Genius club

Yan Qiaoqiao wants to see her... and is still "can't wait"?

What is going on?

Lin Xian remained silent, looking down at the time and space clock next to his laptop.

The above number stabilizes to the current world line's space-time curvature of 0.0000336 without a doubt.

The world line has changed.

The future historical development trajectory has also embarked on a new direction and a new path.

So... the old question.

Has the established fact that I was separated from my body on July 7...changed because of this?

In fact, it is really difficult to predict the date of your own death. Whether Angelica informed her of her death in the fifth dream or Turing honestly explained these issues in the sixth dream, they were all told to her by others. Although Lin Xian did not doubt the authenticity of the information, he was indeed in a passive situation and knew almost nothing except a date.

Including now, since the world line has changed, will I still die on July 7?

Thinking on the bright side, he was saved, and the planned assassination on July 7 disappeared with the shift of the world line.

Of course, everyone is happy, and I don’t have to worry anymore.

But... if you think about it in the worst direction, because of the changes in the world line, the established history has also changed: the time and space assassin also beheaded himself, but the date was not July 7, but earlier than the date of many generals. Kill yourself! This concern is not unfounded. After all, the future development trajectory has changed, so all changes are natural, including his own life and death. Could it be said that... Yan Qiaoqiao recovered his memory in advance? Now I can't wait to see myself. Are you here to ask for your life? Lin Xian said calmly and softly: "It's Qiaoqiao, what's wrong with her? Why does she want to see me all of a sudden? It's quite sudden for me."

"hehe."

Zhao Yingjun on the phone chuckled: "This child has indeed grown up. You will never guess what she wants from you."

"I really couldn't guess."

Lin Xian answered truthfully, not that he really couldn't guess, but that the result of his guess was really shocking. "Has Yan Qiaoqiao been normal these past two days?"

Lin Xian asked: "For example, her physical changes, personality changes, etc. Did she suddenly become stronger, suddenly become taciturn, etc.?"

"No."

Zhao Yingjun was surprised that Lin Xian would ask such a question: "Qiaoqiao has been quite normal these days, no different than usual. I said I wanted to see you this morning. Well, I won't hide it from you anymore."

Over there on the phone.

Zhao Yingjun's voice was full of smiles: "I5I coincidentally she... wants to give you a surprise."

surprise.

Lin Xian smiled bitterly when he heard this word.

What is a surprise?

It can't be a shock, right?

but.

Lin Xian still caught the clues in Zhao Yingjun's words. To put it bluntly, what Lin Xian was most afraid of was that Yan Qiaoqiao suddenly regained his memory and then coaxed the whole family into filial piety and annihilation of relatives.

But according to Zhao Ying, there have been no abnormal changes in Yan Qiaoqiao these days as two people who get along day and night.

If there was anything wrong with Yan Qiaoqiao, Zhao Ying would definitely tell him immediately.

That means... the current Yan Qiaoqiao has not recovered his memory as Lin Yuxi, so the head on his neck should be safe for the time being. Thinking of this logic, Lin Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the idea just now was a bit too extreme.

Right now, the most direct way to confirm whether there has been any change in the July 7 U-turn tragedy is to go to bed early and go to sleep, see what the seventh dream has become, and try to find out about your own history in it.

But this is not a one-size-fits-all approach.

It depends on whether you can still meet someone you know.

Anyway.

Since Zhao Yingjun knew exactly what surprise Yan Qiaoqiao had prepared for him, there was nothing to be nervous about and he just had to go to the appointment boldly.

He had indeed not seen Yan Qiaoqiao for half a month since the last Children's Day.

"OK."

Lin Xian responded directly: It's not too early at this time, let's go directly to the hotel. "

"Since Qiaoqiao has prepared a surprise for me, I'll treat her to a meal to thank her. You ask Qiaoqiao what she wants to eat, and I'll book a restaurant for you and we can meet there."

After some long-distance negotiations, we finally decided to go have hot pot.

Recalling the time when he pretended to be Yu Xi and wolfed down food in a hot pot restaurant, Lin Xian was really dumbfounded. Is hot pot lost in the future world?

Why does every time traveler like hot pot so much?

Hang up the phone.

Lin Xian packed up the things on the ground, walked towards the Alfa commercial vehicle and put it on the seat. After closing the laptop, Lin Xian looked up at the driver Xiao Li: "Let's go to this hot pot restaurant."

At noon.

Lin Xian deliberately arrived a little late and looked inside through the transparent glass window of the hot pot restaurant, where he could clearly see the figures of Zhao Yingjun and Yan Qiaoqiao.

This position was specifically chosen by him.

Close to the window so that you can observe from the outside.

With clear eyes, he looked at Yan Qiaoqiao for a while... Indeed, he didn't find anything strange. His eyes, demeanor, and expression were all the same as before.

