy in his heart.

If you think about it, I am a book-weary person, and now I am being called a master by a group of people who like books, which is really the fastest thing in the world.

A phoenix song, a true dragon will.

Shen Qingwen's reputation is now in full swing, and the students who see him will stop and take a few looks.

There are 3,000 students at the tea party, but Li Chang'an in the academy is not only 3,000. Most of them have not been able to witness Shen Qingwen's appearance of stroking the qin, but they are really good-looking, and there are female students with a good nature who are already fantasizing about Shen Qingwen's posture when stroking the qin.

That's what kind of picture it is, maybe it is not to lose the afterglow of the sunset, and the plum snow falls on the mountain.

Along the path, Gu Pingguo is in the four courtyards of Zhulu, the Winter Bamboo Courtyard.

After recognizing the sign and confirming that it was correct, Shen Qingwen strode into the courtyard engraved with the word Dongzhu.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, the fragrance of bamboo in the courtyard came to my face.

The green bamboo in the courtyard, with a little snow on the bamboo, a kind of comfort that came from nowhere, Shen Qingwen secretly sighed in his heart that there was indeed something in this handwriting.

Just talking about the green bamboo that is still left in this winter, it will take a little time.

Shen Qingwen was slightly surprised by this bamboo courtyard, and the students in the courtyard were stunned when they saw Shen Qingwen. They wiped their eyes, they were afraid that they had seen it wrong.

One spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and the news that Shen Qingwen was teaching in Dongzhu for the first time spread throughout the academy.

Standing in the courtyard, Shen Qingwen, who was surrounded by a group of students in white, blinked. In the crowd, he recognized a person, the Eighth Prince of Chutian, Chu Tianlang.

This age is the same as him, he wants to get to know a little bit, but it's not now.

Gu Pingguo, who was in the crowd, was also as surprised as others, but with a three-point smile and seven points of satisfaction in the accident.

Li Muxue also fell into Dongzhu's courtyard for the first time. Unlike the disciples in other courtyards, she was weak like this, and walked into this academy generously in front of all the disciples, and naturally found a seat where no one was seated and sat down.

No one dared to speak out, they couldn't beat her.

Shen Qingwen knew what this group of students wanted to hear, and he asked for the piano with interest. Gu Pingguo wanted to go to the house to get the piano, but unfortunately before her, Li Muxue waved her hand, and a beautiful piano flew out from outside the courtyard.

This is Li Muxue's piano, and it is also a piano that she is only allowed to use herself.

Gu Pingguo's eyes were a little dim, and Shen Qingwen said thank you.

In anticipation, Shen Qingwen sat on the piano, and in the snow, he played a song full of spring.

The melodious sound of the piano unconsciously drunk the entire academy, and the students in the academy, even the masters, were crowded in the academy of Dongzhu, just to listen to the sound of the world.

Under the sunset, Shen Qingwen's last note fell.

I only heard the sound of jingling, the sound of the piano dizzed the spring and autumn, and in the academy, several people broke the mirror together.

Shen Qingwen chuckled, turned around and left, leaving a figure in green clothes, which merged with the sunset, and the people were bright.

After being discharged from the hospital, he met Li Changan.

He is still dressed in white and looks like a scholar.

It's just that this scholar is carrying wine in one hand and a broom in the other.

Shen Qingwen was a little surprised, then smiled and swept the snow with Li Changan.

After this sweep, it was evening, and Li Changan really fell in love with the taste of cooking wine, especially cooking wine late at night.

One white and one green, two young people drink to the moon, toast a glass of the past, a glass of distance.

Under the wine and the full moon, Shen Qingwen saw a back, he held a broom in his hand, and swept the last snow of the day in the corner step by step.

Shen Qingwen looked at it for a long time, his eyes turned red, and with a slight cry, he asked: "Li Changan, tell me, is there a person in this world who is both a Buddha or a demon." ”

Li Changan smiled faintly and clinked glasses with Shen Qingwen, "Then you have to ask yourself." ”