Striving to be the successor of the age of Chuanshu

??Qianyan has grown so big, the number of times she has been confessed by others is beyond count.

?? She should have dealt with this scene very calmly, but Yi Wu's inconsistency made her a little confused for a while.

??However, Qian Yan was only stunned for three seconds, and suddenly turned up, turning Yi Wu against the back of the sofa.

??Before Yi Wu realized what she meant, she suddenly heard Qianyan's voice with incomparable surprise: "Isn't it? I'll say you have a crush on me! I'll say my intuition can't be wrong, right Bar?!"

?? Yi Wu: "..."

?? Shaoqing Qianyan suddenly woke up as if awakened from a dream, "No, senior sister, you don't want to use a beauty trick on me, do you?"

??The incident happened so suddenly, it is entirely possible that it was the trick of the senior sister.

??Yi Wu was pushed against the sofa by Qianyan in a blocking posture, she could only stare at him, pouring almost all words into these clear pupils, trying to make Qianyan understand her mood .

??After a while, Qianyan finally got the answer from her firm eyes.

??Yi Wu noticed that the strength of the arm in front of him seemed to be a little loose, and Qianyan's gaze became a little strange at this moment.

?? Just when Yi Wu wanted to ask aloud, Qian Yan suddenly felt very embarrassed, and his voice was a little embarrassed: "Then... what should I do?"

??Yi Wu narrowed his eyes, "What... what should I do?"

?? "I may temporarily... um... senior sister, I think, um... this matter... anyway..." Qianyan has never been so embarrassed, a bunch of words are stuck in her throat, and only chaos comes out In the end, she said, "I don't think so."

??"no?"

?? This sentence was not said by Yi Wu.

?? But Zhang Lao, who had been sitting by the side watching the excitement, asked.

"Ah," Qianyan let go of Yi Wu slowly, trying her best to make her movements less like dodging, she sat back on the sofa, and even moved ten centimeters to the side, "I might want to focus on studying for the time being, that... ...the timing is not right."

??Yi Wu had never heard of this kind of reason for rejecting people, but Qian Yan's rejection was expected.

?? "I said, you can wait until you are done with your work."

?? "But... I don't necessarily like girls."

?? "You like it."

?? "You like it."

??Yi Wu and Zhang Lao spoke at the same time.

??I just heard the old man cough, and pressed his wrinkled hands on the pages of the book, "The old man has met many people in his life. After they finish wearing a book, they will often be nostalgic for a certain character in the book, even for a moment I hope that the NPC is a real person, or I hope that I can re-enter the book, and I will feel lost and empty in my heart, and what’s more, I will resent the book itself. In the world of translating books, we collectively call this feeling love.”

?? The old man looked at the ignorant young man meaningfully, "I don't know if you have had this kind of feeling before, but I can be sure that at least when Xingyue kissed you, you liked her. That's enough to prove that you like girls."

?? The living room fell silent.

??Qianyan pondered for a long time, and said seriously: "I don't deny that I did have this kind of mood in a very short time, but, npcs are always just npcs, just like I like yellow duck schoolbags, it doesn't mean I like ducks. Yes, I might like a certain female npc, but that doesn't mean I like girls."

?? Zhang Yeli was leaning on the sofa. Normally he should have gone to bed at this point, but tonight he was very energetic. Chatting with young people made him feel a lot younger—even though the young man seemed not very soft-spoken.

?? He squinted his eyes to ease the dryness of his eyes. "Children Qianyan, recently the Ministry of Education has received a lot of petitions from the public, hoping to add an archiving mechanism to the transmigration system. What do you think about this?"

?? Of course Qianyan knew that he had some deep meaning in asking this question.

??If the books could have an archiving mechanism, she wouldn't be angry because Qian Zelin kicked off the data cable to interrupt the process of threading the book—Zhang Lao wanted to use this to test his nostalgia for the little princess.

??Yi Wu has been paying attention to observe Qianyan's expression.

?? Seeing Qianyan's pupils dilated slightly and her body leaning forward slightly when she heard the words 'archiving mechanism', Yi Wu couldn't help thinking: 'So she likes a girl like Xingyue with a personality similar to hers. Fortunately, Xingyue Yue is just an NPC...'

?? "I personally don't want the existence of the archiving mechanism," Qian Yan said truthfully, "Books can comfort people's hearts, but they can also make people addicted. Without the archiving mechanism, when the book is over, people return to real life and everything starts again, but if there is Now, will someone use this mechanism to continuously loop a plot, which is similar in nature to drug dependence and addiction."

?? Hearing this answer, the old man smiled gratifiedly.

?? Judging from her subconscious reaction just now, she clearly supports the archive mechanism.

?? But she was able to analyze the disadvantages so quickly, and make a decision that was contrary to her own intuition——it would be terrifying after all.

?? She is so transparent, she is indeed an excellent candidate for the research experiment of the 'Dangerous Book Project', what a pity.

??Mr. Zhang has always been encouraging towards young people's strange ideas. He respects Qianyan's decision to refuse to join the research project.

??The purpose of coming here tonight has been achieved, and he slowly stood up while supporting the handrail.

??Yi Wu and Qian Yan also quickly stood up politely.

