Your Royal Highness is From a Thousand Years Ago

Shen Yanbing was looking at the phone, but didn't notice what was wrong with Her Royal Highness.

When he raised his head again, he saw the man in ancient costume walking towards him and frowned slightly for a few seconds to recognize him.

Liming Yue's spirit was tense, and she took a step back subconsciously and ran into Shen Yanbing's body.

"What?" Shen Yanbing looked down at her, couldn't help but stretched out his hand, touched her head like a kid, and the red hair knot on the sideburns hung down.

Limingyue tilted her head, her face gloomy and unclear.

The next moment, she heard the familiar voice, but she was surprised by what she said--

"Ms. Shen!"

She looked up unnaturally. The man in the green shirt was looking at Shen Yanbing, "I didn't expect to meet you here."

Shen Yanbing was also a little surprised, and smiled: "You dress, I almost can't recognize you."

The boy's name is Sheng Zhuo, a student in Shen Yanbing's class, and the student leader of the project she directed.

"You also come out to play with your friends?" Sheng Zhuo had Zhang Jun's face and smiled with a pair of peach-eyed eyes that were very charming and very pleasing.

He looked at the Liming Moon on the side.

Shen Yanbing didn't eat his set very much, and naturally replied, "Yes."

He didn't introduce Limingyue's plan to him.

Sheng Zhuo always winks at people, but this time he couldn't help but look at each other again and again, and the two looked at each other again—

"Hello, my name is Limingyue, Li of Liming, the bright moon of the sky."

Liming Yue took the initiative to say hello, with a slight smile on the corners of her mouth.

Sheng Zhuo was taken aback, and quickly replied: "My name is Sheng Zhuo."

Liming Yue smiled, "Which two words?"

"Add a WeChat." Sheng Zhuo reacted immediately, smiling brightly.

"good."

Until the two added their contact information, Sheng Zhuo said goodbye to leave, and Shen Yanbing was still a little surprised.

She quickly thought of what Liming Yue said earlier, "Anyone you know?"

"Yeah." Of course, the knowledge she said was not the knowledge of this world. Liming Yue thought about it and explained: "He looks like my newlyweds."

"Punma?" Shen Yanbing frowned, "Exactly?"

"In my opinion, yes." Limingyue replied rigorously.

Shen Yanbing didn't know what to say, "He is a student of Bin University. I have been in contact with him. He is definitely a modern person."

"I know." Limingyue replied, "He is not the one I know."

But she couldn't separate the two so quickly.

"Then why did you add WeChat?"

"Curious." Liming Yue chuckled. She walked a few steps quickly, with her hands behind her back, turning around to see her walking backwards, the shadow being stretched very long under the street lamp.

In fact, adding WeChat is nothing more than adding a column of business cards to the list. The dialog box has never been opened. It didn't take long for the busy man Liming Yue to forget about it.

Life during the holidays was unremarkable. Liming Yue went to the studio to study as usual, and she no longer needed Shen Yanbing to pick him up. On the way back, there were occasional students from the studio.

Shen Yanbing was at home, turning over historical works thicker than bricks every day, occasionally showing off his cooking skills, lying flat without guilt.

Her Royal Highness, who is diligent and conscientious, is making rapid progress-learning modern pinyin, using mobile phones more and more skillfully, reading social news more and more frequently, and often talking about three or five sentences with people in the studio.

The two occasionally went for a walk downstairs and climbed Wuhuang Mountain. After Liming Yue learned to take pictures, they always took pictures of the outside scenery. When they got home, they chose one by one, using the mountain birds, fish and insects as paintings. material.

On the day of the outing, Liming Yue told Shen Yanbing when she returned that Teacher Liu Yu suggested that she go to the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts for further studies and not waste her talent.

After that, she also felt that it was a bit difficult to achieve, and added: "I think it's already very good here."

Shen Yanbing did not nod immediately, but replied after a moment of deep thought, "I'll talk about it later."

——Of course, she knows that the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts is the most suitable place for Liming Yue’s talents, but how to go and what to do is a big problem. Moreover, Liming Yue is different from ordinary people. The most important thing for her is to learn modern common sense and integrate into society.

