This star is a bit cold

145 Ghost Ship

Ye Che doesn't know much about calligraphy, he can only say that he can see the beauty of some fonts. Regarding how Xu Xiqing's grandfather's calligraphy is, Ye Che is not ready to judge for the time being, but he has one thing to say, this posture Looks really good
In a neat and clean study room, a book is carefully placed in a suitable position. Judging from the title of the book, it is still mostly Chinese classical literature. Even with such a large bookshelf full of books, the whole study room still feels so It is spacious and bright, decorated with flowers and plants in front of the window, while the four treasures of the study are placed on the solid wood desk, there is also a beautiful rime standing quietly.

And at this moment, standing in front of the desk is an old man with a very kind face. Although the old man's hair is gray, he is well-groomed. He is wearing a light gray gown. A brush with a brush scolded Fang Qiu on a piece of rice paper.

"I think your grandfather should have written pretty well." Although the two had already entered, Ye Che, who saw that the old man hadn't stopped, said in a low voice, "You look like everyone."

"Don't say that, it's just that if more people say that, he will feel that his writing is getting better and better." Because of her height, the expressionless girl who had to look up at Ye Che stared at Ye Che for a long time. After a while, he added: "I didn't expect you to be quite tall. You wouldn't think so just by looking at your face."

Meaning, I'm young?
When Ye Che was thinking about this question, it seemed that the old man who had already written had finally put down his pen at this moment, then looked at Ye Che and said with a smile: "Although I have been mentally prepared for a long time, when I actually see it, I still feel a little nervous. It's unbelievable, Teacher Ye is really too young."

"Don't dare to take it." Ye Che who waved his hands repeatedly said with a wry smile: "You are too flattering, just call me by my name."

"No, no, there is no priority in learning, and those who have mastered it come first."

When the two were arguing about where they should be called, Xu Xiqing, who watched quietly for a while, tilted his head, and then directly suggested: "In this case, senior, you can just call me grandpa Xiao Xu." , I think what my grandpa said is right, there is no priority in learning, and those who have mastered it come first."

An old man who is actually very good at nourishing Qi: "???"

Although, no matter what I think, I should be Lao Xu.
In addition, he asked me to call me Xiao Xu, and you asked him to call me senior, so who am I to you?Who are you to me?

Not only the old man's CPU was almost burnt dry, but even Ye Che didn't understand why he suddenly became a super senior.
"You can just call me Xiaoye." The old and the young were silent for a while, but it was Ye Che who broke the deadlock first, and then introduced himself with a smile: "At present, I may be a writer and a singer, it's nice to meet you .”

"Then I'll take care of you." The old man rubbed his eyebrows and didn't dare to refuse any more, so he replied with a smile: "I'm Xu Wen, and I'm a teacher in a university now, but I'm basically semi-retired. I'm in a bad state, I'm sorry for your trouble, Xiaoye, but I want you to come here specially."

Xu Wen?

How do you feel like you've seen this name before?
Ye Che, whose memory is now extremely amazing, had time to think about it in the future, so he smiled and waved his hands and said, "It's okay, I just happened to have some things to do when I came to find her today."

"Well, it's good for young people to communicate more." The old man who could see that he was really happy waved his hand, "Xiqing, go and make two cups of tea."

"Oh." The girl who responded had just walked away, and Mr. Xu enthusiastically pointed to the work she had just finished and said, "Xiaoye, do you have any research on calligraphy? Comments?"

"I really don't have this one, but I still want to appreciate your works." Not to spoil the old man's interest, Ye Che followed the old man to the desk, and then, Xu Lao's calligraphy works were presented to Ye Che before.

"How?" Seeing that Ye Che hadn't spoken for a long time, Xu Lao, who was standing with his hands behind his back and looked quite graceful, asked with a smile.

I'm really worried that I'm slapping a horse's ass on a horse's leg.
Should it be cursive?
But it also seems to be a bit like official script.
When Ye Che was in a bit of a dilemma, Xu Xiqing who came in with a tray helped Ye Che a lot.

