Rebirth of you sb

Chu Mo's album is still in the preparatory stage. According to Xu Qingfeng's memory, this album is well-produced and the market positioning is accurate. Coupled with Chu Mo's full and emotional voice and the original good appearance, it took a short time after it was released. top of various leaderboards.

Chu Mo became famous this time, but Xu Qingfeng didn't expect to be alone this time. Although he won't achieve the amazing effect of Chu Mo, it can increase his exposure rate, and a few more job opportunities will be of great help to him. It is also very lucky to say.

Having a job means that he has money to earn, Xu Qingfeng smiled while sitting in the car, and began to consider whether he should hug Chu Mo's thigh.

Such a background and such a future.

Xu Qingfeng parked the car and entered the training building briskly.

He has been in calligraphy class for more than a month. During this period of time, he practiced hard and even bought a lot of pens, ink, paper and inkstones to practice at home. Teacher Li, who taught regular script, said that he was making rapid progress. Xu Qingfeng asked him tentatively .

"Can I go to Mr. Shen's running script class next door?"

Teacher Li nodded repeatedly, and when Xu Qingfeng was about to leave, he said again: "Although Mr. Shen has a bit of a weird personality, he likes hardworking students the most."

Just when Xu Qingfeng was about to thank you, he said again: "Don't worry, you are the hardest student I have ever seen here."

Although Teacher Li said so, Xu Qingfeng felt a little nervous when he thought that he was going to report to Teacher Shen's class today.

Teacher Shen was still the same as Wu Sheng when he appeared on the stage, full of posture, Xu Qingfeng listened to his lecture nervously, and when he just wrote a word, he saw old student Shen standing beside his desk.

It seems that he has some impressions of himself, Xu Qingfeng pretended to be calm and wrote the words he asked for on the rice paper.

When Mr. Shen was free, he liked to stroke his beard and play. Although he didn't say anything, Xu Qingfeng noticed that he nodded slightly when he was writing.

"Go back and do some hard work?"

Teacher Shen's voice was loud, Xu Qingfeng wiped off the sweat that broke out from his forehead at some point, and said with a smile: "It should be, it should be."

His fingers were stained with ink, and when he wiped it with his hand, the black imprint was left on his overly delicate and pale forehead. His expression was like that of a primary school student who was afraid of being punished by the teacher. Mr. Shen did not expect Xu Qingfeng to be With such a pure personality, he held back his laughter, turned around and walked away as if he hadn't seen anything.

There is also a tea ceremony class after the calligraphy class. Although the name is nice, Xu Qingfeng feels that this training class is not very formal. Compared with the word tea ceremony, or the name of the interest class is more suitable for him, Xu Qingfeng is interested in everything. interest, so I didn't raise any objections to this, and I thought it would be good to increase my knowledge.

It's just that the tuition is a bit expensive.

While thinking about it, he walked out with his things in his arms. There were two people standing at the door. Xu Qingfeng stopped, and when he raised his head, he felt a burst of shock.

Standing in front of him was Shen Songru who was talking to old student Shen. He was wearing a black shirt and trousers with a good texture. The weather was already very hot. It is reasonable to say that the clothes he was wearing were a bit thick, but Shen Songru's indifferent and clean temperament was diluted. That feeling, he stood there, with the unique cool feeling in the corridor.

He is Xu Qingfeng's idol, and Xu Qingfeng didn't expect him to appear in this kind of place, so he called Shen Songru in a panic.

The two of them hadn't spoken a few words yet, when Xu Qingfeng called out his name, he felt that the matter was too serious.

Without the embarrassment as imagined, Shen Songru looked at him and smiled, then left with Mr. Shen who was still stroking his beard beside him.

"Songru, do you know Xu Qingfeng?"

"Well, the models I have worked with."

"can not tell."

Shen Songru and Mr. Shen were walking in the somewhat quiet corridor, and the few people who occasionally walked past were slightly stunned when they saw Shen Songru.

Shen Songru was used to this kind of staring, he took the things in Mr. Shen's hand, and said in a low voice, "How do you say?"

"I don't have that flashy feeling on my body, I am very down-to-earth and hard-working."

Mr. Shen's running script has become very famous many years ago, so Shen Songru's calligraphy is also taught by him. Shen Songru likes him. When he returns to China every year, he will come back to visit him, but he did not expect to meet Xu here this time. breeze.

He actually came very early. At that time, Mr. Shen was still in class. As soon as he walked to the back door of the classroom, he saw Xu Qingfeng in the crowd.

Standing by the window, the expression on his face when writing is indescribably focused.

Shen Songru watched in silence for a long time, only to feel that every time he met Xu Qingfeng, he would be beyond his expectations.

Who else can calm down and learn such useless calligraphy?Not to mention that he is still in the entertainment industry.

Thinking of the ink stain on Xu Qingfeng's forehead just now, he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth slightly.

"Songru, how is grandpa?"

Shen Songru nodded and said, "Very good."

"Where's mom?"

The mood became a little heavy, but Shen Songru had learned to hide all his emotions since he was very young. He put Mr. Shen's textbooks and handouts on the table, looked at them and said, "It's still the same."

Old Mr. Shen looked at him hesitantly, but finally he just sighed slightly.

"Teacher, where to eat later?"

"You finally came back, of course you have to eat the home-cooked food that Aunt Li cooked for you."

Aunt Li is Mr. Shen's wife. Although Shen Songru and Mr. Shen are distant relatives, Shen Songru's grandfather was very powerful back then, so Mr. Shen, who was full of bookish spirit, never wanted to get too close to them until then. Shen Songru's mother, Wei Ying, had an accident in [-], so he and Shen Songru's grandfather got closer. Not to mention anything else, they just played chess and drank tea. mean.

Shen Songru drove a low-key European car, and the two drove all the way to Mr. Shen's villa on the university campus.

"By the way, how is Xuan Mo? Will you be back for the holiday?"

Old Mr. Shen was sitting in the passenger seat, and after hearing Shen Songru's question, he felt breathless in his heart.

Shen Xuanmo is his only son. He is only in his teens now, and he is studying in high school abroad. Because he is an old son, he has always been spoiled by their husband and wife. When he was young, he was reluctant to teach him a lesson. When they grew up, they regretted it, but it was too late. .

The current Shen Xuanmo is a runaway wild horse. He didn't study hard abroad, so he bought two useless high-end sports cars.

If it weren't for Shen Xuanmo's extravagant way of spending money, at Mr. Shen's age and status, he wouldn't have gone to a training class to teach calligraphy.

Since going abroad two years ago, Shen Xuanmo hasn't come back once. He only calls to ask for money. Occasionally, Mr. Shen will say a few words to him, and he will hang up the phone in a fit of anger, and let Mr. Shen be so angry and sad that he will die , also to no avail.

Now Mr. Shen's biggest wish is that as he grows older, Shen Xuanmo will become more sensible and mature.

Shen Xuanmo was Mr. Shen's heart disease, and Shen Songru knew it too. Hearing Mr. Shen's vague words, he didn't say anything more.

The author has something to say: By the way, the number of words in my chapter is unexpectedly small, but it’s all written and I don’t want to change it. Please forgive me?I went to face the wall and thought about the past~~