[MTL]After I Transmigrated As A Fake Young Master, I Became Popular

Ch 64

    On the last day of the new year, Lin Yanran finished recording the show and boarded the plane back.

    Same as last time, set off in the morning and arrive home around five in the afternoon.

    After returning, Lin Yanran did not contact Gu Siye immediately, but went home and took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

    He picked up a pen and wrote down the two poems that Gu Siye asked him to write last time on the rice paper.

    "There are trees in the mountains, and there are branches in the trees, and the heart is pleasing to the king, and the king doesn't know it."

    This time, there was no lag, and it was done in one go.

    After paying the money, Lin Yanran turned on the phone while waiting for the handwriting to dry up.

    He just wanted to send a message to Gu Siye, wanting to ask when he was free, but saw that the other party had sent him a message half an hour ago, inviting him to his house.

    He was so focused on writing just now that he didn't notice the news at all.

    After all the words written just now were dry, Lin Yanran rolled them up carefully, and then went to the other party's home to pick up Ultraman.

    "Teacher Gu, I wish you a Happy New Year in advance."

    When we met, Lin Yanran gave the gift he had prepared and the poem he had written to the other party.

    Gu Siye took it with a smile.

    "Thank you. Finished it so soon?"

    Lin Yanran thought that when the other party asked him the day before yesterday, he still said that he hadn't finished it.

    While bending over to change the slippers in the room,he explained to Gu Siye, "It's more comfortable today."

    Lin Yanran stood up after speaking, and found that the pair of slippers at Gu Siye's house were just the right size.

    "Do you mind if I open it now?"

    Gu Siye picked up the brush in his hand and asked Lin Yanran.

    Lin Yanran shook his head to express that he didn't mind.

    "Brother Gu, you can open it whenever you want."

    Gu Siye spread out the words carefully, his eyes slowly scanned each word above, and then met Lin Yanran's eyes again.

    "Huixue is right, he wrote it really well."

    "Written randomly."

    "Do you know what this poem means?"

    Lin Yanran raised her eyes slightly, and said a single syllable in confusion, "Huh?"

    "Are you talking about "The Song of Yue People"?"

    Gu Siye smiled and didn't continue, restraining himself from bringing this topic to the end.

    He opened his mouth and pointed to the second floor, "Ultraman is upstairs, go and have a look at it."

    Lin Yanran's thoughts were actually still on the last question. He looked at Gu Siye carefully, and saw that the other person's expression was still the same , and then nodded, "Okay."

    Gu Siye's home is very large, with a duplex structure.

    The decoration is very simple and elegant, Lin Yanran walked all the way, looking at this style always feels familiar.