The big guy expressed his satisfaction [Interstellar]

Xiao Yan avoided the giant hand that was clasping him again, but his clothes were accidentally stained with a pungent smell, which smelled familiar and strange at the same time.

A little choking, with a little spicy.

"Obviously, ginger shampoo." Noah rolled his eyes coolly.

The strange acrid smell is still rising upwards, and the smell that is acceptable on weekdays is almost the same level as tear gas after being magnified countless times.

"... Oh." Xiao Yan, who had never had any troubles in this area, had to admit that this was indeed a blind spot in his knowledge.

Noah did avoid the giant hand that was applying the shampoo just now, but at this moment, being so slapped, except for the bald spot of Xiao Yan just now, it was all bubbled up and there was no place to stay. .

Xiao Yan also looked at the bald "pure land".

The two looked at each other.

The two giant hands were still kneading to create more foam, Xiao Yan resisted the disgusting and slippery touch and grabbed the wet hair, shuttled back and forth between the fingers of the moving giant hands, twisted a strand and then changed the direction again. Wrapping one strand, the giant hand was wrapped into a ball of yarn in a short while.

On Noah's side, he pulled out a few thick hairs, gathered them together, braided them twice, and tied a knot at the wrist of the giant hand.

"what--!"

At the moment when Map felt that he was rubbing and almost retracted his hand, the fragile hair that could not bear the force at all was torn off the scalp in pieces due to the force of the pulling.

The shriller scream pierced through Xiao Yan and Noah's eardrums than the previous two times and hit the Tianling Gai directly, making the two of them who were holding on to one ear to stand still almost dizzy and fell down.

……

Outside the arena, the woman in the white coat let out two "hehe".

The big star looked at the woman in the white coat gnashing her teeth in terror, and hesitated to speak.

Still couldn't help it: "I said who are you trying to provoke by making such a dungeon?"

The woman in the white coat put down her hand that was caressing her hair unconsciously, and sneered, "Do you think they've won? Make a woman's hair bald—I tell you, they're gone."

The time when she designed the map happened to be when she was in the research institute day and night. During that time, her hair was falling out, and Goubi's central intelligence brain was still pushing the map, so she simply created a resentful The thing is submitted.

The original intention was to delay the time and talk about it later, but I didn't expect the Central Intellectual Brain to give it that way.

The woman in the white coat tugged at her bangs sadly. Only bald girls understand the pain of air bangs, and those two doggy men who have no hair loss troubles at all dared to remove all the hair of a woman with their hands!

Ha ha.

Destroy it.

……

Just as Xiao Yan and Noah turned up and stood on the scalp, pinched their skills and prepared for a quick battle, the sky suddenly became dark, and a striped cotton object covered them with water vapor!

"I……"

Noah held back the three words that he almost said, and stretched out a long sword in his hand.

However, Xiao Yan sensed something was wrong, moved backward a few times, rolled and fell back to the corner next to the ear.

I saw Noah holding the long sword and slashing upwards. Indeed, he successfully split the covered object, but because the object was wrapped in a strong sense of water, the water column pouring from top to bottom would not have time to react in the future. Straight ahead!

Xiao Yan's mouth twitched.

The malice and resentment of this map is really... not like a tournament map.

Just as he was thinking, a force suddenly came from behind him, and Xiao Yan was caught off guard by a soft and moist object as if he was suffocated. For a moment, his mouth and nose were filled with water vapor pouring in!

WTF? !

The wet towel was crumpled into a ball by the map angrily and thrown into the sink where the faucet was running. Looking at the winding dark brown hair on the ground, the sobbing sound wandered throughout the map.

……

"What the hell is this!"

Noah, who was teleported out, turned suddenly to look at the woman in the white coat, and scolded in a deep voice.

"It's bullshit!"

The woman in the white coat pursed her lips with an innocent expression: "There is no rule that you must make a regular map... If you don't engage in such saucy operations on this map, it will not trigger the all-destroy judgment."

The woman in the white coat was aggrieved, but the villain in her heart was chattering wildly.

I'll let you pull your hair out!I'll let you pull your hair out!Be silly!Destruction verdict!Surprised or not?

Xiao Yan pinched the bridge of his nose with some discomfort, the suffocating feeling of being submerged in water just now was too real, making him involuntarily recall the feeling of being on the verge of death.

This is also the first time he has truly faced the feeling of zero blood in this world-it turns out to be so similar to death.

"Cough, but this kind of tie is considered to be the arbitrator's loss..." After the big star finished speaking, he felt that his tone was not strong enough, "Yes! The arbitrator's loss!"

Noah: "..."

His sharp eyes pierced towards the guilty-looking woman in a white coat.

"Let's start over." Xiao Yan said.

The chances of being able to confront Noah Norman, who is known as the ceiling of the current interstellar force value, are really very few. Xiao Yan finds it unacceptable to use such a dramatic way to put an end to the rare match.

Noah, who just made some meaning, was a little moved. He was about to speak, but he paused and looked at the man in the arbitration center seat.

Mason Brandon's eyes flickered slightly, and when he closed his eyes and opened them again, he finally changed the action he had maintained from the beginning, but made a final judgment:

"The match is valid, and the referee loses."

Noah glared at Mason.

Mei Sen blinked his left eye lightly, and mouthed: Waiting for your meal.

Then disconnected the spiritual connection with Star Domain again, switched to video mode and continued to process government documents piled up on the table while playing.

