Chapter 113 The World of Incomparable Familiarity (9)

Even though he left, Huang Xuan still lived in the Wang family's mansion. Even he himself couldn't tell why he didn't find another place in Chang'an City. He didn't know if it was because of the trouble of staying in a hotel or if he couldn't bear to leave something.

After drinking some wine, Huang Xuan lay on the bed with some sleepiness in his eyes, but tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. The night became darker, and he finally turned up the quilt and whispered: "Lorraine, what kind of person do you think I am?"

“I’m not good at evaluating people.”

Huang Xuan sneered: "You can do the word "not good at it". What else can you know? You just say what kind of person I am, and I won't blame you."

It seems that he also knows that Lorraine's evaluation will not be very good.

Since he said so, Lorraine said concisely and clearly: "Danny."

Huang Xuan held the quilt and sat solemnly. Although he had known that such a comment would have been a bit unnatural. He snorted twice and said forcefully: "I am not as good as Wei Mujian in my studies, but I am much better than Liu Penggang and Monkeys. Moreover, I have much better foreign languages ​​than them, and I know three kinds of them..." Huang Xuan couldn't continue to say that his family knew his family affairs. Not to mention studying, even if he simply did not keep his words to him, he had never read it since he left Brazil. With the boy's emotional forgetting, his admiration for Galadia is no longer so strong, and his motivation for learning naturally dropped to freezing point.

"Then you say, I don't have a little bit of it, am I talking about some advantages?" Huang Xuan was even embarrassed when he said this, but except Lorraine, the guardian who was almost secretly shared with him, no one talked about him anymore. His mother was very busy at work, and now she had no time to talk to him, and her father didn't need to say anything about it. But he usually doesn't think about such a question. "How you are" is often a philosophical proposition, and only those who are extremely bored and those who are deeply stimulated will discuss it.

And Huang Xuan looks like the latter.

When he was young, Lorraine slowly said: "Everyone has advantages, and of course you are no exception. You are very filial and witnessed the failure of the high-level traveler Guy. Even though you know that going to the outer plane is dangerous, because of grandpa, you still ignore the danger. You are still very trustworthy, unlike many travelers who like to rob when they leave. You know how to be cautious and know when to stand up, and pay attention to observation in times of crisis. You will also protect your weak and protect your younger brothers and sisters, and do not retreat because of the large number of cousins ​​and strong strength..."

"Okay, okay." Huang Xuan finally knew that it was completely a mistake to ask Lorraine to evaluate. He was just interspersing himself according to the prepared sample. He thought in private that he did not plunder because the profits of plunder were too small and he looked down on him; he did not retreat because there was no way to retreat; he protected his younger brothers and sisters just because three bedrooms and four bedrooms were one...

The more Huang Xuan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He couldn't help but lift the quilt and left the room.

In fact, as a 16-year-old boy, Huang Xuan did not do the best, but he was definitely better than most people. There were many children from a family of officials, but not everyone could talk to Edsel and Sloan; if someone had the same family background, he might not be able to handle his relationship with Lorraine well. Just like being arrogant and self-deprecating, he would lose contact with the base guardian; from the beginning, when Lorraine threw Huang Xuan into the small town in 1969, the 15-year-old boy was not in endless horror, but tried his best to make the worst plans for himself, and exchanged a set of stamps for what he could. Even if he couldn't go home, he wouldn't have no food and clothing. To put it further, Lorraine was able to choose Huang Xuan instead of throwing him back to p112 and ignore it, which was not just because he valued his ability to adapt at that time.

However, Lorraine is a good base guard, but not a good family caregiver. He cannot understand Huang Xuan’s needs, nor will he calm Huang Xuan’s mood at this moment. He even doesn’t understand why Huang Xuan suddenly became self-reflective.

As for Huang Xuan, he was just walking in the grass with a high foot and a low foot. His heart was in chaos, and there was nothing to think about, and he couldn't imagine... Although he had experienced some experiences, he would inevitably have some common problems among young people, such as a small rebellion, some lack of confidence, and insufficient understanding of the world presented in front of him. Just like the middle school time most people have experienced, he would suddenly feel guilty, aggrieved, or a brief regret when he occasionally thought about it. However, Diao Chan's appearance made Huang Xuan's emotions unnaturally expand.

Before I knew it, I walked to the location of the "Peony Pavilion".

Huang Xuan stroked the rough book cover of the tree beside the pavilion and sighed unconsciously, but heard someone inside say, "But Mr. Huang."

It was the culprit who made Huang Xuan sleepless all night. He suddenly stopped, stared at the pool water in the dark night, and said, "How do you know it's me?" After that, he added, "You call me Huang Xuan, or your son, I can't stand it."

"Okay." Diao Chan smiled and replied: "Therefore, only Lord Situ and his wife and I have contacts on weekdays. As far as I know, only Mr. Huang and noble servants dare to ignore the rules in the mansion."

"Then how do you know it's me?" Huang Xuan felt his mood suddenly refreshed as he spoke.

"It's just because the young master is lighter."

Diao Chan's smile made Huang Xuan's heart softer when he spoke. After thinking about it carefully, he said that Dian Wei was too heavy and couldn't help laughing.

This smile made Huang Xuan's mood suddenly improve. Looking at Diao Chan in the shadow of the flowers in the pavilion, her clothes fluttering between the gaps of the trees, like the waves of water in the lake, gentle and beautiful.

Huang Xuan looked at himself again. The thick shirt he had put on was always unable to sway in obedience, as if it showed a disconnect from this era. If there was no base, it could be called a little bit of ink and could only tie a chicken with his hands. He said a little ashamed: "Does Miss Diao Chan like today's "The Goddess of Luo River"?"

