Rebirth of the only favorite business queen

Chapter 8

"I want to worship you as my teacher!" Feng Youran explained her purpose.

"I have never accepted an apprentice, and I have never thought about accepting an apprentice. As for why I agreed to come over, it may be because I am curious about you. Since you are here, if you want to stay, you can stay. You know my tea, I love you. I am also very curious about you, how about you give me time to find out your little secrets, and I will do my best to teach you all I can?" Ge Guanyu said frankly.

"can!"

Looking at Feng Youran's confident look, Ge Guanyu was not depressed, and added: "If I lose my curiosity about you, it's time for you to leave! So, little girl, how long you can stay here depends on your ability Already!" The big hand with distinct bones picked up the teacup but didn't drink it.

"I understand, then I'll go out first!" Feng Youran left the study with a smile.

As soon as he walked out of the corner, Ge Song leaned against the wall with his pillow on his hands, and when he saw Feng Youran, he stood up.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, why aren't you asleep?"

"Don't forget that we are an alliance. Of course I care about your situation, um...Of course, if I have a situation, you, you have to care about me as much. This is the alliance, right?" Ge Song said awkwardly , raised his hand to brush the curly hair in front of his forehead.

"Is your hair naturally curly?"

"Yeah, it's ugly, right? I hate this hair the most!"

"No, it suits you very well, really!" Feng Youran deliberately rubbed his head a few times with her hands, and her fine hair became a chicken coop.

"Really? Then I won't cut it for the time being!" The next morning, Feng Youran got up, and there were only the three of them here except Teacher Fang who sent her here, and yesterday, through observing her habit of Ge Guanyu, she had some I understand that he is a very mysterious and extremely talented Confucian, and there are only a handful of people who can be invited by him, so she just wants to earn the first pot of "gold" for herself. After she adjusts her state, use A brand new self came to face the Feng family, Ye Juehan, and everyone.

Fortunately, she was miserable academically in her previous life, but she was indeed a master at cooking. She put on an apron and walked into the kitchen, starting the first day of her new life.

Ge Guanyu was wearing a large white nightgown, sitting in front of the guzheng in the morning light, and started playing the zither casually. The sound of the zither seemed to be in a spiritual spring, clear and ethereal...

Halfway through the song, a melodious bamboo flute sounded, and the zither and the flute cooperated tacitly. Feng Youran raised his head and looked at the whiteness upstairs, his eyes were like torches.

Days passed like this day by day, Feng Youran's craftsmanship conquered the stomachs of several people in the family, and Ge Guanyu was as he said, never refusing Feng Youran's request, whether it was calligraphy, painting or Guzheng, he took out all of them. He poured out the patience he had never had before.

Feng Youran was sitting next to another guzheng, plucking the strings with her slender fingers, and her slightly drooping face was extremely soft, unobtrusive but not to be ignored. Ge Guanyu was on the other side, holding a brush and listening to the sound of the piano, sketching something.

Ge Guanyu raised his pen and turned his gaze to Feng Youran. At first he thought that Ge Song was already a strange flower, but Feng Youran was even more admirable. Her intelligence and understanding can play out everything she has said fluently, although it is jerky , but after a little time, she can quickly express the artistic conception, which can be described as the unity of human and piano, but in calligraphy and painting, she does not follow the hairpin flower script that girls like, and insists on writing unstructured and arrogant cursive script , thinking that she would retreat in the face of difficulties, but it turned out to be the opposite, and the charm of steel bones in cursive was brought into full play.

The more we get along, the more I find that she is a difficult mystery, and she has learned so much that he is a little anxious...he still can't understand her...time...

At the end of the song, Feng Youran looked out the window, a little dazed, with a slight sadness on her face...

Ge Guanyu picked up the pen quickly as if with divine help, took out a piece of rice paper and started to draw. A few seemingly simple lines had already outlined the little woman like an elf. Looking at the person on the picture, he shook his head slightly. Shaking his head, he couldn't wait for the ink to dry before rolling it up and putting it on the bookshelf beside him.

I don't know what Ye Juehan is doing at this time, it has been more than two months, can he think of her occasionally?Thinking of the way he was kissed by her, my heart warmed up, and the smile on his face could no longer be stopped.

"What's so happy about it?" Ge Song didn't know what came in. In more than two months, he seemed to have grown a lot, and he was still so tugging, which made her want to ruffle his curly hair.

"It's nothing, I think time flies so fast, are you out of seclusion today?" Feng Youran teased, this guy retreats from time to time, and often disappears for a few days, although he is curious, but he doesn't say anything, and she doesn't ask.

"What? Thinking of me now? I thought I had been forgotten?" Ge Song snorted dissatisfied. Just now seeing her sitting there smiling so sweetly, he felt uncomfortable for a while, and came out. Guan's good mood was lost by her, anyway, he didn't like her laughing like that, nympho!

"I made braised pork with preserved vegetables, do you eat it?" Feng Youran asked with a smile.

"Nonsense, I've starved to death these days!" Ge Song dragged, and could only be angry at her way of changing the topic.

"Teacher Ge, let's go out first." Feng Youran said politely.

"Let's go, he's already possessed and can't hear your voice." After speaking, he pulled Feng Youran and ran out.

After taking them away, Ge Guanyu pulled out the hastily rolled up painting, put it on the table, raised his hand slightly, as if he was about to open it, but his hand was hanging in the air hesitantly...

Ge Song ate his food, feeling a little better, "Little girl, come and eat with me, or I'm bored."

"How old are you? It's a shame!" Feng Youran didn't care, she sat opposite him with the book in her hand, embarrassing him.

"It's older than you anyway!" "By the way, let me tell you something..."

Feng leisurely raised her eyebrows.

"Say!"

Ge Song is so angry, this stinky girl is really unlikable!

"You don't laugh so nympho in the future, I get goosebumps all over my body when I see it, don't you know?" He said in a low voice, digging his head into the rice.

"I'm a nympho?!" Feng Youran stared at him, saying she was a nympho, who was she crazy about.

"Anyway, just don't always smirk at others, it's ugly anyway! You have also read a lot of books with my old-fashioned uncle, don't you know that women have to be reserved to be beautiful?" Ge Song also preached very rationally.

"Shut up and eat your food!" The two months together have been very pleasant, Ge Song is a talkative and relaxed person, it would be very interesting to have such a friend.

Speaking of old-fashioned, Feng Youran put down the book and thought about Ge Guanyu. At the age of 36, if he was not physically disabled or in poor condition, he would have already had a wife and children, but he has only one gold left. The man ran to this remote place alone to live a life of idle clouds and wild cranes. It really makes people sigh, does he not like women?or for what?He is also quite a strange person. If she is said to be a different kind, why is he not.

(End of this chapter)