There are countless hot spots on the Internet every day, and the "wind" and "waves" caused by Ji Lin's butterfly are just a small wave, which will soon be covered by a new heat wave.

The follow-up turmoil of the chess game lies in two people, two people who Ji Lin has some surprises, one of whom is Ichiro Yamamoto.

"Damn, damn Middle-earth!"

In a dimly lit bar, a pimple-faced dwarf slammed his fist on the table, a mouthful of alcohol.

"Boy, you'd better keep your mouth clean, believe it or not I'm going to beat you?"

A security guard came over with his fists rubbed and looked at the dwarf with disdain.

"Eight 'ga', do you know who I am? I'm Ichiro Yamamoto, the national grandmaster of island chess. ”

The dwarf shook his hair without washing for a few days, his long hair was full of dandruff, and he looked proud.

Syllable!

As soon as the words fell, a beer bottle had been slammed on the dwarf's head, and the security guard kicked the dwarf in anger.

"What happened? How can you hit someone? ”

The manager walked over and looked at the security guard with some anger.

"Manager Liu, he is Ichiro Yamamoto who was abused into a 'dog' by Master Ji Lin."

The security guard excitedly pointed at the dwarf and shouted.

"Well done, your salary will be increased by 30% next month, brothers, drag me out."

Manager Liu kicked at the dwarf and laughed loudly.

"Eight 'ga', you Shenzhou pigs, I'm going to call the police!"

After being thrown on the street like a dog, Ichiro Yamamoto looked crazy.

However, when the bureau came, when the catcher in charge of registration heard the name "Ichiro Yamamoto", his originally smiling face darkened.

The relationship between China and the island nation has never been very harmonious.

But the people are generally very polite and polite to the island people, after all, others are foreign guests.

If you want to blame this, you can only blame Ichiro Yamamoto for being a strange person, and his performance in the chess game is too arrogant.

After the spread of the Internet, Ichiro Yamamoto is now a celebrity in Geumgang County, but his reputation is not very good.

After a simple registration in the bureau, he waited expectantly for a few days, but there was no more, and Ichiro Yamamoto suddenly understood that he had been tricked.

"Bastard, I'm going to make you pay."

Ichiro Yamamoto was furious and made a phone call to the island nation.

"Among the young people of Middle-earth, there is such a figure?"

After listening to the whole story, among the maple leaves flying in the sky under Mount Fuji, an old man in a white practice uniform was slightly stunned, and a meaningful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Master, please come to Middle-earth once."

"It doesn't matter if I lose alone, but we can't lose the face of our island people." On the other end of the phone, Ichiro Yamamoto said anxiously.

"Rest assured, we at Sun Heavy Industries recently happened to have a plan to visit Shenzhou."

"Yulei Group is our brotherhood unit, and the old man will communicate with them when the time comes."

"Hi, thank you staff, and have a great trip."

After hanging up the phone, Ichiro Yamamoto laughed loudly and said through gritted teeth:

"Ji Linjun, although you can defeat me, my master is a grandmaster, and you are dead."

……

Huanhuaxi is a rich area in Shudi, located in the second ring of Jinjiang County, quiet in the middle of the noisy, there are many independent villas here, and Lingxiao Pavilion is located near Du Fu's thatched cottage.

Walking all the way from Du Fu's thatched cottage and passing through the cultural corridor of celebrities in the past dynasties, there is the beautiful Huanhuaxi Park.

A green mountain, a pool of green water, and egrets fly together in the park, which is a very elegant and leisurely wetland park in Jinjiang County.

Among them, on the shore of Canglang Lake, dressed in white and snowy, the girl is practicing yoga in the rising sun.

On the grass on the side, an old man in a white exercise uniform was playing Tai Chi on a limited basis.

The old man should be in his eighties, but his forehead is as childish as his early sixties, and there is a faint terrifying essence bursting out of his eyes.

"Girl, you've been feeding the goldfish for ten minutes, aren't you afraid that these koi will die?"

