novelraw Chapter 89 begins to reveal traceable interwoven "lines"...
Chapter 89 begins to reveal traceable interwoven "lines"...
Finally, they arrived at the "place" that Li Shuo was most familiar with during this school trip... Beijing.
The first stop was Luhe Middle School, a sister school in Tongzhou.
This century-old school, established in 1867, is the best middle school in Tongzhou, which was recently established as a district.
The old buildings and ancient trees on campus have a much richer history and culture than the concrete and steel schools on Hong Kong Island.
Li Shuo held up his Hasselblad camera and took pictures all the way, while his younger schoolmates followed behind, chattering away.
Unbeknownst to him, a little girl with a ponytail had been following the group the whole time, her eyes following the camera in his hand and the profile of his face outlined by the sunlight.
She and several classmates, who had dressed up specially, presented flowers to the Hong Kong Island school exchange group, but she didn't leave after presenting the flowers because there was a really handsome older brother taking pictures.
"Reyizha! What are you looking at... Let's go!" a classmate shouted from afar.
Li Shuo was taking a picture when he heard the voice calling his name. He turned around and saw a girl skipping away.
He didn't think much of it and continued to adjust the focus.
The next day, at the rehearsal hall of the Beijing Opera School.
This is a newly completed venue, which is now known as the "Little Chang'an of the South City" and is considered a great performance venue.
Today, the 4th Beijing Primary and Secondary School Students' Performance is being held here, and Hanji International from Hong Kong Island has been invited to watch.
The stage lights dimmed, and one performance after another began on stage.
Li Shuo was busy taking photos, running up and down the stage and to the side of the stage.
He suddenly heard the announcement that it was a dance performance by the affiliated middle school of Beijing Dance Academy, and he stopped to watch for a few more seconds.
The lead dancer was about fourteen or fifteen years old. With some makeup on, her features were quite delicate, and her figure and dance moves were outstanding. She was quite eye-catching on stage... and she looked a bit familiar.
Li Shuo's camera followed her movement, and he pressed the shutter a few times.
When the performance ended and the lead dancer came off the stage, she deliberately walked around to the side of the audience and glanced at the boy who had almost made a mistake during the performance.
Just then, Li Shuo looked up.
She was taken aback, feeling a little embarrassed at being caught peeking, and quickly returned a smile to ease the tension.
Li Shuo also raised his camera and smiled, giving her a thumbs-up to indicate that she had jumped well.
The girl blushed, still wondering whether she should go over and see how the photos looked, and her heart was also urging her to walk over there.
Helpless, a school teacher nearby shouted, "Jiang Yiyan! What are you looking at? You were daydreaming on stage too!"
She stuck out her tongue and could only regretfully follow the group from the Affiliated High School of Beijing Dance Academy, but she glanced back before leaving.
So that tall, good-looking guy is now filming a performance by girls from another school?
...So annoying!
Over the next few days, I visited Tiananmen Square to see the flag-raising ceremony, the Forbidden City, the Temple of Heaven, and the Summer Palace, covering almost everything.
As the trip drew to a close, Li Shuo, the "host," was once again urged by his juniors to treat them to a meal.
After thinking about it, he decided to go to Niujie, where many time-honored brands are located and it's nearby.
Jubao Yuan's hot pot lamb, Hongji Snack Shop's braised tripe, "Check it out"
Rice Cake Li's donkey rolls... Aiwowo, fried dough twists with honey... the aroma wafts across half the street.
Li Shuo introduced the food to Teacher Zheng while watching his younger schoolmates eat heartily and have a great time.
I thought to myself... You guys should be glad, because in a few years this authentic flavor will slowly change and become ridiculously expensive.
Just then, a series of footsteps and laughter came from behind.
Several boys ran very fast, with two little girls chasing after them.
The girl in the lead was running too fast and couldn't stop in time, so she bumped into Li Shuo.
"Oops, I'm so sorry!"
Li Shuo helped her up and looked down.
The little girl was eleven or twelve years old. She had beautiful features and a reckless streak. Although she apologized after bumping into him, she looked up at him without flinching.
Li Shuo laughed.
"Slow down, or you'll trip and fall, chip your tooth, and you'll have nowhere to cry."
The little girl was stunned when she saw what the tall older brother looked like...
She didn't bother chasing after him, but just stood there watching Li Shuo help her steady before leaving with a group of people.
"Hey, they've all run away! Yang Mi! What are you looking at?"
Another little girl with pigtails chased after them, shouting. One of her hair ties had been ripped off, and her hair was disheveled.
When Yang Mi was called out, she snapped out of her daze, her face inexplicably turning red. She quickly pulled her along and started running.
