The big guy expressed his satisfaction [Interstellar]

"What's your name?"

Xiao Yan took two steps back, silently letting go of the oppressive feeling towards the wheelchair youth, and smoothed the cufflinks that were wrinkled by the action just now with his fingers.

Yi Zi'an, Gongsun Ying, Feng Nuo and Tong Sicheng stood side by side in a row, making eye contact with each other and winking.

The wheelchair youth raised his eyes and looked directly at Xiao Yan. In the depths of his black eyes, there seemed to be a hot flame burning with strong desire and desire. Two seconds later, he lowered his eyes and performed a junior ceremony: "Your fellow, I have seen you. gentlemen."

"These four little guys you teased?" Xiao Yan tapped the four little animals next to him with his chin, who were still immersed in the emotion of being singled out just now.

At this time, the dust had already fallen on the stage, and everyone knew what was going to happen next. The crowd of onlookers slowly dispersed and began to look for new crossword puzzles and students who met the requirements.

Tong Ya smiled slightly: "How come? I just admire Mr., and I need to ask for advice first."

Xiao Yan snorted and laughed.

Tong Ya showed a naughty, successful expression: "Sir, do you know the meaning of the drum in the central ring...?"

Xiao Yan: "?"

On the second floor of the nearby teahouse, Feng Han, who was always watching the situation of the ring, had already ordered the spaceship ticket and started to row the planet that had run away from home.

"Mr. came to the ring and beat the drums, which means that you accept to challenge your students on the stage." Tong Ya's eyes flashed a little complacency, "So the five of us, from today onwards, are Mr.'s disciples."

Xiao Yan followed Tong Ya's fingers and looked at the flower drum that he had just turned over to the ring for momentum, and was at a loss for words for a while.

Xiao Yan: "..."

How can you not get your shoes wet when you often walk by the river—that's the way it is said, but Xiao Yan didn't expect to fall into such a shallow small pit today. The pit is not deep, but it is a bit troublesome to get out.

"Nonsense! How can such an important matter be rushed in such an environment!"

The old man and the old man walked slowly onto the stage, the old man had white beard and hair, his voice was thick, and his sharp eyes glanced at the juniors on the ring. The four little ones who were looking at them shrank their necks together and hid behind each other. Behind Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan stood helplessly with his hands folded, with a funny expression on his face. He looked down at Tong Ya, and motioned him to deal with the old man who came up to the stage and the four patriarchs behind him.

Today, Tong Ya dared to calculate and make troubles, and he had already figured out how to end it. Now he controlled the wheelchair and drove to the old man Tong, raised his hand to hold the old man's dry and thin fingers, and shook them gently: " Grandpa, Mr. Xiao is the Mr. I have been waiting for, except him, no one can..."

The same deer beside the old man shivered, subconsciously raised his hand to hug his arm, trying to recall when was the last time he saw his younger brother acting like a baby to the old man?

Oh, yes—propose to publish the recipe, which is the first time to formally send out the message that the ancient family is still alive to the outside world.

My younger brother has been gifted and intelligent since he was a child, he has always learned things quickly and can draw inferences from others, but his ideas are so right that no one can persuade him. If it wasn't because of Tongya's firm attitude, Tonglu would never agree to take over as the patriarch.

It's just that the younger brother's character can be called arrogance, and this is the first time I've seen him treat someone so differently.

Xiao Yan naturally knew this old man, and when he saw the other party looking over, his oppressive eyes were calm but with a trace of inquiry, and he calmly raised his hand in salute: "This junior has met old man."

The old man Tong and Xiao Yan looked at each other for two seconds, then looked down at Tong Ya, his favorite junior, and sighed: "The selection of teachers and apprentices is your own business, so you can make up your own mind. My boss I can't handle this much anymore..."

Tong Lu looked at Tong Ya worriedly before he left with the help of Old Man Tong, and Tong Ya nodded slightly to show that he had sense of proportion.

