Chen Kaizhi stood with his hands behind his back, his lips slightly pursed, and his chin slightly raised. On this day, at this hour, and at this moment, Chen Kaizhi felt that he had sublimated and was free from the low-level fun. He whispered: "There is a difference between men and women, what do you have to say? Let's say it here."

Miss Xun looked very embarrassed, with a layer of blush on her pretty face. She nodded quickly and said, "It's the little girl Meng Lang. In fact, since the last time she heard Mr. Chen's mountains and flowing water, the little girl has always... thought about it in her heart, so she compiled a piano score and sent it specially, hoping to ask the young master for advice."

This is not so simple to teach, I want to learn.

Miss Xun had already taken the piano score and handed it to Chen Kaizhi. Chen Kaizhi looked at the notes on his head. Uh, I couldn't understand it, but he still pretended to look at it a few times and said, "Not bad."

Miss Xun's beautiful eyes immediately flashed with disappointment, saying that's right, that means she is still far from her.

Chen Chaoren Aiqi, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially Aiqi. There are countless zithers here. I thought that the piano scores he had compiled with his heart did not satisfy the 'master', so Miss Xun had to say, "I'm laughing."

"Um."

"Then..." Miss Xun seemed unspeakable, and looked at the handsome boy in front of her and felt a little strange.

I came to visit myself, but if someone else wanted to invite me in and sit in. At the beginning, I mistakenly thought he was a disciple, but now I really think it's ridiculous. It seems that people have never had any ripple towards me.

Even when they talked to each other, he was calm and unmoved, which made Miss Xun feel respectful. She thought about it and then plucked up the courage and said, "Is the young master cooking?"

Chen Kaizhi felt very embarrassed. He didn't understand the piano score. He couldn't invite him to sit in the house. Alas, he still had to hold him: "Yes."

Miss Xun said: "Young Master seems to be a little difficult, so why not do this? I would like to hire you as my musician?"

As soon as she spoke, she regretted that she was a gentleman, how could she agree? With such talent, if he really wanted to make money, how could he still be so poor? He looked down on others.

Chen Kaizhi shook his head and said, "My main business is now studying, not to mention that I can't teach you anything."

Miss Xun's heart sank slightly, and she forced a smile and said, "Yes, the little girl is abrupt. So..."

Chen Kaizhi waved his hand at her: "See you again?"

"Yes." Miss Xun then moved her lotus step and looked at Chen Kaizhi's blessing: "So see you again."

Chen Kaizhi bowed to her, without any intention of trying to keep her: "Miss, walk slowly."

"Thank you."

His eyes were facing each other, and he was a little embarrassed. Miss Xun turned around and walked a few steps, but remembered something again, and turned back and said, "Uh, I have been bothering me for so long this time, do you have to charge tuition?"

"Ah..." Chen Kaizhi was shocked. The rich lady was different. He didn't treat money as money, but he was a poor man. He subconsciously said, "Let me think about it." Then he shook his head again: "Forget it, I didn't teach you anything."

Miss Xun smiled, and the corners of her mouth only curled up a little, which added a little to the thatched cottage: "Okay."

After saying that, he had just stepped forward and was about to leave, but he couldn't help but glance back halfway through, and saw that Chen Kaizhi was still standing still.

Miss Xun turned back again: "Young Master Chen..."

"Um?"

This lady is quite verbose.

Miss Xun said timidly: "Before this musical score, I played it for people because my father had a banquet. Isn't it strange for the young master?"

“No.”

Miss Xun laughed again, laughing in a stunning way: "Then I'll leave."

"Let's go, let's go." Chen Kaizhi felt that his embarrassment was about to be caused.

Miss Xun felt a little disappointed. She was the order to expel the guest, so she had to go there depressedly.

Looking at the small soft sedan chair with its back walking away, gradually moving away, Chen Kaizhi took a deep breath, suddenly smelled a strange smell, and suddenly slapped his head: "My poor meal is so messy."

Studying is always boring, but it is Chen Kaizhi's current job. His current purpose is to become a student of a state school, that is, a scholar of this era. If he becomes a scholar, there will be many benefits.

So he can always endure loneliness, but every time he returns to this empty small bedroom, Chen Kaizhi never feels a sense of intimacy in his heart.

Is this my own home?

Since it is home, why don’t you feel a little intimate?

Thinking of this, sometimes his heart becomes depressed.

Suddenly, he remembered something, yes, something was missing here, he immediately started dancing, searching for a charcoal pen, spreading a piece of white paper, and then stood at the desk, and started to concentrate.

This is a sketching technique, but due to the limited conditions, we have to put a little bit of it. After a while, a woman's outline appears on white paper. He continues to draw, and there are noses and eyes in this outline.

"Young Master Chen, Youth Master Chen..."

Someone came again.

However, Chen Kaizhi was very familiar with this voice. It was Cuihong from the song hall. This was a poor girl. Chen Kaizhi's voice was very easy-going: "Come in."

Cuihong then shyly came in and said timidly: "I'll collect... the one who packs her clothes."

"Oh, you can collect it yourself in the back. By the way, when you go back, check if there are more people on the street and try to see as little as possible." Chen Kaiyi continued to draw with charcoal strokes, and the portrait in the outline became clearer.

Cuihong put away her clothes and was about to walk through the room. She looked over curiously: "Oh, Mr. Chen's painting is so good. Who is the painting?"

Chen Kaizhi said: "He is an amazing woman."

Cui Hong's face turned red and she said embarrassedly: "It must be Mr. Chen's sweetheart."

"No, it's a public lover." Chen Kaizhi finished painting the portrait and began to paint the upper body. Well, this portrait actually seems a bit... open here.

Cuihong refused to leave and just watched it foolishly until Chen Kaizhi almost finished painting. She frowned in surprise and said, "Young Master Chen, isn't it too exposed?"

Is it too much?

Chen Kaizhi stood up and looked at it. It was not too much. He smiled and said, "This is called an evening dress."

Cuihong stuck out her tongue and didn't dare to stay anymore. She hurriedly held her underwear and almost covered her face.

Chen Kaizhi looked at his paintings attentively. The paintings were exactly the "jade girl" that people of his age in his previous life would stick in their room. In fact, there was also a golden boy, but the older man would not draw them.

Exposed? This is really unfair. It’s just that Chen Kai owes his hand and draws a star in a suspender dress. Well, the most important thing is memory.

He enthusiastically pasted the painting on the wall opposite the bed, then took a few steps back, and began to appreciate the star-hanging painting. His sketching skills were pretty good, and he was already a bit similar, but... how could he be unconscious... well... his eyebrows and eyes seemed to look a little like Miss Xun?

He stared at the painting blankly, with a little wetness in the corners of his eyes. In his previous life, he had a sister, and his favorite was this actress. He even hung her stickers all over the room at home. Now things have changed, and I don’t know how my sister is doing. No matter how heartless he is, when he sees this painting, he feels affectionately, and Chen Kaizhi can’t help but sigh.

Chen Kaizhi finally found a bit of home. This painting and the jade girl in the painting seemed to have made this small house with only a few walls more contact with the previous life.

He took a deep breath, calmed down, and could no longer have any distracting thoughts, read.

Just occasionally, looking up at the painting made Chen Kaizhi look worried again.
Chapter completed!