Dressed as the heroine's White Moonlight Bamboo Horse Empress

The watermelon juice ordered came up first, Shen Wenxian poured a glass and put it in front of Ji Ting, did not continue the topic just now, but asked: "Is it a little troublesome for me to stay an extra day? Don't you think I'm a little meddling and overreaching?"

Wow you are awesome!I guessed it right!

Ji Ting thought indifferently, and then shook his head without hesitation: "How come! I often hear Aunt Shen and Uncle Lu praise you, and I have always wanted to meet you. It is a very unexpected surprise to meet you this time."

"Really." Shen Wenxian didn't expose it, "It's fine if you don't find me annoying. Han Feng also said that you don't look very happy to walk with me. It seems that he is thinking too much."

Ji Ting: "..."

Keeping smiling, Ji Ting nodded: "I always have something to say. If I don't want to be with you, I will definitely say it directly. You are not the person who will care about the younger generation because of this kind of thing."

Shen Wenxian also smiled slightly.

Everything he ordered was served, Ji Ting listened to the sizzling sound of the meat being roasted, and thought blankly that he must eat more later, Shen Wenxian ate less if he ate more , starve him to death!

At the next dinner table, Ji Ting kept his head buried in his food, while Shen Wenxian ate slowly, watching Ji Ting with relish, and helped him add juice several times in the middle.When the food on the table was almost finished, Shen Wenxian said thoughtfully: "Can I add some more food?"

Ji Ting was already full, and quickly shook his head: "No, thank you uncle for your concern."

Shen Wenxian didn't insist either: "It seems that the things here are quite to your liking, this place is not far from the hotel, you can come here often in the future."

...forget it.

Ji Ting thought to himself.

Coming out of the barbecue restaurant, Ji Ting asked Shen Wenxian: "Where shall we go in the afternoon, do you have any arrangements?"

Shen Wenxian asked back, "What was your original plan?"

Ji Ting: "..." Can he say that he originally planned to sleep and play games during the day, and then go out at night?

Seeing Ji Ting like this, Shen Wenxian expected it: "It was originally planned to be out at night?"

Ji Ting smiled obediently and did not answer.

"Then come with me."

"Huh? Where are you going? Walking?"

"I was waiting for you in the hotel lobby just now, and I glanced at the travel guide next to it. There is an amusement park an hour's walk from here. I just finished lunch, so let's take a walk."

An hour...the playground? !

Ji Ting: "..."

Coughed: "Uncle, aren't you... I'm an adult."

Shen Wenxian nodded with a smile: "I know. But, isn't it all about playing everywhere? Speaking of which, I haven't been to an amusement park since I was a child."

Shen Wenxian strolled in the courtyard, and Ji Ting followed behind, it was miserable, he didn't want to walk for an hour, let alone go to some amusement park, Shen Wenxian had a sinkhole in his head, right?Should he be hugged by another thigh?

Seeing Ji Ting's appearance is really pitiful, Shen Wenxian no longer teases him.

"Just kidding, walk 15 minutes, there is a memorial hall."

Ji Ting breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "What kind of memorial hall is it?" Revolution | Revolutionary History Memorial Hall?Traditional Culture Memorial?Or an antique showroom?

"You'll know when we arrive." Shen Wenxian didn't say any more.

After 15 minutes, Ji Ting looked at the full clock in front of him, feeling dizzy.

This "Time Memorial Hall" is full of clocks and clocks, from all ages, types, and countries, some of which are still turning, and some of which are not.

Ji Ting couldn't understand why Shen Wenxian brought him here: "Uncle, what are we doing here?"

Shen Wenxian didn't answer Ji Ting's question right away, but walked around the circular booth at a leisurely pace, and then he said slowly, "Do you know why I came to Mingshi?"

Ji Ting shook his head: "I don't know, but it should be a matter of work."

Shen Wenxian: "Yes, the Shen family has a very important project here. The Shen family invested a lot of financial, material and manpower in the early stage of this project, but they changed their partners when the press conference was about to be held. Guess what? Why?"

Ji Ting was very sad: "Uncle, just say what you want to say, my brain is not very good, and I am not very good at turning corners."

Shen Wenxian laughed: "I heard that your grades are pretty good, why do you say that... I changed the partner because the partner was 5 minutes late for the breakfast meeting on the eve of the press conference."

Ji Ting was a little surprised: "Just because of this?"

"More than that." Shen Wenxian continued, "The partner immediately apologized with a good attitude, and at the same time attributed the mistake to the assistant not waking me up on time."

"Every turn of the hour hand is consuming the vitality of the clock, and the same is true for people. Therefore, I think people should understand what is the correct concept of time, not waste their own time, and respect the time of others. But it is inevitable When unexpected situations happen, it is normal to be late once in a while, but to shirk responsibility after being late is a kind of disrespect. He can shirk once, and there will be no second and third times. You should understand the butterfly effect. It’s only a few minutes, but who knows what other things will be affected, such a partner, it’s worth changing.”