"We'll take these four little guys away first." Gongsun Yu stepped forward. It was the first time she met Xiao Yan, but her eyes were in a daze for a moment, as if she saw someone through Xiao Yan's eyebrows. After being absent-minded for only two seconds, with a soft sigh, Gongsun Yu hooked his hand to signal Gongsun Ying to come over.

The other three people were also snatched away by their respective parents. Before leaving, Feng Nuo, a monkey, did not forget to silently move his lips to Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan recognized it subconsciously, and suddenly burst out laughing.

——Boss!Teach me to fight next time!

……

Back in the teahouse, Feng Han did not know when he smeared the soles of his feet and slipped away quickly. There was only a pot of still warm tea left on the seat where he was originally sitting.

Although the tea house is an antique building, elevators are still installed inside to facilitate guests' access.

"The one who invited Mr. to eat the deep-sea set meal?" Tong Ya parked the wheelchair beside the table.

Xiao Yan pointed his finger at the table: "As you can see, he slipped away."

Tong Ya didn't mind, opened two new teacups, poured a cup for Xiao Yan first, then filled it up for himself, toasted to Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan has always been a person who knows etiquette but is not pedantic. To be honest, he just felt a little novel about Tong Ya's little calculation this time, but he was not angry. After accepting this cup of tea, Xiao Yan took a sip , put down the teacup.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Sir, there is more than just the inheritance of the Xiao family?" Tong Ya answered the question, rubbing his fingers back and forth on the edge of the teacup.

Xiao Yan just had a smile on the corner of his lips, ignoring Tong Ya's beating around the bush.

The two were relatively silent for a long time, Xiao Yan even yawned slightly with a tired expression.

Tong Ya smiled reluctantly, suppressed the secret joy in his eyes because the plan went well, and his expression was a little annoyed: "Mr. is indeed Mr. Tongya, because Tongya has overestimated himself."

Xiao Yan's expression was indifferent, and his long eyebrows stretched out to reveal a smile: "I have used your little idea more than ten years ago, and now it seems that it is really interesting."

No wonder the teachers and seniors looked at him so helplessly and connivingly—it was so cute.

Tong Ya is a very smart person, knowing that beating around the bush in front of this man will only make him go further, so he is very knowledgeable about current affairs and changed his communication method: "I don't know if Mr. has heard of TC-27 genetic disease?"

TC-27?Isn't this a genetic disease diagnosed by Nanyang?Could it be...

"TC-27 is a genetic disease that has always been inherited in the same family. Almost every generation in the same family will have a male baby with TC-27, but some will develop the disease shortly after birth and gradually become terminally ill, and some will remain latent in the body , Once you get sick, medicine will save you." Tong Ya twitched the corner of his mouth, "I can't tell which situation is better to live, but if I can choose, I would rather be the second one."

At least you can live as much as you want before you die, and you can do what you want without any worries and constraints within a limited time.

"Back then, my little aunt fell in love with Nanyang, the second son of the Feng family, and was strongly opposed by the two families. There was no other reason, because Nanyang's grandmother was once the daughter of the same family, and the three generations of the direct line did not marry. Ling, not to mention that the same family has inherited potential genetic diseases."

"No father can just sit and watch his child go to a dead end. That incident caused a lot of trouble back then, because it involved the privacy of the same family, and many words could not be put on the bright side, but almost all the elders of the two families agreed. I firmly oppose this marriage."

"However, the voices and persuasion of the elders couldn't stop the young man's blood...they eloped."

Tong Ya smiled wryly: "In the end, you also know."

The outside world's cognition and research on TC-27 is not even as good as the family because of the rare cases. In just ten years, this couple has passed away and the other has become terminally ill.

In fact, the incidence rate of the other three families is very rare, and Feng Nanyang is the only one in a hundred years. His illness is much milder than that of his family members, and it is also slightly different-it is not diagnosed in infancy, and it can also be diagnosed in adulthood. Control the disease and survive.

Xiao Yan listened quietly.

"Over the years, the same family has devoted almost all their energy to the research of TC-27, and even gave up [-]% of the profits to the Xiao family, so that the Xiao family, who is good at medicine, can study together."

