Your Royal Highness is From a Thousand Years Ago

After school starts, Shen Yanbing spends most of his time in the office.

Zhou Ying is much more idle than her. She ran out without class and wanted to pull Shen Yanbing for recreation from time to time. She was quite unconscious of being a teacher.

"Kao Bo was originally forced by the family." Zhou Ying sat on the desk indifferently, sipping milk tea, "I don't have any academic enthusiasm at all. I just want to eat."

Shen Yanbing didn't answer her when he tapped the keyboard. Zhou Ying seemed to think of something, and turned to look at her: "Has your new paper been published?"

"Yeah." Shen Yanbing only then looked up, tilting his head back a little tired, not wanting to mention it.

Zhou Ying glanced at her and put the milk tea down: "Bingmao hasn't published an article in "Literary Critic" for a long time. For that point, why don't you have to rate it?"

"It doesn't matter." Shen Yanbing opened his eyes, "If you have an opinion, you can write a rebuttal and publish it. I will read it."

Zhou Ying chuckled, and after the laugh, he was curious, "Why would you want to come to Binda University? You are too talented. With your level, it is not difficult to stay in Beijing, right?"

Bincheng’s economy is at the forefront of the country, and its living environment is even better.

"I prefer the south." Shen Yanbing chuckled, "The pressure in the capital is too great, I am more comfortable with the current rhythm."

She had been studying in the capital for eight years, and in retrospect she didn't have much nostalgia.

When there were more acquaintances in Jingcheng and Shacheng, she felt that she was not free enough, which was a little strange to her.

Zhou Ying agrees with the view that Beijing is under pressure, but can't help but emphasize: "Bincheng is not easy either."

"Although the contract doesn't say, but someone like me who doesn't want to write a thesis at all will be replaced by a newcomer sooner or later." Zhou Ying smiled and excited, "Then I will be my travel blogger and bartender master. !"

"You can do it." Shen Yanbing smiled slightly. Although she didn't have such passion, she believed that the other party did have this ability.

The dinner on this day is still a threesome, Zhou Ying can't help but molested as soon as he sees Liming Yue, "My sister is so cute today!"

Liming Yue responded with embarrassment. The two had a relationship, and Shen Yanbing looked like an outsider.

"When will Mingyue participate in the exhibition? Sister, I'm still waiting for it!" Zhou Ying blinked at her and smiled in high spirits.

Limingyue lowered his head to pick up vegetables, and said softly, "I didn't paint well."

Shen Yanbing hadn't looked at the two of them, swiping the information on their mobile phones while eating, as if he hadn't paid attention at all.

Liming Yue took a peek at her from time to time, seeing the other party did not say anything, covering up the loss on her face, still maintaining a polite smile in response.

It was the same as Zhou Ying's separation. On the way home, Liming Yue mentioned: "I took a calligraphy class today, and the teacher said that I should participate in the Binda Calligraphy Exhibition."

"Yes." Shen Yanbing drove the car, "but you need to provide identity information?"

Limingyue nodded and added: "The entry requirement is for students at school."

"What did the calligraphy teacher at the Academy of Fine Arts say?" Shen Yanbing stopped the car and looked at her, "I remember that there are usually recommended places for this kind of exhibition."

Shen Yanbing had a good idea. The Penn University Calligraphy Exhibition is mainly for college students. The gold content is not too high. Indeed, some calligraphy teachers took the initiative to throw an olive branch to Liming Yue, but Liming Yue felt that it was not very good.

"I don't meet the competition rules, it's not fair." Her Royal Highness was unexpectedly stubborn.

Shen Yanbing was facing the front window, as if seeing himself in his early years.

She paused and said, "Don't waste the opportunity."

Limingyue looked down, and Shen Yanbing glanced at her, "What you need now is the experience of participating in the exhibition."

Young people are always afraid of breaking the rules and avoiding the twists and turns of society. They seem to become heinous villains as soon as they become infected, and they have to use the "model of the clear stream" as their spiritual support.

