Unbelievable, Yan Ge blinked his eyelashes slightly.

But it is confirmed correctly.

No matter what you see or hear, you are not someone else.

But, her idol herself.

The doors and windows were beating and knocking, and the wind was still strong, blew the pond lotus and shook the light shadow. At this time, there was no one else in the Jiuqu corridor.

It is silence and darkness.

After reacting, Yan Ge responded: "...I am blind at night and my vision will become worse at night. So I have to turn on the lights."

She said, turning on the flashlight at the same time.

With the light of the flashlight as the radius, the viewing area is brighter.

The light was snow-white, bright and dazzling, but it also made her feel safe.

Sweeping through the light, Rong Chuo's body had not moved for half a second, so immersed in the half-light and dark earthly realm, as faint as a thin layer of shadow.

He asked, "Okay?"

Yan Ge: "Yes."

So he didn't stop anymore, and he turned to leave.

She quickly followed forward and tried to keep pace with her idol.

While walking forward, Yan Ge explained to her idol, "I can see it when the light is turned on."

As soon as she finished speaking, she rang out "bang": She bumped into the pillar facing her.

Yan Ge: "..."

She was walking too fast, and the lights did not follow and the pillar was not shining, so she didn't see it either.

Yan Ge raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and explained to her idol: "...I was an accident just now."

“…”

Rong Chuo stopped, his steps stopped in the evening breeze, and glanced at her side.

Yan Ge rubbed his forehead with one hand, but the other hand with the lamp was on, but he did not dare to relax and was still shining forward diligently.

However, in a flash, the light of the mobile phone illuminated the hand in front of him.

The joints are very long, the nails are trimmed, and a crescent mark is on the bottom.

In the bright light of snow, it is extremely clear.

That is the man's hand.

It was never biased and never leaned against, and it was just right.

He handed her hand to her.

Yan Ge lowered his eyelids, like the heat weathered into silk threads and wrapped around his ears, and the temperature gradually rose.

Did he... want her to hold his hand?

She thought of him this way and wanted to ask him this way.

But she didn't dare to ask him.

In front of that stretched out hand, her psychological activities became a game between two people.

Take a heavy punch and boldly go against the lane, saying "Take it," "Take it," "Take it."

A timid and stagnant reminded her that she was a lady and remember her character.

He is a lady, how can he hold hands with a man casually?

During the entangled moment, time was stalemate. In just a few seconds, it was delayed by psychological activities for centuries.

Until, in her sight, the hand held it, leaving only the index finger at her, and the male voice also landed in mist, as if he had released a grand permission, "Take it."

Yan Ge: "..."

Quietly, she raised her face and wanted to see him, but the height difference only allowed her to see the bone lines of his jaw.

So, he didn't want her to hold his hand.

He wanted her to hold his finger.

After pursing his lips, Yan Ge stretched out his hand and held his index finger.

Hold it, and then walk deeper into the courtyard.

It was the wind that was strong at night, and the deeper the night became, and the wind became more and more unabated. His fingers held her hand, and the road afterwards was tortuous and finally stable.

After walking through the bent lotus, passing through the iron horse under the eaves, passing through the window where the switch is turned on and off—

After walking, everything in the wind on this summer night.

Holding fingers.

Yan Ge lowered his head, and Feng Ru's hand moved away his hair intentionally or unintentionally, revealing his cheeks.

In the vague light, there was a curve spreading on her lips, and she pursed it and restrained it.

Actually, she doesn't want to laugh.

It's just that the wind is too strong tonight.

The wind is too strong, so the crescent moon in the clouds blows away;

That's why the strings of that moon are put—

It was delivered, on her lips.

That was the next day, at 8:30 in the morning of July 21, the second episode of "Live Broadcasting Guide for Entertainment Circle" kicked off in the teahouse of Mr. Shen Muqing.

The style of the opening of this issue is smooth and slow. When the guests were welcomed to sit on one side of the long table, Mr. Shen sat on the other side. There were purple clay teapots, fair cups, tea tasting cups, tea pets, etc. on the table - obviously, this is the table for square tea making and tasting tea.

When someone sat down, Mr. Shen started to burn water.

Boil water in a pot, divide tea with fairness, and brew it in a cup.

Chen Muqing brews black tea. The tea soup falls into a sweet white glaze white porcelain cup. The white porcelain linens the golden color. The hot mist dissipates the fragrance of flowers, which is the taste of Wuyi cinnamon.

Everyone was tasting tea, and Mr. Shen immediately CUE released the theme and process of this episode.

"Four Treasures of Study - New Era and New Cultural and Creative".

The four treasures of the study, namely the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, are the general term for Chinese calligraphy and painting tools.

Its name began in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and all the dynasties were different. During the Southern Tang Dynasty, the Four Treasures specifically refer to Zhuge Pen in Xuancheng, Li Tinggui Mo in Huizhou, Chengxintang Paper in Huizhou, and Longwei Inkstone in Wuyuan, Huizhou; since the Song Dynasty, the Four Treasures specifically refer to Xuancheng Xuan Pen, Huizhou She County Huizhou She County, Xuancheng Xuan Paper, and Huizhou She County She Inkstone.

In short, the four treasures of the study have always had a great relationship with Huizhou.

This is also why this episode is located here.

In this issue, the six guests need to be divided into four groups, and they will become disciples separately, open stores and sell more, and those with more sales will win.

Six people are divided into four groups, with a maximum of two people in each group and a minimum of one person.

After careful consideration, this means that two groups are two groups in one group, and two groups are one group in one group.

Unlike the previous issue, the previous issue was six people and three groups, with exactly two people in each group; this issue was six people and four groups, and they could not be evenly distributed.

So—How to group?

Regarding this issue, the live broadcast room started to discuss it enthusiastically.

[Do you have to choose a group by yourself? Or draw lots?]

[Brush, ink, paper and inkstone... I feel that the production process is not simple. I think the focus of this issue is not on selecting groups, but on cooperation. Which group has more people and which group will be more likely to win.]

[So, let's see if the guests are huddling together [laughing and crying]]

【…】

Just as netizens were discussing the live broadcast room, Mr. Chen Muqing announced the grouping method: four inheritors of traditional craftsmanship, including pen, ink, paper and ink, came forward and negotiated with the guests to form a group.

As soon as Mr. Shen finished speaking, the four heirs came up. The gender ratio was even, two men and two women, both of whom were around forty years old, which was a good age to do business.

Then Mr. Shen asked the inheritors to introduce himself separately.

Inheritor No. 1: "!@#￥%&*^"

Inheritor No. 2: "*&…%￥#"

Inheritor No. 3: "@#%&=-=*"

Inheritor No. 4: “………#@#*”

Everyone: "?"

Netizen: "?"

The situation is obvious: these four people are speaking local dialects.

And it is a very difficult dialect.
To be continued...