She said as she ascended the steps.The place where Si Yan'an stood was a small platform, and the sight that had just been blocked by the green trees on both sides suddenly widened, and he could see the blue sky like a wash.The sun was half-slanting, not as intense as it was at noon, and under the railing was a small turquoise lake, glittering with broken gold.Nice view.Tang Yuan handed the umbrella to Si Yanan, leaned over to look at it for a while, took two photos and put away his mobile phone: Let's go?
Do you want to say hello to a certain empty master?
No, I said it.Si Yanan took down the unlit cigarette and rolled it into a ball in the palm of his hand.Tang Yuan looked at him.Do?
Si Yanan looked back.No, Tang Yuan pinched the mineral water bottle in his hand, and the kalaka sounded: Why are you standing here after saying hello!?
Zen enlightenment!?
Haven't had enough of it?
Let's go!
Si Yanan didn't move, turned around and looked at Shouxin Lake.There was a gust of wind, and the hair on his forehead was blowing into his eyes, but he didn't move.It took him a while before he said nonchalantly, "I'll stand a little longer."
Si Yanan felt that he was not deliberately waiting for anyone.But it is undeniable that he is now waiting.He said goodbye to the teacher today in three times as long as before, and asked Tang Yuan to go up the mountain to pick him up, obviously he had no luggage, and all the things he needed were left on the mountain.At this time, even the rice balls climbed up, and he didn't even have an excuse to stand here in a daze.The little guy still didn't come.Si Yanan actually has no habit of saying goodbye to people.He has a bad personality and few close friends, and many times he feels that he is annoying and difficult to serve.If he hadn't happened to meet Ming Chen yesterday and accepted a favor from him, he didn't plan to talk about the separation alone.It was as if it were so grand that he was going to go that it was worth drawing a big five-pointed star on the calendar.It was Ming Chen's facial expressions, that eager and caring attitude, that made him feel that this five-pointed star really existed.So he still told Ming Chen the exact time.It's a pity that he seems to be mistaken.Si Yanan held an umbrella and stared at the surface of the lake until his eyes flashed, and then he sighed.Forget it, let's go.What do you think.It's just a very interesting child in the circle, just call you a male god and float.What about cats?
He moved his wrist, gave the umbrella to the rice balls, and took a sip of water himself.Tang Yuan had been in a daze for a quarter of an hour, and he was about to fall asleep, when he heard the words, he woke up: Xiao is not at your mother's house, Guo Wei sent it over.What, miss the cat?
It's okay to take a detour to get it.Well, let's go.Si Yanan turned around and went down the steps.Tang Yuan was inexplicable, and caught up in a few steps: Hey, are you done meditating?
Si Yanan didn't like to talk when he was in a bad mood, so he was naturally silent at this time, and the two of them had just gone down to the middle of the steps, when there was a sudden rush of footsteps behind them.Male god!
Someone shouted at him: Wait, I, wait!
The clear young man's voice was panting heavily, perhaps thirsty, and a little hoarse.Si Yan'an paused.Gift!
Male god wait, I gave you, you brought a gift The voice is finally close, only three or five steps away from him, and he can even feel a vigorous heat.Si Yanan sighed in his heart, and turned around helplessly as he spoke: What a gift like this, what a thing!
He was startled, and only after a pause did he slowly say the second half of the sentence: So big.Ming Chen hugged something that he didn't know what it was, it was estimated that he was as tall as others, and he held the bottom and hugged it, and the upper half went straight to the sky.Si Yanan could only see that this was a plant.The roots were covered with soil, and Ming Chen took a plastic sheet and tied them up, and wrapped them around his hands.The leaves are quite fleshy and flat, and in order to make it stand up, Ming Chen seems to have inserted branches in the soil and tied the leaves to the poles.All in all, his first reaction was to be big.what you dig up somewhere.He asked as he reached out and took it, and his second reaction was that it was heavy.The arm slammed down, almost hitting the ground.Si Yanan was silent for a while, and his thoughts turned back and forth.Epiphyllum!
Ming Chen ran in a hurry, his face was red, and he rubbed two strips of mud, and his eyes were bright.The wild epiphany, I dug it, its leaves wrapped around the tree next to it, I untied it for a long time, and I came back late.Ming Chen rubbed his face: Male god, do you like plants?
I checked, and this one is not very difficult to raise.Si Yanan didn't say anything for a while.Ming Chen rubbed the mud away, and his face became even more flowery.It took him a while before he asked: Where did you dig it?
In the mountains.Ming Chen said: Ming Xin Dao goes further in, and it is not so far, do you like it?
