Shuang Qi

At this moment, Chen Sha had just fallen asleep, so naturally she couldn't reply to him.Jiang Qifeng exited the chat window and began to read messages from other people.

Just look at it...you will understand.

He carefully looked at the nine photos he sent again, and his heart became more and more muttered.Isn't it just a few landscape photos and tourist photos?Where did netizens get so much information?

Before he could continue thinking, the alarm clock rang again.

55:[-].

Jiang Qifeng jumped up from the bed almost instantly, threw down the phone, changed into a pair of pants messily, went to the bathroom to wash his face casually, stepped out of the door at the last second before seven o'clock, and stood on the west side of the garden .

According to the list given by Zhang Xiuming, Jiang Qifeng started today's morning exercise.

Just after eight o'clock, the west-facing window on the second floor opened, Jiang Qifeng looked up and glanced at Guankou with his back on his back.

Pei Linchuan didn't look at him by the window today?It's kind of weird.

In the room on the second floor, Pei Linchuan pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, found a cattail fan from nowhere, and then pulled out a folding chair from the top of the cabinet, carrying the thing and going downstairs.

"Are you going fishing early in the morning?"

When Pei Linchuan heard this, he was unhappy, turned his head and said to his wife with disgust, "Who is fishing, you don't bring a fishing rod when fishing."

"It's not fishing, what are you doing with these guys?"

"I can't just go out and sit for a while to enjoy the cool."

enjoy the cool?Why is it so cold in the morning? Is the air conditioner in the room not cool enough?

Pei Linchuan's wife was frowning in confusion, and inadvertently glanced out of the window, saw Jiang Qifeng's upright figure, and heard his loud lines... I see...

"Two years ago, they were singing Huangmei Opera in the park wearing a water jacket. You said that you were afraid of touching the scene and remembering the green years on the stage, so you had to drag me around. Now it's all right, and I'm going to hurry up to hear about your glorious past."

Although it was a distasteful tone, there was clearly a gratified smile on her face.

"I'm here to practice kung fu for my elder brother, watching his apprentice. Don't mention any glorious past to me, I've already forgotten about it." After finishing speaking, Pei Linchuan turned his face away and strode out.

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Five minutes later, there was another figure under the tree behind Jiang Qifeng.

Pei Linchuan sat under the tree fanning his cattail fan, shaking his head to the rhythm of Jiang Qifeng's recitation, his eyes full of joy.

In fact, the content Zhang Xiuming arranged in the past two days was not too much, and it was almost over in just over an hour.

Right now, the "Geographic Map" that Jiang Qifeng has memorized is the last item in today's list.

It's just that when Jiang Qifeng was alone just now, he opened his mouth and spoke freely, and was relaxed, but now that his senior was staring at him, he felt a chill down his back, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

With this nervousness, his mouth became awkward, and he suddenly realized that the words and sentences that should have been memorized to form a conditioned reflex were stuck.

"Go to Hanoi, Vietnam, Khmer, Laos, Thailand, Yangon, Myanmar, New Delhi, India, and Afghanistan."

"Uh..." The long essay was only halfway through, but Jiang Qifeng's brain suddenly went into a trance.The large section of place names that had been neatly sorted out was now left blank, and he was stuck for a full three seconds.

Before the fourth second, Pei Linchuan's calm and calm voice came from behind him.

"Kabul, the capital city, Pakistan, Bhutan, Ceylon, Tehran, Iran, Arabian Peninsula, out of the Red Sea to Europe."

When he heard Pei Linchuan's voice, Jiang Qifeng's eyes flashed with astonishment, and a picture from ten years ago in the old video unconsciously appeared in his mind.

The suave and suave famous actor in a white gown, with his eloquence in his conversation, crushed Tang Chong'an, the leader of Dongcheng's young troupe...

When I came back to my senses, my mind gradually became clear.

Pei Linchuan only answered one or two sentences, and stopped in a timely manner.

Jiang Qifeng knew that he was reminding himself, he was not in a hurry to thank him halfway, but the expression on his face became more serious, and his attitude was much more sincere than before.Take a deep breath, get rid of distracting thoughts, and then continue to recite the last sentence.

When the whole "Geographic Map" ended, Jiang Qifeng breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.Looking back, Pei Linchuan smiled kindly, but no other emotions could be seen from his expression.

"Thank you uncle, I just suddenly became stupid."

Pei Linchuan didn't take it seriously, and waved his fan at him, "Go on, I'm listening."

Half an hour later, breakfast was ready in the room, and when I looked around, I found that two people were missing.

Everyone has become accustomed to Jiang Qifeng's practice in the morning, so what did Pei Linchuan do?

"Old Pei is enjoying the shade outside." Although the word "enjoying the shade" was clearly a nonsense of Pei Linchuan, his wife still repeated it intact.

Zhang Xiuming frowned slightly, feeling that this statement was not quite right.

"I'll go out and have a look."

So, when Zhang Xiuming went out to look for someone, he saw such a scene.

The morning sun was just right, hitting the figures of the two in the garden.

Jiang Qifeng sang the Taiping lyrics "Single-knife Club" intently. There was no audience in front of him, only a high wall surrounded by flowers and plants. He didn't even bring the miko board, but he still held his posture with extraordinary momentum.

