Your Royal Highness is From a Thousand Years Ago

The freshmen of Bencheng University enrolled at the end of August, and the military training began two weeks later. Shen Yanbingyuan thought that he could be free until the beginning of September. Unexpectedly, two days before the formal admission, he temporarily took over the freshman class.

"The old professor who was originally assigned can't take it this year. Didn't Mr. Shen post several papers in succession? There must be no problem with the studies of the freshmen."

Shen Yanbing listened to the constant exclamation and encouragement on the phone, and interrupted the other party with the word "good".

She thanked her and hung up the phone.

Zhou Ying was indignant after knowing this, and the WeChat messages were one after another, and finally condensed into one sentence: "Isn't this tossing you intentionally?"

"What else can I do?" Shen Yanbing added the new student group and counselor WeChat, and opened the file that he had just issued.

The person who called her just now was not from the administrative office, but from a teacher at the liberal arts college and her same level-talking very strangely.

Zhou Ying sent another message: "The professor said not to take it a long time ago. I only informed you today. It is clearly intentional!"

"And why I just threw it to you, I'm also a graduate of Beijing University, so why don't I deserve it?" Zhou Ying held an injustice.

Shen Yanbing knew that this matter was inseparable from his paper, and sighed in his heart—the day of paddling was going away.

Limingyue didn't know what happened, and what was visible to the naked eye was that Shen Yanbing's reply to news became more and more frequent.

Early that day, Limingyue woke up early as usual, and soon she saw Shen Yanbing also out of the bedroom.

"Do you want breakfast?" Her Royal Highness expertly preheated the frozen osmanthus cake in the refrigerator, and when she saw her preparing to wash, she took a few more cakes.

"It's three yuan." Shen Yanbing was still a little sleepy. After washing out, he poured himself a glass of ice milk and sat down.

Limingyue is not accustomed to milk, and used to drink hot soy milk in the morning at home.

"I'm going to school later." Shen Yanbing had a headache when she mentioned this incident. "I'm not home at noon. Can you eat at Teacher Liu first these few days?"

"Yes, Teacher Liu often stays with me." Liming Yue promised readily, but did not forget to ask, "Then can you come to pick me up at night?"

Shen Yanbing smiled relaxedly, "Yes, but the time is uncertain."

The process of welcome to the new year is the same every year. Most of the work is done by student organizations. In addition to counselors and counselor assistants, Shen Yanbing is not in his turn.

But she is going to check in, show her face, and take care of her new classmates.

Now that he has undertaken the task, Shen Yanbing will definitely not shirk anymore and must do his best to do his best.

The studio didn't open until nine o'clock, and Shen Yanbing went out earlier than Liming Yue, "Remember to close the door."

Limingyue nodded, sat at the desk and watched the news. After Shen Yanbing left, she used her mobile phone to check the college admission information.

It was much more lively than she thought, and everyone looked hopeful.

She smiled, a little envious.

Bencheng University is not far from the city center. The newly-built building is full of technological sense. Even the design of the Faculty of Arts is full of modern elements.

Shen Yanbing first went to the office building of the College of Arts, and when he passed by, he saw scattered lines in the hall downstairs-freshmen who came to hand in files and register.

The sophomore who distributed the school badge in front saw her and greeted her in surprise, "Hello, Mr. Shen!"

Many students turned their heads one after another-chiffon shirts and casual pants, tall, fair-skinned, and elegant, with an elegant temperament when they walked over.

Shen Yanbing smiled and nodded, "Are you here so early? Thank you for your hard work."

"No, you came early too." The student smiled cautiously, and when they went upstairs, they sighed at the freshmen in front of them, "You are so lucky..."

The freshman who took the school badge was still on the stairs where people walked, and someone next to him immediately asked: "Why did the senior sister say that?"

"Did you see, the teacher Shen Yanbing just now is your head teacher."

Only then did the freshmen match up with the teacher in the group, exclaiming, spreading from ten to ten, and everyone knew the news soon. The amazing snapshot of the teacher passing by was also in the small group of students. Spread around.

