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During the eleventh period, there were indeed many people from Xiting Lake.

As soon as Chu Yan and the others arrived at the entrance of the scenic spot, they heard lively voices.

Looking from a distance, there is a blue lotus leaf in Guanlian Lake. At this time, the lotus in the lotus lake has not fully bloomed, and you can still see a lot of light yellow or pink lotus in the lotus leaves. The season when lotus flowers are in full bloom in midsummer has a new interest.

The entire Xiting Lake is said to be a lake, but it is actually more like an ancient town.

As soon as you enter the entrance, you will see a large beautiful lotus lake, also called lotus lake.

Walking along Guanlian Lake, you will find the ancient street area that is now converted into a commercial area. Because the ancient alleys traverse all directions, it is called Shiliu Short Street, which is divided into four streets in the southeast, northwest, and four.

The shops and small buildings inside are all antique buildings, some were repaired later, and some were specially built.

Further in from the ancient street area is a quaint official residence with a long history, which used to be the location of the Tribute Court of the Three Dynasties.

Walking out of the Gongyuan and crossing the long bridge, you can see the famous Xiting garden with water and stones.

Located on the front lake of Xiting Lake, Xiting is a magnificent water garden.

The back lake of Xiting Lake is separated from the front lake by the Huanshan Ferry Bridge. The temple on the mountain has been expanded several times. From a distance, the vegetation is lush, the pagoda is towering, and the glazed tiles of the temple are dyed golden when the sun shines on it.

The front lake of Xiting Lake is actually open for free, but the Gongyuan and Xiting Gardens need to buy tickets. The group of them took the pass issued by Qin Mo's father's unit, and they can go to all these places.

A few people looked at the map and decided to stroll through the ancient street first.

Duan Jialin is a photography enthusiast. She brought a SLR camera and took pictures of interesting things along the way. She looked like a professional photographer.

She asked Lin Qianmian to stand with Lu Kaisheng, "Mianmian, I'll take a picture for you!"

Lin Qianmian was immediately very happy, "Alright, thank you Duan Duan!"

"what?"

Lu Kai was hesitant when he heard the words, he rubbed his head, "No more..."

"Let's take a photo." Lin Qianmian pulled him, "It's so interesting to take it out later."

In the end Lu Kaisheng was persuaded by Lin Qianmian.

Seeing the two of them arm in arm and smiling generously at the camera, Chu Yan couldn't help feeling that they were really a good match.

Seeing the two of them taking pictures, Qin Mo clamored to take pictures too.

He made a pose that he thought was cool, "Duan Duan, shoot me!"

Duan Jialin let out a "Hey" when he saw it, "Your posture is too stupid!"

Qin Mo was overjoyed, "Damn, isn't it!"

Duan Jialin smiled and said, "That must be it."

After the photo was taken, Qin Mo ran over to look at his photo, "I'm pretty handsome!"

Duan Jialin "cut", "Please don't ignore the result of the photographer's hard work."

She looked at Huo Qiao again, and asked with a smile, "Huo Qiao, can I take a photo of you?"

She had a little problem with seeing Lie Xinxi. When she saw Huo Qiao, she thought that the photos taken by Huo Qiao as a model must be very good-looking, so she couldn't help asking Huo Qiao.

Huo Qiao hadn't spoken before, and only looked over when Duan Jialin called him. He glanced at the DSLR in Duan Jialin's hand, and said expressionlessly, "I'm not interested."

"Ok."

Hearing what he said, Duan Jialin had no choice but to give up his plan to take pictures of him.

Chu Yan blinked his eyes slowly. In fact, he also wanted to take a photo with Huo Qiao as a commemoration when he heard what Lin Qianmian said before, but since Huo Qiao didn't want to take one, then he didn't mention it.

……

From Lianhu, follow the road signs to the ancient street area.

Around the ancient block area, there are running water drawn from Xiting Lake to form streams, and there are small bluestone bridges between the ancient alleys.

Walking on the stone bridge, you can hear the sound of gurgling water. From time to time, there are boatmen passing by under the bridge. Chu Yan couldn't help but let out a "wow".

"Isn't it pretty?" Xiao Chengcheng said, "I even want to live here."

Chu Yan also nodded when he heard the words.

Huo Qiao raised his eyebrows when he heard the two of them talking, "You can live if you want."

He has already seen that there are homestays and hotels in the ancient alleys.

As soon as his words came out, everyone couldn't help but look at each other.

"Damn, it's strange that the locals are still staying here!" Qin Mo said.

"But I'm quite excited." Duan Jialin said.

"I think it's okay," Lin Qianmian said, "In this way, we can stay overnight and go to Lingxi Temple to worship during the day tomorrow. What do you think?"

Lu Kaisheng glanced at everyone, and said helplessly, "Then we have to find a place to live. Maybe there are no houses around here."

"There must be houses, there are so many homestays."

Lin Qianmian clapped her hands, "Then if we can find a house, let's stay here for one night!"

So it settled down, and they ate while they walked around, buying huge fried calamari and snacks like potato chips and baked gluten.

