Bird Soul: Unparalleled National Warriors at the Beginning.

Chapter 90 I will lead you and Qingcheng to win the championship

After moving, Nan Yan was finally able to say goodbye to Xiaoqiang's frequent homestays.

Yumeno Maho's house is much bigger than Nanyan imagined, and it is clean and tidy, with good ventilation. Mengnon's parents are also very nice to him, even a little too good. They not only help Nanyan clean the room, but also When Nanyan was playing online mahjong, he brought him a cup of hot tea.

This made Nanyan, who was not used to being too close to others, a little uncomfortable.

After learning from Meng Nai that her parents were usually so warm-hearted, Nan Yan finally got used to it.

Fortunately, Meng Nai's parents were only overly enthusiastic when Nan Yan moved in. Later, they often came to ask for help, but they did not leave Nan Yan at a loss, and he gradually got used to it.

Not long after settling at his side.

The mahjong department ushered in the camp.

It is said to be co-sleeping, but it is actually playing mahjong in a different place. Usually in anime, co-squatting is a chapter that gives benefits to the audience.

That is to say, swimsuit benefits, basically what they do are the plots written in novels.

It's boring, Nanyan only has mahjong in his heart, Lizhi felt pale, and only had 30 points of four fan 7900 symbols.

But so.

"Senior Nanyan, please go pick up Xiaohe."

Arriving at the old school building, Mako Someya is helping Hisei prepare daily necessities for the dorm.

Seeing that Nan Yan had just arrived, he asked him to pick him up.

Naturally, Nan Yan did not refuse, so he went down the stairs and waited at the gate of the old school building.

Not long after, a luxury car was seen slowly approaching the school building from a distance.

That should be Miss Yuancun's respected car. Before getting down, Nan Yan asked for the license plate number, so there is nothing wrong with it.

Although it was still far away, Nan Yan's five senses were greatly strengthened after awakening the human ghost template.

Far away, I saw the man driving the car with a stern tone, as if he was preaching to the people in the back seat.

Gee.
I'm afraid this is Yuan Cunhe's father, Yuan Cunhui.

Nan Yan has heard about the small and strict family atmosphere.

The family environment is completely different from Meng Nai's, and it's almost a different world. Although Xiaohe's father will not hinder Xiaohe from playing mahjong with his friends in action, verbal preaching is definitely indispensable.

"Give up going to Tokyo to go to school and stay in the country just to go to sleep with friends?"

Yuan Cunhui drove the car silently, and when he heard that his daughter was going to sleep with someone in order to practice mahjong skills, he had a cold face and was not very happy.

Since that day's online mahjong, he has never played such a boring game again.

"Yes, father, with my junior high school classmates and high school friends."

Facing his father, Yuan Cunhe still lost a bit of confidence.

After all, her parents often educated her, and everything she had was given by her parents. This elegant and beautiful body and the blood flowing in it, a good family environment, and a social status naturally higher than ordinary students, including her more than other students All the pocket money I got was given by my parents.

Everything about her should belong to her parents.

Naturally, facing the man in front of her, she seemed out of breath.

"Humph"

Haramura Megumi recalled the 'wall-building style' that could not be explained by common sense, and said coldly and disdainfully: "Mahjong is just a boring game that relies on luck, and it is really ridiculous to have to conduct special training for this purpose. .”

Don't look at Haramura Hui's respect for professional mahjong players.

Because in terms of social status, professional players can sit on an equal footing with him, so there is nothing to say.

With equal status, they naturally have the qualifications for equal dialogue.

But he didn't think that his daughter should pursue a career, thinking that she was just ignorant and unskilled, and he already had a bit of contempt for the game of mahjong, and he became even more disgusted after the last time.

The 'wall-building style' style of play frequently appeared in his nightmares.

But after thinking about it, he couldn't find the answer, and in the end he could only blame it on two words.

luck.

Otherwise, how could ordinary people possibly achieve that almost miraculous undersea ability?
Obviously, that was purely an accidental situation that could only be born by luck.

Not worth mentioning.

Hearing his father's belittling and even trampling on the things he liked, Yuan Cunhe held the hem of the skirt tightly with both hands, bit his lower lip lightly, relying on the pain to make himself speak.

