Withered Broken Ice Blue

Chapter 106 Secret Photography

Xu Yang was mad, "Master Chi, please stop talking. When I come of age, I will definitely change this crappy name back!"

How can a young master be called such a rustic name?

Jiang Huaixu glanced at him, "Don't you know that your grandfather is the chief disciple?"

Xu Yang spread his hands and said, "My grandfather never lets us ask him anything, but I heard from my mother that he accepted disciples, but I have never seen it."

Xu Yang is a very contradictory person when it comes to surfing the Internet. He was able to find this information online, but he didn't know that the person was his grandfather's chief disciple.

Li Qiong chuckled: "That girl is quite young, but she has achieved so much. Her profile says she is 14."

Some people are worrying about their future at the age of 14, some have already traveled around the world at the age of 14, and some are full of glory at the age of 14.

The topic ended as we were chatting.

Next, it is the much-anticipated pigeon show.

On the music stage in Nanjing, the pigeons dance in the air like a group of lively notes.

Their pure white feathers sparkle in the sun, as if they were works of art painted by the god of music himself.

Accompanied by the melodious music, their wings danced, interweaving with the melody, forming an intoxicating picture.

People at the scene took out their mobile phones or cameras to record this wonderful moment.

"Chi Feiwan, look here!"

Chi Feiwan was holding a CCD in her hand and recording a video when she suddenly heard someone calling her name.

She turned around, and before she could react, she heard the sound of a shutter being clicked.

Chi Feiwan was stunned for a few seconds before reacting, "Jiang Huaixu, are you sick?"

Jiang Huaixu put away his SLR camera, raised his hands, and smiled carefreely, "Whatever you say is right."

Chi Feiwan likes taking photos, but she doesn't like others taking photos of her.

She rushed over angrily, trying to grab the SLR camera that Jiang Huaixu had hidden behind him, "Let me see."

Jiang Huaixu looked at her playfully. When Chi Feiwan's hand touched Jiang Huaixu's waist, he raised his hand, and the arm holding the SLR camera was raised high.

You should know that Jiang Huai's first line is 185, and Chi Feiwan's first line is 155.

The cutest height difference, as long as Jiang Huaixu doesn't let up, Chi Feiwan can't reach it even if he stands on tiptoe.

Chi Feiwan hates it most when people use their height to embarrass him.

In a fit of rage, she stepped hard on Jiang Huaixu's foot, leaving dirty footprints on his white sneakers.

"If you dare to spread the photos around, Jiang Huaixu, I will bite you!" Her tone was cold and contained a hint of anger.

Jiang Huaixu made a swearing gesture with his empty hand, "I promise."

He wouldn't show it to anyone else.

With great difficulty, there was a frontal photo of Chi Feiwan in the photo album, and he was reluctant to let others see it.

Chi Feiwan can only belong to him.

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On the last day of the study tour, there was only one itinerary scheduled in the morning, which was a visit to the Nanjing Museum.

Just like before, each class will have a tour guide to explain things to the students.

Of course, the visit to the museum is not in vain. After returning, everyone must write a self-description of the cultural relic, about 500 words.

The architectural style is simple, solemn and elegant.

The exhibition hall displays a wealth of cultural relics, from ancient bronzes to exquisite porcelain, from precious calligraphy and paintings to vivid sculptures, each of which exudes a unique charm.

Here, you can appreciate the splendor of ancient Chinese civilization.

Those intricately crafted handicrafts demonstrate the wisdom and skills of the ancients, and those ancient books and documents record the vicissitudes of history.

The guide stopped in front of a cultural relic: "In front of you is a jade suit with silver threads, unearthed from the No. 1969 Han Tomb in Tushan, Xuzhou in 170. It is 2600 centimeters long and consists of more than jade pieces..."

"Students who have finished touring the museum can go to the direction I pointed to visit the Republic of China Pavilion."

After the morning trip, the school took the students to have lunch and asked them to return to the hotel to pack their luggage.

The flight is at 4pm, so you need to arrive two hours in advance.

The students were packing their luggage in a hurry.

Chi Feiwan didn't have much luggage, and she had packed it a day in advance. She arrived at the bus early in the morning carrying a large box of luggage.

It wasn't just him who was quick, others were too.

When she got to the bus, all six buses were occupied.

Teacher Zhang was already sitting in the car, counting the number of people in the car, and the students who were not in the car were directly tagged in the group.

Chi Feiwan likes to sit by the window. She adjusts the headphone wires on her chest, plugs them into the corresponding holes, and plays music.

The music was so beautiful that she was so engrossed in it that she didn't even notice when Jiang Huaixu sat next to her.

The bus for Class 2 was full. Teacher Zhang counted the number of people again, clapped his hands, and woke up the students who were sleeping on the bus: "Okay, students, we will leave in a while. Now check if there is anything you forgot to bring. Go back and get it quickly. Once the bus leaves, don't stop."

There are always some careless people who like to leave souvenirs at the hotel.

As soon as Teacher Zhang finished speaking, some students got off the bus in a hurry.

After a while, the vehicle started slowly.

Time was very tight, and I didn't even take a nap after lunch. I was still packing my luggage.

Many people on the bus fell asleep.

Chi Feiwan leaned back, his eyes closing from time to time, and his head drooping involuntarily.

Chi Feiwan, who has always had poor sleep quality, finds it easy to feel sleepy.

Chi Feiwan's breathing gradually became steady, her eyes were closed, and she had obviously fallen asleep.

Jiang Huaixu paused while playing the game, and his eyes were unconsciously attracted to her.

He sat quietly beside her, his eyes full of tenderness.

Jiang Huaixu carefully reached out his hand, unplugged the headphone wires from Chi Feiwan's ears, paused the music playing on his phone, gently lifted Chi Feiwan's head, and then slowly placed her head on his shoulder.

His movements were very gentle, and his shoulders were slightly tilted so that Chi Feiwan could lean his head comfortably.

Jiang Huaixu felt Chi Feiwan's breath, her hair gently brushed across his cheek, bringing an itchy feeling.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of doting.

Chi Feiwan fell asleep and didn't even know what he looked like when he was sleeping.

After the car arrived at its destination, many people who were asleep were awakened manually.

Chi Feiwan woke up in a daze, only to find that he woke up from Jiang Huaixu's shoulder.

There was a flash of panic in her beautiful blue eyes, and she blurted out "apology".

Jiang Huaixu smiled and said, "If that's the case, how does Miss Chi plan to compensate me?"

Chi Feiwan's eyebrows moved slightly, "An apology and a thank you are enough."

She stood up, walked past Jiang Huaixu, and got off the bus behind the team without looking back.

Jiang Huaixu only felt a faint rose scent wafting through his nose, which was fleeting. He didn't even have time to savor it before the fragrance disappeared.