Xiao Chengcheng also bought candied haws and octopus balls, eating them almost from the street to the end of the street.

They passed by an Internet celebrity stinky tofu shop, and there was a long line of people queuing up.

Duan Jialin saw it and said, "Oh! I know this, it's hot! And his tofu doesn't smell bad."

Qin Mo snorted, "Is stinky tofu still called stinky tofu?"

"Oh, you don't understand," Duan Jialin rolled his eyes, "It's just that people who don't smell bad are good enough."

"How is it? Do you want to line up?" Lu Kaisheng looked at the waiting line and asked everyone.

Xiao Chengcheng swallowed: "I want to eat."

"I want to eat too." Lin Qianmian raised her hand.

"Let's line up then." Lu Kaisheng helped his forehead helplessly.

Going further into this street is the center of the ancient block. There is a small square surrounded by a promenade for people to rest.

Chu Yan looked over there, and said to the rest of the people: "If any of you are tired, you can sit in the front first, and just leave a few people in line."

"Good idea," Qin Mo snapped his fingers, and he asked Lu Kaisheng to accompany the two girls to rest first.

Xiao Chengcheng was actually tired from walking, but he wanted to watch the stinky tofu come out of the pot, so he insisted on staying.

Chu Yan looked at Huo Qiao again. He knew that Huo Qiao was not keen on these snacks, so he whispered, "Huo Qiao, do you want to sit down too? I'll buy it for you."

Hearing this, Huo Qiao raised his eyebrows lightly, "No need."

Chu Yan blinked, then asked him in a low voice, "Are you tired?"

Huo Qiao also stood on the subway for a long time in the morning, and Chu Yan felt that Huo Qiao should rarely be wronged like this.

When Chu Yan looked at people with his black deer eyes, he would appear very focused. Huo Qiao looked at him for a moment, then clicked his tongue lightly, and said, "I'm not tired."

Chu Yan let out an "oh" and looked at Huo Qiao again, as if trying to discern whether Huo Qiao was telling the truth.

Huo Qiao: "..."

He frowned, looked at Chu Yan and said, "Do you have any misunderstanding about my physical strength? Need me to prove it to you?"

Seeing the solemnity in Huo Qiao's eyes, Chu Yan froze for a moment, then shook his head decisively.

Only then did Huo Qiao let out a satisfied "hmm".

After they bought stinky tofu, they walked to the center of the ancient street. At first, they didn't see Lu Kaisheng and the others. It wasn't until Lu Kaisheng called them that Chu Yan found two girls gathered around a booth in the corner of the small square.

A few people walked towards the booth, and found that it was a simple booth made up of several tables, and there was a signboard next to it, with the word "charity sale" written in calligraphy on it.

The stall owners are several young people, three men and two women, all wearing Hanfu.

After Duan Jialin's introduction, Chu Yan knew that one of the elegant girls wearing a concubine-colored short jacket and Yao Huang embroidered horse face was also a third year of their No. [-] Middle School, and she was Xi Weiwei from Class [-] of Liberal Arts.

Xi Weiwei wore glasses and spoke softly.

The other boys wearing Hanfu are Zhong Le, Qi Jianwen, and Wang Lun, and the girl is Mei Shan. They all come from the same Hanfu club as Xi Weiwei. Duan Jialin knew each other because he had an appointment with them.

Through the conversations of several people, Chu Yan learned that Xi Weiwei and the others came out for charity sales during the National Day holiday, and all proceeds from the sales would be donated to poor children in mountainous areas.

He opened his eyes wide and sincerely praised: "It's amazing."

"Bad," Zhong Le smiled, "I just try my best to do some small things, and the sales are not very good."

"Yes," Xi Weiwei also nodded with a smile, and she looked at several people: "Do you want to take care of our business?"

"Yeah!"

When Xiao Chengcheng heard that he didn't even bother to eat stinky tofu, he immediately agreed.

Xi Weiwei explained to them in detail.

"The blank fan on the table can be used for you to write or draw. It costs 20 yuan a time. If you want to take the fan away after writing, you can take it away. In addition, there are also fans that we have already drawn, and the price ranges from 30-50. You can buy it if you like."

Everyone looked in the direction of her finger, and saw that there were many blank fans on the table, including folding fans and round fans, all of which were double-sided thickened rice paper.

On the other side, there are pen holders, inkstones and several kinds of watercolor paints, and on the other table are some painted fans.

Qin Mo rolled up his sleeves, "You can write anything, right?"

"Of course, you guys DIY it yourself."

"Okay, look at me!"

Qin Mo picked out a folding fan, he took a breath and picked up the brush, and then under the gaze of everyone - he used the brush to draw a pig's head crookedly on the flattened fan.

"Pfft." Lu Kaisheng burst into laughter immediately, "This is too ugly."

"Damn," Qin Mo said, "it's hard."

With Qin Mo's attempt, the others also let go.

Duan Jialin chose a round fan, and Lin Qianmian exchanged it with Lu Kaisheng. They wanted to draw a fan for each other and give it to each other.