Si Yanan couldn't hold it, so he put the tree down against the railing and shook his hand.Mingxin Road is already the last part of Zen Heart Temple, and at the end of the road is the undeveloped place of Fengshan.Tourists can't even enter the monks' living quarters, let alone the deep mountains.I don't know what Ming Chen thinks.I like it very much, Si Yanan said.He didn't smile, lowered his eyes slightly, stared at the small piece of mud on Ming Chen's cheek, and finally didn't stretch out his hand: I will take care of it.Ming Chen was nervous for a night and a half day, and when he heard this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.He pursed his lips and smiled so hard that the silkworm curled: It doesn't matter if you die.As he spoke, his thumb unconsciously rubbed a small piece of scraped skin on the side of his palm, and he jumped a little with joy in the slight tingling.He did put a lot of effort into this epiphany.Yesterday, with the help of the system, I searched for several hours, dug it out and found that it was not easy to take, and I went back to the wing room to find plastic sheeting.He really couldn't hold it up and slept in the middle of the night, and after finishing his morning class today, he went into the mountains to dig again.I'm afraid that Si Yanan will leave early, he ran all the way over, the mountain road is difficult to walk, and now his two legs are not his own.But the male god said he liked it.If you like it!
He stood still, looking at Si Yanan smirking, and suddenly the sound of the system came out of his head, and the volume was much louder than usual.
[White crane wings!]
]The system says.Ming Chen was excited, and subconsciously opened his hands.Si Yanan seemed to be stunned for a second, then walked over and hugged him.And patted him on the back.Mingchen was stupid.He crashed instantly, his brain exploded directly into fireworks, his body was controlled by the spinal nerves, and he patted the male god on the back in the same way.Si Yanan paused, touched the back of his head, let go of his hand and took a step back.
[Mr.
Mingchen, congratulations on successfully receiving the third stage reward and hugging the male god.]I wish you good health and prosperity. ]The system says.Ming Chen froze in place.The young lady holding the umbrella, who was probably Si Yanan's assistant on the side, also opened her mouth in shock.Si Yanan suddenly smiled, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, stretched out his hand to compare it with the back of his head, and then took a picture of his stunned expression.When no one reacted, I clicked on my phone a few times.Then he picked up the epiphany vigorously, nodded to Mingchen, and said to the young lady: Let's go.The young lady wanted to speak and stopped, but finally kept a shocked expression and followed Si Yanan down the steps.Ming Chen didn't know how long he had been standing here, and it shouldn't have been a few minutes.The angle of the shadow of the tree hasn't changed, but Si Yanan's back is completely invisible.He was shocked back by the ringtone of his mobile phone, and he didn't press the right place after several strokes, and his hands trembled so much that he had to let Erquan Yingyue loop the single again.Baby!!!
Sister Xi Shi exclaimed on the other end of the phone: What's the situation?
Big production, big production!
What?
Ming Chen pinched his palm.You don't know?
Didn't that photo take today?
No, when did you catch up with Si Yanan!?
No, isn't it right, Si Yanan also went to Fengshan?
Oh my God, baby, you are too competitive, you are the most competitive old man in the whole group, my mother is proud of you, kiss a mua, Mingchen listened to Sister Xi Shi's meaningless howl, and finally shook and clicked on Weibo.Weibo, discover new things anytime, anywhere.Ten minutes ago, actor Si Yanan shared a new thing.
@司延安: Big production, still in the confidentiality period :) [Pink Rabbit] [Share picture] The photo is the one Si Yanan just took.Ming Chen looked at himself with a stupid expression, his face was very unnaturally red, and there were two fingers of Si Yanan standing up behind his head.Because a section of the strap was exposed, fans quickly confirmed that it was Si Yanan's hand.He and Si Yanan, he and Liu Cha, he and Si Yanan and Liu Cha, all kinds of imaginative topics quickly grabbed the hot search list.Ming Chen swallowed his saliva, moved his fingers, and saved the photo first anyway.Chapter 14 The aftermath of the earthquake lasted until the next day, and Ming Chen didn't say a word except for retweeting it at the beginning and posting a small expression with a bandage on his mouth.This made Liu Cha, who sang a one-man show, very embarrassed.He posted on Weibo ten days ago and still hasn't received a response.There are endless all kinds of black words and ridicule posts on the Internet, Mingchen probably didn't brush it again, he posted a fireworks expression on the trumpet, and then entered the YY channel to hold a three-hour song party for fans, ordering and singing, Chinese, Japanese, Korean and English.If the system hadn't asked him to run sit-ups and push-ups again, he wouldn't have wanted to stop.After the morning class the next day, a monk called him out alone and asked him to go to the meditation room with him.It's like being named by the teacher to go to the office when he was in school, and although he felt that he didn't do anything bad, Mingchen couldn't help but feel worried.He followed Master through the corridor, hesitating to say something nice, but there were really no surprises in the daily outfit of the great monk, and even the general praise of middle-aged men who had thick hair recently couldn't be used, so I can't say Master, you have a special charm between the ups and downs of crow's feet today, right?
What do you think?