"But as long as you practice, you can become stronger. Isn't this what my father told me?
And if I can win the national competition, I should be able to stay. "

Yuan Cunhui didn't speak immediately, and drove the car silently.

It wasn't until the old school building was approaching that he said lightly, "If you can win the championship, I will consider it."

The meaning is already obvious.

If there is no way to win the national championship, he should follow his arrangement.

Even if he won the championship, he might not let Yuancunhe stay.

All rights of interpretation belong to him.

Hearing that his father did not choose to agree to this bet, Haramura felt a little cold, but I am afraid that this is his father's biggest concession.

And at this moment, she saw Nan Yan's figure from the window.

No. Not good!

It wouldn't be the worst situation if it were someone else from the club.

Why is it Senior Nan Yan!

Even if Kyotaro came to pick her up, it wouldn't be so bad.

And senior Nan Yan was too handsome, with a tall and straight figure. Such an outstanding boy was destined to arouse the hostility of any father in the world.

"Who is this……?"

After stopping the car, Haramura Hui saw Nan Yan's smile towards her daughter, and her expression turned cold.

"He is the senior of our club, Nan Mengyan."

Haramura Kazu felt sad. She never expected that senior Nan Yan would come to pick her up. This could not be a worse situation than this. Her father would definitely be hostile and dissatisfied with her going to the so-called event with a strange and handsome boy. of sleeping together.

"Hello, Uncle Yuancun." Nanyan nodded lightly, neither humble nor overbearing.

In the Great Heavenly Dynasty, there is no etiquette of bowing your knees and bowing your head in worship.

Even in the face of his boss, if he was really upset, Nan Yan was the kind who gave up his burden when he was young, and even dared to scold the boss.

Of course, he dared to do this when he was young. When he got older, Nan Yan was still honest. He would admit his boss and clients as soon as he had to. Even if he was writing novels on the Internet, he would be so humble in front of readers. To the extreme, readers will change it after scolding, and it will slide at the speed of light.

In his later years, the emperor of the Celestial Dynasty will not live a new life. He will only have to bear mortgage and car loans, as well as a wife and children to take care of. He will not be as carefree and free as he was when he was young.

But in the Celestial Dynasty, there are not so many red tapes when facing the elders, being polite is enough.

But Haramura Kei felt a little unhappy when she saw that Nanyan just nodded and didn't show any special respect.

When his daughter got out of the car, he glanced at Nan Yan and said a word to Yuan Cunhe.

"Stay together. Have fun, have fun."

These extremely gloomy words made Yuancunhe tremble slightly with fright, she knew that her father was already a little angry at this moment.

Her complexion did not improve at all until her father drove away.

"Your father doesn't seem to agree with you participating in the camp."

Nan Yan didn't expect it to be such a complicated situation. At first, he just thought it was a big deal to go downstairs to pick up someone.

If it's Yumeno Maho or Yuki, naturally there's nothing wrong with it, even if they're playing around in front of their parents, they'll just sigh that it's nice to be young.

But this is the Yuancun family whose family education is too strict, so the situation is completely different.

"Well, my father is indeed quite strict. He wants me to do my best in all aspects and doesn't like me wasting too much time in the field of mahjong."

Haramura Kazu nodded. She wanted to ask why Senior Nanyan came to pick her up, but now she was no longer in the mood.

After all, Senior Nan Yan came to pick her up out of good intentions, so there was nothing to criticize.

And she could also see that her father was becoming more and more resentful and even hostile towards mahjong. As long as this hostility did not disappear, even if Yuki came to pick her up, her father would not give him a good face.

Hearing this, Nan Yan smiled: "Since father requires you to do your best in all aspects, then just do it for him to see. As long as we can reach the national competition and win the championship, he will There should be nothing to say.”

"how can that be……"

Yuan Cunhe exclaimed, in fact, all she wanted was to enter the 'National Competition', and it was too difficult to win the National Championship.

You know, even the strongest player in Nagano Prefecture, Ryumon Bubu, failed to reach the finals, let alone them?
But then, Nan Yan stared at her, and spoke every word very seriously.

"Even you think that winning the national championship is like a miracle, something that is extremely rare to happen. I believe your father thinks so too.

If you just make it to the national competition, I don't think your father will agree with you just to enter the national competition and then swim home after one or two rounds. He will only think that mahjong is a ridiculous game.