Shen Yanbing naturally couldn't think of all this, and went up to the second floor to find the counselor for this session.

"Hello, Teacher Shen!" In the aisle, the young girl hurried by stopped, Shen Yanbing subconsciously replied "Hello", and continued to look for the house number, the next moment the young girl grabbed his arm——

"Mr. Shen, this is Guo Jing."

Shen Yanbing lowered his head to look at the hands of the other party, and slowly raised his head to look at this slightly young girl's face, confirming: "Guo Jing? Counselor?"

The other party released his hand and smiled embarrassedly: "Yes."

Guo Jing explained: "Although I got this name, I really have nothing to do with the heroes. Then, uh, I am a new counselor. I graduated with a master's degree from Binh University last year."

Shen Yanbing was a little convinced, and went into the office with her. Seeing the other person patted his head again, "Ah, I forgot, I was just going downstairs to send the information!"

After speaking, he hurried out and rushed out.

Shen Yanbing sat down, saw a bunch of unfamiliar information piled on the leather sofa, flipped through it, and saw the signature on it, feeling helpless--Counselor Guo Jing didn't take anything at all when he ran out.

Zhou Ying just sent a WeChat message, full of joking: "How did you feel about being on the job on the first day?"

Shen Yanbing: "The Caotai team mistaken me."

Zhou Ying laughed crazy over there, and Shen Yanbing opened the chat box with the counselor, took a picture of the pile of information and sent it over.

Guo Jing didn't reply to the news for a long time, and Shen Yanbing raised her eyebrows a little—could it be that she was nosy?

Soon, the office door was opened in a hurry. Guo Jing looked at her breathlessly and saw Shen Yanbing wipe his forehead, "Mr. Shen, haha, I'll come back to find something, wait a moment."

"Is this?" Shen Yanbing pointed to the materials on the sofa. Guo Jing relaxed and fell to the side of the sofa with amnesty, "Yes, yes, my eyes!"

"I just sent you a message." Shen Yanbing originally wanted to wait for the other party to respond and confirm, so he sent it to her.

Guo Jing took out his mobile phone and said, "Oh, thank you so much. I'm so anxious and busy, I can't even look at WeChat."

The girl sighed, holding this pile of materials, "This is only the first day..."

Shen Yanbing poured her a glass of water, "Take it slowly, as long as you have experience."

Even so, Shen Yanbing couldn't help predicting the level of chaos in this session.

——Compared with the instructor, the head teacher is usually more leisurely, but this time it may not be necessary.

On a new day, Shen Yanbing returned to her office and cleaned up the desk. She didn't have much direct contact with the students. Most of the time, she stayed indoors, letting time pass by.

In the afternoon, Guo Jing, who saw everything on track, came to look for her, "Mr. Shen, will you go to the student dormitory together later?"

Shen Yanbing was okay anyway, and was about to agree. Seeing Guo Jing added, "Several hospital leaders are going to visit the new dormitory. It's really people-oriented."

"..." Shen Yanbing glanced at her, confirming that the other party didn't know it when they first arrived, and declined, "I think there is something else."

Seriously, the courtyard hasn't done anything too much to her, and there may not be any waves if she goes there, but Shen Yanbing is too lazy to go wrong with her.

Guo Jing was a little regretful, and after asking a few more times, he did not force any more after getting the same reply.

There was really nothing wrong with sitting in the class. Shen Yanbing left the school before dinner, said hello to another class teacher, and drove to Wuhuang Mountain.

It was still Liu Panyou who opened the door to her outside the door of the studio, with redder hair and much simpler dress than before.

"Hi!" Liu Panyou greeted, "My mother taught Sister Li to paint in the house, no one bothered."

Shen Yanbing smiled, is this the meaning of telling her not to bother?

The entrance room was very air-conditioned, and the middle school students sat sparsely holding the drawing board, and there were also people practicing calligraphy on the table.

"Miss Shen?" He Ye greeted her with surprise when he saw her, "Are you here to pick Mingyue?"