There are more and more line drafts at home. There is a basket of calligraphic Chinese paintings that are thrown away almost every day. Shen Yanbing often comes to observe. At her level, she can hardly see the problems of the princess. The semi-finished product sighed.

"Why don't you practice calligraphy?" Liming Yue asked her during the meal—Shen Yanbing also writes occasionally, and her posture was very well-trained at the first glance, but her skills were scarcely lost.

The reason is actually very simple. There is no hardship for Liming Yue to guess secretly. Shen Yanbing replied casually: "I don't love it enough."

"Plus the high school is too busy, it slowly put it aside."

Limingyue lowered her head to eat, and raised her head a few seconds later: "It's okay, I know there are many ways out for modern times."

She has slowly understood and accepted—for this era, single-handed calligraphy is not that important.

When she first realized it, she still had some criticisms about it, but as she deepened her studies in other subjects, she gradually let go of the knots.

School is about to start after the summer, but Shen Yanbing is not in a hurry, and still lives like that every day. Ms. Zheng Man and Mr. Shen Tongzhou occasionally greeted her with a few words, and they were completely perfunctory whenever they mentioned academic work.

"It's pretty good now." Shen Yanbing typed and sent it. Her new paper has passed the second review, and the chances of appearing in the journal are very high.

She talked about it and got unanimous approval from both of them.

But what she didn't say is that the complicated interpersonal relationships in this field don't have to wait for publication, her name has now spread throughout the literature academy circle.

——Young and vigorous, without knowing the rules, eager for quick success.

The contacts accumulated in the previous announcements have alienated her tacitly at this moment.

Shen Yanbing has long been indifferent, and since she started contacting the academic circle as an undergraduate, she has been full of disappointments.

She remembered that when she enrolled, the history professor smiled and asked who in the class really filled history with her first choice. Shen Yanbing naturally raised her right hand proudly-most of the students with her grades went to economics and law. , She is guarding this simple ideal.

Therefore, transferring to the liberal arts college can be said to be the most tangled decision she has ever made in her life.

At that time, she just wanted to get rid of the haze, and then she realized that everything was the same.

Ms. Zheng Man always said that her mind was not clear and focused, and she refused to admit that the current era is no longer their academic golden age.

——This is a reality for most liberal arts students, but Shen Yanbing actually doesn't need to care about it.

Zheng Man's reputation is the highest. As a daughter, as long as she is not too outrageous, the editors of many historical journals will give it a little bit of thinness. This is what Shen Yanbing hates the most.

Zheng Man's virtues are well-known, and she naturally disdains what to strive for for her family, but at the point where she is, there is no need to talk about many things.

That was the time when Shen Yanbing doubted herself the most-she couldn't tell whether the praise was given to her or the mother behind her.

It was also at that time that her "historical truth" essay that spent a lot of effort was rejected by core journals in the industry and was harshly evaluated as "worthless".

In her senior year, despite everyone's opposition, she decided to go to modern literature that was no longer relevant.

——This is the defect she once loved.

Limingyue once said to her seriously: "You are a very powerful person."

All the people around her who had been in contact with her, including the former Shen Yanbing himself, thought so too-now she can accept her ordinaryness.

Shen Yanbing sat in front of the coffee table, looking at the mailbox, his expression faint.

She challenged authority and put forward her core point of view six years ago in the literary world-although there are few supporters.

But she didn't think she failed and she didn't regret it.

In recent years, she deliberately avoided the discussion of historical research, but still unconsciously wrote a biography of historical figures. The dawn and moon fell from the sky. Although she had been suppressing the idea of ​​exploration and excavation, she still couldn't help but restore that distant era in her heart.

True love is like a beam of flame, even if it is obliterated, it can be rekindled silently with only a star spark.

When Limingyue came back, she saw Shen Yanbing, who was always smiling.

A black humor movie is playing on the TV in the living room.

After Liming Yue finished changing her shoes, she took off her sun protection jacket and sat beside her.

She asked: "Aren't you happy?"

Shen Yanbing smiled slightly, approached the table top of the coffee table, and looked at her with one hand on his cheek.

Liming Yue changed the subject, "Ms. Liu said he would ask me to give the students a calligraphy class."

"Oh? Did she mention it?" Shen Yanbing naturally had no doubts about the level of the princess, but felt that it was overkill and wasted her time.

