After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

What genius?

Except for Jiang Fuyue, everyone else was a little confused.

Han Shen briefly explained what happened, "Take him to Mr. Qi's place today..."

After Han Ke heard this, he immediately looked at his little nephew with admiration: "It turns out that our family's Arting is also a genius."

Han Heng nodded: "It doesn't look like a piece of shit."

"So what's your plan next?"

Han Shen: "I want to send him to learn chess."

On this point, on the way back, I had already consulted Han Ting himself.

He is willing: "I think it's easier for me to play chess and get the first place than the first place in the exam."

Pretty crazy.

but……

"Mr. Qi said that he was too old and in poor health to take students, so he recommended a few people."

But Han Shen asked about it, and none of these people were suitable.

The main reason is that his personality is too gentle, and he is afraid that he will not be able to control this stinky boy.

Jiang Fuyue thought of a person.

"...Weng Xuesheng?"

Jiang Fuyue nodded: "He is all-around chess, and his chess path is changeable."

He learned chess at the age of seven, became famous at the age of twelve, and is now a god at the peak of the chess world at the age of thirty-two.

After winning two rounds of Grand Slams, he chose to retire because he was too lonely to meet an opponent.

Now I teach at University B, only teaching students, not accepting disciples.

Han Heng: "I know this person. I asked him to be the art director when we filmed "Afterimage" last year. In fact, I hoped that he would play a few endgames and train the actors how to play chess and move pieces. As soon as he arrived on the set, he lost his temper, and after scolding Mao Yuqing and crying, he quit, patted his butt and left."

Mao Yuqing is a big flower in the first echelon of the entertainment industry, and she doesn't even give her face, one can imagine how much Weng Xuesheng is dragged.

Han Heng: "Later the director came to apologize in person, and this matter was over. Mao Yuqing swallowed his anger and dared not let a fart."

Han Ke: "I heard that Naohara Hamasaki came to Huaxia specifically to learn from him, but Weng Xuesheng just slammed it out - I don't accept people from R country! I sent him away."

Han Ting said "Wow", "So crazy?"

Han Shen couldn't help frowning, his expression slightly condensed.

This temper can control the stinky boy, and his business ability is also strong, but he may not be willing to accept Han Ting.

"Try it." Jiang Fuyue said.

"Alright." A dead horse can be a living horse doctor, there is always a chance, right?

To say that Han Ting has a talent for chess and may take a professional path in the future, the most depressed person is Han Qishan.

The grandson who can't play chess suddenly becomes a good seedling with clear bones and excellent talent?

It is said that it is a bit difficult for Yueyue to win against him.

After that, isn't he the only stinky chess basket in this family?

Can anyone beat him?

Han Qishan said: "..." It's so heartbreaking.

Han Shen is an absolute activist. He immediately contacted the secretary and asked him to send a greeting message to Weng Xuesheng's public mailbox, which clearly stated his identity and clearly stated his intentions. Finally, he was looking forward to an interview and a reply.

Originally, I just had the mentality of giving it a try, but I didn't expect the other party to reply the next day!

No nonsense, just leave a string of addresses and a specific meeting time.

Han Shen was surprised.

Han Ting squatted in front of Xiao Mang, feeding him snacks, while reciting something: "I'm quite attractive... Even Weng Xuesheng is interested in me... He knows the goods..."

It just so happened that Jiang Fuyue came down from the second floor, stood on the steps, and listened to all of his words, and couldn't help but twitch at the corners of her mouth.

No one knew that after Jiang Fuyue returned to her room last night, she sent Weng Xuesheng an email.

It begins with a reminiscence: I haven't seen you for twenty years, can you be well?

Then go straight to the topic and briefly introduce the basic situation of Han Ting.

Finally asked him: do you want an apprentice or not?

In the lower right corner, there is only one word: floor.

Twenty years ago, when she was still Lou Mingyue, as "Mr. Lou", she became attached to Weng Xuesheng, who was only 12 years old at the time, because of chess.

The two gradually turned from opponents to friends, fought against each other, and learned from each other.

After that, he went south to apprentice and became obsessed with chess skills; while Lou Mingyue went all the way north, returned to the imperial capital, and inherited the Lou family.

The two never saw each other until she died.

Originally thought that Weng Xuesheng had forgotten about himself long ago, and he just sent that email with the mentality of giving it a try. After all, twenty years later, no matter how deep the friendship is, it will fade away, not to mention that the two are just friends of gentlemen?

Unexpectedly, he not only immediately replied that he would meet Han Ting, but also expressed concern and greetings several times, with excitement and ecstasy between the lines.

But Jiang Fuyue did not return.

She is no longer Lou Mingyue, let alone the original "Mr. Lou".

Not everyone can accept her current identity without asking anything like Ye Qianji and Ming Yu, and treat her as before.

