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Chapter 142 The only thing left is poetry and wine, it's better to wake up suddenly

"Brother Zhu, are there any new products available in the teahouse that are available in winter?"

A young girl who was attending school nearby asked at the counter.

Mr. Zhu hasn't studied the new product for a long time: "Clean tea is not like milk tea. You can add some other seasonings to change the taste. Clean tea is pure."

"This era will change, Brother Zhu."

The female student in school uniform replied seriously.

"Change? Maybe I should think about it, but new teas suitable for early winter are rare."

Mr. Zhu occasionally wants to change it. Just like his paintings, the old monk was painted next to the teacup and also covered his bald head.

The female student took the cups containing tea. The vivid paintings on these cups were hand-painted by Mr. Zhu. There is no secret around the news, so some people bought tea, perhaps to collect one or two cups.

"Brother Zhu, who is this old monk on the cup?"

"A funny old man, an old man who likes to sleep, so in winter, you have to keep warm when sleeping."

Mr. Zhu also has some Zen point in his evaluation of Yiyuan.

Perhaps it was because the old monk Yiyuan often talked to him like this before.

How long ago did that come?

“It was really good to draw.”

Mr. Zhu only remembers this comment.

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Andaoyuan arrived at the school gate and the campus festival lasted for two days, but the next day there were no exhibition stalls, so there were more students next to the sidewalk of Zhuxun High School.

He pushed the cart in, and there was also a staggered crowd around the carport.

The results of the test will be released until 11:00 in the morning, which is also a humanized consideration.

The holiday was on the afternoon and the results were released later, which also prevented the students from hiking the campus festival.

Shizuki Morishima and Kurisui were also walking in the crowd in casual clothes. They lined up in front of a row of snack carts. Kurisui saw Andaoyuan and greeted him: "Andaoyuan, do you want to taste the wine I have treasured?"

"Are you sure you meet with the student? Is this okay if you say the first sentence?"

Andaoyuan couldn't help but complain that he was really curious about what Gu Lisui was thinking. Fortunately, she was a school doctor, otherwise she would be complained.

"We are all so familiar with each other, and you have come to my house and covered me with quilts. Let me tell you what's wrong with this topic."

Jinyu Ji had a hint of cramped expression and deliberately said this to him in a low voice. Only the three of them could hear it.

But as soon as she finished speaking, Shizuki Morishima beside her was blushing and hesitating:

"Student Andaoyuan, what do you think? You actually have an inappropriate relationship with the teacher."

Andaoyuan understood it clearly. Gu Lisui knew that she could not find fun from him, so she deliberately talked about this topic to tease Morishishi, so she didn't take it to heart: "This is probably the hallucination that Teacher Gu Lisui had drunk too much and saw him. After all, I have never seen Gu Lisui's appearance of drinking too much."

"I see."

Morishima nodded and understood. She knew that Gu Lisui would indeed speak nonsense when she was drunk.

In any way.

Shizuki Morishima was a little too easy to understand others. She had no doubts at all. Although Andoyuan did not do anything out of the ordinary:

"By the way, Andaoyuan, I heard that all the designs of the campus festival were designed by you, which is really touching."

I don't know what exactly touched her.

But he didn't need to know as specific as these things.

Just as he didn't need to know whether the maple leaves falling in autumn had their veins falling upwards.

"Because I know where to go, every program of this campus festival seems so attractive.

This is not my credit.”

"Andauyuan, you are too modest."

After Kuriho lined up, he also held two pieces of toasted cream bread in his hand, and handed it to Shizuki Morishima for a piece: "Murmur, I'll save you line up again."

"It's such a trouble for you."

Shizuki Morishima was still very touched. After all, Gu Lisui was the first friend she met when she first arrived at Takexun High School.

"No trouble, no trouble. Next time you come to the school clinic and bring me some good things." Gu Lisui didn't care.

You also need to use a code code, which doesn't sound like a healthy thing.

When he saw Shizuki Morishima making a gesture of "no problem", he didn't ask this question.

Andaoyuan smiled gently.

He could guess it was probably a beer bar.

In fact, it may be a better thing to drink a little warm porridge to warm your stomach this winter than a drink.

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On the way afterwards, Andaoyuan also mentioned the recipes for the nutritional porridge in winter.

Shizuki Morishima decisively prepared to take Gu Lisu to the club activity room of the cooking department to try: "Hi, Andaoyuan said yes, you need to live a healthier life."

Gu Lisui has now gotten rid of the haze of the past and is drinking less and less now. Sometimes a drink is just for her personal interest: "Oh~, then okay, it's good that I'll go with you to see it."

Andaoyuan thought that this should be a good attempt for them.

It's a good thing.

Wine should not be used as the entire sustenance of life, nor should it become a disaster or a beast. Perhaps it is its true meaning based on thoughts and feelings.

He remembered more than a thousand years ago.

It is also the late autumn season today, Du Fu curled up in a small broken boat and drifted on the Minjiang River.

At that time, the late Tang no longer had his deepest love for him, and he just wanted to keep it and return to his hometown in the end.

When passing by Rongzhou (Yibin), his friend Yang Jun enthusiastically kept him, invited him to have dinner at the best Donglou Hotel, and also opened a bottle of the most expensive Chongbichun wine.

The faint lychee fragrance and the jasper-like wine color, Lao Du kept drinking and drinking, but Yang Jun fell down with no effort.

He was left alone silently looking at the river outside the window from the private room on the second floor. The bitterness of wandering over the years was gone with the waves. The song of the singing girl just now sounded very sad, but now it sounded like passionate military music.

It reminded Lao Du of the passionate blood of Jingdiao at the beginning. He forgot that he was an elderly man with a ray of youth in his eyes. He asked the waiter for paper, pen, ink and ink, and wrote "Surprise is shocking to the old man, and love is filled with joy."

Of course, time may be more like an opera that will not end for the ageless goldfish Jigulisui.

Andaoyuan didn't go with them: "When I come back from the short holiday, I will also come to try your skills of Mr. Sen?"

"I may not be able to do well, but I will work hard."

Shizuki Morishima also found a vision that he didn't have when he was in school, which was his vision of life with the community and his youth.

Perhaps, the good things brought by this campus festival.

It's really a little more than Andauyuan expected.
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