Her figure has not changed, she is still as petite. No matter how you look at it, this is a huge difference from the God of War Lin Yuxi. It doesn't look like --\u003e\u003e

The kind of violent killer who can cut people's necks... Lin Xian let out a sigh of relief.

After all, it was about his own life, so it was always better to be careful. After confirming that it was safe, he walked to the door of the hot pot restaurant, pushed it open, and sat opposite Zhao Ying and Yan Qiaoqiao.

"Lin Xian, you're here."

Zhao Ying looked up at him and handed him the electronic menu on the table; "I Qiaoqiao ordered a lot of meat, do you want to add anything else?"

"No, no."

Lin Xian's mind was not on this: "Just place the order directly. I just had breakfast not long ago, so I'm not very hungry. Today I mainly came to see I Qiaoqiao."

Turning his head.

I found that Yan I Qiaoqiao was staring at the gradually boiling simmering mandarin duck pot in front of her, looking very expectant.

"By the way"

Lin Xian looked at the two of them: "What's the surprise? I'm quite looking forward to it."

Zhao Yingjun smiled mysteriously.

She extended her right hand and rubbed Yan Qiaoqiao's head: "Qiaoqiao, didn't you prepare for a long time yesterday and plan to give it to Lin Xian today? Why are you embarrassed now?"

"No."

Yan Qiaoqiao stared at the hot pot and shook her head: "I'm waiting for the meat."

Lin Xian and Zhao Yingjun looked at each other, both speechless, wondering who this gluttonous physique was inherited from.

But Yan Qiaoqiao was obviously also stubborn, because after Zhao Yingjun opened the rhythm for her, she stopped staring at the hot pot, but turned around and opened the small backpack, carefully took out the things inside, and then handed it to Lin Xian: "Brother Lin Xian, this is for you."

Lin Xian looked at what she handed over.

That was... a watercolor painting framed in a picture frame!

And it was a watercolor painting of a high level. Although it did not reach the professional level, it was definitely top-notch among amateurs.

The whole picture depicted the upper body of a young man, frowning slightly and rubbing his chin.

Thoughtful.

This... Isn't this me! ?

Lin Xian looked at the self-portrait and couldn't help laughing: "Is this a painting of me? Qiaoqiao, did you paint it?"

Qiaoqiao nodded: "I painted it yesterday."

Lin Xian took the not-so-big painting frame and looked at the details carefully. It was indeed well painted. It was hard to imagine that it was painted by a beginner: "Your painting is too good..."

Zhao Yingjun also chuckled when she saw this: "Right? I was also quite surprised. I didn't expect Yinqiao to have such a talent.

"It all started a few days ago. I took her to the park to play. There were many stalls selling children's toys there. She was quite interested, so we went to take a look. "

There was a DIY stall that gave you a stone statue and asked you to color and draw it at will. It was just for children to play with. I didn't think too much at the time. Since Qiaoqiao wanted to play, I bought her one and let her sit on the stall to draw."

The result... was completely beyond my expectation. Qiaoqiao's use of color and aesthetics were simply excellent. She was obviously in contact with painting for the first time, but she was very comfortable with the brush and paint and quickly painted the white stone toy. The painting was also very lifelike. The stall owner was shocked at the time and asked me if this child usually took painting interest classes. "

Then Qiaoqiao became fascinated with painting and painted many stone blue statues on that stall. Each one was painted perfectly and the color matching was also great. She was simply a painter of the students."

Speaking of this.

Zhao Yingjun looked up and looked at Lin Xian meaningfully: "Does this count as inheritance?"

Lin Xian was still admiring himself in the oil painting, and analyzed: Strictly speaking, painting is an acquired skill, and things learned after birth cannot be inherited. Otherwise, why are most artists' children no longer artists? "

Zhao Yingjun nodded thoughtfully: "What you said makes sense. I suddenly remembered that it seems that many great artists in history have no offspring. "

"Beethoven, Da Vinci, Van Gogh... They all died alone, did not give birth to offspring, and did not pass on their talents and artistic cells. "

"But you are still lucky, at least... She looked at Yan Qiaoqiao who was waiting for praise seriously, and smiled: "At least there is someone to carry on the artistic cells."

Lin Xian retracted his gaze from the watercolor painting and looked at Yan Qiaoqiao: So, this is the surprise you said you would give me. It's a great work of art, I like it very much, thank you Iqiao15. "

"It must take a lot of effort to paint such a picture, right? How long did you paint yesterday? "

"All day."

Yan Qiaoqiao said softly: "I painted until the evening.

Moment.

Lin Xian felt the painting in his hand become heavier again.