After finishing a set of one hundred and eight style Tai Chi, the old man smiled kindly when he saw the girl staring blankly at the lake.

"Grandpa, no, I just thought about something for a moment and fell into deep thought."

The girl stuck out her tongue and threw the bread in her hand to the poor husky who was sticking out her tongue and wagging her tail.

"Girl, do you have a sweetheart? That's not how you talked to me before. ”

Seeing that there was something wrong with the girl's expression, a trace of suspicion flashed in the old man's eyes.

"No, grandpa, I'm ...... I just think our new colleagues are so good. ”

The girl wanted to lie, but under the old man's fierce gaze, she was defeated.

"Awesome? Could it be that his attainments in Chinese studies can surpass your grandfather and me? The old man was a little disdainful.

Yulei Group is well-known all over the world, and has given birth to many well-known workers who have moved the world for more than 100 years.

But since the Republic of China, the archaeological department has never been born, even if it is a master who can go abroad.

In the old man's view, the most intact places for the inheritance of Chinese culture in the present world are Baodao and Xiangjiang, followed by those overseas Chinese gathering places in Southeast Asia.

Even if you don't go to places like island countries and stick countries, you can still learn the true and pure quintessence of China, but there is no national study in the Central Plains.

Such an era made the old man very disappointed and felt a little sad.

If it weren't for the girl's insistence on not wanting to leave her, and the fact that there were still a few old men in the Yulei Group who were good at Chinese studies, the old man would not let the girl go to work in the Yulei Group.

The older generation is just a new employee, where can his foundation in Chinese culture be profound?

Could it be that in the name of Chinese studies, he wants to conspire against his precious granddaughter, right?

"Grandpa, what do you think, Ji Lin is not that kind of person."

Seeing the old man's vigilant face, the girl shrugged her shoulders, a little helpless.

"It's your birthday on the weekend, you go and invite that kid over to show grandpa."

"If he can enter the eyes of the old man, then your "grandfather" and parents will help you 'get it'. ”

"Grandpa, you...... I'll ignore you, huh! ”

Hearing this, the girl's face was slightly red, she stomped her foot angrily, turned away, and was followed by a dazed husky.

"Brother Du, is there any news about the young man who cracked the Xichuan endgame?"

Not long after Du Shiya left, an old man in black who was exercising in the morning walked over.

"The old man has mobilized people from all walks of life to search for it in the past few days, but he can only speculate that the kid lives in the area of Huanhua Creek."

"But he doesn't know who his name is." Du Lao shook his head, and there was a little loss in his tone.

"The dragon is fighting in the wilderness, its blood is Xuanhuang, and it is less than a month before the Xuanhuang Dragon War."

"If we can't find that kid, we're going to have a hard time."

Jiang Lao frowned, with a hint of worry.

These two elders are Du Lao and Jiang Lao whom Ji Lin met in Dongpo Square on the first day when he returned to Shudi, and Du Lao is the grandfather of Du Shiya, the big beauty of the Yulei Group!

Ji Lin, who didn't know that a dark tide was coming, was sitting in his office reading the "Jinjiang Morning Post".

A piece of news from the island nation caught Ji Lin's attention.

"Sun Heavy Industries, a well-known group in the island country, will visit Shenzhou Yulei Group in a week under the leadership of the internationally renowned ancient architecture expert Inu Fuji."

"Little guy, I haven't seen you for fifty years, have you forgotten the lesson of the year?"

Looking at the elegant old man in a suit and leather shoes in the newspaper, a trace of disdain flashed in Ji Lin's eyes.

The status of Puppy Fuji in Sun Heavy Industry is comparable to that of the three elders in the Yulei Group.

But unlike the three elders, the puppy is in good health and is still active in the world of Chinese studies.

Such a sudden visit to Middle-earth by such a person, if it had nothing to do with Ichiro Yamamoto, Ji Lin would not believe anything.

"In the past, there was an old Tom who wanted to come to Xiangjiang, and now there is a little dog who comes to China."