...

According to the agreed time and place, Han Shen brought Han Ting to the appointment.

Still in that tuxedo, Han Ting was full of energy, raised his head high, and finally stopped shouting that his father was going to sell him to another family as his son-in-law.

In the afternoon, father and son came back smiling.

Han Shen: "It's done."

Han Ting shook his hand and straightened his collar pretending to be smart: "No way, who made me a genius?"

"..."

"By the way, does our family know a gentleman named Lou? About forty years old."

"Is it the building of Lou's Group?"

After Han Shen nodded, he shook his head again: "It's just Lou, it has nothing to do with the Lou Group."

Han Qishan recalled for a moment: "Then there shouldn't be such a person. Why did you ask this all of a sudden?"

"When we left, Weng Xuesheng hesitated, and finally asked me what my relationship was with Mr. Lou. At the time, I thought it was from Lou's Group, and our family had never had any friendship with Lou's family. As a result, he said it was not Lou's Group... …”

Jiang Fuyue sat on the sofa, turning a deaf ear, only watching the news broadcast calmly.

At present, the Shenkewo epidemic in Fzhou has been completely controlled. A large number of infected patients have been saved because of taking special drugs, and healthy people have rarely seen new patients because of the A+ vaccine...

...

On the fourth day at home, Jiang Fuyue received a call from Ye Lianji, indicating that Yu had returned from Qinghui Mountain and was recovering well, and could already walk on crutches!

As soon as Jiang Fuyue heard it, she didn't even bother to eat lunch, so she drove straight to the Angelica Bar.

"Master—Where's Ming Yu?"

After entering the door, she rushed directly to the second floor.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind: "Mingyue..."

There is only one person who would call her that now.

Jiang Fuyue looked back and saw Ming Yu standing behind her, a pair of blue-gray pupils filled with a warm smile like Chunhui through special lenses.

The complexion is also much better than before, no longer pale and weak, and may fall down at any time.

In the end, Jiang Fuyue's eyes fell on his lap.

Although I still need to rely on crutches, I did get back on my feet!

At first glance, it looks like a normal person.

The back is straight and the body is tall and straight.

"You—" She ran over and stopped in front of the man, her always indifferent eyes full of joy at the moment: "Is everything alright?"

Ming Yu smiled and nodded: "Well, okay. But it will take some time for rehabilitation before I can throw away my crutches and walk normally."

"That's good, that's good... After I came back from Continent F, I asked Master Shi, but he said you went to Qinghui Mountain to recuperate. I called your mobile phone, but it kept shutting down..."

This semester, Ming Yu directly asked Xiaoshan for a long vacation, and the originally planned courses were not offered.

Many Ming students are asking why Professor Ming's class has been suspended.

Xiao Shan only explained to the outside world that the professor was very busy. In fact, he himself did not know where Ming Yu went or what he wanted to do.

Jiang Fuyue: "Everyone cares about you, and I'm worried too..."

Ming Yu looked at her, his eyes flickered with tiny rays of light, which seemed to be called... gentle?

"Don't worry, I'm fine," he said.

From the moment I knew you were alive, I couldn't have been better, and it didn't matter if I couldn't get back on my feet.

I don't care, but I'm afraid you will be disappointed.

"Yueyue is coming?" Ye Qianji came downstairs, holding a cup of pearl milk tea in his hand, which he drank halfway.

"Master, how is Mingyu's situation now?"

Although he said "very good" himself, Jiang Fuyue was still worried, so he asked again.

Ye Qianji looked him up and down, "It doesn't seem to be a big problem."

look?

Jiang Fuyue frowned, guessing that Ming Yu had just returned from Qinghui Mountain, and Ye Qianji should have not done an inspection for him, so he could only say "it looks".

The night lead machine was of course intentional.

No one knows Ming Yu's situation better than him. He has been with him for the past few months.

After wandering before the gate of hell several times, black and white impermanence are all on the way to seduce the soul, but in the end Ming Yu still managed to survive.

Even Ye Qianji had to admire his willpower.

The pain of scraping the bones and clearing the rot, without taking anesthesia...

Not many people can make it through.

Ming Yu is a weak and weak scholar, and he is not too young, yet he still has such a stubborn and resolute side.

For what, Ye Qianji knows a little bit.

After all, in a coma, he still called out the word "Mingyue".

Alas, the love debt of Little Moon...

In addition to knowing Ming Yu's physical condition, Ye Qianji knew how sharp Jiang Fuyue was.

Once the truth is revealed, it is only a matter of time before she finds out the truth.

So, he can only say "looks", and must say so.

Sure enough, Jiang Fuyue had no doubts.

She asked Ming Yu to sit on the sofa, then took Ye Zhanji's hand and brought him to Ming Yu: "Master, give him a pulse number now."