Limingyue crossed a strawberry on the table: "It is Panpan mentioned, and then everyone agrees."

Panpan is Liu Panyou, Liu Yu's adolescent daughter.

"Everyone does not include Teacher Liu Yu?" Shen Yanbing chuckled lightly, and Liming Yue nodded embarrassedly.

"Why do you want to agree?" Liming Yue looked soft and deceptive, but he was actually a very assertive person and would not be confused about priorities.

Limingyue looked at her, touching her fingertips with her hands and then closing her palms together, revealing a smiling face: "They said they would charge me for lessons."

"..." Shen Yanbing laughed, "I thought it was your friendship with them."

Liming Yue pursed her lips and smiled: "There are too, otherwise I won't do much money."

Shen Yanbing didn't pay attention to the movie anymore, turned to ask her how much money, and the princess quoted a price-one hundred yuan an hour.

It is indeed a very friendly price.

Shen Yanbing didn't stop him, "As long as you think you can balance it well."

"I plan to go to the studio in the morning from tomorrow." Liming Yue's previous high momentum suddenly disappeared, "Summer vacation is almost over, and the studio will not open often."

Shen Yanbing was surprised: "Ms. Liu is leaving?"

"He Ye is going to the capital to start school, and Teacher Liu is also going on a business trip."

Limingyue has really learned a lot of modern terms now, and Shen Yanbing is pleased, and thinks that Binda is about to start school.

"Binda also has the Academy of Fine Arts." Shen Yanbing said, after thinking about it, "Although it is not well-known, the studio tools should be enough."

Limingyue's eyes sparkled, "Can I go?"

Shen Yanbing glanced at her, curled his lips and smiled, "Help you ask."

From that day on, Limingyue lived a life of going out early and returning late every day. When Shen Yanbing woke up in the morning, the other party had disappeared long ago, and occasionally had a meal at Teacher Liu's house at noon, adapting very well.

"Remember to send a message if you don't come back for dinner at noon."

Limingyue chick nodded, "I will remember."

Shen Yanbing smiled helplessly. She guessed that her Royal Highness was mostly fascinated by writing and painting, often forgetting time.

Until the end of the summer vacation, Limingyue’s WeChat had added all the children in the studio, and the number in the wallet was steadily increasing.

"I can buy you a gift next time." Liming Yue lay on the sofa, holding a red scarf and white sheep doll, "Can you teach me online shopping?"

Shen Yanbing put down the book and laughed: "Yes."

Limingyue’s major accounts use Shen Yanbing’s real-name identity, even the bank card bound to WeChat is no exception.

Shen Yanbing helped her get on the shopping website, and Liming Yue was dazzled by the pop-up advertisements and gift bags, frowning and earnestly lit.

"These don't need to be reasonable." Shen Yanbing helped her cross one by one, Liming Yue nodded and swiped the page.

Then she raised her head and looked at Shen Yanbing with some confusion.

"It may be a bit difficult." Shen Yanbing taught her to add a shopping cart and fill in the address to pay. "Remember to pay the password?"

Limingyue nodded and reported: "170621."

"...Well, don't forget, and don't tell anyone."

This string of passwords was set by Shen Yanbing when he opened WeChat Pay. June 21, 2017 was the day Liming Moon came to the modern world.

"I won't tell anyone." Liming Yue is certainly not stupid, "Only you and I know."

Shen Yanbing was a little helpless: "When your identity information is completed, you should change everything, and don't tell me."

Liming Yue did not speak.

"When is your birthday?" Shen Yanbing remembered to ask, "Don't remember to use your birthday, it's too easy to guess."

"Xin Mao Nian, Renchen Moon and Ding Wei Ri" Liming Yue thought about it a long time ago, "There is still a difference with the calendar here. According to the modern Gregorian calendar, it is probably April 22."

Shen Yanbing nodded when he heard the words, did not delve into it, and sighed: "By the time your birthday, you are almost independent."

Limingyue didn't return to her, so she turned to play a new game, Mi Xiao Le.

The author has something to say: Shen Yanbing's own VS Shen Yanbing's eyes

Friend: What you said is that the core essays are constant at a young age. Is it just a sideline that you can have the initiative to ask for papers if you write and write casually?

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