Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 51
Shannan University of Arts, the top university in Shannan Province.

One of the few hundred-year-old schools in Dongtu, it has cultivated a large number of talents.

The entire campus building covers an area of ​​2.6 square kilometers and is built around Daiyu Mountain, with the Tianlang River flowing beside it, so it can be called close to mountains and rivers.

From a distance, the entire Shannan University of Culture seems to be hidden in Daiyu Mountain, but the roofs of several high-rise teaching buildings protrude, like a dotted galaxy.

Fan Chengfeng had never been to Wenda before, and Liang Fan introduced them to them.

The person they are going to visit on this trip is Professor Zhuang Yuliang, the old principal of Wenzhou University, who is also the teacher of Liang Fan's father.

Liang Fan also graduated from Wenzhou University, but Mr. Zhuang was getting old, and Liang Fan couldn't follow behind him to listen to his earnest teachings.

"what,"

When Fan Chengfeng heard that Liang Fanfan was going to take him to meet a senior old professor, he was a little apprehensive.

Such an old professor with many peaches and plums, if he asked about the origin of the warrant, would he believe his nonsense?

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhuang treats the underachievers very kindly."

Liang Fan smiled and glanced at Fan Chengfeng.

"Don't tell me, I'm a little ashamed in front of Mr. Zhuang."

Fan Chengfeng himself is just a graduate of a third-rate junior college. He didn't even meet the principal in school before. There is no doubt that Mr. Zhuang who he is about to meet is definitely the most influential person he has ever met.

"Who isn't?"

Liang Fan shrugged and said with a light smile.

Mr. Zhuang lived far away from the teaching area, an old house assigned by the school.

Guided by Liang Fan, Fan Chengfeng went down to the third floor, knocked lightly on the door, and a long-legged beauty opened the door.

"Senior sister,"

Liang Fan yelled, but the beauty just nodded and looked at Fan Chengfeng with doubts.

"This is Fan Chengfeng, is the old man there?"

"I'm playing chess with Grandpa Chen, come in."

Fan Chengfeng smiled kindly at the other party, and followed into the room.

Three bedrooms and one living room, the furnishings are simple, and many calligraphy and paintings of literati hang on the walls, full of book flavor.

On the balcony, two gray-haired old men were meditating on the chessboard.

The beautiful senior sister tiptoed over to an old man in a tunic suit and sat down, also staring at the chessboard intently.

Two old men, one in a Chinese tunic suit and the other in a Tang suit.

Liang Fan went straight to stand behind the old man in the Chinese tunic suit. It was self-evident who was Mr. Zhuang and who was Mr. Chen.

The game is chess, and the two sides are inseparable from each other in the battle between Chuhe and Han.

Judging from Fan Chengfeng's rudimentary skills, Old Chen's situation on the chessboard is better.

It's just that Fan Chengfeng didn't dare to make rash conclusions. After all, he always felt that Mr. Zhuang must have profound attainments in chess.

When masters fight, they never care about the gains and losses of a city or a pool in front of them. It is difficult for anyone to judge the direction of the situation until the final general.

The two old men were contemplating. Fan Chengfeng didn't even bring a gift when he came to visit for the first time, so naturally he didn't dare to complain. He followed Liang Fan and stood behind to observe the situation of the chessboard, and thought about his next move in his heart.

About 5 minutes later, Mr. Zhuang suddenly let out a cry, and then a look of joy appeared on his face.

Fan Chengfeng thought to himself, a master player is really good at playing chess, this person who has no other distractions can spend half a day thinking about a single move.

Mr. Zhuang stretched out his hand, but Mr. Chen, who was sitting across from him, reacted strangely. He stretched out his arms to block Mr. Zhuang, and said coldly, "Old man, if you have any guests, go and entertain them."

Elder Zhuang chuckled, "I want to play chess."

Chen Lao rolled his eyes and said coldly: "Don't be sloppy to me, don't I know what kind of person you are? Let me tell you, don't even think about drawing."

"cut,"

Mr. Zhuang flicked his hand, and said disdainfully: "After I have entertained the guests, I will come back and kill you."

"Okay, wait for you."

Old Chen laughed and said, it doesn't matter at all.

Zhuang Yuliang got up and said: "Xiaofan is here, drink tea in the living room."

Fan Chengfeng still felt a little unreal. A good duel between masters ended in such a situation. Moreover, it seemed that Mr. Zhuang's chess skills...

"What are you thinking about?"

Liang Fan poked him and pulled Fan Chengfeng into the living room.

The beautiful senior sister took out a bamboo tube from the closet, which contained tea leaves.

Zhuang Yuliang pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit down."

"Xiaofan, it's been a long time since I came to see my old man."

Liang Fan smiled awkwardly, "Old man, when I come back, I will go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing,"

Zhuang Yuliang glanced at Fan Chengfeng with a smile, "Tell me, let me, an old man, use my spare energy."

"This is a little brother I know, named Fan Chengfeng."

Liang Fan first introduced Fan Chengfeng to Zhuang Yuliang, who gave Fan Chengfeng a smile.

"Mr. Zhuang, hello."

When Fan Chengfeng spoke, he still had a bit of a tongue. It was because he was a little nervous.

He usually seems to be eloquent, but at the critical moment, he loses the rhythm of the chain.

Zhuang Yuliang said kindly: "Young man, why are you so nervous, I'm a little old man, and I don't know how to whip you with a ruler."

Liang Fan then explained the purpose of today's visit. When Mr. Zhuang heard this, his eyes lit up with gold, "Let me have a look."

Fan Chengfeng quickly took out the warrant, and Liang Fan's beautiful senior sister took it and handed it to Mr. Zhuang.

According to what Liang Fan said, leaning towards the light, the tiger's eyes would be wide open, majestic and majestic.

Elder Zhuang jumped up from the sofa suddenly, and rushed to the study at a speed that didn't match his age.

Fan Chengfeng had absolute confidence in the warrant, but, in order to match what he said before, he looked at Liang Fan in astonishment.

"The old man's expression is enough to explain everything, brother, prepare the box later."

Fan Chengfeng looked at Liang Fan excitedly, "Brother Liang, what do you mean?"

Liang Fan nodded, but the beautiful senior sister didn't show too much mood swings. She seemed to be thinking about something while making tea.

Seeing that there was a lot of movement here, Mr. Chen also got into the study.

Not long after, there was a heated argument inside.

The three young men in the living room couldn't sit still any longer, and hurried to the study.

I saw that the two old men were actually arguing with red faces, blowing beards and staring eyes, and they almost rolled up their sleeves.

what's the situation?
Liang Fan and Fan Chengfeng looked at each other.

"No, it's from Xiaofan, mine."

"I was the one who discovered the problem. It proves that you are old and dim-sighted. Giving you the warrant is like a bright pearl in dust."

"Bah, even if you didn't tell me, I would have found out."

The two old men were drooling in the study room, not giving an inch.

Liang Fan weakly raised his hand at the side, and said, "You two old men, my brother brought this warrant, so I should ask for their opinion before doing this, right?"

(End of this chapter)