"Grandpa, I told you, it is impossible for anyone to think that you are in regular script." After putting down the tray with washed fruit and two cups of tea, the girl who glanced at the calligraphy on the table shook her head. "If there is, it must be that his eyesight is not very good."

"You child." Interrupted by Xu Xiqing, Mr. Xu, who couldn't say anything more, brought a chair for Ye Che instead. When the two sat down and began to chat about some things about classical literature, they felt The two chatted pretty well, and the girl who really sounded a bit strenuous sat down for a while before going out to do her own things.

Unexpectedly, he could actually chat with grandpa?
After all, although grandpa's calligraphy is very poor, he is still good at other aspects.
Just as the girl was amazed at Ye Che's accomplishments in certain aspects, at the same time, in the editorial department of Huaxia Publishing House, Lu Li, who ordered a certain file, almost shouted out excitedly.

at last!

Finally a new work!

Although it is still a short story, but with the background of the previous one, Lu Li feels that he can really look forward to it.

What are the manuscripts reviewed today? !

Shallow thinking, lack of aesthetics, full of narcissistic and egoistic tendencies
I feel that the overall level of these writers of the new generation is still somewhat lacking.

Of course, some people are definitely exceptions!
Regarding the matter of asking Ye Che for a draft, Lu Li has basically never stopped here, and once there are any essay competitions and various support activities, Lu Li basically notifies Ye Che as soon as possible, hoping to start from Where did the other party receive the manuscript.

However, Ye Che had a lot of things during that time, so he put these things on hold for the time being.

One of the reasons for being so active in soliciting manuscripts is that Ye Che's writing is very good, and the other is that this writer can really drive the sales of the publisher's magazines!

Although the publishing house really doesn't care about the profits brought about by the increase in sales, the increase in popularity and the introduction of good literary works to more people undoubtedly belong to every conscientious literary work. The ambition of field workers.

And thinking about it carefully, this seems to be a very normal thing. After all, this person is not only a writer who writes very well, but also seems to be a well-known singer at the moment. It's also normal.

I just hope that everyone who buys a literary magazine will be able to finish reading those articles in the end.

After taking a sip of water, Lu Li, who stopped thinking about these issues, quickly focused on the manuscript sent by Ye Che.

As time passed, just as Lu Li was about to read this manuscript for the third time, Ye Che finally walked out of Xu Xiqing's study at Xu Xiqing's house.

"Finished talking?" Xu Xiqing, who was playing with her mobile phone on the sofa, raised her head and asked after hearing the voice.

"Well, almost." Ye Che, who was indeed very rewarding, replied with a smile: "He still wants to teach me calligraphy, and I followed suit."

"Just don't learn his calligraphy." The expressionless girl handed the snack to Ye Che, "What time?"

You still eat this kind of thing
However, judging by the age, it seems to be normal.

Because the girl was too calm most of the time, Ye Che didn't treat the girl as an ordinary college student in many cases. If he came to her house this time, it seemed that it was really a life that a normal college student should have.

"No." Ye Che, who still had the lingering fragrance of good tea in his mouth, waved his hands, and then said thoughtfully, "I seem to have seen your grandfather's name in a textbook, I don't know if it's the same name."

"If it's a college textbook, it should be him." The girl who put another French fries into her mouth said calmly, "He seems to be involved in everything related to ancient literature."

"That's really amazing." After a little emotion, Ye Che chatted with Xu Xiqing.

"Didn't you say you were going to participate in some competition over there?"

"It's delayed, it should be in the next year." The girl who seemed to feel a little bit sorry shook her head, "I still want to perform on stage as soon as possible. Such a good song should be known to more people."

"It's coming soon, and it's good to go after the new year." After clicking Ye Che, he thought about how he talked to college students in his previous life, and then continued: "When is the holiday?"

"The end of December."

