The big guy expressed his satisfaction [Interstellar]

For two whole days, Ansair sat motionless in front of the easel and didn't move his pen. He just stared at the blank drawing board and let his thoughts go blank, not knowing what he was thinking. The hand on his knee moved occasionally, as if he was sketching something. It seems to be just a normal activity.

Xiao Yan stood up after replying to Tick's message, walked to Ansair's side and knelt down slowly, raised his head, and said softly: "Al."

Ansair seemed to be awakened in a flash, his eyes suddenly focused, and he looked at Xiao Yan who was squatting beside him in surprise, his usual expressionless face now vividly showed the shock and doubt of "Why are you still there".

His buttocks moved away from Xiao Yan uncomfortably, Ansair looked around, frowned delicately, and began to reject being in a closed space with a person—especially when he suddenly realized that he Have spent more than a day with this person under the same roof.

Xiao Yan didn't seem to notice Ansair's small movements, and his expression was still gentle and patient: "The audition starts tomorrow, and I'm going to talk to the shopkeeper of this bookstore about some missions today, do you want to come together?"

"Mission?" Ansair was puzzled.

He has been going to scientific research institutes since he was a child. Compared with those toys and so-called peers, Ansair is more willing to get along with those silent but talented scientists, where he can learn things unscrupulously like a sponge without being caught. Others looked at him like a monster, mediocre people never learned to hide the calculation and jealousy in their eyes, and that kind of emotion would make the sensitive Ansair feel like a pain in the back.

Most of the data in the star field is calculated and operated by the main brain. Half of the researchers in the scientific research institute are usually tasked with monitoring the data operation of the main brain and maintaining the mental safety of citizens.The tasks Xiao Yan mentioned made Ansair keenly grasp that there are very few missions issued to citizens in the star field, and even the AI ​​that only exists in the star field rarely asks players to solve problems.

Xiao Yan and Ansair have always been in a team state. Under Xiao Yan's signal, 3427 tried to share the golden scroll task with Ansair, and saw that the golden scroll, which was not moving at all no matter how poked it was, was in one person, one system. He twisted under his gaze, and separated a small scroll, happily running towards Ansair's light screen.

Ok?

Ansair hesitated for a moment and clicked on the small golden scroll with a confused expression.

what?

Xiao Yan said: "When I met the owner of this studio, I automatically jumped to the next stage of the task. I'm afraid I don't have time when the audition starts. Let's talk to the boss now?"

Ansair looked at the drawing board in front of him, then at Xiao Yan, stared down at his hands on his knees for more than ten seconds, then slowly... nodded with hesitation.

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The owner of the studio was not surprised when he saw Xiao Yan and Ansair, but calmly brought them to a space at the end of the studio.

This is a space decorated differently from Starfield’s minimalist and tough style, with familiar wooden window lattices and green bamboo curtains, the four treasures of the study are quietly placed on the desk by the window, and the porcelain incense burner is displayed on the antique shelf behind the desk. Countless pictures and books are neatly arranged on the walls, but at first glance, they are not all the furnishings that Xiao Yan is familiar with - the reception area separated by light gauze curtains is a set of mahogany sofas, and the sofa cushions are Elegant beige, a complete set of tea making utensils on the low table has a quiet halo in it, and some messy futons and a mess on the terrace not far away tell the story of the owner's distracted fiddle here just now.

Because of the closing of the door, Ansair tightly clenched his fingers on the corner of Xiao Yan's clothes. At the same time, the furnishings in the room made him feel novel and loved. Ansier has always had a pair of eyes that can discover beauty, Every furnishings in this specially decorated room made him feel strange but loved.

These things feel like...

Ansair thought about it, and his gaze slowly fell on Xiao Yan who was talking to the owner of the studio.

...like him.

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The owner of the studio is Yang Hui, with black half-length hair tied in a knot at the end, and a special smell of paint and rice paper on his body. He is an elegant person, and he also has a name that matches his identity.

