The big guy expressed his satisfaction [Interstellar]

The blinking mechanical eyes suspended in the mid-air are working hard, recording and transmitting the pictures that happened in every corner of the exchange meeting to the terminal.

At this time, there were five people sitting quietly in the lounge. The old man sitting in the middle and the old man next to him were wearing a long plain dress with his hair pulled back and a hairpin inserted obliquely behind his head. It was the one who had watched Xiao Yan's live broadcast before. Two people.

Feng Nanqiao sat on the chair with his eyes fixed on his nose, nose, nose, nose and heart. Although he was the next patriarch of the Feng family, he undoubtedly had the least right to speak in this room. Regardless of the relationship, the eyes of the other patriarchs turned to him.

"Nanyang should go home, right? Is he in good health?" Gongsun Yu looked at Feng Nanqiao with a smile, his voice was gentle and gentle, "The child in Nanyang is as stubborn as his father. I didn't expect that such a trivial matter back then was misunderstood as a so..."

Gongsun Yu's parents died unexpectedly at the age of 19. At the age of 19, she and her younger sister supported each other to support the crumbling Gongsun family. Now she has been in charge of the Gongsun family for more than 50 years. After most of her life, she bears the traces of time. The hair has also been dyed with strands of gray, but there is still an indescribable charm in every frown and smile. The red phoenix eyes with upturned eye tails have a kind of charm when they smile, and there is no reason to show them when they are not smiling. A trace of sharpness.

"I'm sorry to trouble Patriarch Gongsun." Feng Nanqiao paused for a moment, and then spoke again, "This time, my father also wanted to spend more time with my younger brother, so he decided to let me bring the children here. Mr. Xiao Yan is very kind to our Feng family. , This matter is the content of the transaction proposed by Mr. Xiao."

Before Xiao Yan did not propose to contact the four families, the Feng family had found out about Xiao Yan's life experience, but due to the intricate forces behind it, they did not dare to act without authorization, and finally led Xiao Yan to the In front of the old man, he didn't expect that Xiao Yan might not want the Xiao family to return to the ancient family.

"Zian is not such a reckless character." The middle-aged man sitting on the other side of the old man said - Yi Puhe is the patriarch of the generation of the Yi family. Is his only grandson.

"Of course he isn't, and even though Gongsunying is a little girl, she's not indistinguishable. Here, there are two more at the top of the stairs." The last one who spoke was Tong Lu, who looked younger than Feng Nanqiao. They are all younger, but they have been the head of the same family for five years, "Is this the old man's preparation?"

There are many premature deaths in the same family, and few long-lived ones. The patriarch has always been the most frequent replacement among the four families. But fortunately, Dinghaishenzhen and the old man of the same family are still in good health. Home walks in today.

Unexpectedly, the old man who had been sitting in the first place without speaking, just quietly watching the light screen shook his head: "It's not me."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and the old man raised his hand to suppress the other people's questioning, and only said lightly: "Look carefully."

The sound was not loud, but with an invisible deterrent force, it made the room quiet down immediately.

Not the old man?

Tonglu's heart thumped suddenly, and the only one who could move these four little magic stars at the same time was the old man...

***——***——***

Xiao Yan in the teahouse was just sitting in such a stable manner. In front of him stood a little girl with an increasingly angry expression and a young man whose smile had already frozen on his face. He tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair. Xiao Yan had already grown The longer hair slipped from his shoulders because he tilted his head slightly: "Then what about the two young masters over there?"

"Of course they also admire Mr. Xiao and come to ask for advice." Yi Zi'an turned his head and stabbed the two teenagers who were still huddled in the stairwell with threatening eyes.

The two teenagers pushed out one by one, one of them rubbed his hands nervously, and introduced himself: "My name is Feng Nuo, and I am a fan of Mr. Xiao—ah no, yes, I admire Mr. Xiao, and I am here to ask for advice. ..." Under Yi Zi'an's gaze, the following words became smaller and smaller, and gradually disappeared.

Another young boy with some baby fat on his face shrank his neck and whispered, "My name is Tong Sicheng."