"Have you passed level four or six?"

"What are the fourth and sixth grades?"

"Ahem." Ye Che suddenly thought that there really is no such thing in this world, coughed lightly, and hurriedly said, "It's nothing, are you going to take the postgraduate entrance examination in the future? Did you take the teacher qualification test? Or are you going to take the editorial examination? "

In the last life, for an ordinary college student, these problems were basically not too different, not to mention critical strikes, at least for Ye Che.

"Why does it feel like the question you asked was asked by a middle-aged man?" She gave Ye Che a strange look, and even the girl who was sitting on the sofa with a good posture still answered Ye Che's question "What does it mean for the postgraduate entrance examination?" Further study? In this case, with my piano skills, it should be no problem to become a teacher at the Conservatory of Music. As for the examination system, I have a system now. I am an honorary member of the Music Association. I remember that I still have a salary, but I forgot where I put my salary card."

I think I can help you find it.
How can there be such a carefree college student? !
People who have lived through college life really can't see this.
Ye Che's words back then, although the goal was very clear, but in order to ensure that he would not be unable to eat in the future, he actually took all the things that should be tested, but in the end, these things were really useless to Ye Che.

"Why do you feel like your back molars are about to be crushed?"

"It's nothing." After categorically denying it, Ye Che coughed lightly, then changed the subject: "Are you staying at home these days?"

"No, I went out for a stroll occasionally." The girl who didn't seem to be very interested in this kind of question stood up and said, "Listen to my Moonlight Sonata again, although I personally think there is nothing wrong with it. But I still hope you can listen to it again.”

"Okay." Nodding his head, Ye Che followed the girl towards a certain room in the villa.

Although it is a room in his own home, in terms of professionalism, Ye Che feels that Xu Xiqing's personal piano room is no worse than the school's in any respect, and even better.

The piano is nothing ordinary at first glance, and there is nothing else in the spacious and bright room except for the pure white piano in the middle. At first glance, it looks like floating on the empty sea level. A piece of solid ice that is barely there, with its only size, resists the boundless loneliness and light and darkness of the entire sea journey.

"Isn't it too wasteful to put such a few things in such a big room?" Ye Che, who watched Xu Xiqing walk over step by step and then sat in front of the piano, said, "Sister Fu v I'm fifty."

"I quite like this style." The girl turned her head and glanced at Ye Che. Probably because of the layout of the room, Ye Che suddenly felt as if an iceberg had hit him.

However, this feeling came and went quickly. The next second, Ye Che's mobile phone suddenly sent a notification message. When he clicked on it, it turned out to be Xu Xiqing's money transfer red envelope.
Really turn?

"I was joking." Ye Che, who returned Xu Xiqing's red envelope, explained: "It's just a joke."

"That's it." Nodding thoughtfully, the girl who felt that she had learned something new first played some simple tunes to warm up, and soon, the moonlight shining on the lake surface followed the tunes. Flowed through the empty room.

And Ye Che just sat quietly and listened. Strictly speaking, he was quite far away from the girl, almost in a corner of the room. His eyes were flat and without much emotion, but if you observe carefully, probably There will be such a feeling: ships that have sunk in the Middle Ages have resurfaced from the sea level, sailing on this sea again in the form of ghost ships, and so far, they will never sink.

There will always be pain that needs to be relieved, and everyone has different ways to relieve it. Sometimes, a person may not love something, but can no longer persist. The story of Ye Che and the piano, in simple terms That's it.

For a certain period of time, every time the black and white keys sounded, it gradually became the voice of Ye Che's mother.

Missing keeps people from forgetting, but excessive missing often overwhelms people.

Therefore, before coming to this world, Ye Che hadn't touched the piano for many years.

In the empty and clear piano room, the drifting iceberg may have come into contact with the aimless ghost ship due to certain things, but after all, at least for now, there is probably no possibility of the two colliding.

Just continue to carry out their journey without end.

(End of this chapter)