Armor: I am the Dark Emperor! fiancee is minci

This made Dongshan very unhappy.

I noticed that my cousin's eyes were getting more and more kind.

Wu Qidong quickly spoke again.

Explained.

"Ahem, I mean..."

"In Grandpa's room, there is an ancient book."

"In the book, there are many stories similar to those about monsters like armored warriors and supernatural beasts, but at that time, you just liked playing computer games too much, so you never found these things."

"When I concentrate on reading, I can see my inner voice."

"But you close your heart and can't hear your heart."

Dongshan's face turned dark.

Boy!

You bastard is good, scars forget to hurt, right?

What about your grateful look just now?

How long has it been since you started looking for opportunities to hurt me???

Clenched his fists and looked at Wu Qidong's face.

Not sure why.

Would love to get a few punches.

Well?

Wu Qidong is a nerd!

But not a fool.

Sensing the murderous aura, he did not dare to continue the skin.

He hurriedly said,

"Let me tell you about the contents of the ancient book."

"In the book, I saw the Wood Armor-Wind Eagle Man!!"

"In that book, there is detailed information about the Wind Eagle Armor."

Ancient books....

Wooden Armor!!

Wind Hawk !!

"So, grandpa should be the previous Wind Eagle Armor, right?"

Dongshan frowned slightly and guessed.

Then I remembered something.

Chao Wu Qidong asked:

"Since you know the identity of your grandfather, you also know your own bloodline."

"Why don't you take over your grandfather's job and become the new Wind Eagle Armor, and continue to protect Azure Star and protect humans like your grandfather?"

Wu Qidong smiled, shook his head and said:

"The ancient book says that the Heavenly Dao wants its own fate!"

"

These grandfathers have told me, and he also said something that makes me remember deeply, the sweetest fruit is often the last to ripen!"

Dongshan nodded subconsciously.

I didn't understand it much, but it definitely made sense.

......

"I'll give you ten minutes to ask something."

"Just hurry up and ask."

Zhang Jian sat at the piano and looked at the side.

Female journalist with pen and paper in hand.

The tone was slightly haughty.

However, the reporter was not angry at his arrogance.

After all!

Zhang Jian in front of him is not an ordinary person.

One of the top ten most potential to win the current national piano competition!

Very popular and very talented.

This kind of person is more arrogant and normal.

The reporter smiled and bent down slightly.

Respectfully asked,

"Classmate Zhang..."

"It's Mr. Zhang, hello, I'm a reporter from the Music Handbook Newspaper!"

"Today, I mainly want to interview, what do you think of the provincial piano competition next month?"

Zhang Jian nodded slightly, and said in a flat tone:

"In my opinion..." "

You must first win this match to qualify for the final of the six provinces."

"In addition, becoming a representative and participating in the national piano competition is my dream for twenty years, and I will give it my all!"

The speed of speech is not fast, deliberately leaving time for reporters to record.

When the reporter notes down the last word.

He opened his mouth to ask another question.

"Okay, then what do you think of Li Qiannan, who everyone is very optimistic about, and that mysterious young man named Mu Chen?"

Li Qiannan, a high-profile piano genius!

Mu Chen!

A proper dark horse!

Suddenly appeared, and directly won the D City Piano Competition.

It is said that he is not only good at playing the piano.

The face is also handsome and peerless, handsome to the extreme!

Although it appeared for a short time, it left many legends.

Let this person, full of mysteries.

Many people are curious.

These two, no doubt.

are Zhang Jian's strong opponents in this competition.

In the expectant gaze of journalists.

The corners of Zhang Jian's mouth hooked, revealing a mocking smile.

Standing up, he said to the reporter in an icy tone:

"Do you also want to report this kind of gossip?"

"What do you want me to say?"

"Give up, I won't attack my opponent!"

Yes?

When the reporter heard this, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

This year....

Those who are journalists do not engage in exclusive gossip news.

How to survive!

Now people!

The favorite thing to watch is the gossip between these high-ranking heavenly children.

But suddenly!

The reporter heard:

"And..." "

These two people you mentioned..." "

I don't think they are my opponents!!

Groove ?!!

Hearing these words, the reporter was first surprised.

Subsequently!

It's ecstatic!

Boy!

Isn't this gossip coming?

"Shock!! Player Zhang Jian personally said that Li Qiannan and Mu Chen are not his opponents"

As soon as the news is reported, it will be hot!!

However, this is the case.

It's not enough.

Therefore!

The reporter licked his lips and decided to put some more words out.

"But

..." "Li Qiannan is the most popular player in recent years..."

Zhang Jian sneered disdainfully.

The palm strokes the keys.

"I spent all my time communicating with the notes."

"If you compare me to someone who can only memorize sheet music!"

"I feel... It's a shame!! When

the reporter heard this, his smile widened.

My heart is full of joy.

"Contestant Zhang Jian, say it publicly! Compare him with Li Qiannan! It's a shame!! 》My

goodness!

It's on fire!

It will be fire!!

The reporter decided to continue the inquiry.

After all, there is another person.

"What about the Muchen player? He's a dark horse!

"It had been unknown before, but as soon as the result appeared, it directly crushed Li Qiannan and became the champion of the competition in D City!!"

Hear the name Mu Chen.

Zhang Jian was obvious, even more disdainful.

In his opinion.

Mu Chen......

It's a proper entertainment company.

Prepare small fresh meat for the hold.

As for the D City Tournament Champion, it was just made in some way.

For example...

With money!

Another example...

Zhang Jian smiled, I heard that Mu Chen is very handsome?

Coming back to his senses, he shook his head gently in the face of the reporter.

"For an interview like this, three minutes is enough."

"I'm going to continue practicing the piano, goodbye!"

"Eh?!!"

Hearing this, the reporter's face turned bitter.

Don't!

Obviously, one more sentence, it can be successfully completed today....

Unfortunately, Zhang Jian did not give her another chance.

Next, whatever she says.

Zhang Jiandu kept silent.

With your eyes closed, play the keys quickly.

The reporter had no choice but to sigh and leave here.