Not far behind him, Pei Linchuan was sitting on a short folding chair, with his eyes slightly closed, his head bobbing, and he tapped the edge of the chair with the handle of the cattail fan in his hand.

"Fourth, when did you become so interested in Taiping's lyrics again?" Zhang Xiuming approached and said.

The movements of Pei Linchuan's hands stopped abruptly, and he turned his head to look in the direction Zhang Xiuming was coming from.

"Anyway, it's my old job. Can't I recall the green years back then?"

"If you can't let go, why don't you come back?"

As soon as these words came out, before Pei Linchuan could react, Jiang Qifeng was already thinking about gossip.

Although he was still singing the old rhetoric, his mind had long been on the two of them, and he listened carefully to their conversation.

At a certain moment, Pei Linchuan's eyes could already show a moving expression, and then it turned into a trace of hesitation, and finally returned to indifference.

"Forget it, I still have to bring my grandson."

"Yuanyuan follows his mother all day, what kind of grandchildren do you bring?"

"I'm so old, forget it."

Zhang Xiuming had nothing to say and was silent for a moment.

Jiang Qifeng was eavesdropping, worried for Zhang Xiuming in his heart, why did he turn off the fire, and if he continued to persuade him, he might be convinced?

"Snapped."

There was a muffled sound, and a dull pain hit.

Zhang Xiuming turned his gaze to him at some point, raised his arms indifferently and slapped him on the shoulder.

"Are you exercising in the morning or are you eavesdropping? You're running out of time to listen to the tune by yourself, why don't you smoke in the morning?"

Jiang Qifeng was in pain, and his whole body trembled, and after listening to this reprimand, he immediately restrained his gossip thoughts.Honestly facing the high wall ahead, find the callback door and sing the rest of the passage.

Seeing their interaction, Pei Linchuan suddenly felt a little funny, stood up and patted Zhang Xiuming on the shoulder. "You said what you want to spread fire on him, and I'm telling the truth."

Zhang Xiuming said angrily, "I'm three years older than you. I can even go on stage. What are you afraid of?"

Pei Linchuan waved his hand again and said: "Forget it, Lao Chu has been Anyi for so many years, I don't want to cause trouble for others."

Zhang Xiuming remembered what Chu Qiansheng had inadvertently said to him during the recording of the program last month when he was in Beijing.

"He wants to come back more than you do." Zhang Xiuming sighed.

"what?"

"He's waiting for you, do you believe it?"

Pei Linchuan was silent for a while, and the surprise in his heart can be imagined.

"You, let me think about it again."

Zhang Xiuming's ability to delay speaking until today is naturally due to his own considerations. The matter of persuading people must be done step by step and not in a hurry.

Seeing that his expression had softened a bit, he paused the topic. "Okay, let's go have breakfast first."

The two of them hooked their shoulders and were about to go into the house. Jiang Qifeng felt sore in his heart, but he didn't dare to distract himself from looking at them.

Zhang Xiuming walked a few steps, then turned his head and glanced at him again: "Is this the last verse? Come in for dinner after singing."

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Ever since he asked intentionally or unintentionally that morning, Zhang Xiuming acted as if nothing had happened in the next two days, never mentioning the matter of persuading Pei Linchuan to return.

Direct persuasion in this kind of thing will not be effective, because it is passive and people have knots in their hearts.

Only let him recall the various charms of Quyi, let him think about it day and night, and make him toss and turn with difficulty...

At that time, he will naturally want to come back.

It is obvious that Pei Linchuan has been unconsciously asking Zhang Xiuming about the Qulan Society these two days.

The evening breeze was blowing head-on, and the two sat in the courtyard and chatted facing a pond. Sometimes the half-green and half-yellow leaves on the treetops were knocked down by the wind and fell to their knees, and the two ignored each other.

Zhang Xiuming seldom has such leisure time.

Pei Linchuan suddenly raised his head to look at him, with a hint of worry in his eyebrows. "Third brother has quite a few apprentices, why don't you consider it?"

He is thinking about his successor again.

Zhang Xiuming shook his head and said, "You are still young and impatient, how can you shake the beam we have built?"

"Your apprentice is capable, it's a pity."

"Don't mention this to me, I'll get angry when you talk about it."

Pei Linchuan had no choice but to change the subject.

"I heard that Lao Chu has set up a team in Nanjing, is it still successful?"

Zhang Xiuming couldn't help turning his head to glance at him, and looked him up and down, his eyes seemed to see something new.

"Since when have you inquired about things in the circle?"

"Didn't you just inquire about this, just two days ago..."

Zhang Xiuming pondered for two seconds before saying: "How should I put it, he paid for that class club to name it, and he doesn't go on stage, and he doesn't like to take care of the bad things inside."

"oh, I see."

Pei Linchuan's voice paused, and he didn't say anything for a while, a hint of hesitation in his pupils had already reached his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, and it was almost dinner time, before he got up and patted the grass clippings and fallen leaves on his pants, with a calm tone.

"The seventh day is Yuanyuan's first birthday, so we have to prepare for him to catch the week?"