Xiao Yan glanced over the four little guys in front of him, and finally stayed on the boy named Tong Sicheng for two seconds. He always felt that this boy had some indescribable sense of disobedience.

Xiao Yan stood up, turned his head to look at the central arena below, and asked Feng Han who was winking with Feng Nuo on the opposite side of the table, "Can the central arena over there be used?"

"Ah?" Feng Han, who was asked suddenly, had a short-circuited brain, but he quickly realized, "Yes, you can go up and beat the drum next to it, that's..."

"Row."

Supporting the window edge with his hands, he curled up and stretched his body vigorously, Xiao Yan fell directly from the window on the second floor of the teahouse, and a few of them landed firmly on the central ring with his backhand, and pulled out the drumstick next to him with his backhand to ring the bell. The first drumbeat of the session.

"So handsome!" Feng Nuo clenched his fists and looked at Xiao Yan's back, almost in a state of worship with star eyes.

Tong Sicheng took a small step back, covered his eyes, and said in a low voice, "We're not going to fight him later, are we?"

"What kind of fight?! This is our territory, of course we follow our rules!" Gongsun Ying saw a group of teenagers downstairs who recognized Xiao Yan began to booing around the ring, snorted unhappily, hugged the pipa Run towards the stairs.

Before Yi Zi'an left, he did not forget to tear off the excited Feng Nuo who was pawing at the window and dragged him away, while with the other hand he lifted Tong Sicheng who had a face of "Forget it".

Feng Han buried his head deeply and covered his face.

Can you, can you listen to him finish! ! ! !

Once the drum of the arena is sounded, it means that the teachers and students on the stage will make a public announcement. If the students express their obedience on the stage, it is equivalent to completing the ceremony of apprenticeship under the witness of everyone-this drum has always been used by students Knock to attract the attention of the master, if the husband is on stage, it means that he intends to accept apprentices! ! !

How did dad explain when he came?

——Mr. Xiao must be optimistic.

Who can stand it!

Watching the four little ancestors enter the ring one by one, Feng Han's brain suddenly popped up a dialog box: ["Devil Daddy" sent a message]

Feng Han knew that the patriarch and the same old man were watching the exchange meeting the whole time, such a big movement——

Feng Han clicked on the message with trembling hands, and there was a very brief [? 】

Or he would run away from home and play for two years before coming back...

……

"Better than what?"

Xiao Yan probably guessed from the surprised eyes of the people around him and Feng Han's crazy winking behavior that the four young boys in front of him are probably the best of the generation of the four families. Just in time, let him see what kind of children the four families teach. kind of standard.

"I compare the temperament!" Gongsun Ying raised her head, and her fingers were already on the strings of the pipa.

Yi Zi'an said, "Go." His eyes were full of confidence.

Tong Sicheng thought for a while, then glanced at Yi Zi'an: "Then I...will play Go too."

"I heard that my fellow family member, You Shan Danqing, is not going to take out what you are best at?" Xiao Yan looked at Tong Sicheng's neck with special meaning, and took it back after Tong Sicheng reacted and straightened his clothes. look.

There was a flash of vigilance in Tong Sicheng's eyes, and then he returned to his original look and replied with a smile: "No, no, no, no... On the Danqing lineage, how can I play tricks in front of Mr.?"

Feng Nuo scratched the back of his head and thought for a few seconds, then clapped his hands and made up his mind: "I'm sure I can't beat you, let's play chess!"

While the few people were talking, the people who had been waiting by the ring had already quickly arranged a square chessboard and a chair.

More and more people flocked to the ring, some were children, some were teenagers, and a few were gentlemen who also wore badges on their collars.

Xiao Yan looked at the Sifang chessboard without speaking, his eyes moved slightly.

The four of Yi Zi'an suddenly fell silent, and looked at the other side of the ring with surprised eyes.

A young man in a wheelchair drove over slowly. In the interstellar era, there were very few cancers that could not be cured, but there were still a few genetic diseases whose causes could not be found, and naturally they could not be cured.

This young man looked to be in his twenties, but his handsome appearance seemed a bit frail. He bowed his head slightly to Xiao Yan, and spoke in a steady voice: "Sir, would you mind adding one more person?"