"It seems that I have been dormant for many years, and these old boys have taken my old words as wind in their ears."

His fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, and Ji Lin's smile was very cold.

Ji Lin went to the United States 70 years ago, although he was not in China, he was very concerned about the domestic dynamics.

Most of the petty people who had a bad plot against Middle-earth, whenever they passed through New York State, Ji Lin would invite them to his private estate for tea.

Tea is naturally good tea, but tea drinkers will not experience the third taste at all, except for fear and trembling.

If people's ** is not contained, it is bound to become greedy and gain inches.

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying." Standing in front of the window and watching the maple leaves drift away, Ji Lin sighed slightly.

"Weijia has returned to his hometown, and the warriors of Ande are guarding the Quartet."

Footsteps behind him approached, followed by a heavenly sound.

"Shangguan Xue, you still haven't gotten off work so late?"

Hearing the faint "body" fragrance coming from the wind, Ji Lin turned around and smiled.

"I was in a hurry and forgot to get my bike keys."

Although Shangguan Xue was an iceberg beauty, she was also a little flustered by Ji Lin's deep and dark eyes, and smiled faintly.

Whoa!

While speaking, it suddenly rained heavily outside the window, Shangguan Xue's "pretty" face was slightly pale, and a trace of gloom flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"It seems that I can only 'spend' the night in the office today."

shrugged her shoulders, as soon as Shangguan Xue's words came out, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, and secretly said that her words should not make Ji Lin ambiguous, right?

Fortunately, Ji Lin's eyes were still looking out the window, and he didn't seem to think much about it.

While Shangguan Xue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, an indescribable sense of loss suddenly surged in her heart.

"If you don't mind, I'll take you home."

"Huh?"

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Shangguan Xue hesitated for a moment, but still nodded: "Then there is Lao Jilin." ”

Ji Lin walked to the desk in the middle, picked up an umbrella, and prepared to send Guan Xue home.

"This umbrella?" Glancing at the oil umbrella in Ji Lin's hand like an ink painting in Jiangnan, Shangguan Xue's "delicate" body 'trembled', and her beautiful eyes were full of vibration.

"Isn't this umbrella a bit rustic? But I've used it for years, and I'm used to it. ”

Ji Lin smiled slightly, looking at the oil umbrella with a little embarrassment.

This oil umbrella has been used by Ji Lin for more than 2,000 years!

"If Ji Lin, your oil umbrella is also called 'soil', then I am afraid that there is no umbrella in this world that can be called elegant." Shangguan Xue smacked her lips and said angrily.

"Could it be that Shangguan Xue also has a study of umbrellas?" Hearing this, Ji Lin was a little surprised.

The "umbrella" is one of the quintessences of Middle-earth civilization, which has had a huge impact for more than 2,000 years and has penetrated into the daily life of every ordinary person.

But it is precisely because the "umbrella" is so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people that many people ignore the past and present life of the "umbrella".

"This umbrella is made of bamboo, when it is gathered, it is like a lone pine and proud snow, and when it is opened, it is like an ancient gentleman who is frank and open."

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be at least a thousand years old."

As Shangguan Xue spoke, she looked at Ji Lin with some displeasure.

Isn't it too extravagant to shelter from the wind and rain with such an antique?

"The name of this umbrella is Qiaoyun, and it was made in the late Spring and Autumn Period, and it was given by a friend of my Lu country that year."

"After more than two years of wind and rain, it is still intact." Ji Lin sighed slightly.

"That friend of yours is really good to you, he can give such a precious antique to him, but you don't know how to cherish it, is this love disrespecting him?"

Shangguan Xue was originally a straightforward person, so he naturally spoke a little harshly.

"My friend is a well-known craftsman in Lu, and his greatest wish is to make the best use of things."

"The umbrella is a shade from the sun and rain, and if I keep it at home, it will be the greatest disrespect to him."

"And what's your friend's name?"

"He called Ban Lose."