Yan Zhengting is an old man with a face full of traces of time, and wrinkles tell the past. The eyes are not as cloudy as the average old man, with clarity and profundity. Dressed in a Tang costume, he looks extremely energetic, his body is old, and the book-like aura is still very strong.

In the first year of high school, I also heard that Yan Zhengting, and when I saw a contemporary literary giant for the first time, I couldn't help but feel a little throbbing in my heart. For knowledge, people are respected, a generation of literary giants, upright, and fearful.

At this moment, Yan Zhengting's eyebrows were gloomy, and when he saw Zhao Xinlan, the wrinkles on his face moved, and he smiled: "Xinlan, why don't you come to me these days." ”

Zhao Xinlan said with a smile: "This time is indeed a bit busy, delayed, isn't it here that I have time today." ”

Yan Zhengting nodded with a smile, glanced at the few people next to him, and Zhao Xinlan began to introduce: "These three are all my friends, and they are all your fans." ”

Yan Zhengting laughed: "Fans are the words of your young people, I don't like this, but since we recognize the old age, we can communicate more." ”

Yan Zhengting's smile stiffened as he spoke, it turned out that he saw the scholar next to him, and he said lightly: "Master Yandao, you go out first, and I'll talk to these little friends for a few words." ”

"Yes, father. The teacher bowed and went out.

Zhao Xinlan raised her eyebrows, and called by name and surname, she did quarrel.

"Hey, this girl is a little familiar. Yan Zhengting said when he saw Mu Qichen.

"Does Mr. Yan know me?" Mu Qichen smiled.

"I seem to have an impression. Yan Zhengting was thinking.

Zhao Xinlan said: "The genius girl who plays the piano, does Grandpa Yan have any impression?"

"Huh?" Yan Zhengting's eyes lit up, "I remember, did you perform in Yanjing a few years ago?"

Mu Qichen smiled skillfully: "Yes." ”

Yan Zhengting smiled: "When an old friend pulled me to see a performance, the girl was you, and he also said that you have the potential to become the top musician." ”

"Thanks for the compliment. Mu Qichen was a little shy.

Gao Rou Jiayan Zhengting naturally didn't know him, and he couldn't beat the eight poles, but they were all people brought by Zhao Xinlan, and he greeted with a smile.

"This young man ......" Yan Zhengting glanced at Gao for a pause, and also felt a little familiar.

"High school freshman. Gao Yi bowed slightly, "I haven't congratulated Old Yan on his birthday yet." ”

When it comes to birthday, Yan Zhengting's smile gradually narrowed: "If you have a heart, I will receive it, which is much better than some people who don't know what to do." ”

Gao Yi glanced at the door, guessing something.

"Tonight's birthday party is a joke. Yan Zhengting shook his head, "It's nondescript." ”

"I also think it's strange, Grandpa Yan, you would do this for your birthday party. Zhao Xinlan said, obviously she understood what Yan Zhengting meant.

"Hmph. Yan Zhengting snorted, "If you don't study your knowledge well, you can engage in these vain things all day long, no wonder you don't grow up more and more." ”

Zhao Xinlan smiled faintly and did not comment. It is precisely because Yan Shidao is the son of Yan Zhengting that she is not easy to say, otherwise how should she say it? A snobbish son of a generation of literary giants Yan Zhengting is such a person?

What kind of person Yan Shidao is, people in the outside world don't know it, but Zhao Xinlan knows it very well. At that time, he was a scholar, with the passage of time, the world of flowers and flowers, he changed color, I don't know when it began, Zhao Xinlan, who often went to Yan Zhengting's house, heard more and more words about her ass in the house.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Zhengting returned to the topic and chatted with a few girls about literature. Gao Yi was not interested in this aspect, and his attention was observed around. Zhao Xinlan also seemed absent-minded, she didn't like literature very much, and if she did, she wouldn't be an armed policeman.

Yan Zhengting has a good impression of Gao Roujia after chatting, this girl has excellent conversation and knowledge, Mu Qichen's words are still young, and her involvement is not as extensive as Gao Roujia, but you can also see its background. Compared to the same age, these two children are good.

"You said you want to come to Kyoto University?" Yan Zhengting smiled when he heard Mu Qichen's words.

"Well, I'll come with him then. Mu Qichen grabbed the high school who was looking left and right.

"Oh?" Yan Zhengting raised his eyebrows, "Are the two together?"

"yes. Mu Qichen smiled skillfully, "He's much better than me, but he doesn't have a lot of focus on studying, but it's very easy for him to be admitted to Kyoto University." ”

"Huh?" Yan Zhengting looked at Gao Yi seriously, this young man didn't see it! Mu Qichen was also slightly surprised, is Gao Yi so powerful? What she learned before was that Gao Yi was the existence of the class dragging its feet, and now it is so powerful?

"He's just not fond of learning. Mu Qichen saw everyone's surprised looks, and there was an indescribable pride in her heart, and she was very happy that her boyfriend was in the spotlight, "It's this semester, and after studying hard, I'm among the best." ”

Gao Yi smiled bitterly, in fact, it was the help of the system, otherwise it would be far behind. If you rely on yourself, you can almost have a line in the entire third year of high school, and even if you go to a higher university, there is too much difference to make up for it.

"You can see it. Yan Zhengting smiled, "Aren't you interested in what we're talking about?"

"Haha, you can see it. "I don't shy away from high school.

Yan Zhengting smiled: "You two are absent-minded, why can't you see it." ”

Zhao Xinlan was basked: "Grandpa Yan, don't you know what my temper is?"

"You, you haven't been idle since you were a child. Yan Zhengting shook his head and smiled, and his gaze moved to Gao Yi again, "But, this little friend, have we met?"

"Hmm, Mr. Yan, do you know me too?" Gao smiled.

Yan Zhengting looked at it for a long time and shook his head: "I don't know, I feel like I haven't seen it, but I feel a little familiar." ”

"I'm sure I haven't seen you. ”

"Perhaps......"

After chatting for a long time, Gao Yi and the four of them left, and Gao Roujia and Mu Qichen got their wish and got Yan Zhengting's autograph.

"I said freshman in high school, you don't seem to have brought a gift here, right?" Zhao Xinlan asked.

"Hey, what kind of gift to bring, didn't you hear what the old gentleman said, don't fix these vain heads, your mind is enough. Gao Yi waved his hand casually.

The four of them talked and laughed and went downstairs to the parking lot, and when Gao saw that Zhao Xinlan was leaving, he hurriedly stopped her.

"What's the matter?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just to come and see us back. "One high.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Xinlan paused, "How did you get here just now?"

"Coming by car. Gao Yi pressed the car key, and the car next to him rang.

Zhao Xinlan fixed his eyes: "Porsche, where did you steal it?"

"Is it like stealing, buying is buying!"

Gao Roujia and Mu Qichen were stunned, and couldn't help but speak: "You bought it?"