Shen Yanbing has passed that young age, and the relationship in the circle is no longer as sharp as before.

Her Royal Highness has lived in the palace for so many years, it is naturally impossible for her to be so pure and innocent.

But when she first came to modern society, she maintained a sensitive awe of all modern rules.

Limingyue looked at her and did not insist, "I will prepare seriously."

Shen Yanbing smiled relaxedly: "There is no need to have a psychological burden."

"All you have to do is to show your own level." She puts her right hand on Limingyue's shoulder, "If someone is willing to recommend you, it means that they like you. If you are not satisfied but are recommended, then it is called unfair."

"It is an honor for them to have outstanding and even out-of-circle works at the Binda Calligraphy Exhibition."

After so many years, Shen Yanbing's bottom line is still very clear.

Liming Yue fixedly looked at her, she felt a hot shoulder, and the warmth rushed into her heart along the meridians. At this moment, she truly realized the sense of value.

In the next few days, Shen Yanbing noticed that Liming Yue, who was used to reading at night, began to practice writing.

"The school has too few calligraphy classes." It's too basic for her.

Limingyue didn't mention the fact that she had jumped from Xiaobai to a great **** in the class because of her calligraphy status. Even the calligraphy teacher respected her a bit, and even couldn't help but wander around while she was writing.

Calligraphy is a matter of state-consciousness. After drinking, Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Collection Preface" left his name in the past. After rewriting it many times, it was not as good as the original charm. Liming Yue did not dare to compete with this magical brush, but he was also worried about the present. Feel.

Impetuous and unstable.

—Shen Yanbing's exhibition experience is indeed important.

Liming Yue glanced at it, and Shen Yanbing was typing on the sofa holding the laptop.

The keyboard sound is very small, and the frequency of tapping is also very low. Obviously, the other party is not in good condition.

The eyes of the two suddenly collided, Liming Yue moved away pretending to be careless, but Shen Yanbing stood up, entered the bedroom and quickly changed his clothes and came out.

"Are you going out?" Her Royal Highness couldn't help frowning. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

The other party obviously didn't mean to take her out.

Shen Yanbing nodded, "I have an appointment with a friend. I'll be back later. You don't have to wait for me."

Limingyue watched as the door closed, her back disappeared, and the brush in her hand was pressed on the paper, splashing a ball of ink.

—The quality of the ink I bought is really not as good as the ink that Yantang grinds. She thought in a mess, where and who is Shen Yanbing going to meet?

Of course Shen Yanbing was not obliged to report to her.

She went to the Qing Bar again. Luo Jianing and her bartender girlfriend were still you and me. They were surprised when they saw Shen Yanbing, "You haven't been here for a while!"

Luo Jianing never said anything about Xu Nuo before, and smiled and ordered her a low-degree cocktail, "Are you here for Aventure~"

Shen Yanbing smiled lightly, "It's too boring at home."

Limingyue looked at her too clearly, and she was disturbed by bothering her.

"Of course it's boring to stay alone!" Luo Jianing immediately became interested, Shen Yanbing's famous house, when did I see her say that the house is boring!

Shen Yanbing couldn't explain it to her, and smiled, "If you don't get along, it would be embarrassing to live together."

She was not very polite, originally meant Liming Yue, but the scene when she was with Xu Nuo flashed in her mind.

Luo Jianing naturally agreed, looked around, quickly locked on the target, bent over and whispered: "At six o'clock, a new frequent visitor, a beautiful lady with style, get to know?"

Shen Yanbing took a sip of her wine and was not very interested. She used to come here to relax when she was not in good condition, and she didn't have much other activities.

She lowered her head, tucked her loose hair to her ears, and couldn't help but wonder what Liming Yue did at home-the princess's temperament was sometimes large and small, and she could often feel the convergence and disguise of the other person in front of her.

The folk princess who survived in the background of the court would simply classify her as a little sheep only if she was careless.

