I became popular after the live broadcast of raising cubs deep in the mountains

She looked around. Although this wooden house was not big, it had a yard in front of the door and a bamboo forest behind the door.

At this time, the moon is rising, which reminds Ye Zhen of the poem written in the Tang Dynasty: "Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly, the people in the deep forest don't know, but the bright moon comes to shine."

This imagination was so pleasant that she sat down on the threshold and rested her face on her hands: "The night view here is so beautiful..."

Ye Sheng put down his backpack, sat down next to her, and watched the darkening sky with her: "Sister, why do you like to stay in the mountains so much?"

Xia Meng also came over. She was also very curious about Ye Zhen's attitude towards life. She was clearly in her early twenties and it was the time to work hard, but she seemed to retire early, although she was indeed very busy...

"Because the floating clouds, wealth and honor are just before my eyes, and the wild cranes and forest springs are in my heart..." Ye Zhen smiled slightly, "Don't you think this place is very similar to the Green Bamboo Alley in "The Swordsman"?"

"Swordsman" was the first novel that Ye Zhen read when she was a teenager. She was not dead at that time, her soul had not been bound and enslaved by the system, and she was in the third grade of junior high school.

Reading novels suddenly became popular in the class, with the boys reading martial arts and the girls reading romance. One person would read a book and pass it on to another. This is how the book "The Swordsman" was passed on to Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen never read Xianshu, so that day she casually flipped through it for some reason, and happened to find a scene where Yue Lingshan had feelings for Lin Pingzhi, and Jin Hu Chong was dejected.

That happened to be the time when her father's mistress came to provoke her and broke into her and her mother's home, and she was filled with depression and had nowhere to vent.

She immediately resonated with Linghu Chong's state of mind and read on unconsciously.

The story of Jin Hu Chong's love affair in Luoyang was very depressing, and Ye Zhen almost cried while reading it. Who would have thought that Jin Yong actually arranged an encounter for Ling Hu Chong in Green Bamboo Alley.

In the wooden house in Green Bamboo Lane, Linghu Chong meets Yingying, who loves him, cherishes him, and plays the harp with him in harmony. This plot is like a breeze that disperses the depression in Ye Zhen's heart.

After reading the book, she leaned over the desk and fell into a reverie. From then on, she began to long for a green bamboo alley of her own.

There, she will live a simple life with her loved ones and aloof from everything.

Sadly the reality is miserable.

She has memories of too many reincarnations. She can no longer remember the first world that truly belonged to her. She can only remember the state of mind when she read that book.

She only remembered that her mother died, and then she died too. She had forgotten how she died. She had died too many times.

But the Green Bamboo Alley she longed for became increasingly clear after being bound by the system.

Ye Sheng, who had been paying attention to Ye Zhen, was keenly aware that her mood was not right.

Ye Zhen looked at the sky in trance: "Xiao Sheng Xiao Xia, let me sing a song for you."

As she spoke, her singing voice sounded softly: "The vastness is vast, and the mountains are towering; the sun and moon shine brightly, and they are scattered; the silk and bamboo resonate, and the executive sings... It is rare to find a true friend, and only heaven and earth cooperate... "

The episode of CCTV's "Swordsman" depicts Green Bamboo Alley.

No one had ever heard Ye Zhen sing before. Her breathy voice was very steady, her voice was soft yet crisp, revealing the leisurely tranquility of a reclusive sage.

At this time, the sky and the earth were silent, except for the sound of wind and water, there was only her singing.

The audience in the live broadcast room was mesmerized by it. Someone could sing so beautifully a cappella!
"Oh my God, my ears are pregnant! The beauty's musical talent is amazing! This song is so good that I cried!"

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Is this a cappella singing?! Why do I have auditory hallucinations of ancient music??"

"Wow, wow, I'm crying, this is so artistic!"

"Manually change the host's outfit with one click. She must wear a fairy-like ancient costume to suit the occasion..." "When she looked at Ye Sheng and Xia Meng with the corners of her lips curled up, her expression was so doting! She If you could look at me like that, I would turn to ashes!"

"When I saw her for the first time, I thought she was a gentle beauty, but later I found out that she was also heroic and a good wife and mother who was not disobedient at all."

"Now, when she sings to the moon, I see the shadow of classical beauty in her again. Every aspect of her is so charming!"

"Why do you think the "Swordsman" the anchor mentioned is not the same one as the one we watched? How can there be such an artistic conception? Isn't it a pirated version that we are watching?"

"Ah ah ah, this song sounds so good! The music is both ethereal and melodious. It's like a stream of heat flowing from the ears into the heart. I'm so moved that I want to cry!"

Because of Ye Zhen's singing, the live broadcast room exploded again. The screen was full of fans' tips. Super rocket special effects fireworks were set off one after another, and it was very colorful and lively.

Ye Sheng listened intently and stared deeply at her delicate and soft profile.

Warmth surged from the bottom of his heart, and his mind rose and fell with her singing, like a boat rippling.

As a scientific worker, he has always been a staunch atheist, but at this moment, he is willing to worship a god for her, and only asks that god to allow his sister to be happy forever.

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard Ye Zhen take a breath.

Ye Sheng's heart beat fast: "What's wrong?"

"Mosquito bites...lots of them."

Ye Sheng followed her gaze to her calf and saw four large white bumps on her fair and slender calf.

Xia Meng also swatted mosquitoes with a worried look on his face: "Too bad, I don't know if there is mosquito coils in the house."

Ye Zhen's physique is very attractive to mosquitoes. As long as she dares to go out for a walk with bare arms and legs in the summer, she is guaranteed to come back completely intact.

What's even more detestable is that when others are bitten by mosquitoes, it only takes two or three days at most to get better, but when she was bitten by mosquitoes, she would develop a lot of super big bumps that wouldn't go away for a week or two.

Xia Meng hurriedly went to the house and rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find it, but it was empty, not even an extra roll of toilet paper, let alone any mosquito coils.

Xia Meng's face turned bitter, and Ye Zhen understood immediately.

Summer nights in mountain villages are dominated by mosquitoes. If there is no mosquito repellent, I am afraid they will wrap themselves up like mummies and sleep like Mr. Lu Xun did in Sendai tonight.

"Sister, let's take a bath first." Ye Sheng patted her shoulder.

Ye Zhen nodded, and Xia Meng pursed her lips: "Okay, let's go wash the vegetables for the mosquitoes now."

With that said, Xia Meng found a large bathtub from a corner of the main room, and with Ye Zhen's help, filled it with water.

Finally, Xia Meng took the outdoor searchlight given by Ye Sheng and went to the grapefruit tree in the backyard to find some fresh grapefruit leaves.

The older generation always said that soaking grapefruit leaves and orange peels in water for bathing can prevent mosquitoes. She didn’t know if it would help, but she still had to be pious.

After picking the grapefruit leaves, Xia Meng saw Ye Zhen entering the room holding two loose pajamas.

"Sister Ye, the water is ready! You wash first!" Xia Meng said and ran away without giving Ye Zhen a chance to speak. (End of chapter)