Qin Mo couldn't stand the two of them showing their love to each other, and complained to Xiao Chengcheng that the two of them were too cruel.

Xiao Chengcheng was a little stunned.

Qin Mo waved his hand in front of him strangely, "Why are you so dazed?"

"Ah, no," Xiao Chengcheng adjusted his glasses awkwardly, and he mustered up the courage to ask Xi Weiwei, "Excuse me, which fan is yours? I want to buy one."

Xi Weiwei looked at him in surprise.

She said, "Thank you, but the fans I make are all round fans, so they may not be suitable for you."

Xiao Chengcheng waved his hand and said, "No, it's okay, I can just give it to my sister."

"Okay," Xi Weiwei pointed to him, "These are all mine, don't force yourself if you don't like them, other people in our club also draw very well."

"Oh..." Xiao Chengcheng said, "Then, I want this one, oh, and I want this folding fan too."

He pointed to another folding fan with bamboo painted on it, and Zhong Le, who had chatted with them earlier, suddenly became excited, and gave Xiao Cheng Chengbi a thumbs up: "Brother has vision!"

……

Huo Qiao knew at a glance that their fan surfaces and fan bones were cheap ones for playing, and he wasn't interested in them.

Chu Yan seemed very interested.

He asked Huo Qiao with bright eyes: "Huo Qiao, do you want to write?"

Huo Qiao glanced at him and said lazily, "No."

Chu Yan couldn't help feeling a little regretful. He thought Huo Qiao's handwriting was beautiful, and it would be great if he could write on a fan.

Although Huo Qiao didn't want to write it himself, he was a little interested in what Chu Yan wanted to write.

He asked Chu Yan: "What do you want to write?"

Chu Yan hadn't thought it through yet, so he said uncertainly, "Write it casually?"

The people from the Hanfu Society made room for them, "You two come here to write, what kind of fans do you want?"

Chu Yan walked over, "Fold the fan, thank you."

Qi Jianwen brought him a flattened folding fan. The large fan ribs on both sides were not glued together for convenience, so it was necessary to fix the fan and then glue it on.

Chu Yan looked at the pen holder and chose a brush.

Qi Jianwen's eyes lit up when he saw his posture holding the pen, and he said "Yo", "Have you practiced?"

His voice attracted the attention of others, and those who had nothing to do gathered around.

"What to write?" others asked.

Chu Yan couldn't help but looked up at Huo Qiao, and then at the gloomy green hills in the distance.

Although the season has entered autumn, the mountains are still lush greenery.

Chu Yan blinked, and a poem suddenly popped up in his heart.

He just wrote two words with a pen, Xi Weiwei smiled and asked: "Is Zhao Mengfu here?"

Chu Yan nodded.

Another Hanfu boy, Wang Lun, looked at it for a long time, and then said in shock: "Your calligraphy skills are very good. You must have practiced it since you were a child, right?"

Chu Yan had already written that line of the poem, and the delicate and subtle font looked very beautiful on the white fan.

Huo Qiao lowered his eyes to look, and found that it was Wang Wei's poem.

"Growing vegetation, spring mountains can be expected."

He just knew at a glance that Chu Yan wrote better than everyone else.

Because of the praise, Chu Yan's ears turned red.

He had practiced handwriting with his grandfather for a long time when he was a child, but he hadn't written seriously for a long time since he came here, and he felt that he really couldn't deserve the praise of others.

Huo Qiao glanced at his red earlobe, then suddenly lowered his eyelids and said to him, "Mr. Chu, do you sell fans?"

Chu Yan was surprised when he heard what he meant, and quickly said, "No need to buy it."

This was originally... just... He wrote it because he thought of Huo Qiao.

Huo Qiao raised his eyebrows lightly, "Just think of me as doing my best for righteousness."

Chu Yan then whispered, "Okay."

Then I saw Huo Qiao turn to the payment code on the booth... 500 yuan, ten times the most expensive fan on the booth.

Chu Yan blinked in surprise.

Xi Weiwei helped them glue the fan bones together, and said with a smile, "It's rare to see you write so well at your age."

"That's right." Qi Jianwen shook his head regretfully, "I wanted to buy your fan as a collection."

Chu Yan was embarrassed by what they said, and he couldn't help but look at Huo Qiao.

Among his peers, he knew that Huo Qiao's handwriting was much smarter than his.

Huo Qiao took the folding fan from Xi Weiwei's hand, noticed Chu Yan's gaze, slightly hooked his lower lip, and unfolded the fan with a "swish" sound as soon as he moved his fingers.

He shook his fan and chuckled at Chu Yan: "Thank you."

Nearby is the promenade and ancient road, and in the distance is the water-colored green hills. Huo Qiao stands in the background like a painting, his eyebrows look like stars.

Chu Yan suddenly didn't know what to say, he lowered his eyes, and after a long while, he whispered "um".

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The vegetation is spreading, and the spring mountains can be expected. ——Wang Wei's "Di Shu with Pei Xiucai in the Mountains"

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