Xiao Yan clicked his tongue softly, and said: "It's fine. How about it, it's too time-consuming to order one plate after another. After that, I even invited someone to eat the famous deep-sea set meal on Moore... Why don't you all serve together."

"Are you sure?" Yi Zi'an stopped Gongsun Ying who was about to speak up, and asked Xiao Yan seriously.

Xiao Yan nodded noncommittally.

Yi Zi'an: "Then please enlighten me, sir."

Yi Zi'an tightly grabbed Gongsun Ying's wrist, turned his head and said something silently to Gongsun Ying, and then directed her to look at the young man beside him who was smiling and looking at Xiao Yan.

Gongsun Ying, who was originally annoyed, sat down on the chair holding the pipa reluctantly, but secretly replaced the other sheet music she had prepared in her heart, thinking that she must teach this arrogant guy a lesson!

The chessboard was placed at the four corners to form a square to besiege Xiao Yan who was standing in the middle. Gongsun Ying was sitting outside the square, directly in front of Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan held the white and signaled the four to hold the black first, but he played Rao Ziqi directly.

This Rao Ziqi means that the player with a low skill will hold the black and play first, and the elders or those with a high level will hold the white and then play.

The young man in the wheelchair paused his hand holding the chess, and silently put down the first chess piece.

And just when the first chess piece went down and made the first crisp sound of the chess piece hitting the chessboard, the sound of the pipa rang out, which was originally the sound of silk strings, but there was a sound of wind and panic, and the killing intent gradually rose.

It's an ambush from all sides!

Xiao Yan tilted his head and glanced at Gongsun Ying who was pursing his lips and frowning, his fingers fluttering up and down with a very serious expression.

It is really rare at this age to be able to play Flying Daggers at this level, but——this level also wants to affect the ability to maintain a sense of reason under the magic music that Gao Jiangting played when the piano demon Gao Jiangting went mad Xiao Yan?

The round and clear white pieces made a crisp sound when they touched the wooden chessboard. Xiao Yan shuttled between the four chessboards at a very steady speed. He never stayed in front of each chessboard for more than four seconds during his leisurely walks.

Even if he played four square chessboards at the same time, Xiao Yan's chess moves were still very fast, and the clear and crisp sound of the interlocking jade and chessboard hit the pipa sound more and more frequently, and the pipa sound that should have reached its climax was caught The rhythm of the clear and crisp percussion sound pressure was aggrieved, and the throat of the sound that should have been sonorous and cold was strangled by an invisible aura!

The first one to retreat was Feng Nuo. His chess skills were not very good. After looking at the black pieces on the board that had no way out, he resolutely surrendered.

Immediately after was Tong Sicheng, who seemed to heave a long sigh of relief the moment he conceded the defeat, and turned his attention to the chessboard of the wheelchair youth next to him, with worry hidden in his eyes.

The two partners were defeated one after another, and Gongsun Ying, who was already playing the fire, plucked the strings with her wrist forcefully, trying to break free from Xiao Yan's ubiquitous rhythm, but she was about to break free from the shackles like a phoenix nirvana and spread its wings. The sound of the pipa was stuck in the center by the sound of the chess pieces that were just clicked down again. Gongsun Ying's fingers continued to pluck the strings subconsciously——

With a "buzz", two pipa strings broke at the same time, and the girl playing the pipa hugged the pipa with a pale face, not daring to say a word.

Xiao Yan Shiran put down a white piece and cut off the neck of the black dragon in Yizi'an's chess game, and smiled: "Although I'm not good at rhythm, I still have some chess skills."

Yi Zi'an, who put down the chess piece, was already sweating profusely and his face was pale.

In the end, only the wheelchair youth was left on the chessboard.

The young man in the wheelchair held the black chess with a dignified expression. After a while, he sighed and smiled, took two chess pieces and placed them solemnly in the lower right corner of the chessboard, signaling that the thrower would admit defeat.

Xiao Yan looked down at the young man in the wheelchair, and suddenly, he seemed to see a familiar shadow on the young man.

……he himself.