[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

"General Qian?"

Although Qian Fan talked and laughed with them in private, and occasionally made two dirty jokes, but when performing martial arts in public, he was like a god of war.

Xin Qiji was originally a martial arts practitioner, so he would pay extra attention to this aspect.

Soldiers in Linguo don't wear armor, and they don't know how to use all kinds of iron ornaments, copper ornaments, cloaks and high hats to impress their momentum.

When Qian Fan attended meetings as a general, or led troops for drills, he mostly wore uniforms and camouflage uniforms.

And at that time, like Liu Xun, he changed into a serious and indifferent expression, even when his subordinates came to report things, he couldn't help lowering his voice and posture.

Minister Li is engaged in urban design and architecture... His usual hobby is making sand sculptures to make architectural models, and there seems to be no problem.

In his free time, Director Qian...could it be to practice marksmanship and boxing?

Liu Xi knew that he didn't know the layout of the nearby streets, so he just controlled the joystick and walked out.

Xin Qiji followed beside him, observing all kinds of new things while being careful not to let anyone bump into him.

The two of them left the park and turned left. After one block, they arrived at the commercial street. Due to the weekend, there was a lot of traffic here. Xin Qiji subconsciously supported the wheelchair and asked in a low voice, "Shall I push you?"

"It's almost there." Liu Xi pointed to a signboard in the distance and said, "Did you see that cafe?"

Xin Qiji was stunned for a moment, looking for what he said in the string of neon lights on both sides of the long street.

"That's the signboard in the shape of a puppet cat, have you seen it?"

"Oh, is it there?" Xin Qiji adjusted his direction and pushed him over there.

As soon as he walked to the window, he was stunned: "Beaver slave?"

"Ha, do you like cats?" Liu Xi teased the Siamese cat on the other side of the window who was still concentrating on licking meatballs through the glass, and waved: "Let's go, I'll treat you to ice cream."

The receptionist at the door was obviously new, and when he saw Liu Xun, he asked politely, "Sir, do you have an appointment? Today is also a limited number of receptions. If you don't have an appointment, you may have to wait for an hour."

The boss who was counting the bills at the counter in the distance saw Liu Xi sitting in the wheelchair, and rushed over in three steps at a time, with a smile on his face like a flower: "Mr. Liu hasn't been here for a long time, go today Sit on the second floor?"

He realized that there was a new face standing behind the wheelchair, and asked curiously, "Who is this?"

"My housekeeper, this is my first time here." Liu Xi lazily said, "One serving of mango mille-feuille, one durian mille-feuille, two colorful eight-fruit parfaits, served with waffles and hazelnuts, no strawberries—that The taste is too greasy."

Xin Qiji was not listening to the afternoon tea he ordered, but was subconsciously looking at the entire spacious and bright first floor of the coffee shop.

Cat--

So many, so many strange cats.

The entire coffee shop adopts an open and simple post-modern decoration style. Not only is the color matching simple and fashionable, but the sofas and cushions everywhere are made of good materials.

However, the most precious thing is not how well the coffee and cakes are made, but a total of 35 kinds of [-] cats with different colors and personalities.

Guided by the receptionist, they went up to the second floor, found a circular sofa that could get the sun and sat down.

A Siamese cat next to them lazily raised its eyes and glanced at them, then continued to sleep on its belly.

"Why... are there so many cats here?" Xin Qiji vaguely felt that something was wrong: "These cats are all raised by the owner of this coffee shop?"

"Well, Qian Fan is the boss behind him, and he often brings his deputy or friends over to chat with cats." Liu Xi sighed and said, "It's a pity that smoking is strictly prohibited here, because it is said that it is not good for cats."

I am not afraid of accidents when I smoke one pack after another, but at this time, my heart feels sorry for the cat.

"But...why do you keep so many of them?" Xin Qiji still didn't understand: "When drinking coffee, they may roll over and make trouble, making people unable to think quietly."

Qian Fan himself has seen too many lives and deaths, and he is celibate, so he will inevitably be lonely.

In his memory and sleep, there are snow-capped mountains and deserts, gunshots and skeletons, and it is inevitable that he needs a little bit of warmth and comfort from the soft little hair balls.

"The focus of the cat cafe is the cat." Liu Xi looked at him in surprise, and played with the cat teaser to seduce the other Angora: "Many people don't have time to really raise cats, so they come here to get close to them in their spare time." One or two, isn't it very relaxing and convenient?"

Before Xin Qiji could ask any more questions, a puppet cat ran over to him following the smell of grass leaves on his body, and nestled generously into his arms.

This cat is so beautiful!

Although there are dark clouds on the snow, black jade pendant beads, and golden silk tigers or Xiaofei Lian in the Song Dynasty, this is the first time I have seen cats with these appearances!

Whether it is the fur color, pattern, or the shape of the eyes, it is completely different from what he has seen before.

"Look at it well..." Xin Qiji scratched its chin subconsciously, and listened to the puppet cat's purring, and said, "Although General Qian looks tough and rough, he also has such a gentle and delicate side in his heart."

"No, he treats these little cubs like treasures and provides them with delicious food and drink." Liu Xi touched the tip of the puppet cat's tail and said seriously: "I accidentally stepped on a cat last time." He had a cold war with me for a week—finally, I bought a dozen canned cat food and apologized to the owner before he would talk to me!"

Why does it sound like a bad tempered child?