"I didn't see anything! Let's go! They can't hide forever, let's go to their house and complain to their parents!"
Li Shuo, who had already walked away, didn't dwell on this little incident.
We returned to the International Hotel near Jianguomen.
The exchange program has officially ended.
Li Shuo, who had originally planned to stay at home after returning, never expected that day in the capital.
The Department of Folk Music at the China Conservatory of Music conducted a field survey to study the living transmission of traditional music.
Grandpa insisted on going as soon as he heard the news, and Grandma, worried about him, went with him.
I just spoke to him again today and he said he just arrived in Hebei and won't be back for another month.
So he didn't bother going back and forth and simply stayed in the hotel for the past few days.
Now I'm finally free of all worries and can go home and rest for a while.
Li Shuo greeted Teacher Zheng and then took a taxi home.
Upon hearing the destination, the driver glanced at him a couple more times in the rearview mirror: "Over there in Houhai? Okay."
The car drove through Chang'an Avenue and turned into the Nanluoguxiang area. The road became narrower and the trees became denser.
Li Shuo rolled down the car window, and the familiar scent of locust trees mingled with the warm breeze of early summer, bringing back memories of running and playing in this area as a child.
His home is located on the east side of Di'anmen Inner Street, near Gongjian Hutong, which is only about 800 or 900 meters away from the north gate of the Forbidden City.
This area is located within the Second Ring Road and belongs to the core area of the "Three Seas" region.
Qianhai, Houhai, and Xihai are all within a ten-minute walk south to Jingshan Park, where you can see the glazed tiles of the Forbidden City from the rooftop.
The alleyways are lined with proper courtyard houses, not the kind of mixed-use courtyards. They have blue bricks and gray tiles, door piers and screen walls, and an old locust tree that extends out from the wall, blocking half of the road.
Li Shuo's home is located in Lane 4 of Gongjian Hutong. It is a small, well-organized courtyard with two entrances, covering an area of about 300 square meters.
This is the house that my grandparents were allocated back then; there were neighbors before.
Later, my father, Li Mingyao, somehow had a stroke of genius. At the time, some neighbors were about to move away, and he bought several of them, including his own plot of land, after he had just made some money.
Based on this year's market conditions, a courtyard house of this size and in this location has already risen to nearly 300 million yuan.
Thinking back to his previous life before he was reborn, people kept asking him if he was willing to sell, and the price was no less than "small goal"... The taxi had already stopped at the entrance of the alley.
Li Shuo got out of the car, paid the fare, dragged his suitcase, and pushed open the door. The courtyard was quiet.
The leaves of the old locust tree rustled softly in the wind, and sunlight filtered through the branches, casting dappled patterns on the ground.
He put the box down and did nothing but lie comfortably on his grandfather's rocking chair for a while.
Thinking about Zhou Jianhui's recent urging for him to go to Taiwan as soon as possible, he also took a look at the three prizes that Li Xiaolu had won in the lottery.
[Random residential property usage right card in Beijing * 6 years (from the TV series "Struggle")]
Wouldn't it be wasteful to cash in now? The development rate in Beijing isn't that high yet, and he already has a place to live, so why would he need to rent another one? We can talk about it later if needed.
[A nimble finger-fingered thieving technique (from "The Eight Heroes")]
Um... I don't know where it can be used.
[Master of Hung Kuen (from "Young Hero: Hung Wing-ting")]
Hmm... this feeling of receiving the techniques from my consciousness and my body...?
Li Shuo couldn't help but get up and demonstrate.
Something felt off from the very first move.
This isn't some fancy performance of boxing techniques; every movement exudes the feel of real combat.
Sink your shoulders, drop your elbows, tuck your chest, straighten your back, and generate power from the soles of your feet, through your waist and hips, and finally to your fists.
He tried to perform a few moves according to his memory, and the more he performed, the more frightened he became.
Some of his punches have very underhanded angles and power delivery.
It's not about a direct confrontation; it's about aiming for areas like the armpits, ribs, and lower back.
Another move is the elbow strike after close combat, the way that force is applied... Li Shuo shuddered.
Is this some kind of murder technique?
He stopped what he was doing, went to the kitchen refrigerator, grabbed a bottle of water, and took a few sips. Just as he was thinking about when to leave for Taiwan, he suddenly heard some noise from next door.
"Your offer is so insincere! Less than 300 million?! Let's go, let's not look anymore!"
Li Shuo hadn't thought much of it at first, and took another sip of water... but the next moment he spat it out!
Holy crap! This is great news!
He threw the water in and hurriedly ran out!