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With his previous thoughts, Yan Yun decided to rot in his stomach.

If that idea came out, it would definitely lose points for himself and Qi Yi.

"Qi Yi. Yan Yun rarely calls Qi Yi's name, she can use too many nicknames to call Qi Yi, and there are very few when she needs a name to appear.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Yan Yun surprised Qi Yi every time he called Qi Yi's name.

Whether it's grandpa or Qi Zi, Qi Yi is already very used to it, but Qi Yi makes him feel strange, as if he didn't have this name in the first place.

"It's not the case, why are you so surprised? Isn't the name just for people?" Yan Yun knew that he had just thought too much about it before, and his mood began to become very happy.

"Qi Zi has been doing it for a long time, and he will always be a little servile, and he will be a little servile all of a sudden, and he will not be able to adapt to it. Qi Yi saw that Yan Yun was happy, and his mood was much better.

Yan Yun didn't really meet a handsome guy on the plane, and then walked out hand in hand, the cousin wanted to return to China together, no matter how he thought about it, Yan Yun couldn't possibly refuse.

"It turns out that servility is so easy to cultivate~" After Yan Yun cooperated, he remembered a very classical thing because of the word "servility": "Aren't you, tell me when you meet, how was the fate calculated after the Spring Festival in 1073 AD?"

"Are you still thinking about this?" Qi Yi thought that Yan Yun had forgotten the fate of his previous life that he had casually mentioned before.

When Qi Yigang and Yan Yun, Yan Yun would ask every day what it meant, but Qi Yi never announced the "algorithm", he hoped that when Yan Yun had nothing to do, he would have something to do, and save his thoughts.

After Yan Yun asked three or four times, Qi Yi waited for the meeting to tell her, and after that, Yan Yun did not ask again, nor did he give any answers to his own guesses.

Yan Yun studied science in high school, and history or something was not her strong point.

The key is 1073 AD, the age is too long, the Northern Song Dynasty, the sixth year of Xining, and the Year of the Ox are leap years.

For the fate of 1073 AD, Yan Yun also went to the state library to find a Chinese history book to read.

However, in such a long time, the records in the history books are also extremely limited, and the official history is also a record of singing praises of virtue.

In the first month, he argued about what Taimiao and other temples, and in February, he won a big battle.

Yan Yun looked back and forth twice, but didn't see the reason at all.

After the Spring Festival in 1073 AD, what happened to doom her and Qi Yi's fate?

In the end, I can only accept the fact that there is still a big gap between my IQ and the "god operator".

"Can you not want to? Your Zhenzhen has words, and you didn't imagine it out of thin air, aren't you just to make me puzzled?" Yan Yun was really curious.

But Yan Yun had thought about this for too long, and a lot of brain cells had died, so he waited for Qi Yi to tell her after the meeting.

"Is it that exaggerated? What are you thinking?" Qi Yi was only improvising at the time, in order to give Yan Yun something to do.

"What can I think of such a long time ago in the Northern Song Dynasty, anyway, I looked at the history and didn't find any clues. Yan Yun honestly explained his "deeds".

"History, you're looking in the wrong direction. Qi also felt that Yan Yun was very cute when he was serious.

"Ah, in 1073 A.D., what are you looking for if you don't look for history?" Yan Yun's curiosity continued unabated.

"You look in the direction of your studies. Qi also began to give some hints to Yan Yun, who had no clue.

"Learning? Isn't that even more unremarkable? How to find the date of learning? In 1073 AD, Wang Anshi has not yet quit the prime minister. Wang Anshi, the Eight Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties, Yan Yun studied the history books and saw a familiar name.

"It's the Tang and Song Dynasty families, yes, but it's not Wang Anshi, who is a little more accomplished than him. Qi also continued to prompt.

"Uh, the most famous, Su Shi?" Yan Yun tried hard to recall the ancient knowledge of high school, and it seemed that there were already one or two of the eight families who couldn't remember it.

"Well, it's so smart, it's Su Shi. Qi also praised Yan Yun.

"What's smart? Don't ravage my IQ, I'm still confused, you can just tell me the answer." Yan Yun knew that he would definitely not be able to come up with an answer.

From 1071 to 1074 AD, Su Shi served as the general judge of Hangzhou and wrote many poems about the West Lake. Qi Yi paused here.

"And then?" Yan Yun knew that Qi Yi was deliberately learning the rhythm of the words she often used.

"After the Spring Festival in 1073 AD, he wrote the second poem of the first sunny day and the rain on the drinking lake. ”

"If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, light makeup and heavy makeup are always appropriate?" As a native of Zhejiang, writing poems about West Lake, Yan Yun is relatively impressed.

"No, it's the above two sentences, the water is shining and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. The front sentence has your name, the back sentence has my name, and there is a strange one behind the word, and it is still complete Qi Yi when read upside down. As early as 1073, Su Dongpo wrote down our fate, are you destined?" Qi also made his basis clear in detail.

"Qi ~ Yi, are you a little too boring like this? This can also be called the fate destined in the previous life?" Yan Yun was completely speechless.

"Ever since I read this poem in high school, I've always thought about it. Isn't this destined fate?" Qi Yi was completely an expression that welcomed the "opposing defense friend" to give evidence.

"Well, I'm speechless, you won. Yan Yun lost to the phrase "from reading this poem in high school".

"If I win, will there be a prize?" Qi Yi asked Yan Yun.

"Uh~ No, what about those letters you wrote to me?" Yan Yun decided to change the topic and talk about the business of asking Qi Yi to come out today.

"I didn't take it, I made up a code of the letter I wrote to you when I returned to China for the Chinese New Year, and we wrote letters every day in high school, and basically didn't write time in the letters.

I started to make my letter electronic after dinner today, and I almost didn't finish it.

I will take back the letters you wrote to me later, and when I have sorted out all your letters, made them into electronic files in chronological order, and then returned to you the letters I wrote to you before.

Before you go back to Melbourne, I'll be able to give you a full electronic file. Qi also did not bring his own letter.

Yan Yun temporarily called him out, but Qi Yi had not yet completed the production of his part of the electronic file, so he simply decided to sort out the correspondence and then give it to Yan Yun.

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