It wasn't until noon the next day that Ye Chen woke up from his drunkenness.

Xu Wei was still awake at this time.

But Ye Chen knew that Xu Wei was happy at the moment, because he could see the smile on the corner of Xu Wei's mouth, even in his sleep, Xu Wei laughed from time to time.

Ye Chen also smiled at Xu Wei, he felt that such a person who has a persistent pursuit of music will one day be blessed by God.

It's just that Ye Chen didn't think about it. What he did last night seemed to be fulfilling God's duty.

With a bit of drunkenness, Ye Chen held the phone in front of his eyes to check the time.

Ye Chen was taken aback when the phone screen turned on:

"No way, so many calls came in in just one night."

Taking a closer look at Ye Chen, he found that these calls were made by one person, and the number belonged to Tianhai City, but Ye Chen was not familiar with this number.

"Let's call first. I've called seven or eight times in a row. It's definitely not the wrong number."

Thinking like this, Ye Chen called back.

"Hi, is that Ye Chen?"

As soon as the phone was dialed, someone picked it up immediately.

"Ah, I'm Ye Chen, who are you?"

Ye Chen didn't recognize the voice on the phone, but the other party knew his name.

"Student Ye Chen, can't you even hear Teacher Qiaoman's voice? I have called you a lot but failed to answer. It seems that Classmate Ye is very busy."

Ye Chen shook his drowsy head after a hangover:

"Where is it, Mr. Xiao Qiao, don't make fun of me. I was outside last night...well, I had something to do outside. I slept late. Didn't I just wake up now?"

Ye Chen wanted to say that he drank some wine, but after thinking about it, he held back his words.

Just kidding, the other party is his teacher, Ye Chen still knows his identity.

If you were wandering on the earth, no one would take care of you even if you were 15 years old drinking, and no one would take care of you if you were drunk to death.

But it's different now, I'm a high school student now, if I tell my teacher that I've had a night of drinking, I'm sure I'm asking for criticism.

"Mr. Ye, didn't you go back to school last night?"

Qiaoman's tone on the other end of the phone sounded a little harsh.

Ye Chen felt helpless for a while.

"Damn, I covered up the drinking, how could I forget that I still don't come home at night, being a high school student is troublesome enough."

When Ye Chen was still thinking about how to continue to cover up, Qiaoman spoke again:

"Okay, how about this, classmate Ye Chen, are you free now?"

"Well... there are still some things. Is there any problem with Teacher Xiao Qiao?"

Ye Chen didn't have anything to do at the moment, but he didn't know what this teacher Qiaoman was going to do. If he called himself to the office to criticize him, then Ye Chen might as well say something was up.

"If things are not important, come to Songyuelou for a meal."

Ye Chen was shocked by these words.

"Dinner, I heard you right, Qiaoman is a teacher, what do you want me to eat, is it because... I won the recommended champion."

Thinking about it this way, Ye Chen still felt that the possibility was unlikely.

It is still possible to recommend the champion of the qualifying competition, and the whole school will praise it, and even issue some rewards.

But that wouldn't be the teacher's treat to dinner.

"Here, eat, Mr. Qiao, I'm not hungry now."

Ye Chen still didn't want to go until he figured out the situation, after all, it doesn't matter whether he eats a meal or not.

"I don't care, classmate Ye Chen, I will order you now as a teacher, immediately, come to Songyue Tower immediately, Midsummer Chenfeng."

After finishing speaking, Qiaoman on the other end of the phone hung up directly.

On the other end of the phone, both Meng Qi and the baby gave Qiaoman a thumbs up.

"It turns out that Manman is such a violent female teacher."

Meng Qi teased.

"That's the type of teacher I was most afraid of when I was in school."

Baby also followed Meng Qi.

"I said Manman, you should wear a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a small lady's suit, um...and a small leather whip, oh, a pointer would be even better."

After Meng Qi finished speaking, she and the baby couldn't help laughing.

Only then did Qiaoman realize her previous gaffe, but she still fought back against Meng Qi's unscrupulousness:

"Go, go, believe it or not, I'll beat you with a whip first."

"Don't make fun of me. In fact, I'm not like this usually. I don't know why. Maybe Ye Chen got angry and didn't come home last night. Now I'm asking him to come and I'm trying to shirk."

Baby smiled, blinked his long eyelashes and said:

"Mr. Xiao Qiao, you are too strict. You control everything. This is called occupation in psychology. You want to take Midsummer Chenfeng as your own."

Baby didn't know Qiaoman before. Although they were both good friends of Meng Qi, they were still strangers.