?? At this time, Qian Zelin, who was supposed to be resting upstairs, went downstairs, looking as if he came down to drink water just in time for a guest to go out, "Mr. Zhang, are you leaving now?" ?”

?? Zhang Yeli slowly took out the car key from his trouser pocket, and twirled his fingertips twice as if to show off, "I have to go, it's so late, and I may not be able to get up until mid-afternoon tomorrow!"

"Mr. Zhang, don't drive yourself." Qian Zelin was a little bit dumbfounded, "I will drive you personally."

"Why, look down on our 80-year-old man driving?" Zhang Yeli smiled, "The fortune teller told me that I can live for at least 20 years."

??Qianyan whispered beside Yi Wu: "He actually believes in fortune-telling?"

?? Yi Wu replied in a low voice: "I don't believe everyone, I only believe that he is good."

?? Qianyan tilted her head to look at Yi Wu, and wanted to laugh.

??Yi Wu didn't look at her, but he still felt her gaze, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly: "If you look at me like this again, I will think you like me too."

?? Qian Zelin gave Zhang Yeli and went out.

?? There are only two people left in the living room.

??Qianyan sat back on the sofa, picked up a big strawberry, and carefully pinched off the sepals at the end. It seemed that Yiwu's confession didn't bother her at all.

?? She stretched out her hand and pulled Yi Wu's trouser seam.

??As soon as Yi Wu turned his head, he saw Qianyan holding a bright red strawberry and handing it to himself, with a smug smile on his face, a cynical arc curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he said strangely: "Senior sister, let's chat."

?? Yi Wu took the strawberry, "I guess you want to ask, since when did I like you."

??Qianyan raised her eyebrows, "Not bad, no wonder you can be a third-year student. Your mind-reading ability... tsk tsk... strong!"

"It's not difficult to guess," Yi Wu took a bite of the strawberry, "You flower peacock, if you take the opportunity to not show off your charm, it's not you... If you want to ask anything, just ask, I told you all."

?? Hearing this, Qian Yan really came alive, "It doesn't matter whether you dare to question me when you said I was attractive or not when you were wearing a book. What does that have to do with it? Let me hear it?"

??Yi Wu looked at her and sighed with a smile, "To be honest, do you just want to hear how I praise you?"

??Qianyan didn't deny it, "You said you like me, so there must be a reason for liking me, beautiful, kind, rich... You have to ask me for something, right? Is it for money, or for sex?"

??Yi Wu: "If you have to ask that, I think there are more pictures."

"I knew it," Qian Yan said with a smile, "You must have been fascinated by me the first time you saw me..."

?? "Kid Qianyan!"

?? Zhang Yeli went and came back, standing at the door with a smile on his face.

?? Qian Zelin followed behind him, apparently not catching up with the vigorous pace of the old man for a while, "Mr. Zhang, if you have anything to ask me to help you, why did you get out of the car all of a sudden?"

Zhang Yeli strode up to Qianyan, "I heard that you wrote a research manual on the effectiveness of the Wind Control Technique in different weathers. Can you lend it to Uncle Zhang? I'll show off to my grandson when I go back. It's your fan, it would be even better if you could sign his autograph."

?? Qianyan didn't say she was embarrassed, but was even more proud, "How does Uncle Zhang's grandson know me?"

?? "The last famous book crossing competition was broadcast throughout the city, and then it was replayed several times. My grandson moved a small bench and sat in front of the TV to watch it every time. He was more serious than he watched cartoons. He even memorized the words interviewed by the reporters behind you." down."

?? The smile on the corner of Qianyan's mouth almost overflowed her face.

??The displeasure of being interrupted when wearing the book disappeared without a trace in an instant.

?? She took a photo of herself from the wall cabinet in the living room, and signed a flamboyant name on it, "Uncle Zhang, I will send the electronic version of the Yufengshu Research Manual to your email, just for fun, don't take it too seriously, be specific The incident needs to be analyzed in detail. Oh, and thank you Uncle Zhang’s grandson for your kindness, come to my house to play when you have time in the future, and I will make him some snacks.”

??…

?? This time Zhang Yeli really left.

??The ancient clock in the living room strikes twelve o'clock, making a crisp and continuous ding-dong sound.

??The two realized it was so late.

??Feng Yan was wrapped in a nightgown and stood at the stairs on the second floor. Her hair was still in order, but her complexion was not very good, but she was not asleep yet.

?? "You two come up to bed quickly, isn't Yan Yan going to run three thousand tomorrow morning?"

"Mom, why are you up so late?" Qian Yan raised her head and asked.

?? Feng Yan thought to herself that it was not all caused by the two of you.

?? "Tomorrow weekend, you don't need to get up early. If you don't pay attention to the time when watching a drama, you will be late."

?? Qianyan signaled Yi Wu to go upstairs.

?? Looking back, I found that Yi Wu was picking up a strawberry from the fruit plate, and eight or nine complete green flower-shaped sepals were placed in front of him, neatly placed there like a trophy, for fear that others would not know that she ate it all How many are the same.

?? Qianyan looked complicated, "Senior sister, the strawberries you are holding in your hand were airlifted from the other side of the sea in the morning, and you ate ten in a row at midnight, tsk tsk... I have every reason to suspect that you have nothing but pictures of me For the color, but also for my money."