Zhao Yingjun also added: Qiaoqiao painted many paintings, but she was not satisfied with them, so she painted again and again... She painted until the early morning, and was satisfied with this painting. She revised it for a long time before going to bed. "

I persuaded her for a long time yesterday, saying that it was good for a beginner, a self-taught beginner, to be able to paint like this, and there was no need to be so demanding and perfectionist."

"But Qiaoqiao seemed to have an obsession, and she had inexplicably high demands. She said that you were very good to her, so she wanted to paint the best painting for you to express her gratitude."

Listening to Zhao Yingjun's description.

Lin Xian could also roughly imagine that Yan Qiaoqiao kept squeezing watercolors at home from morning to night yesterday.

I'm afraid that the water bucket for rinsing brushes alone had to be changed several times.

And being so serious... I just wanted to draw the most perfect and exquisite portrait of myself. For this reason, I stayed up very late at night before going to bed. Lin Xian couldn't help but sigh: This intention is good, but there is no need to look at it like this. Urgent...Qiaoqiao--\u003e\u003e

You can paint and learn slowly: I am not in a hurry to receive gifts. I will be happy no matter when you give me this blessing painting. "However... Yan Qiaoqiao shook her head: "It's different, it has to be today. "

"Why?" Lin Xian was a little confused.

Yan Qiaoqiao once again stretched out her right index finger, pointing at the back of the frame in Lin Xian's hand: "I wrote it on the back."

Only then did Lin Xian react. It turned out that there was something on the back. He turned the frame over and found that there was a handwritten greeting card on the back. In Juanxiu's handwriting, he wrote three sentences: Happy Father's Day to brother Lin Xian!

Thank you for being my dad and going to Disneyland with me... it was really fun. For a while.

Lin Xian felt as if his respiratory tract was blocked by something.

It was an indescribable feeling.

Only then did he suddenly realize!

Why does it have to be today? Why did Yan Qiaoqiao stay up so late yesterday and couldn't wait to see her today? Because... today. June 16, 2024, turned out to be Father’s Day.

Father's Day has always been an inconspicuous and rarely remembered holiday among the annual holidays.

Many men themselves are unaware that the holiday is coming and they rarely receive gifts from their children on this day. But Lin Xian never expected that he would be caught off guard on the first Father's Day in his life. When I arrived, I was caught off guard and received my first Father’s Day gift.

No words can express it.

Lin Xian admitted that he was indeed at a loss for words at this time and didn't know what to say before coming here.

He suspected Yan Qiaoqiao's purpose in every possible way, fearing that he would be killed. After all, it was such a good day, why were you so anxious to see yourself?

It turns out... I wanted to give myself a Father's Day gift. Even though in Yan Qiaoqiao's eyes, she was not her biological father, that trip to Disney really made her feel the warmth of family.

so.

I just wanted to give myself a thank you and gift on this special day, Father's Day. Lin Xian still didn't know what to say.

After all, the relationship between the three people at the dinner table is so entangled in truth and fiction, as well as time and space, that it would be impossible to explain clearly without explaining it for half an hour.

But it doesn't matter.

The title is fake, the emotion is truly "Thank you."

Lin Xian looked at Yan Qiaoqiao and said softly: "Actually, I rarely receive gifts and I have never been in the habit of celebrating birthdays. No one gives me gifts on other holidays. This Father's Day gift really comes as a surprise." It's sudden and very precious. I will keep it well. "

He placed the glass picture frame gently on the seat next to him and moved it further in, fearing it would fall.

At this time.

The waiter also put a large amount of mutton and beef on the shelf. The red oil and clear soup in the mandarin duck pot on the table were boiling hotly. Yan Qiao T Qiao pointed at the blood-red beef and mutton, his eyes shining: "Meat!"

"Okay, okay."

Lin Xian took the initiative to stand up and put meat into the pot for Yan Qiaoqiao with a smile: "Eat more, grow more meat, and be stronger."

After finishing the hot pot.

It was rare for the three of them to meet each other, and Yan I5qiao liked to stick to Lin Xian so much, so naturally it was impossible for them to disband on the spot.

So I went to the nearby park to play.

It's Sunday.

There are many people in the park, adults and children filling every corner, and there is constant sound of playing and chasing.

Naturally, such a place is indispensable for small traders and hawkers.

"ah."

Yan I5I suddenly stopped and pointed to an uncle selling various cartoon masks in front of him: "Rhine Cat!"

"Huh? Where?"

Lin Xian followed Yan I Qiaoqiao's index finger and looked... It was true.

This uncle's stall has all kinds of cartoon masks, including Ultraman, armored warriors, and some off-the-shelf animation characters.

Lin Xian is not surprised at all that these super big IPs have masks around them, but the mask of the Rhine Cat.

This is the first time he has seen it in reality because... this thing should not exist in the first place!

Rheinland has not sold the copyright to any toy company. Now all peripheral products are produced and sold by itself. Among the various peripheral branches, there is no mask production line at all. So it goes without saying that this uncle Selling pirated products "Do you want it?"