"It is the most beautiful essay I have ever heard." In the shadow, Diao Chan gave a gentle salute, but Huang Xuan smiled bitterly and whispered: "It is the most beautiful essay I have ever heard." After saying that, he thought to himself: It is the only essay I can recite.

Listening to the sound of frogs in the lotus pond and the soft whisper of Diao Chan, Huang Xuan suddenly felt calm in his heart, just like the stormy weather and the tranquility of staying in a small room with his parents. He took a deep breath and plucked up the courage and said, "Actually, that poem was not written by me."

Diao Chan smiled and said, "I know, but it is also very enviable for the young master to know such a poet."

"I don't know him either." Huang Xuan said angrily: "I just know this poem that you don't know." He said, and then questioned: "Is it useless to say this?"

"Of course not." Although I couldn't see my face, Diao Chan's voice always gave people a smile. She said slowly: "For me, it is also a pleasure to hear such poems. What's more, in today's chaotic times, the young master is extremely brave. Compared with literati, it is more beneficial to the country and the people."

Although Huang Xuan was still happy even though he knew that the so-called courage was not because of himself. After all, he and Lorraine were all glorious and integrated. According to the current base sequence level and the 20th level authority, he sat on the steps unconsciously and said to Diao Chan, "I am also 16 years old this year, and I am the same size as you, but you understand too much than me."

Diao Chan took a quick step and placed a copper plate beside Huang Xuan, saying, "This is the water wine brewed in the mansion. Please try it. When it comes to it, I was raised by my wife since childhood. Although I treated her like a girl, I was not a lady in the mansion. I naturally had more thoughts than the mansion."

Huang Xuan knew that with Diao Chan's life experience, he had to have a place in this Wang family's house with caution and careful words and deeds. Compared to his own life, such an environment will naturally make people mature. He smiled apologetically, but remembered that the moonlight was dark and the other party could not see him, so he glanced at the wine glass in his hand and said, "I sing a song for you and will enter the bar. Although it was not written by me, the person who wrote this poem was also a great poet."

Diao Chan also nodded in love and said "Okay", Huang Xuan held the wine glass and sang: "Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming from the sky, flowing to the sea and never returning... Sing a song with you, please listen to me..."

He sang it three times in a row. At the beginning, Diao Chan seemed not to be used to such a poem. Later, she couldn't help but echo gently. However, she learned it very quickly. When she was the last time, she had already remembered it correctly. She liked the sentence "The morning is like blue hair and the evening turns into snow" the most, and chanted it repeatedly, and after singing it, she even had a slight tremor.

Huang Xuan knew that he was pitying himself, and even more of his desire to protect himself, half casually and half intentionally said: "I was unhappy today, but I didn't expect that after talking to you, I would be happy." His words were spoken completely in a modern way, and he didn't want to translate Lorraine. Diao Chan couldn't understand at all, but when he knew that he was in a better mood, he responded with a smile. Huang Xuan didn't say much, and stood up with a smile and said: "My singing style may be wrong. Alas, it's just a playboy after all."

Diao Chan still didn't understand much. She just thought Huang Xuan's hometown was in dialect, but she understood the word "Doess" and smiled and said, "Why should Mr. Huang belittle himself? Although Diao Chan didn't know what the young master was and was worried about, he listened to the young master's words in the water pavilion at noon, but when he saw the young master's words in the water pavilion at noon, he regarded millions of people as nothing. He could compete with thousands of people and thousands of people, and was comparable to Jing Ke and Li Guang. Such courage was far from courage."

Huang Xuan only felt that her voice was lazy, but her voice was gentle and seductive. He stretched out his legs relaxedly, drank wine and warmed his body, "My courage comes from courage, but my courage does not belong to me. In this way, do you still think I am a hero?"

Diao Chan smiled and said, "In the past, my ruler Liu Bang was also from a humble background, not as strategic as Zhang Liang, not as Han Xin, and not as capable as Xiao He, but was convinced by his ministers. Why? He was able to rely on his spirit to make people deeply rooted in the three religions and ranks; the superiors could lower their heads and follow Zhang Er, and serve Wang Ling. I thought that it was just a courage to do and wake up to himself. Although the young master is young, he can talk to Lord Situ, know civil servants and scholars, and the lower ones could die. If the young master is not confident, I don't know who can still have such great talent."

Hearing such comments, Huang Xuanxiao's mouth was about to break open. He felt very brave and thought to himself: He might be a little inferior to others, but communicating with others is unscrupulous. Think about it, this is also a kind of talent. Who can discuss "killing Dong Zhuo" with Lu Bu and Wang Yun? If it were a systematically trained traveler like Guy, they would definitely rely on their advanced weapons and support the base to kill Dong Zhuo. Maybe they would kill Wang Yun and Lu Bu together. If so, they would not mention the amount of energy consumed. Just want to get items such as classics, they would spend more energy, and even get it, and they would not make ends meet. If these so-called advanced travelers could pay more attention to the time and space they disdain and communicate more with ordinary people they disdained, Guy would not have been imprisoned under the siege of the police.

In contrast, the senior traveler who lost the base is just a super thug, while Huang Xuan, who lost the base, may become the one who masters the thug.

Communication will always get more than confrontation.

A dark cloud slowly covered the moonlight, and the lotus pond made several "thumps" sounds. Huang Xuan took a deep breath and felt the fresh air of this era again. He smiled and threw the wine cup into the pond, saying, "If you want to speak, it is the best you said. Okay, I'm spitting out a breath of turbid air now and going back to bed."

Diao Chan gave another gift, Huang Xuan packed up the remaining wine pot and wine cup, placed it in a copper plate, and while peeking at the delicate figure in the hall, he said in a bad mood: "Actually, I still know some capital operations, and I also know how to do management and human resources a little bit."
Chapter completed!