"So anxious?" Ye Qianji calmly took a sip of milk tea.

"Health matters, don't worry. I'll treat you to dinner at noon, you can eat whatever you want, you can help him take a look..."

Even acting like a spoiled child is used, I am afraid that the night will not allow it.

Ming Yu looked at her, his eyes were broken with softness.

But the moment Jiang Fuyue turned her head to look over, she converged cleanly.

"Ayu, stretch out your hand."

"Okay." Ming Yu Yiyan said, like an obedient and well-behaved child.

If assistant Zhong Hao was present, I'm afraid his eyes would have popped out.

When did Professor Ming speak so well?

Ye Qianji: "You can eat whatever you want?"

Jiang Fuyue: "Of course!"

"It seems like a fly in the ointment if there is nothing to eat..." Ye Qianji took two sips of milk tea, probably eating the pearls in it, and chewed twice in his mouth.

Jiang Fuyue immediately stated: "Enough to drink."

"Okay!" Ye Chengji threw the empty plastic cup into the trash can, and clapped his hands like dust.

Jiang Fuyue understood, and immediately brought him a chair from the side: "Master, sit down."

Ye Qianji rolled up his cuffs, put his fingers on Ming Yu's wrist, and began to close his eyes for a detailed examination.

Jiang Fuyue didn't speak any more, stood beside her, waiting with her hands down.

Ming Yu was sitting on the sofa with his crutches aside, his eyebrows soothed and his expression calm.

At that moment, the air seemed to be quiet.

I don't know how long it took, and finally...

Ye Qianji opened his eyes, retracted his hand, and slowly put down his rolled up cuffs.

Jiang Fuyue was a little anxious and urged him: "Master..."

"Don't worry, he is very healthy! His legs have recovered, but he has been in a wheelchair for decades. It will take time to fully adapt to walking. He insists on exercising and taking medicine on time. After three months, he is guaranteed to be alive and well."

Now Jiang Fuyue is completely relieved, but...

"Can his eyes be..." cured?

Ye Qianji seemed to know what she wanted to say, waved his hand, and sighed regretfully: "The damage to his eyes is irreversible. Fortunately, there are lenses. Although it is inconvenient, there is no problem with normal vision."

"……All right."

Only temporarily.

But Jiang Fuyue is very optimistic. Medical technology is constantly developing. If it cannot be cured now, it does not mean that it will not be cured in the future.

Who can tell the future?

Everything is possible.

...

Now that she agreed to treat, Jiang Fuyue asked Ye Qianji to choose a place.

He chose a seafood restaurant not far away.

"It is said that their Aolong has thicker legs than mine, and the sea urchin is also the fattest and freshest..."

Jiang Fuyue: "Can Mingyu eat seafood now? Does it matter?"

Ye Qianji: "Seafood is a thing, and the impact will definitely be a little..."

"Then change."

"I don't mind."

Jiang Fuyue and Ming Yu spoke at the same time.

She turned her head and glanced at him, her face full of disapproval: "Don't be ridiculous."

Ming Yu spread his hands and did not dare to speak.

In the end, I settled on the seafood restaurant, because it also sells regular dishes, so Ming Yu doesn’t need to eat seafood.

Before going out, Niu Rui, who stayed up late last night playing games and slept and only woke up until now, appeared at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor with a chicken coop head.

Seeing the three of them leaving, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Hey—where are you going?"

Ye Qianji: "You continue to sleep, we won't disturb you."

Niu Rui: "I woke up," he said, rubbing his belly, "I'm a little hungry now and want to eat. It would be great if it was seafood, crayfish... no! Big lobster! And sashimi..."

Jiang Fuyue: "We're going out for dinner, together?"

Niu Rui said calmly, "What are you eating?"

"seafood."

"Good! Let's go, let's go now!" He grinned and ran downstairs.

Ye Qianji: "..." The plan to eat alone failed.

Ming Yu couldn't help reminding: "Your hair?"

Niu Rui hurriedly planed it twice with his hands, but he actually told him to smooth it out. The handsome young man, from sloppy to handsome, only took a few seconds.

Ming Yu looked at his young face, faintly showing a hint of yearning, but soon disappeared.

If Ye Qianji didn't happen to see it, no one might know his thoughts.

Time is a chasm that cannot be bridged no matter how hard you try.

...

At the restaurant, Jiang Fuyue ordered a table of seafood and handed it over to Ye Qianji and Niu Rui.

And she accompanies Mingyu to eat light home-cooked food.

Mingyu is in good condition and has a good appetite.

Jiang Fuyue looked happy and tried her best to serve him vegetables.

Suddenly, "I heard that you are with Xie Dingyuan?"

I modified it, Xiaoyu was written so pitifully by me, ┭┮﹏┭┮