She shook the goblet and laughed to herself, feeling that she was too gloomy about people.

After all, it's just a poor girl who has strayed into the modern era. She doesn't understand anything. There is nothing wrong with being attached to her.

"I can't make a mistake." Shen Yanbing said to himself, stressing it again in his heart, and suppressing the delicate feelings.

The clear bar plays soft music, the light is slightly dim, and an atmosphere of rendezvous is created everywhere.

Shen Yanbing rarely asked for another glass of wine.

"Hey! Good evening beauties—"

Unprepared, Shen Yanbing's neck was held by someone, and the big waves of the visitor made people's skin itchy. The familiar voice made Shen Yanbing frown. When someone sat down next to her, she dared to say in surprise: " Zhou Ying?"

Zhou Ying's eyes were misty, but his speech was extremely clear, and he hugged Shen Yanbing and said, "It's really you, Bingbing!"

Luo Jianing was shocked, "Do you know each other?"

Only then did Shen Yanbing know that the new frequent guest Luo Jianing had previously introduced was Zhou Ying and Fu E, "She is my friend."

Zhou Ying immediately raised his head, leaned half of his body on his temple on the counter, and complained to Shen Yanbing, "You never introduce me to such a good place, it's too interesting."

Shen Yanbing finally frowned, "What's the matter with you?"

This is an authentic LES, Zhou Ying has changed so many boyfriends, but he can't be straight anymore.

Zhou Ying was already half drunk and smiled, "Suddenly discovered that women seem to be..."

Shen Yan looked at her coldly, Zhou Ying became more sober and smirked, "It's definitely not curiosity!"

"What do you want to do?" Shen Yanbing didn't look at her. He counted the degree of accidents experienced in this store this year—the last time I saw Xu Nuo and this time I met Zhou Ying. This feeling of meeting acquaintances greatly affected her. relax.

Seeing no embarrassment, Zhou Ying suddenly approached Shen Yanbing and replied cheerfully, "...I want to chase Liming Moon."

"..." Shen Yanbing turned his head in disbelief, the two looked at each other, and the drunkenness in Zhou Ying's eyes was swept away, not like nonsense.

The ice of the wine glass in his hand filled his palms, Shen Yanbing frowned slowly, and said a little bit difficultly, "What do you mean?"

Zhou Ying gushed a glass of wine, just as if the other party didn't trust her, and counted the feasibility with his fingers.

"Sister Li is too sweet, don't you think? I can't stand a straight girl anymore." Zhou Ying lowered his voice, "and I think she likes me."

Shen Yanbing replied unceremoniously: "Why didn't I see it?"

Zhou Ying showed an expression of "you are blind".

"..." Shen Yanbing hasn't been so speechless for a long time, "Pick your brain back, she doesn't mean that."

Zhou Ying was unhappy, "Although they are your relatives, you can't do this."

"If Mingyue is interesting to me, you are breaking the stick of mandarin ducks!"

Shen Yanbing didn't bother to lift his eyelids, got up and paid the bill and left, leaving Zhou Ying still "Hey" and stretched out his hand.

Luo Jianing, who was watching the play, was also a little confused, thinking of something, "Is Mingyue Miss Li that you just said?"

Zhou Ying was surprised and wary, "She's been here? How did you meet?"

"I haven't been here." Luo Jianing waved his hand quickly, "I have seen it in the playground before, but Miss Li is a relative of Yan Bing? How do I remember it is just a friend."

She asked her bartender girlfriend for confirmation, "I remember correctly."

Zhou Ying raised her eyebrows, a bold thought suddenly appeared in her heart, slowly revealing a crying face beyond regret.

—After a long time, Shen Yanbing is playing the trick of Jinwu Cangjiao?

The author has something to say: I am not feeling well today, and I still haven't saved the manuscript. I'm sorry, but I keep updating it anyway.

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: Source 2 (It's a waste, bow!

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 88 bottles of Zongjie; 2 bottles of kleinlunemoon;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!