A certain monk turned a corner, and when he saw that Ming Chen was about to hit the pillar, he reminded with a smile.I want Master to be heroic today.Ming Chen subconsciously said: The body is as tall as a pine, the steps are sonorous and powerful, the speech is talking and laughing, and whoever stares at it will be wiped out.The slender body of a certain monk shook and shook, and he laughed for a long time before he took another step, and sighed: Why is your throat dumb?
Ming Chen pressed his neck, embarrassed to say that he was too excited to sing all night last night, so he could only say: The electric fan forgot to shake his head, and it blew a little cold.A certain monk accepted this answer and said slowly: Let's have a cup of tea in a while, and ask the abbot to bring you some medicine to moisturize.The word tea made Ming Chen, who had been immersed in the Internet for several years, nervous, who knew that it was really literal tea drinking.In the Zen room, he sat cross-legged on the straw mat, and the abbot of the art salon he saw hiding in the window that day sat face to face with him across the coffee table, and personally brewed him a pot of fine Huoshan yellow buds.Ming Chen didn't know how to drink green tea and always felt astringent, but he still showed great interest and praised the master's movements.The abbot is a little older than a monk Mouwu, and these two people look very good-tempered.He didn't speak, filled the teacup, opened the small drawer under the coffee table and pulled it for a while, and took out a bottle of Chuanbei loquat dew, two versions of watermelon cream throat lozenges, stomach and appetite tablets, and finally two versions of milk tablets.Ming Chen was stunned, and the abbot silently took back the milk tablets.He loves to eat these sweets, and a certain monk brought a cup of tea: if he is not allowed to eat sugar, he will say that his throat is uncomfortable, and he has to buy these lozenges of sweet water.He took a sip of the tea soup, tasted it, and said: Take whatever you like and eat it.Ming Chen smiled, gradually relaxed, and picked a watermelon cream to eat.How does it feel to stay in the temple for so many days?
A certain monk asked.Ming Chen put down the teacup, knowing that this was going to talk, and cheered up: Very good!
The senior brother and brother are very friendly, and the Shaolin martial arts are also broad and profound, and a certain monk pointed at him and interrupted: Do you have any plans for the future?
Ming Chen thought about it, put his hand on his knee, and said obediently: I will also do a good morning class when I go down the mountain.The abbot shook his head: It's really nice to say, you can still do morning classes in this profession, Yan'an is here for me, and I can't remember to touch the pen for half a year when I'm busy.Ming Chen opened his mouth, not knowing how to justify, and looked at the master for help.A certain monk laughed: Okay, I won't tease you, I called you here to ask, would you like to formally worship me as a teacher.May I!?
Ming Chen threw himself forward, from sitting cross-legged to half-kneeling, his hands on the ground, his eyes wide open.May I?
Of course you can, a certain monk learned his tone, laughed for a while after speaking, and said: Like Yan'an, do your homework when you have time when you go home, and don't lose what you have learned.When you have time, go up the mountain to live for a while, let's talk, and you brothers and sisters everywhere.By the way, his thin hand poked into the inner pocket of the monk's robe, and took out his mobile phone: Let's add a WeChat, or you pay attention to the official account of Zenxin Temple, and send me a message at any time if you have any questions.He wanted to laugh, but his eyes felt hot.Master, teacher, this kind of elder relationship that can be relied on, he has always longed for.It's not that I haven't met a good teacher, but most of the people invited by the company will leave after completing the teaching task, and they won't take care of him as closely as the big monk.Can it really be sent?
Ming Chen couldn't help but ask.Of course you can, a certain monk spoke in his tone again, smiled again after speaking, and looked at a certain empty abbot: Look at Xiao Chen, is it much more pleasing than Yan'an.The abbot of a certain void sighed sincerely.You are very talented.A certain enlightened monk turned around and said: But there are many talented people, younger than you, with better roots and bones, and a more solid foundation, very many.Do you know why I chose you?
Ming Chen shook his head in confusion.You are not arrogant.A certain monk blew on the tea leaves floating on the surface of the teacup.People who practice martial arts are more or less arrogant, this is human nature.Zhu Lianhuo said that there is anger in your eyes, yes, but you are not arrogant, which is very good.At first, I didn't talk to you, I didn't find anyone to take you to practice martial arts, or teach you moves, so I asked you to sweep the floor and cook rice.The monk smiled: Put it on others, and you will still be happy if you run out of patience in a week.I asked a few disciples, and they all said that you are active in your work and easy-going.Ming Chen's face turned a little red when he was praised.Yan'an called last night and asked me to take care of you, saying that you were still practicing martial arts outside the wing room at night.A certain enlightened monk sighed: God rewards hard work.Mingchen's face turned even redder, this time not with joy, but with shame.He was actually lazy, and if it weren't for the system urging him, it would be impossible to get out of bed at night.But the male god would actually tell the master this.I will definitely practice well in the future.Ming Chen was a little more sincere this time, clenched his fists and bowed.