"Using the mountain as the side, carrying a thousand years to go out to the sea. Burning the people at that time, using the time when a flower blooms, using the sea as the spring, setting the heaven and earth as the courtyard, looking at the poems all over the walls, and using the light of the moon in the thousands of rivers."

The lyrics of this early morning Zhao Chang'an roaring in Xia Wenzhuo's mind.

At this time, the BMW 528 had already sailed out of the mountain city.

Drive towards the highway entrance of Beihu.

On the left is the shimmering upper reaches of Beihu Lake, and on the other side are the continuous and dark mountains.

The moonlight is bright.

Responding to the lyrics in my heart, Xia Wenzhuo couldn't help but feel a little trembling.

"I don't know where he saw it? Bastard, I can't finish singing, I just have to go to pick up my junior!"

Thinking of this, Xia Wenzhuo felt a little uncomfortable.

This is how people are, they don’t want, give up, or even disdain if they are given, and that other person is not an ordinary person.

I always feel so uncomfortable.

Xia Wenzhuo gently uttered two words: "Single Color!"

It is hidden in the slight sound of the speeding BMW 528i.

She knows the name,

The first in science in the second year of high school, the daughter of Shan Zhao, the host of many large-scale evening parties in the provincial Taiwan Taiwan, and the daughter of Niu Mengen, the owner of the real estate under construction behind the city high school.

In terms of study, the two basically tied.

When it comes to family, I am a little inferior, but it is not bad either.

On appearance—

A wide Taoist robe, two men's head, and black handle with large frame glasses.

Xia Wenzhuo smiled slightly with his lips.

There was a hint of contempt and contempt in his eyes.

The one who disdains is Dancai.

The one who despises Zhao Changan!

A young man who used to be so proud and arrogant now bent down to please an ugly monster for power and money?

nausea!

As he thought about it, Xia Wenzhuo's mood gradually improved.

I will go to the provincial capital library tomorrow morning and make up for this poem!

Xia Wenzhuo thought proudly, without you Zhao Chang'an, I could still get the complete ones either in this poem or in the lyrics.

From then on,

Looking up and looking down.

Destined to be a person from two worlds!

——

Because Niu Mengen asked someone to build a simple road at the back door of the city high school, Dancai no longer rode a bicycle every night after night study. Under the escort of his father's two security guards, he went home in a low profile.

Instead, he went out directly from the back door and took a bus back to the city TV station community.

At this time, she opened the back door of the courtyard wall in the northwest corner of the city and unexpectedly saw her father and uncle standing outside.

The car that picked her up was parked on the road down the hillside.

"Dad, uncle, why are you here?"

Niu Mengen and Shan Shaowei looked at each other, and both smiled bitterly.

Dan Qian's arrival tomorrow put a lot of pressure on them. They were restless in the room, so they just came over to kill time.

"Your mom comes here tomorrow."

"I know?"

Niu Mengen immediately didn't know what to say, and said in a muffled voice: "It's getting late, go home."

Dan Cai returned to the community and bought a small villa with a double-story garden. The original owner of the house was an acquaintance of her mother. A few years ago, the house was vacant.

This time, Dancai came here, and her mother bought it for 300,000 yuan as a temporary destination in the mountain city.

Shan Cai’s uncle, father, lives on the first floor.

She and Wen Fengzhi, an aunt who invited her to take care of her clothes from the provincial capital, live on the second floor.

Previously, Wen Fengzhi was responsible for breakfast for the three people in the villa and delivering meals to Dancai in the afternoon and evening.

However, because I was wiping the window on the second floor some time ago, I broke my right hand and was hospitalized. In addition, Zhao Changan's mother Zhang Lishan cooked clean and delicious.

So during this period, Dancai simply had a meal on the construction site.

It turns out that Shan Shaowei's secretary Qiao Jiayi, who originally lived in the hotel, lives next to Shancai, and is responsible for some care.

Dancai took a shower and returned to the bedroom.

Standing on the balcony, I was not sleepy for a moment.

"Aowu~"

The wolfdog in the small garden saw Shan Cai appearing on the balcony on the second floor, waving her tail and calling out to her.

Dan Cai hasn't seen his mother for almost a month.

Thinking about my mother coming tomorrow,

She was both happy and a little nervous.

When she was in her first year of high school, she smashed Xiao Zijie with a brick and was bleeding from her head, and her mother drove her to the mountain city.

Although the minions were restrained,

But when she saw the "limited freedom" courtyard wall, she wanted to turn it over.

result,

The wall collapsed!

Thinking about tomorrow's mother's face, Dan Cai sighed.

What a headache!

Shan Cai looked blankly at the night for a while.

The wolfdog downstairs saw that the little mistress ignored her, and she whispered unhappily for a while, then she returned to her nest to sleep.

The moonlight is bright.

Shan Cai couldn't help but think of Zhao Changan, the senior high school student in the morning, and the lyrics sang.

"Using the mountain as the sidewalk, it takes a thousand years to go out to sea. It burns the people at that time and takes the time when a flower blooms."

She whispered.

Unfortunately, Zhao Changan did not sing in full.

This fool saw himself standing at the back door, and was actually listening to the lyrics that he sang in a bad voice but beautiful mood.

But he was smart enough to think that he didn't bring the key.

As a result, I sang a half!

Do you think it's annoying?

"Looking at the poems all over the wall, with the light of the moon in the thousands of rivers, what is the next sentence?"

Dan Cai silently tried to continue in his heart,

But no matter how you answer, it is far from the ethereal and unrestrained artistic conception.

She thought for a while and glanced at the silent alarm clock in the bedroom.

It's less than 11:30.

I decided to go to bed later in the morning and go to bed in the morning.

Dancai returned to the bedroom.

Take out a piece of snow-white rice paper,

Use agarwood poetry and essays to press a corner.

Burn incense and grind ink.

Holding a wolf hair pen in hand, start writing.

——

After hosting the Saturday episode, Shan Qian drove directly to Shancheng.
To be continued...