The Merry Prince of the Republic of China[Transmigration Book]

In the evening, the setting sun slowly set like ripe oranges, and the remaining orange-red glow elongated the figures of the two on the forest road.

Shen Qingchuan was holding a few books, and Leng Qiudu was walking beside him. Cornell University has no dormitory buildings, and most of the teachers and students went home early.

There was a small car parked at the gate of the school. The driver, Old Wang, stood there and waited for 10 minutes. He looked towards the gate and saw the third young master coming out, followed by a handsome and gentle student. He beckoned and stepped forward, shouting: , "Third Young Master, you finally came out~"

Shen Qingchuan estimated the time, it was almost 06:30, if he rushed back at this point, he might not be able to catch up with Father Shen and the others to have dinner.

"Student Leng, where do you live? I'll give you a ride." Shen Qingchuan turned around and said to Leng Qiudu, the setting sun fell on the side of Student Leng's face, like white jade stained with blood, the corners of his mouth.

"No, I'll take the tram back." Leng Qiudu's voice was clear.

The driver, Lao Wang, carefully held Shen Qingchuan's book, for fear that it would get wrinkled. Hearing this, he kindly reminded him: "Oh, when I came, I saw that the tram track was broken down, and it is still repairing the track. The tram won't come. You'd better take our young master's car and go back!"

"No, Chunhua Road is not far away, I'll just walk back."

Seeing Leng Qiudu coming out of the school doctor's office, Shen Qingchuan seemed to avoid him, keeping a fixed distance while walking on the road, and now he refused his help again.Shen Qingchuan thought that classmate Leng was worried that others would hear those rumors and swear words from Sun Demao, and he had a grudge in his heart.

"Student Leng, I just happened to be passing Chunhua Road, so let me give you a ride." Shen Qingchuan raised his brows slightly, like the summer wind blowing over the grass in the evening, gentle and friendly, without the airs of a rich family at all.

Leng Qiudu refused twice, and if he continued to refuse, it would be a bit embarrassing for Shen Qingchuan.

Leng Qiudu had no choice but to sit in the back seat of the car, and when the car started, Shen Qingchuan talked with him quite energetically at first, but then he became sleepy after talking.

Leng Qiudu's voice was clear and clear, sounding like some kind of musical instrument, probably because of the darkening sky, his voice which answered Shen Qingchuan lightly, had a kind of hypnotic magic power.Shen Qingchuan slept late last night, and woke up early today, the breeze blowing from the car window gently ruffled his hair, which also made him a little sleepy.

The car was driving quietly and smoothly with the headlights on, the back seat was shrouded in darkness, it was dark like a partitioned room, Shen Qingchuan fluttered his eyelids a few times like butterfly wings, then closed his eyes, and leaned gently by his side young shoulders.

Leng Qiudu suddenly felt the weight of his left shoulder, and his back stiffened in an instant. In addition to the cool summer breeze on his neck, there was also Wen Wei's snorting of warmth, which made his skin soft as if drunk. uncomfortable.

Thousands of thoughts popped up in his mind, and he wanted to push Shen Qingchuan away, but his arm seemed to have been poisoned by a witch, and he couldn't move a bit.

The wheels crushed the stone, the car bumped, and the lips as big as crabapple lightly touched the fair neck, Leng Qiudu felt that his skin was scalded by a branding iron, and the lively and fragrant scene in the school doctor's office came to mind again. In one scene, the jade ridge reflects the dream glow, and the muscles grow fluid and melt the fragrant snow, which is enough to make people intoxicated and dreamy.

Inexplicably, his heart was beating as fast as a war drum, and the air around him seemed to be deprived. He held his breath, feeling like he was about to suffocate. Could it be that he caught a cold and had a fever after being splashed with cold water today.

Leng Qiudu frowned, thinking that the abnormality in his body was due to illness, and blamed Sun Demao.

The street lights on Chunhua Road are knotted, lanterns are hung high in the theater building, rickshaw drivers on the roadside are pulling customers to the laneway, and the hawkers and salesmen are constantly shouting in rhymes, making it very lively.

"Third Young Master, Chunhua Road is here." The driver Lao Wang parked the car in the open space on the road.

Shen Qingchuan rubbed his sleepy eyes, his voice was soft and powerless, with a nasal tone that seemed to be coquettish, "Student Leng, you're here, see you tomorrow."