"Since my grandfather came out of Wading Village to work hard and settled here, our family has never been back." Yang Hui invited Xiao Yan and Ansair to sit down, pressed the button to boil water, and said, "I used to be in the village. At that time, everyone farmed and raised by themselves. There was also a private school opened by my husband in the village. At first, we didn't realize that we were different from the outsiders. Since some foreigners came to the village one after another, they have the same name as us. , looks, and living habits are completely different.”

"At that time, the village head quickly realized the difference between us, so we slowly learned about the outside world from the mouths of those outsiders. The village head led some people to build a new village outside the village to house them. Some foreigners, this village is the later Wading Village."

Yang Hui boiled the teacups and tea sets one by one with boiling water, and recounted the past events: "The population of the village has gradually decreased over time. Some young people choose to marry foreigners and live in Wading Village. Just like my grandfather and my father; the rest stayed in our original home until they were buried in the village and took root."

"In our lineage, Mr. Grandpa and Mr. Cheng learned from Danqing, my father and I, so naturally." Yang Hue smiled quite proudly, "Some things don't have to be preserved in order to hide from the world. We live in seclusion in the downtown area. In the past few decades, we have taken in a few good children, they don't need to learn from teachers, as long as the Danqing lineage can be passed on, our Yang family will be worthy of our ancestors and sir."

Xiao Yan was silent for a long time, then stood up and clasped his hands to Yang Hui, who also stood up, and bowed solemnly.

Yang Hui turned sideways and received half a salute, then smiled at Ansair who had some curious eyes: "I have met your father before, and he mentioned to me that his youngest son is very talented in painting , and told me that if one day he comes here, if he wants to learn, I must not hide my secrets."

"How dare I hide my secrets, your father is the ruthless character who almost stripped off my father's beard to learn painting!" Yang Hui remembered the scene of his father reluctantly shaving off his long beard to keep safe, and laughed loudly as he spoke. .

Ansair met Yang Hui's eyes, leaned back uncomfortably, but abruptly corrected his sitting posture, with a small face paralyzed, but his eyes were a little enthusiastic: "Then you can teach me? "

Yang Hui choked, and immediately couldn't help laughing: "I'm afraid it's better to learn from me than the one next to you! I think Mr. Xiao has an extraordinary temperament, and there are traces of holding a pen on his fingers. I'm afraid he has made a lot of achievements in painting and ink painting." ?”

Ansair looked at Xiao Yan's hands upon hearing this. Those hands were still perfectly white, without any deformed bends or calluses. They really didn't look like they had any traces, but looked like works of art.So he refuted Yang Hui in disapproval: "No, his hands are perfect."

This time it was Xiao Yan who was stunned, and then he stretched out his hand in front of Ansair with a smile, and raised his tone slightly: "Ayer likes it?"

Ansair nodded honestly.

Not at all shy or even the slightest bit uncomfortable.

Yang Hui looked at the way the two got along, his eyes wandering between the two of them with interest, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth carried a hint of watching a show.

"This is the key to the studio. From now on, this place will belong to you." Yang Hui threw a brass key to Xiao Yan, and scratched the space, "It's just this place, I still need to keep the studio outside to make money Woolen cloth!"

The moment Xiao Yan received the key, a task reminder sounded in his mind - [Adventure task "The Secret of Wading Village" - Hua, the task has been completed, and a Danqing Bookstore has been rewarded, which has been distributed. 】

[Adventure mission "Secret of Wading Village" - Red Clothes, the mission clue has been updated. 】

[Hiss——I'm so mad ahhhhhhh! ] 3427’s irritable voice sounded again. It had been waiting for this adventure mission to jump, but it still failed to intercept the data. The data stream disappeared too fast. 3427 could only watch the adventure mission update on the panel superior.

Xiao Yan put away the keys, picked up the teacup and took a sip, his eyes brightened slightly: "Good tea!"

Seeing his appearance, Ansair hesitantly imitated Xiao Yan and took a small sip from the teacup. The next second he put the teacup back on the low table with disgust, and gently pushed the cup into the low table with his fingers.

so bitter!