Transformation of the slag prince plan

Outside the bookshop, the sky has been sunny for several days, and it has been gray since this morning. The originally thin clouds piled up heavier and heavier, and the darkness engulfed the place, making the bookshop suddenly dim, and the whole room looked oppressive and dull .

Just like the two standing face to face, the atmosphere is quite tense.

Ji Lanshu stared at the young man with a slight shadow in his eyes, he had never seen such a ignorant person.

He didn't believe that this young man didn't have a discerning eye. If someone as gorgeously dressed and as handsome as himself proposed an invitation, if it was someone else, he would be flattered!

But this young man looks like he can't avoid it!

Ji Lanshu felt a tinge of anger, and recalled his previous speculation: If the young man is really the son of a benefactor, he should not be too forceful.He suppressed his temper a little bit, and asked, "I don't know why the young master doesn't want to paint for me?"

Recalling the young man's mention of remuneration before, he had an epiphany, and looked at the shopkeeper who was walking towards this side, and said in a soft voice: "If the young master is willing, I will definitely reward you with a generous gift."

Fan Yi watched Ji Lanshu's face change from gloomy to calm with cold eyes, and even restrained the aggressive aura just now, turning into a handsome young man with a gentle temperament again.He sighed in his heart: No wonder he used to be fascinated by such a person, Ji Lanshu's face-changing skills and his deliberate show of sophistication and tact made him, who was from a difficult family and urgently in need of money, willingly take the bait ?

When he thought that he had been grateful to Ji Lanshu for a while, he felt extremely disgusted!

Just as Fan Yi was about to refuse again, the shopkeeper took over the conversation. The old man said to Ji Lanshu: "It's a rare young master with insight. Don't look at Mr. Xiao Fan's young age, he is the youngest talented man in our town! His level of painting is even better. It's his father's true biography. If you ask him to help you paint, you've found the right person!"

At this time, the shopkeeper had already walked to them, and he obviously heard what Ji Lanshu said clearly. He also knew something about Fan Yi's family. What's more, Mr. Xiao Fan was preparing to teach his grandson. Help Mr. Xiaofan with a lot of good words.

After finishing speaking, he blinked encouragingly at Fan Yi, as if to say: Quickly agree!This is an opportunity that cannot be missed, and it will never come again!

Fan Yi: ...

Faced with the shopkeeper's kindness, Fan Yi had no choice but to swallow the rejection that was on his lips, and then fell silent.

In the final analysis, Ji Lanshu's harm to him was also in the past. At this time, Prince Chu who was standing in front of him hadn't done anything, even though he was still flirtatious.Fan Yi thought to himself, as long as he doesn't take the initiative, is he afraid that Ji Lan will insist on using force against him regardless of his gentleman's style?

This is also one of the few advantages of Prince Chu. Those who follow him do so voluntarily, and Ji Lanshu never takes anything by force.In other words, he didn't bother to do such a shameful thing.

Ji Lanshu looked at the boy leisurely, saw his brows frown slightly, and then looked at the shopkeeper.The shopkeeper immediately smiled and said: "Oh, it's the old man's poor hospitality. Please sit down, please, please sit down."

As he spoke, he led the two of them to sit down at a side table, and then went inside to make tea.

Ji Lanshu put his hands on the table, fixed his eyes on the boy, and asked, "Master, have you thought about it?"

Fan Yi thought for a while, then looked at Ji Lanshu who was opposite, and said softly: "Thank you for your love, my lord, but there are many trivial matters in Xiaosheng's family, so it is not appropriate to come and disturb you. If you really want me to draw a picture, why don't you let me dictate? "

As soon as Fan Yi finished speaking, a white light suddenly flashed in the dark room, and then a huge thunder sounded as if it was about to burst the sky.

Fan Yi was taken aback for a moment, and a sense of fear surged out from the depths of his soul instantly.One of his hands resting on the table instantly clenched into a fist, his body became stiff and even trembled slightly, cold sweat even faintly broke out on his forehead.

He is afraid of thunder, no matter when, he is afraid.

