When Liang Fu met Fu Yucheng for the first time, only two lines from ancient poems flashed through her mind: stacked stones are like jade, rows of pines are like green emeralds, and the beauty of the man is unique and unique in the world.
She had poor grades in school and danced in elementary school. In junior high school, she made up her mind to take the art exam. At that time, I was in the stage of development, my body was stretched thin, training was hard, and all my school time was used to catch up on sleep. The above two lines of poetry were rarely heard from my Chinese teacher when I was not dozing off. She had poor grades but a good memory. She thought these two sentences were so beautiful that she remembered them for many years. I never expected to find an appropriate and concrete portrayal for it on such an unexpected afternoon.
That year, the Liang family moved to a new home and bought a villa in the suburbs. The place was spacious and there was plenty of room for flowers and dogs. Liang Andao has been teaching for many years. He just recruited a group of graduate students in the fall, so he took advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday to have all his students gather at his new home.
Fu Yucheng is among them.
They recruited four people this time, two men and two women, and there were two senior brothers and sisters above them. There were more than ten people in total, and they occupied a bus heading to the suburbs with only a few passengers.
Fu Yucheng sat by the window, feeling a little motion sick and drowsy from the sun. He was not a person who liked to join in the fun, so he dozed off with his head leaning against the shaking window glass. He heard his roommate Jiang Chen gossiping with his senior brothers and sisters, trying to verify a rumor about his mentor's daughter.
"Yes, my director Qianjin is indeed very beautiful. We have all seen her. I don't know if she is the prima donna of the Chongcheng Ballet Company. Anyway, it is said that she is well-known in the circle."
Jiang Chen became interested, "Is she at home today?"
"I don't know. It depends on whether you are lucky today or not."
The first-year graduate students are not as open-minded as their senior brothers and sisters. When they arrived at Liang's house, they were still reserved for a long time, not daring to interrupt and talk more, and just drank tea.
The tea maker was Teacher Liang's wife Zhang Pingyu. I heard that she was a strong woman in business. But he doesn't look strong on the outside, but has a gentleness that makes people feel like a spring breeze.
Zhang Pingyu noticed the embarrassment of these four people, put down the teapot, sat down opposite, and started chatting with them.
Zhang Pingyu said: "Xiao Xie and Xiao An are from the law department of our school. I have heard of them. Did you two enter the postgraduate entrance examination? Which school did you get your undergraduate degree from?" Xiao Xie and Xiao An refer to the other two girls in the same class. .
Jiang Chen hurriedly said: "I passed the exam, and Fu Yucheng is a postgraduate student."
"Oh? What school?"
"I had an average undergraduate degree, but Fu Yucheng is great. His undergraduate degree is from Jiangcheng University."
Zhang Pingyu said with a smile: "You are also very good. It is not easy to pass the exam."
This compliment catered to Jiang Chen's consistent psychology. He believed that he had a low starting point. It was much more difficult to get into Chongcheng University, one of the top universities, from an ordinary school just above the first-tier level than to Fu Yucheng, who was admitted to the postgraduate school. What challenges can come from going from good to better? To give him such a starting point as Fu Yucheng, he would not be satisfied with Chongda, but would attack Qingbei. He has never said these words clearly, but there is no way he can hide such a mentality. There are always leaks between his expression and words.
Fu Yucheng glanced at Jiang Chen calmly.
Jiang Chen took Zhang Pingyu's words and turned around to greet another senior who was traveling with him today. He said that he heard that this senior also passed the postgraduate entrance examination and that "World War II" was more difficult than him.
Zhang Pingyu just smiled and said, "It's the same when you join Lao Liang's family. He is very strict and you must not relax. Of course, studying is not enough. It is also good to work under the senior brothers and sisters who have graduated during the holidays."
While we were chatting happily, we suddenly heard the sound of "dong dong dong" footsteps coming from upstairs, and a clear female voice shouted: "Mom! Where did you throw my skirt again!"
Zhang Pingyu immediately stood up and drank: "We have guests at home today, why are you so rude!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a person poked his head out from above the railing and looked down.
Everyone raised their heads and saw the legendary daughter of the Liang family wearing only a dark green silk nightgown. Her long black hair was hanging down, the tips of her hair were slightly curved, her facial features were bright, and her face was revealed in the dim light blocked by her long hair. It gives off a very classical beauty.
Jiang Chen's eyes straightened, and he couldn't help but let out a "tsk" of praise.
Miss Liang rested her elbows on the armrests, greeted the people beside Liang Andao, and said with a smile: "Long time no see."
Former students who had interacted with her all called her "senior sister" even though they were older than her.
"Senior Sister Liang, are you getting up now?"
"That's right, it's not like you have free time in your studies." Miss Liang said with a smile, "You have fallen into Lao Liang's trap. He called you here today because he wants you to absorb formaldehyde for his new house."
Liang Andao frowned, "Afu, hurry up and change your clothes and come down. There are so many guests, do you understand the rules?"
Miss Liang and Liang Fu quickly changed into a pair of ankle-length black skirts and flat shoes. When they meandered downstairs, no one could hold their breath to look at her.
As expected, she is a ballet student, and her temperament and figure are first-class.
Miss Liang didn't wear any makeup and had a pair of sunglasses on her head. She walked over and picked up the tea cup in front of Liang Andao and took a sip, "Dad, I made an appointment with a friend and I won't be at home for dinner at noon."
"I got up so late for a date with friends."
"What are you afraid of? They can't wait for me."
Miss Liang put down her teacup and left without even looking at them.
But after a moment, footsteps sounded at the door again, "Mom, why did you park the car? It blocked the way out."
Zhang Pingyu said: "Why did your dad come back late yesterday and couldn't park the car for me?"
"You've had your driver's license for almost twenty years, right? Is it that difficult to reverse the car into the garage?"
Zhang Pingyu was not annoyed and asked the four people sitting beside him with a smile, "Which of you can drive? Go and help me move the car."
Fu Yucheng glanced at Jiang Chen. Unexpectedly, this buddy who always did not lag behind others suddenly became silent. The two girls looked at each other, seemingly doubtful.
Fu Yucheng stood up and said, "Master, let me go."
It's autumn in September, and the newly planted roses in front of the door are wilted by the sun. Liang Fu was waiting at the door, playing with the flower vines with her fingers, and the dead leaves on the vines rustled down.
But after a moment, I heard footsteps inside the door and looked up.
People are facing the light, like a blue shadow. When they walk to the corridor, it suddenly becomes clear, the clouds and mist are blowing, and everything is revealed.
Liang Fu wondered why such a graceful and graceful person didn't notice him in the room just now.
The man raised his head, Liang Fu glanced into his eyes, and those two lines of poetry popped out of her mind without any end.
The accumulated stones are like jade, and the rows of pines are like green. There is no other in the world, and the beauty is unique.