Superior hotels are different, sleep and wake up.

Chen Tang walked out of the room and looked, the suite was quiet, and the beauties have always attached great importance to sleep, so they announced to the world last night that they must sleep until three o'clock in the sun today.

Chen Tang naturally didn't bother, washed up briefly, did "Skylark Changchun Gong", and then went out to prepare for breakfast.

The restaurant is on the eighteenth floor, when the morning light in Yanjing is still early, and the sun at 8 o'clock has not yet spread the skyline of Yanjing.

The avenue below is already full of traffic, and the city is waking up at breakneck speed.

Of course, the perspective of the 18th floor is very good, Chen Tang can see the Forbidden City in the early morning sunshine, the Houhai Sea not far away, high-rise buildings, and rows of trees. Not affected by yesterday's events, he was in a good mood.

As one of the top three super 5-star hotels in Yanjing, Tang Dynasty Hotel has a wide variety of breakfasts.

Chen Tang was almost dazzled, took soy milk, eggs and xiaolongbao, and then picked a window seat, sat down and tasted it slowly.

Tastes good.

Gently biting down on a xiaolongbao, in Chen Tang's afterglow, a person slowly walked over.

He looks not young, he should be in his seventies, and those simple breakfasts in his hands should be guests who have come to eat.

The old man slowly passed by Chen Tang's table, and Chen Tang didn't care at first, but suddenly the soles of the old man's feet slipped, as if he had stepped on something, and his body was crooked, and he was about to fall to the ground.

Chen Tang was taken aback, if an old man in his seventies fell, it would not be a joke.

With the soup bag in his mouth, Chen Tang's eyes were quick, his figure flashed, and he had already supported the old man with both hands.

"Grandpa, are you alright?"

Chen Tang breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he moved quickly.

The old man seemed to tremble, turned his head, and his voice trembled a little: "What do you call me?" ”

Chen Tang was stunned for a moment and said, "Grandpa, depending on your age, it should be okay for me to call you grandpa." ”

"Yes, you can." The old man stood up straight and said loudly, "I'm 72 years old, and I can indeed be your grandfather according to my age." ”

Chen Tang chewed the soup dumpling in his mouth, and he realized that although the old man in front of him was a little rickety, his face was ruddy and refreshed, and the whole person exuded a strong atmosphere.

"If you look closely, you're so young."

Chen Tang is telling the truth.

The old man laughed "haha", full of anger: "No, it's old, now, it's the world of you young people." ”

"Grow old and strong—"

"Thank you, young man." The old man looked very happy, he pointed to the opposite side of Chen Tang, "Can I sit?" ”

Chen Tang was stunned for a moment and said, "Yes, yes." ”

The old man sat down immediately, and he took a bowl of millet porridge, an egg, and a basket of steamed buns.

"Young man, you're eating too little." The old man said, "When I'm your age, I can eat three steamed buns in one meal!" ”

Chen Tang was a little embarrassed and said with a smile: "Well, just eat a little bit of breakfast." ”

"Well, now is the time to grow your body." The old man pushed his bun in front of Chen Tang, "Hey, this steamed bun is for you." ”

"It's-"

"Don't refuse!"

The old man looked very majestic, and his tone was deep and undeniable.

Chen Tang was a little confused, this old man is too familiar.

"Well, thank you."

Chen Tang is not easy to refuse.

The early morning sunlight slowly filtered in through the window, and Chen Tang ate the delicious soup dumplings and looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window. But after a while, he noticed the slightest unusualness.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he found that the old man on the other side was staring at him.

"What? Finished eating? The old man said kindly, "It's not enough, you wait, I'll bring it to you." ”

Chen Tang hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, it's enough, it's enough, and I haven't finished eating it yet." ”

The old man sat down and said with a smile: "Eat more, the breakfast in this hotel is good." ”

Chen Tang was a little suspicious of this old man now.

He showed too much enthusiasm.

In my impression, I don't know this old man.

"Grandpa, what are you doing in Yanjing?" Chen Tang asked tentatively, "Tourism? ”

The old man looked at Chen Tang with a loving face, and said with a smile: "My grandson is studying in Yanjing, and I think about it very much at home, so I came over to take a look." ”

"Then your grandson is so happy."

Chen Tang is telling the truth.

Being remembered is a very happy thing in itself.

"Happiness—" the old man repeated the two words, "is it really happiness?" ”

The sun shone into his eye sockets, and Chen Tang clearly saw that there were faint tears gushing out of the eyes of the old man opposite.

"What's wrong? Did I say the wrong thing? Chen Tang hurriedly apologized, "Why are you-"

The old man wiped his eyes, waved his hand and smiled, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

The topic was cut off, Chen Tang drank soy milk, and the millet porridge and eggs in front of the old man opposite had not moved, and he still seemed to be staring at Chen Tang.

Chen Tang was a little weak-hearted, this old man, what are you looking at.

It seemed that the gap had reached Chen Tang's embarrassment, and the old man turned his gaze away and took out a mobile phone.

"Phew", Chen Tang suddenly felt very relaxed. The old man on the other side has a very strong eye, staring at a person's words, giving people a lot of pressure.

“timi！”

At this moment, Chen Tang suddenly heard an extremely familiar voice in his ears.

It's-

Isn't this the voice before the start of Glory of Kings?

With a puzzled face, he turned his head and found that the old man's mobile phone on the opposite side had opened the Glory of Kings!

What the hell is this?

An old man in his 70s also plays Glory of Kings?

Is this game already so national?

"You-" Chen Tang was really curious, "Glory of the King?" ”

The old man smiled, shook his phone, and said, "Yes, you should play too." ”

Oh my God, it's real?

"You play too?"

"Play, what, can't you?"

"Yes, I just think—"

"Think I'm so old and still playing your young people's games?"

"That's not what I meant."

"It's okay, it's true that an old man like me rarely plays games."

"Then why are you playing?"

"Why?" The old man smiled and said, "Because my grandson is playing." ”

Chen Tang was stunned.

Grandson playing?

What is the reason for this?

The old man continued, "My grandson, who has always grown up with me when I was a child, has a good relationship with me. Later, when he came to Yenching to go to university, he talked to me a lot less every time he went back, and I observed for a while and found that he was playing this game. ”

"So-"

"So." The old man stared at Chen Tang with his eyes and said with a smile, "So, I want to continue to be cordial with my grandson, and I want to continue to have a lot of topics to talk about with my grandson." ”

"You're so nice to your grandson." Chen Tang sighed, "He is so happy. ”

"Yes, he's happy." The old man smiled, "He is very handsome, he studies very well, he plays games well, he respects his elders, loves the country, in my eyes, he is a good young man." ”

Chen Tang thought the old man was very funny, and joked: "It's too coincidental, I happen to be such a person." ”

(End of chapter)