The rainy season that began after the Dragon Boat Festival has not meant to stop, and there are two days off before the high school entrance examination, and this year's college entrance examination will start on the 7th.

June 5th, the month of Bingwu, the day of the Lunar New Year, the rainy season.

After days of rain, the room was a little damp, and it was inevitable that the quilt was moist, and it was not very comfortable to sleep.

Liu Chang'an's mood was still at peace, he got up early and fried dried plum vegetables (dried mustard greens) and shredded meat, made a fried noodles and ate them, and began to write a sticker, Zhuge Liang's "Teacher Table".

After writing without waiting for the ink to dry, the paper was thrown into the furnace, how many famous masters of the works throughout the ages, are treated like this, for many people difficult to find a word of ink treasure, but also just waved casually, not every calligraphy and painting will be satisfied, think that can represent their own peak level.

The loaches in the puddle outside the door are fed to the dregs every day, and they are still alive and kicking, and some have begun to recover the ability to burrow and drill mud under the water, compared to the loaches are more cute than the yellow eel, although the yellow eel is delicious, but it looks a little disgusting.

Liu Changan brushed another layer of tung oil on his oil-paper umbrella, roasted it on the edge of the stove for a while, watched the oily and shiny umbrella surface, and then went to Boss Lan's bookstore to find books with the umbrella.

Boss Lan was not in the bookstore, and the proprietress said that he went to Baisha Park to play chess.

Baisha Park is built on a hill in the city, there is an attic on the top of the mountain, and naturally many stories and legends are also attached, many times in many places in the country, are in the history books or poems to find an allusion, it can be carried forward into the so-called cultural attractions, just thousands of years of history, countless literati and ink writers, emperors and generals, legendary myths, enough to make any place excavate the cultural tourist attractions, build a temple, set up a shrine, and travel agencies and tour guides colluded to start the circle of money.

Relatively speaking, Baisha Park is worthy of its name, there are Baisha ancient wells under the park, this well has not dried up for thousands of years, the earliest name Baisha ancient well is probably a matter of the Ming Dynasty, during the Qing Dynasty, many poor people draw water here, sell the whole city, rely on it for a living, at the end of the Qing Dynasty, the people who pick up and sell water mostly live by the well, so the formation of Baisha Street, before Liu Changan will also come here to draw water to make tofu, wine and the like, these years people have drunk enough of all kinds of direct drinking water, come to Baisha ancient well to carry water and there are more people, every time there is a retired old man every day early to pick up water, occasionally the old bones fall a handful, the water is poured all over the ground, people enter the hospital, and the son and daughter-in-law are a bit of resentment。

Liu Changan held an umbrella and slowly walked to the top of the park, there is a long corridor of 100 meters on the top of the mountain, several pavilions, and there are middle-aged and elderly photography enthusiasts carrying various equipment to photograph a middle-aged woman, and in the dream of middle-aged women's beauty, cheongsam and colorful silk scarves are of course indispensable.

Liu Changan looked at this lovely girl for a while, waving a silk scarf to show her Miaoman's figure, and the full abdomen and fat waist and buttocks that the cheongsam couldn't wrap were also very cute.

Boss Lan was playing chess in the innermost pavilion, and his face was not good.

"I'm just a stranger to chess over the years, when I was sitting here, which of you was my opponent?"

"Lao Lan, you can be convinced, this is no longer the place where you are the king and hegemon. ”

"Come again, come again, I don't believe it!"

"If you don't come, you've lost three times in a row, and if you lose again, I'm afraid you'll have high blood pressure!"

Liu Changan pulled Boss Lan and waved his hand, "Boss Lan, let me come and meet him for a while, and I will use the three things you taught me." ”

Boss Lan was stunned for a moment, and vaguely felt that this scene was like meeting Professor Liu back then, so he couldn't help but let go.

"Little Housheng, if you only have three things for Lao Lan, I'll let you die!" The other party didn't dare to hold it up, but since it was Boss Lan's foil, how powerful could it be?

After a while, Boss Lan had already laughed, "Make you crazy, make you crazy, and let a pawn discount your legs!"

There was nothing to struggle with in the chess game, and the opponent reopened in the heckling around him.

Of course, the one who lost was not convinced, and after another game, the result was still the same, Liu Changan killed all sides in this small pavilion, one after another, and won Boss Lan's face was full of red light, after all, Liu Changan played with his name of "three things".

After the gang broke up, Boss Lan sighed and faced the reality, "Back then, your father and I were the overlords of the chess corner in this Baisha Park, and the two took turns to dominate, and now these defeated generals are showing off their strength one by one......"

Boss Lan wiped his eyes, remembering his own past, and of course, Professor Liu, who destroyed the other party in a chatter and laughter.

Liu Changan didn't reveal whether he was the king alone, or took turns to dominate, but just smiled: "I want to ask you something, where did the female student who had a scandal with Professor Liu go later?"

"Why are you asking this?" Boss Lan looked at Liu Changan strangely, "The things of the previous generation have all passed." ”

"I'll just ask. ”

"I don't know, I inquire, how many years ago...... Two years earlier, my mother-in-law said that she had met her. Boss Lan nodded and knocked on the chessboard, "I'm in for a treat, and I'll have two more games after eating?"

"No problem, let you see the ancestral secret skills of the Liu family. ”

"I thought your father was bragging?"

"Is he a braggart?"

"There are not many people who can brag than him, and he also said that he has the ancient score of "Dream into the Divine Machine", and asked him where he was, and he told me that he was buried, and he forgot where to bury it...... Maybe one day the archaeology will be dug up...... Haha, I think you're much more honest than him. ”

"What he said was true. ”

“......”

Liu Changan and Boss Lan played chess for a day, and went to Taiwan Island a while ago, Liu Changan knew that Su Xiaocui had some vague things, he never liked to force others, and he didn't care much about what the other party was hiding, but it reminded him of some experiments he did when he was Professor Liu, although he felt that it was meaningless at the time, but for what he wanted to do now, it may not be really useless.

Qin Peng handed over Qin Yanan to him, since he promised to take care of her, he couldn't use the method that took effect on Su Xiaocui, right?

Back at home, Liu Changan took out the rattan bookcase from under the bed, opened the diary, flipped through it, and found the experiment logs, but unfortunately these logs were just some idle and boring trivial topics, and the data text that really recorded the key information could not be brought out of the laboratory.

Fortunately, the college entrance examination is imminent, and I still have to take the entrance examination to Hunan University, so I may have the opportunity to contact those dusty logs again.