"Yes, don't worry." Shen Yanbing turned around casually and walked to the big round table where she was.

There were a lot of rough-edged papers on the table. After the ink was over, they were stacked one by one. Shen Yanbing looked at it. The handwriting was different. It was obviously a student's work.

"Also practicing calligraphy?" Shen Yanbing looked at He Ye, and the other nodded and laughed, "I always thought that the problem was not big before, but now I know that the difference is too far."

The boundary between this is obviously the arrival of Liming Moon.

Shen Yanbing smiled. The two of them were in good spirits. They chatted a few more words. Finally, He Ye even handed her a pen to discuss sincerely: "I didn't expect Miss Shen to study calligraphy so much. Why don't you give it a try?"

"I can also talk about the theory." Shen Yanbing chuckled, and still took the brush-holding the pen naturally, with deep muscle memory, and the past exercises are suddenly clearer.

The writing is smooth and contented, He Ye praised: "I have practiced it at first glance."

Although there are many problems, I can see that the foundation is very good, and it is a good level among amateurs.

"It's been a long time since I practiced." Shen Yanbing was ashamed, "I feel unfamiliar with the pen now."

He Ye agreed, "Mingyue has written so well and has to practice for so long every day. This kind of perseverance is really rare."

With that, she found a post that Limingyue practiced today, "The teacher said that the study can go to the competition."

Shen Yanbing asked smoothly: "Are there any games recently?"

"This is too much. The Binda Academy of Fine Arts recently had an exhibition, but the requirement is to submit papers from school students, and it is also organized by the Bincheng Book Association, and at the provincial level. In the second half of this year, the Lanting Exhibition It’s held in Shacheng, and Teacher Liu wants to try it too."

"Lanting Exhibition?" Shen Yanbing felt familiar.

"Yes!" He Ye seemed a little excited. "It was only a few years ago. Although it is new, it has a very good reputation in the industry. The judges can even invite a semi-retired calligrapher!"

Shen Yanbing remembered that what Zheng Ke was busy planning recently was the Shacheng Lanting Exhibition-the other party also sent her official website information. She only looked at it roughly, and almost forgot all kinds of things when she was busy.

Shen Yanbing could even guess that the half-retired calligrapher He Ye said was her grandfather Zheng Dexing.

This can't help but make her sigh that the circle is really small.

When Limingyue came out, she saw the two people who were talking in detail, and the gloom in her eyes flashed.

Liu Yu followed out, joking He Ye: "You can hear your voice inside."

He Ye coughed lightly and recovered her appearance as a lady.

Shen Yanbing looked at Liming Yue: "It's over?"

Limingyue nodded and took her in to see-the painting is a distant view of Wuhuang Mountain, lush, misty in the morning, ethereal and vivid.

"I feel more and more." Shen Yanbing praised, "It's beautiful and smart."

Limingyue still looked at her as if she was perfunctory.

Shen Yanbing is helpless. She usually writes about her analysis, but she always praises her poor words in person. After carefully examining it again, she praised a few details from the details, but Liming Yue said: "I know."

Shen Yanbing was speechless for a while.

She deliberated and saw Liming Yue's raised apricot eyes and the paint accidentally stained on her hands. She carefully tested: "Are you awesome?"

Limingyue couldn't hold back, she burst out laughing.

Shen Yanbing followed with a relaxed smile, "You have always been great."

"Really?" Liming Yue looked into her eyes.

Shen Yanbing assured: "Yes."

"If you don't say it, you will forget it." Liming Yue earnestly, "Take it as a reason, and then I will become a tool for drawing and writing."

In the early days when Jing Chao was favored by calligraphy, she was accustomed to but not respected.

After going around, Shen Yanbing understood what the princess meant, and touched her head: "I will praise you every day from now on."

Limingyue was embarrassed and avoided her hand: "That's not what it meant."

Shen Yanbing did not refute, smiling: "Go home now?"

Liming Yueli vortexed shallowly: "Yeah."

The author has something to say: Today's second update, thank you for supporting the original version.

Tired, there should be no two more changes tomorrow.