Unless, you can create miracles, accomplish feats that no one can imagine, and win face for him, so that he may look at you high. "

On this point, Nan Yan has a deep understanding.

In his previous life, his parents also controlled him very strictly. When he got the second grade in high school, his parents would not be very happy, but would let him continue to strive for the first place in the grade.

In fact, they don’t know how difficult it is to get first and second place, but they need your No. 1 to give them something to brag about in front of relatives and friends, because in their opinion, No. 2 is a bit unachievable. Because at this time, others will ask who is the first person in grade.

They don't need to care who No. 1 is, but they can use that person to make their parents look bad.

Therefore, the sense of vanity obtained by the second and the first is completely different.

If it's just to hit the Nationals, then go home one round.

In the eyes of Haramura Megumi, this not only does not have any capital to show off, but also deepens her prejudice against the game of mahjong, and she does not want her daughter to continue to be good at it.

So the only thing Haramura can do is to become the champion of the National Middle School League and win the supreme glory in the mahjong field.

Only in this way can there be a slight possibility of shaking Haramura Kei's mind.

After saying that, Nan Yan then looked at her.

"Don't worry, we will be with you until you win the national championship, don't put too much pressure on yourself, let's go, they are still waiting in the club."

Nanyan didn't want to comment too much on other people's family affairs. After all, his past and parents in his previous life were much more troublesome than Haramura Megumi.

He can be considered a visitor.

"Senior Nanyan!"

Just as Nan Yan turned to go to the club, Yuan Cunhe behind him called to stop him.

"If. I mean if.

We have no way to win the national championship, or even enter the national competition.

When that time comes, senior, what will you do? "

She pursed her lips slightly and stared at Nan Yan's back.

Although Yuancunhe is a strong girl, she has no way to resist the will of her parents.

When she was most vulnerable in her heart, she wanted an answer, or a guarantee, as long as it could suppress the uneasiness in her heart, it was enough.

When people are most disturbed, they all hope to catch something.

Even if it's just a straw, a word of comfort, the simplest guarantee.

That's it.

Nan Yan turned sideways and looked at the beautiful young girl who was standing still behind him. In fact, he knew what kind of answer Haramura wanted to hear.

I will take you away, take you far away.
I will be responsible for raising you, let me confront your father
But don't be stupid, Nan Yan has long passed the age of middle school.

There is never a proper solution to this kind of thing.

The fate of parents is as important as Mount Tai to children and cannot be violated.

Like Nan Yan in his previous life, he thought that he was not bad compared with most students. He did only take an ordinary exam, but that was also an exam. Received a scholarship.

However, his parents always believed that he was too rebellious and disobedient, and would not pay him living expenses from time to time, so he could only make a living by helping others place game orders online during college.

I remember that when he first came into contact with online mahjong in high school, Nan Yan relied on his talent to win the prize money of the county mahjong competition. This should have been a happy thing, but his father learned that he actually dared to Playing games on the Internet is regarded as a rebellious act, which violates the will of his father, and even once sent him to a school for Internet addiction.

When did his parents change their views on him?

It's not because he got a high score in the grade, it's not because he showed his due talent in the field of mahjong, and it's not because he was admitted to a university.

Instead, after he graduated, he relied on his stable job to send back the first sum of money to his family...

The economy can't be independent, those promises are tantamount to a dream, instead of thinking about taking the girl away, it is better to think about how to get the prize money of the national competition.

The amount of bonus is not low.

Nan Yan waved his hand and said lightly: "We... will definitely be the champions. I will personally hand over the championship trophy of the national competition to you."

He couldn't promise to take her away from a harsh family environment.

The only thing he can guarantee is this.

Winning the National Championship!

"Don't think too much, the camp is about to start, no matter how much you think about this kind of thing, there will be no results, let's look forward."

After saying that, Nan Yan took one step ahead of her and headed towards the old school building.

Seeing Nan Yan's figure drifting away, the girl raised her head slightly, and looked at the not-so-burly boy in front of her.

His words just now were like a ray of warm sunshine shining in from the window of her heart, rushing into her heart with overwhelming force, dispelling the pressure from her family that had accumulated in her heart.

The girl's eyes gradually blurred, as if they were covered with a soft filter.

I just feel that the young man's back is becoming more and more majestic and invincible.

(End of this chapter)