"Who isn't struggling to live?" Tong Ya smiled, with a determination in his eyes that didn't match his young face, and the unreconciled and blazing fire of desire in his eyes burned more and more Gorgeous, "As long as you live, there is hope."

"Even if fate makes me die, I will never accept fate!"

"If I want to live, I will be able to live."

***——***——***

Capital Star Empire Research Institute

It had just rained yesterday, and the air at six o'clock in the morning was a bit cool, with the smell of moist soil rushing towards us.

Ansair, who had just jogged 800 meters, took out a towel from Space Newry and buried his face in it. Because of profuse sweating, his soft pale golden hair was limp and limp. The method is backwards and rubbed the hair.

"Look who is the little guy who started running around the institute early in the morning?" A laughing voice came from behind, and accompanied by a rhythmic sound, the sound of light and heavy footsteps gradually approached An Aire.

Ansair lifted the towel, put his hands on his knees and looked up at the old dean: "Teacher." After a pause, he added, "Good morning."

"Keep wiping, and be careful not to catch a cold." The old dean used to be the highest honorary professor of the Imperial Research Institute, but then an accident happened and there was no news for ten years. It was not until His Majesty Mason ascended the throne that he found him and hired him back as a research institute. Dean, "I have advised you to exercise more, why are you obedient this time? Come and tell the old man who speaks so well?"

"No... I'm just used to running with him." Ansair straightened up shyly, with a towel on his neck, and reached out to support the old dean whose left leg was a bit unsteady because of the prosthesis installed. "Isn't it time for your prosthesis to be maintained?"

The old dean's left leg was missing when he was hired back by His Majesty Mason. At that time, the old dean rejected the most cutting-edge research results and chose to install a prosthesis that looked very ordinary and seemed to be artificial. Regularly replace some small parts to ensure the normal use of the prosthesis, even if the thigh root is often worn red, swollen and bleeding, it will not be replaced.

"Hurry up! There are still a few months left, and I will come to you when the time comes—I remember." The old dean laughed twice, "You little guy, you are silent all day long, worrying about things in your heart There is a lot of one thing!"

"You are my teacher." Ansair replied naturally.

The old dean was supported by Ansair and walked slowly into the garden along the path next to the building of the research institute: "You have been researching [cell regeneration] for five years, and recently you came back to the laboratory in a hurry, which is a critical stage of progress. gone?"

Ansair: "..."

Even though the old dean's face was already covered with wrinkles and mottles, his azure blue eyes were not cloudy in the slightest. He knew it clearly: "So, you just chose to escape again."

Because he didn't want to face his brothers who were getting into conflicts and his embarrassing father, he fled to the research institute in desperation.

Ansair pursed his lips, stubbornly not speaking.

The old dean sighed: "Al, there are some things you will have to face one day. Avoiding the problem can't solve the problem, but throwing the problem to someone who is more difficult to solve."

"The person who loves you doesn't want to persecute you, and even hopes to protect you all the time, but have you ever thought that the person who gradually becomes the opposite of you is also the person who is loved by the person who loves you?" the old dean gently He patted Ansair's hand, "As for the [Cell Regeneration] project... It's been so many years, I must have been stuck waiting for a suitable time, don't worry, you, just take this time to think about it Think about it."

The person who proposed this research project was once a young man who was full of passion and enthusiasm, but he always stayed outside the door to the answer. Where is the key to unlock the root cause of genetic diseases?

The eyes of the old dean fainted with nostalgia, looking at Ansair today, it was as if he saw the energetic black-eyed young man back then.

Ansair's face showed a slight trace of grievance. He wanted to explain, but his lips squirmed and closed twice, and finally he just nodded silently.

"By the way, if you're not busy, go to the star field with him for more strolls. You just fell in love, so it's not easy to get together and leave more." The eyes met the emerald eyes, as if they were entrusting something, "On the street in front of the Temple of War Spirit, there is a flower shop, the environment is very good, you will like it."

"Since I got a gift, I have to unwrap it to be worthy of the person who tried his best to keep the gift."