The woman in the white coat and the big star looked at each other and logged out of the star field one after another.

Noah raised his hand and pressed the back of his neck, half of the beating was interrupted, and his bones were itchy right now.

"You're looking for me for the academy vote meeting."

"Yes." Xiao Yan said straight to the point. "If Qingyan College's vote is rejected at the college's voting meeting five days later, I hope Uncle Noah can exercise one vote."

Noah seemed to have guessed Xiao Yan's intention long ago.

"No need," he said. "The vote will pass."

Xiao Yan was neither surprised nor surprised, even though Noah's tone and expression seemed very positive - but whether it was the second prince Charles or the current Patriarch of Cavendish, Mutor, they all expressed concern about the college vote .

"The queen's one-vote right is indeed necessary to suppress the joint vote of the nobles on important decisions, but as I said, even if there are twists and turns in the college meeting five days later, the final resolution must be passed."

After Noah finished speaking, he didn't intend to continue explaining, and indicated with his eyes whether Xiao Yan had anything else to ask.

Xiao Yan was silent for a long time, then suddenly said: "You don't seem like someone who would stand by and watch."

There was no reference or explanation, but Noah understood what Xiao Yan was referring to.

Noah paused for two seconds and said, "Many things are not what you see, and what someone or someone said may not be the truth."

It's just that the people involved are unwilling to tell their own thoughts frankly.

"I just suddenly realized that no matter how chaotic the situation looks on the surface, or how turbulent the tide is." Xiao Yan stared at Noah's face, as if trying to catch some clues of emotion, "Looking back, everything is locked up firmly held in the aristocracy."

Ji Ye once suggested that he thought the military was under the control of the First Prince Howard, but he looked through the military affairs signed by the First Prince recently, and found that they basically followed the previous proposal of Marshal Edgar, except that Ji Ye made an exception and accepted his fate. Apart from the marshal's adjutant, and the possible house arrest of the marshal, it turned out that the first prince did not interfere with the normal operation of the military department too much.

The so-called power disputes, brothers' struggle for power, has not affected citizens below the aristocratic class at all, and no decision has been made to change the lives of citizens, except for the upcoming college meeting. A lot and nothing seems to be done.

Noah's mood was a little complicated. On the one hand, he was surprised by Xiao Yan's direct way of communicating, and on the other hand, he didn't know whether it was right for them to know some things.

But when Xiao Yan asked like that, there was no doubt that his heart overflowed with joy.

More people will understand in the future, won't they?

Noah thought.

But many explanations came to my lips, but they all converged into a simple sentence: "...they are very good children."

It's just that the freshness of being a father made him pay too much attention to Howard, the inadvertent neglect of Charles, who had been rebellious since he was a child, and his paranoid protection and attachment to Ansair, the only one he conceived. The three children were more or less shrouded in the shadow of him and Mason during their growth.

When Ansair grew up and began to break away from their planned growth route, and to turn around and go his own way even if he stumbled, Noah realized in a trance that he and Mason might not have become the plan they had been so excited about. Become a qualified parent.

But Mason didn't wake up. Over the years, he was still immersed in his failure as a son. After becoming a father, he brought himself into the role of the failed father he had experienced, and stubbornly copied the experience he had experienced. Mistakes and sorrows, making what I think is the right decision.

Noah has always been a very active person.

After figuring out some things, he blocked the eldest son who was about to leave the palace after returning from dinner in a hurry late one night.

For the first time, he sat down to chat with his older son in a peaceful, friendly manner — letting go of his fatherly airs and asking how he was doing.

The little baby who was once held in his arms has grown into an adult. He looked at his father silently for a long time, and suddenly smiled and said:

"Father, in fact, I have been an ordinary child with no extraordinary talent since I was a child, but I don't understand it myself."

Neither you nor Father ever imagined that there would be an ordinary child—it is also impossible to accept it.

"After Charles entered school, I quickly discovered that this is true of truly gifted people. They don't need so much energy investment. They seem to be born easier than other children to understand those obscure knowledge, and they don't need to spend a lot of time like me. Only by putting more energy into studying can we guarantee that we will be among the best in the academy."

Day after day, night after night, I used more efforts and dedication to maintain my decency and dignity as the eldest son and elder brother.

"It took me more than ten years to accept that I have the most perfect genes in the world, but I am just an ordinary person."

"I ended up accepting it, and frankly it was really hard."

Howard recalled the anger and sorrow when he saw his younger brother squandering his talent, and used a provocative method to ask Charles to lower his body to observe and understand—but when Charles was really excited and passionate, he talked about his own opinions and sighs in front of him, When he said that he already had a rudimentary proposal, Howard could still feel a bitterness in his mouth.

The days at the border were a rare time for Howard to breathe a sigh of relief. Those many pressures and shackles seemed to disappear during that time-until he accidentally discovered in the military archives that Vivian Records of Prince Jia's mutiny.

He subtly understood the reason for some subtle changes in his father's attitude towards him since a few years ago.

It seems that no matter how you look at it, Charles is more suitable for the position of heir.

"Then let me fulfill him."

But only as a loser, not as an incompetent.

This is his last stubborn pride.

That night, Howard faded away the cold expression on his face, and smiled gently at his father.

"Afterwards, I may think about it, what can I do if I don't want to be the First Prince?"

"It seems to be a future full of infinite possibilities."

The moonlight elongated the shadows of the two, and also illuminated Ansair who was sitting quietly in the shadow with his hands folded behind the bushes.