Fan Yi once stayed in an orphanage, and there was a teacher in the orphanage who liked to lock disobedient children into a small black room.Fan Yi has been imprisoned more than once. A small dark room is not scary, and a small black room with mice running is not scary. What Fan Yi is afraid of is staying in a dark closed room during thunder and lightning, facing nature alone furious.

It was as if he was the only one left in the world, and he would be struck by lightning in the next second.

Even though he lost his memory in the ancient times of the second life, he was still subconsciously afraid of thunder, not to mention that he now has all the memories.

Fan Yi didn't see his instantly pale face, he looked out the door in a daze, watching the big raindrops falling down, and the empty street not far away was soon wet by the rain.He turned his gaze back, only to see Ji Lanshu's worried eyes.

There was a steady stream of warmth coming from his hand, he slowly lowered his head, and saw a big warm hand wrapping his clenched fist.

He looked at the person in front of him again in a daze. The person didn't say a word, but smiled softly at him.

As the heavy rain poured down, the thunder became much quieter.

After a while, Fan Yi came back to his senses, the hand that was held was moved, and the hand covering his hand was released.

Fan Yi was a little annoyed, annoyed that his weakness that would definitely be laughed at if he said it out was seen by the person in front of him.

Just like when he was in the palace, this person had a gentle and affectionate face at the beginning, caring for him meticulously.

Fan Yi lowered his eyelids halfway, realizing that he had started to play tricks again.Disgust flashed across his eyes, and then he cleared his throat, as if he was not the one who was frightened by the thunder, and continued what he had just said, "I don't know what your master wants?"

When the thunder sounded, Yao, Ji Lanshu, was also startled.It's just that in a blink of an eye, he saw the young man's face was pale, his expression panicked and dull, and he was obviously very frightened.He held the opponent's hand in a strange way, and he couldn't explain why, but he did so subconsciously.

After watching the young man come back to his senses, he first shyly avoided his gaze, and then pretended nothing happened, feeling a little amused in his heart.At the same time, his fingertips couldn't help rubbing against each other—he just held the boy's hand, the cool and smooth skin was like holding a piece of beautiful jade, an inexplicable sense of comfort arose spontaneously, and slowly spread down the palm heart.

Before Ji Lanshu had time to savor the novelty, he heard the boy's question.He first turned his head to look at the heavy rain outside like a waterfall, and then smiled at Fan Yi: "Even if I want to persevere, but the heavens are not beautiful. If I can't, just follow what you said. Before that, please report yourself My family name is Ji, my name is Lanshu, and my name is Ziyan. The people in Jiangcheng are now twenty-one, and they are not married."

Fan Yi was so familiar with Ji Lanshu's frivolous demeanor at this time, he nodded and said dryly, "Xiaosheng's surname is Fan. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Obviously, when I was still afraid of the boy just now, I silently comforted him, but the boy didn't even want to reveal his name!Ji Lanshu felt a little displeased, but he was not going to say anything else, and instead talked about the requirements for painting.

"...The name of the garden is Qiuhua. There is a bamboo forest in the east, and a mountain in the south. There is a living spring on the mountain, and it flows down to form a small lake. There is an octagonal lake center pavilion on the lake..."

Amidst the dull sound of rain, Ji Lanshu's voice was very soothing and pleasant, and he narrated the scenery of Qiuhua Garden.

Fan Yi listened carefully at first, but with Ji Lanshu's explanation, the more he listened, the weirder his expression became.

If you want to draw this garden, you don't need Ji Lanshu to describe it, Fan Yi can also draw it.

After all, he had lived in this garden for more than a year.But Fan Yi never knew that the garden was once called Qiuhua Garden. When he moved in, the sign on the gate of the garden read: Lanyi Garden.

Ji Lanshu was still saying: "Mr. Xiao Fan, please take care. When drawing, please draw the next one as well."

Fan Yi nodded, looked at Ji Lanshu, and said with a slight smile: "Xiaosheng will definitely try his best, but please pay the reward first, my lord."

Ji Lanshu was taken aback for a moment, then a little stunned.

Such a handsome and talented young man...is he desperate for money?