Seeing Leng Qiudu's figure submerged in the crowd, he stepped into the alley and left without looking back.

Shen Qingchuan occupied the entire back seat, and calculated that there was still half of the journey, so he lay on his side on the back seat to take a nap.

When he arrived at Shen's house, he was woken up by the butler Liang Bo.The rest of the people in Shen's residence had already had their dinner at six o'clock, and Uncle Liang asked the cook to prepare another meal, including fried diced duck in sauce, fried shredded pork with chives, sweet and sour fried carp, steamed scallops and ribs soup, etc. Wait, this is too much for him to eat alone.

Uncle Liang felt sorry for Shen Qingchuan's hard work this morning, and was afraid that he might not eat well at Cornell University. Although the food at Cornell University was pretty good, it couldn't compare to the meticulous cooking by the cook at home.

The rest of the family usually eat two dishes and one soup, so Liang Botti deliberately prepared two extra meat dishes for Shen Qingchuan.

Shen Qingchuan was seven to eighty percent full, and there was still more than half of the food on the table. It was a pity to know that there would be no overnight food left in Shen's residence, "Uncle Liang, please share this food with the servants. If they mind, Just pack some dried meat with oiled paper and send it to Yangshengtang tomorrow morning."

The Yangshengtang in Bohai City is dedicated to adopting wild babies without father and mother. The younger ones are adopted by kind people, and the older ones often do some odd jobs, helping people shine shoes, selling newspapers in the streets, In exchange for a few bites.

Hearing this, Uncle Liang smiled cheerfully, "My third young master, the servants may not have these good things to eat during the festivals. If you reward them, they won't be too happy!"

The giant merchants and tycoons in Bohai City are very rich, they eat and drink, and have extravagant banquets.

After hearing Uncle Liang's words, Shen Qingchuan thought of the skinny Xiaoqing, who was growing up, and said, "Give this plate of fried duck diced duck to Xiaoqing alone."

The servants stepped forward to bring down the cold dishes of leftovers, Shen Qingchuan took a sip of Lanxue tea to digest, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Uncle Liang, where is my father?"

"Master, it's in the living room on the second floor." Uncle Liang directed his servants to wipe the table clean, and brought Shen Qingchuan a handful of water to wash his hands.

Shen Qingchuan rubbed his shoulders and walked up to the second floor. Cornell University is too far away from Shen's house, one is in the east and the other is in the west. He wants to discuss with Shen's father about renting a house outside, so as not to get up early and return late. Toss back and forth.

"You want to move out to live?" Shen Yifan was also in the living room on the second floor, he was surprised.

"Isn't it good to live at home?" Shen's father put down the newspaper, frowned, and ran outside to live within a few days after he came back, what did he look like? He planned to take Shen Qingchuan to a banquet in a few days to get acquainted and accumulate contacts.

"My home is too far away from Cornell University." Shen Qingchuan said.

"It's not good for you to study at Cornell University. Why don't you take over some of the family's business earlier." Seeing that San'er gets up early and returns late, he is more tired than doing business, he somewhat disapproves.

"I've only come back not long ago, don't you still have a big brother? You just give me a few more years and let me do what I want." Shen Qingchuan lowered his eyes, subdued properly, and sure enough, Shen's father's firm expression loosened.

"Yeah, Dad, we're on the side of Chunhua Road, don't we have a mansion? Just send a few people there to take care of the third brother, and come back to Shen's house on weekends, so as not to worry about Mom, and to avoid Qingchuan running back and forth " Shen Yifan also came to persuade Old Master Shen, and winked playfully at Shen Qingchuan.

In the end, Master Shen had no choice but to agree. When Shen Qingchuan returned to his room, Shen Yifan put his arms around his shoulders and said, "Qingchuan, Second Brother did you a favor, you have to help me too!"

"Tell me"

"I made a bet with Li Bojiang, saying that I will definitely win the first place in the mask dance, and whoever loses will crawl on the ground and walk around like a dog barking. You can't embarrass the second brother."

This is what Shen Yifan boasted when he was drunk, if he loses and learns to bark like a dog, and gets published in the Entertainment Morning Post, Old Man Shen will definitely break his dog legs.

Fortunately, this was a masked ball, his figure was similar to Shen Qingchuan's, and he wanted Shen Qingchuan to replace him and win the first prize.It must be very interesting for him to let Li Bojiang's grandson crawl on the ground and learn how to bark like a dog.