Lin Xian asked Yan Qiaoqiao, "I want it."

Yan Qiaoqiao looked at the laughing and playing children on the lawn next to them, wearing various Ultraman masks on their faces, doing various POSE slides or time attacks... as if they wanted to join the match battle. The expression "Okay, then I'll buy it for you."

Lin Xian smiled: "Which one do you want? The same Ultraman as them? Or the mask of the Rhine Cat?"

"I like Rhine cats."

"Okay, let's go buy it now."

So, a group of three people came to the uncle selling masks.

Lin Xian pointed to the Rhine Cat mask: "How do you sell this mask?"

"Five yuan each, ten yuan Ren."

The uncle picked up the three remaining Green Cat masks and handed them over together: "There are only three left, let's buy them together!" All three members of the family wear it, and the whole family is neatly organized! "

Lin Xian was amused by the uncle's eloquence: "How can any family wear masks?"

"You have to cherish the opportunity, young man!"

Seeing that eloquent sales were not working, the uncle started hungry marketing: "You have to know, this Rhine Cat mask is not something you can buy if you want! I dare to give you a guarantee... leave my store, You can't find another store selling Rhine Cat masks in the entire Donghai City!"

"I believe."

Lin Xian nodded truthfully: There is no copyright--\u003e\u003e

Who dares to sell something? If you are caught, you will not be punished with death... You are the only one who dares to sell it. "

"Then I don't want to sell pirated copies either!"

The uncle made a desperate move: This thing itself is not genuine, where can I buy it from? Your uncle and I are also law-abiding people. I have been selling masks in this park for more than 20 years... If this Rhenish Cat mask is genuine, I will definitely sell it! "

So, young man, do your best, buy all these pirated goods, and give your uncle and me a chance to change our minds, return from our lost ways, and make a comeback! "

"Okay, okay."

Lin Xian felt that the uncle's eloquence was worth 10 yuan, so he considered all three Rhine Cat masks as gifts.

Scan the QR code with your mobile phone to pay.

Pay with one hand and reap with the other hand.

Obtain Rhine Cat Mask X3. "Soon the Rhine Cat Mask will be officially authorized."

Lin Xian told his uncle: "Support the genuine version."

The uncle is handsome and has Mediterranean hair. "Next time, give it a try."

Lin Xian handed the Rhine Cat mask to Yan I Qiaoqiao.

Yan Qiaoqiao took the hemp belt and transformed into a fighting cat. She joined the army of sliding tackles and elbows on the lawn and started a free fighting match.

Lin Xian took the remaining two masks, walked to Zhao Yingjun, and handed one to her: "One for each person."

"I told Brother Wang later that he should find a better foundry and start producing genuine Rhine Cat masks...Whether it makes money or not is the second priority. Anyway, this thing doesn't cost much and can't make much money. It’s time to cultivate the awareness of authenticity among the new generation of children. "

Zhao Ying smiled and took the Rhine Cat mask, flipping through it and looking at it: To be honest, I haven't played with this kind of thing since I was a child, and I don't know what it feels like to wear a mask. "

Lin Xian looked at the Rhine Cat mask in his hand and felt... This mask was the big-faced cat in the first dream that caused all the storms. The mask on his face was the Rhine Cat mask; in the second dream, , the Rhine Cat mask changed to his face.

In subsequent dreams, there is no occasion or necessity to wear a mask. After all, the biggest significance of a mask is to cover one's face and conceal one's ears and eyes. Generally speaking, if one is not engaged in criminal activities, there is indeed no need to wear a mask.

He raised his head.

Looking at the scorching sun in the sky shining through the treetops and casting rays of sunlight, what would it be like in the seventh dreamland of the 0.0000336 world line?

At this time.

Yan Qiaoqiao, wearing a Rheinland cat mask that completely covered his features, trotted over and looked up at Lin Xian: "It's done."

"ah?"

Lin Xian didn't understand for a moment: "What's done?".

Yan Qiaoqiao stretched out her judgmental index finger and pointed at the lawn where Lin Xian was playing just now and looked in the direction of her finger, "Si."

He couldn't help but gasp.

The children who were playing and chasing each other on the lawn just now were all knocked down and knocked over! Nothing is upright!

"I go.."

Lin Xian's scalp was already numb. He didn't know how to face the menacing army of parents. He stretched out his hand to push up the Rhine Cat mask on Yan Qiaoqiao's face and looked at her innocent and clear eyes: Everyone is playing games. , you are wrong to be serious. "

I'm not serious. "

Yan Qiaoqiao blinked and tilted his head: They fell down before I even exerted any force. "

"hehe."

Lin Xian smiled silently: "You'd better not go in this direction. It makes people... very insecure."