It was only then that Ji Ting realized belatedly that Shen Wenxian was actually talking about his being late at noon.

"Do you think I'm too high-spirited and serious?" Shen Wenxian asked.

Ji Ting actually thinks a little bit, but Shen Wenxian's attitude towards time is serious and correct.

"When a person is qualified, it's good to be more truthful, as you like. I understand what you mean."

That's the point, after all, Ji Ting is not his own nephew, so to say these things is actually overstepping, and it would be a bit too much to say any more.

Shen Wenxian thought to himself, with Ji Ting's temperament, it's probably because of his sister and brother-in-law's face that he can hear him say so much, or else he would have blown his hair long ago.

After the two left the Time Memorial Hall, they wandered around for a while. It was almost six o'clock, and the sky gradually darkened, and the two entered a bar.

Ji Ting swears that this is definitely the quietest bar he has ever been to in his life.

Except that the lights are a little darker and there is wine to drink, Ji Ting can't see any difference between this place and the cafe.

Although he was not interested in such a bar, Ji Ting still praised Xiaobai who found this bar with an excellent attitude.

"Look, Uncle, as I said, in fact, many bars are quite quiet." Ji Ting was drinking orange juice, his straw bitten badly.

Shen Wenxian ordered a glass of low-alcohol wine, and he hummed, showing no emotion.

Sitting for more than an hour, unable to do anything except listen to the people singing on the stage, Ji Ting felt that he was almost turning into a living fossil.

"Uncle...how about we go back." Ji Ting broke down a bit, after returning to the hotel, he could at least turn on the stereo and play games in the room, the environment here is like sleeping pills, it's really terrible to pretend to be good in front of Shen Wenxian.

However, Shen Wenxian showed an expression of disbelief: "I remember you said last night, 'It's only ten o'clock, I have to continue playing', but now it's only after seven o'clock."

Ji Ting: "...Probably, I didn't rest last night."

"Sit down for a while, I just got this wine and haven't finished it yet." Looking around, Shen Wenxian noticed the piano on the stage, "By the way, I seem to have heard your aunt Shen say , you play the piano well? Since you can't sit still, why don't you play the piano and leave after I finish drinking this glass of wine. "

Piano... Ji Ting's head hurts, he can play the piano so it's a ghost.

Why is the original owner so versatile!Ji Ting gritted his teeth: "Aunt Shen treats me well, so she naturally thinks that I am excellent everywhere, but in fact, my piano playing is really not very good... How about this, I will go up and sing a song, I sing better than playing the piano Lose it."

Ji Ting really can't sit still, who knows how long Shen Wenxian will have to drink this glass of wine, so he won't just sit here foolishly holding orange juice to accompany him, it would be nice to sing a few songs and have a tooth-beating ceremony.

"Go."

In fact, Ji Ting was able to sit here for so long, which was beyond Shen Wenxian's expectation.

Shen Wenxian has seen many people of all kinds over the years, and it is easier to understand people like Ji Ting whose emotions are basically on the surface.

This is not a quiet kid.

Ji Ting discussed a few words with the one who is currently singing on stage, and the other party graciously gave up his position.

In order to maintain his already precarious image in Shen Wenxian's eyes, Ji Ting chose a quiet song - the only one among the songs he could sing that wasn't too noisy.

Shen Wenxian put one hand on the table, rubbing the glass in his hand.

When Ji Ting's voice reached his ears through the microphone, Shen Wenxian paused.

Ji Ting sat on the stage, looked down at the lyrics and sang in a rare quietness, the warmer yellow light in the bar seemed to cast a layer of light on him.

It is the light that is slowly emerging from the horizon when waking up in the morning.

Shen Wenxian looked at Ji Ting quietly, thinking that he was wrong before, and he could be quiet...

However, Shen Wenxian's idea was shattered when Ji Ting sang the second song.

It's noisy, it's normal.

Shen Wenxian simply drank the wine in the glass, and left after waiting for Ji Ting to sing this song. He really didn't have the confidence to continue listening to Ji Ting's next song.

Ji Ting has good eyesight, just happened to see Shen Wenxian frowning slightly, he was a little puzzled, the rhythm of this song is already very slow now, but Shen Wenxian doesn't seem to think so?

It is estimated that only classical music can enter this ear.

Fortunately, he finally finished drinking, otherwise he would have to repeat the previous song for the next song.

Returning the microphone to the one who sang before, Ji Ting sang two songs and had some activities, the whole person was [-] points more energetic than before.

Returning to his seat, Ji Ting showed a look of begging for praise: "Uncle, how is my singing?"

Shen Wenxian thought for a while, and selectively remembered the first one, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he smiled and said, "Very good."

Seeing that Shen Wenxian's smile was a little more intimate than before, Ji Ting's eyes lit up, and he took the opportunity to say, "Then how about we discuss a small matter with you?"

The author has something to say: thick and long...failure

In the future, I will never dare to say that I want thick and long words to provoke_(:з」∠)_

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