Xin Qiji couldn't help laughing, looked at the sitting or paralyzed elves in this room, and said seriously: "It's a very solemn thing for us to take the cat home."

"If you are picking up the owner's cat, you must give the owner a bag of salt."

"If you pick up a kitten born to a wild cat, you have to wear a string of small fish and send it to the mother cat before you can take the kitten away."

Liu Xi took the parfait brought by the waiter, scooped up the fruit and listened to him chattering, while looking at the cat in the house: "Do you want to raise it?"

"Eh?" Xin Qiji was stunned for a moment, "This...isn't this General Qian's cat?"

"His sons are too many to take care of, and he is always worried about which one will be bald." Liu Xi looked at the nearby cats with a slight smile: "I didn't have time to serve before, of course I wouldn't take care of them." Do—but if you like it, we'll take one home."

The meaning of what he said was that he regarded Xin Qiji as an equal roommate and asked him what he meant.

This is nothing in the eyes of Lin Guo people, but it is already a very strange question for Song Guo, who is dignified and dignified.

"But—but I didn't prepare dried fish and salt." Xin Qiji said halfway, then realized that this was not in Lin'an, and said seriously: "What are the rules here?"

"Second Boss and I are old friends. If you want to hug, you can just hug the one that matches you." Liu Zi saw that the Siamese in the window had come to the second floor to rub his calf, and smiled and took the little Siamese. Hugged into his arms: "Do coal diggers like it?"

The kitten's face is dark in the middle, but its bright blue eyes are full of wit.

The term "coal digger" is really quite vivid. The four-clawed ears and face are all dark, as if they had just dug a coal pile.

"This kind of cat is always born like this, but some of them get darker as they get older, and some of them will gradually fade in color." Liu Xi is actually too lazy to shovel shit and feel embarrassed to trouble the nanny. Come here today Playing instead moved my mind: "Do you like it?"

Xin Qiji touched its small head cautiously, feeling a little ridiculous.

If the Song people knew that he didn't study his homework on the so-called 'weekend', but instead chatted with Liu Yuanshou in the teahouse, a group of people would be able to write all kinds of notes before the emperor frowned, wishing to tear him apart.

"Then take it back?" Liu Xi's eyes lit up: "This little guy is only half a year old, and he is close to the two of us. Give him a name and take him back to raise him?"

"Okay." Xin Qiji thought for a while and said, "Let's call him Mo Mo."

Liu Zi nodded with a smile, leaned over and kissed the little guy on the forehead, and said seriously: "I'll leave it to you to take care of him."

Xin Qiji didn't realize that he had been betrayed, but felt that Liu Xi's trust in entrusting the cat to him was a kind of recognition for himself, so he nodded with a smile.

Every day in high school is hard.

Now three meals a day are taken care of by a special person, but because of remedial lessons, reviewing and previewing, Xin Qiji goes to bed late and wakes up early every day.

Although he is not a top-notch figure in this middle school, but in terms of diligence and concentration in doing things, there are really few people who can match him.

Although the teacher arranged for preview and review, and told them what to memorize, most of the students ignored it. As long as they passed the exam, it didn't matter, and they could copy their homework.

But Xin Qiji really does everything well, even when writing simplified characters, he is meticulous in drawing and drawing. Usually, when it is his turn to clean the classroom, one person can take over the work of the entire sanitation team, and the windows are wiped like mirrors. like.

Mo Mo is a very clingy cat. It seems that autumn is coming soon. When the weather cools down, he either sleeps on Liu Xi's quilt, or sleeps under Xin Qiji's desk lamp, waiting for him to finish his homework and preview. After homework, drill under the quilt together.

As time goes by, it really feels like reading with me.

The difference from Song State is that when studying in Lin State, exams can be taken more frequently than meals.

There is a quiz after each unit, a monthly exam at the beginning of each month, and a mid-term exam in the middle of each semester, and some teachers have to ask their parents to sign as long as their paper scores are lower than the average.

As an international student, Xin Qiji had no parents or the like. When he got over 30 points in the first physics test, he had to ask Liu Xi to sign after deliberation.

He has made obvious progress in other subjects, but the branches of physics itself are complicated and there are too many knowledge points. If you learn here, you can't figure it out. How could it be possible to get it done.

Liu Xun was secretly reading martial arts rumors in his busy schedule. When he saw Xin Qiji coming to him with a look of embarrassment on his face, he waved his hand to signal him to come in. He stroked the cat with one hand while helping him read the papers. He calmly analyzed where the knowledge nodes were not cleared, and where Test-taking skills are not proficient enough.

Xin Qiji was very ashamed in his heart, and while feeling that he was not working hard enough, he memorized everything he had taught him, thinking about getting higher scores in the exam to prove himself.

Liu Xi knew what the nerd was thinking as soon as he saw the super serious look on his face, smiled and explained a few more words, and then signed his name with a big stroke of a pen.

This paper was later collected for inspection, and the physics teacher was stunned when he saw the word 'Liu Xi'.

What's the situation—what's the relationship between these two? ! ! !

Liu Xi, is that Liu Xi who is the head of state of our country? !

The director who was a little clearer at the side came over and muttered a few words in a low voice.

The physics teacher's face turned pale.

She didn't give a lot of training to Xin Qiji for not being enlightened! ! !

Since then, no one dared to ask Xin Qiji's family members to sign.

I can't afford to offend, I really can't afford to offend.