So, baby wants to make a joke to shorten the distance between each other.

"Go, go, baby, don't be as bad as Meng Qi, she was our bed when we were in school, no, she is the worst in our world, don't learn from her, she has a lot of tricks."

"I'm a big fan of your TV show."

Qiaoman can also take a joke, she throws out the trick that she is a baby fan, and draws the baby towards her.

After all, Meng Qi is already strong enough, and if she adds baby, Qiaoman can only bow down if she bickers.

"What do you mean a lot of crazy ideas? I just have higher quotient levels. Manman, I heard you say that Shengxia Chenfeng is still the champion of the qualifiers. He is so talented and young. You can really think about it. Teacher-student romance is very popular now." of."

"You see that you are now in the 'light mature' stage where girls and mature women are transitioning. Women in this stage are the most attractive."

"There is both the beauty of a young woman and the gentleness of a mature woman. Boys aged [-] or [-] like Ye Chen are the ones who like it the most. Manman, you must grasp the tail of youth and grasp your own happiness."

There are three women in one drama, women have a lot of topics to talk about together, and Meng Qi is so familiar with Qiao Man and the baby, she can't bear to talk.

"Don't talk nonsense, I have professional ethics, hurry up and eat the cherries, and shut your mouth."

Qiaoman stuffed a cherry into Meng Qi's mouth as he spoke.

"What's wrong with the teacher-student relationship? Isn't the teacher-student relationship noble? The great writers Shen Congwen and Zhang Zhaohe are the teacher-student relationship."

"At the beginning, Shen Congwen was a poor scholar in the countryside, while Zhang Zhaohe came from a well-known family in the south of the Yangtze River, and his father had a lot of money. Shen Congwen relied on 'persistence, shamelessness, persistence shamelessness' to embrace the beautiful woman."

While chewing the cherries, Meng Qi did not forget to speak.

"Nobel Prize winner Yang Zhenning is also a teacher-student relationship. It seems that there is a 54-year age difference between the two. It is said that Yang Zhenning is the one Weng Fan is chasing after."

Baby never forgets to make up the knife.

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At this time, Ye Chen had already arrived at the bottom of Songyue Tower.

The sudden change in Qiaoman's painting style before made Ye Chen completely drunk.

Ye Chen also admitted that Qiaoman has always been an intellectual and gentle woman, but why was Nima so tough on me before, and I don't owe you anything, why is it like training a boyfriend.

But Ye Chen quickly noticed the last four words Qiaoman said: midsummer morning breeze.

"This, why even Joeman knows."

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, and rushed towards Songyue Tower without saying a word.

The cities of this world give more style than that of that world.

The buildings in many cities in that world are all the same, just a forest of reinforced concrete, which makes people feel like escaping.

And the ancient buildings in this world are better preserved.

Take Songyue Tower as an example, it is the legacy of Song Dynasty architecture.

Ye Chen looked up, this Songyue Tower really has the architectural style of the Song Dynasty, its corners and roof ridges have a tendency to warp, not like the vigorous style of the Tang Dynasty, but a sense of softness.

Through memory, Ye Chen knows that there is not much difference between the Song Dynasty in this world and the Song Dynasty on earth.

The architectural style of the Song Dynasty is also closely related to the culture of the Song Dynasty in this world.

Unlike the Tang Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty was tolerant and open. The prosperous Tang Dynasty can be said to be the most open period in Xuanyuan's history.

Inside, there are bold and uninhibited great poets like Li Bai, while outside, there are Xuanzang who traveled westward, and Jianzhen who traveled eastward.

This is also the reason why Chinese communities around the world are called Chinatowns. After all, Datang was the Middle Kingdom of the world at that time.

However, the Song and Tang dynasties were largely useless. The Song dynasty was introverted, and the philosophy of "preserving the principles of nature and destroying human desires" in Neo-Confucianism made people in the Song Dynasty not seek material grandeur, but only seek inner spiritual connotations.

Now that he knew that the two worlds had similar traditional cultures, Ye Chen didn't think about it anymore. He took out his mobile phone and sent Qiaoman a text message.

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"Ding dong dong"

Qiaoman was in a passive state, and at this time the text message on the mobile phone rang.

Looking at the text message, Qiaoman said:

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you anymore, I'm not going to admit defeat, let me tell you, Ye Chen is here, right at the door, someone will come up in a while, so don't talk nonsense."

Qiaoman took two steps, turned around again and said solemnly:

"Remember, you are idols, you have the aura of goddesses, you are goddesses, not female nerves, pay attention to your own image."

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