Crossing the Future Maker

    Feng Yan closed the door with a "touch!", resolutely denying it, he was actually jealous.

    Qi Rui touched his nose and was almost hit by the door. Fortunately, he was agile. Walking away, he was looking forward to what surprises Feng Yan could bring.

    It takes time to make antiques, but making goldware is different. As long as a mold is made, the gold is smelted and then introduced into the mold, and the finished goldware can be completed quickly.

    Feng Yan locked himself in the laboratory, busy all day and night, and all meals were delivered by beauties.

    Finally, the next afternoon, the laboratory door opened.

    The two people outside were already looking forward to it.

     craned his neck to look inside the house, hey! A piece of golden light, just blinding people's eyes.

    "What is this?" Qin Nan looked around curiously.

    Feng Yan yawned with dark circles under his eyes, exhausted physically but excited.

    Qin Nan was a little worried: "How about you go to sleep first?"

    Feng Yan shook his head: "No, go back to school and then go to sleep. I just finished my work today, and school starts tomorrow. After I go to school, I'm afraid I won't have time."

    Qi Rui interjected: "And calligraphy and painting."

    Feng Yan glared at him and said angrily, "I won't forget."

    Qi Rui grinned: "That's good."

    Feng Yan ignored him and pointed to the utensils in the room: "This is a square tripod, which is placed in the center of the dining room. This is a golden branch and flower arrangement for decoration, this is a golden bottle for drinking, this is a golden bowl, a golden plate, a washbasin, and if there are not enough things, there are still molds here, and you can make your own.”

    Qi Rui nodded, feeling a little excited. With these things, classical decoration and delicious food, it is conceivable that the restaurant's business will flourish.

    Qin Nan suddenly remembered: "By the way, what should we name our restaurant?"

    Qi Rui frowned, naming it was a technical job.

    Qin Nan was in high spirits: "Our food is so delicious, it is called the first floor in the world, yes, the first in the world, how about it?"

    Feng Yan gave him a glance: "Are you afraid that there are not enough enemies?"

    "That's a guest."

    "No, corny."

    "Where is the old fashioned, the experts on the brain say that the name is very ancient."

    Qi Rui rubbed his head: "Guangnao has already mentioned above, we definitely can't use it, let's listen to him." Qi Rui turned to look at Feng Yan: "What do you think about ancient culture? You know best, or you choose the name."

    Feng Yan twisted his eyebrows, thought for a while, and finally chose a name that was once very popular: "Let's call it Tianranju, I'll write a couplet later, you use a wooden frame When it’s framed, the guests will be in the natural residence, but the guests will be in the sky, and the restaurant happens to be in the floating city, so it is appropriate to reflect this pair.”

    "Good name." Qi Rui didn't understand what he meant, but felt that this couplet sounded a kind of ancient and elegant taste. With such a couplet as a signboard, He Chou couldn't attract customers.

    "You design the pattern, and I'll let you frame the couplet."

    "Okay!" Feng Yan promised: "Go and prepare the white cloth, I will write a few words."

    Qin Nan disagrees: "Can you do it? Let's rest for a while."

    Qin Nan hurriedly shook his head, the first day of school tomorrow, of course not to be late.

    Qi Rui quickly prepared a white cloth, laying it flat on the table, next to the pen, ink and paint used last time.

    Feng Yan picked up the brush and swiped, brushed, and finished with a few large characters: "Change another one."

    Qin Nan quickly took away the written characters, Qi Rui took out the white cloth, shook it, and laid it flat again.

    The three of them worked closely together, seven large characters, six poems, nine couplets, and two articles were written soon.

    Feng Yan put down his pen and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction: "Okay."

    Qin Nan was taken aback for a moment: "This is the end, don't you paint?"

    "It is inconvenient to paint on white cloth. Besides, ink painting is easy to attract attention. We should be cautious. These few words are enough."

    Qi Rui nodded: "Indeed, calligraphy is sold in many places, but ink paintings are extremely rare. However, their calligraphy is not as good as you."

    Feng Yan was proud, and the corners of his lips lifted lightly: "Of course, I wrote the right words."

    Qi Rui put away the words: "Tomorrow I will let people frame it, the restaurant will open next week, when will you come back."

    Qin Nan was very excited: "I will be back at the weekend."

    Qi Rui frowned: "I'm going to Feng's house."

    Qin Nan pouted: "Can't you not go? Anyway, the Feng family doesn't welcome you."

    Feng Yan sighed: "This month, the 100th birthday of the old man of the Feng family. Before his birthday, I'm afraid I won't go anywhere except school."

    Qi Rui asked: "Are you ready for the birthday gift?"

    Feng Yan sneered, picked up the pen, and waved the four characters of Shoubi Nanshan: "Okay."

    Qin Nan was dumbfounded: "This is a birthday gift, will it be too casual."

    Feng Yan said casually: "The courtesy is light and affectionate, and the Feng family knows that I have no money, so I can get by, by the way—" Feng Yan looked at Qi Rui: "Go and ask, How can there be news of the top gene fluid, try to get a few back."

    Qi Rui rubbed his forehead with a headache: "If you think that the gene fluid is a water green vegetable, you can buy it back at will. I've been inquiring about the high-end gene fluid these days, and you can get it in the black market. "

    Qin Nan swallowed, swallowed what he wanted to say, and said, "Well, I support you."

    Feng Yan frowned and said with a smile, "I knew you were the best."

    Actually, Feng Yan sneered in his heart, he would never let anyone know, in fact, he had used advanced gene fluid for a long time, but unfortunately, it didn't work at all, so he insisted To use the best, his physical ability is already crippled, and he can't make people think it's even worse.

    Qi Rui frowned: "Okay, I'll find a way, but it's hard to say if there is any news, the top-level gene fluid is expensive and has no market, and nobles from aristocratic families are rushing for it, I'm afraid I won't be able to get it. "

    Several people went downstairs to the restaurant together, and the beauty had already prepared the meal.

    After dinner, it was getting late. After Feng Yan designed a few drawings, Qi Rui sent them to the school gate.

     Back at the villa, Feng Yan had been sleepy for a long time.

    The next day, the genius was bright, and the Imperial Capital School was lively.

    The two finished grooming, ate some breakfast at random, went out, and parted ways. Qin Nan went to the Mecha Department, and Feng Yan went to the History Department.

    The Imperial College is very large. According to the route shown on the map, Feng Yan walked for more than 20 minutes before arriving at the history teaching building.

    A three-story house with a staircase in the middle, which is somewhat similar to a modern teaching building. The teacher's office is on the left, and the classroom is on the right. There is also an exhibition room in the hall on the first floor. , There are various antiques, including mahjong, ancient mecha, ancient text books, calligraphy and painting, and various bottles and jars, including items before the end of the world, and some handed down after the end of the world... .

    Feng Yan visually observed that there were many antiques and imitations in the hall. At this time, many new students were crowded here, looking around curiously.

    At this time, a senior came over, he clapped his hands first to attract everyone's attention, and said jokingly: "Okay, dear juniors, I will pass by here every day from now on. , I promise you are annoying, it's time to go back to the classroom, if the principal knows that you haven't gone back, credits will be deducted."

    "Ah-"

     You can ask me for help!"

    "Ah, the senior is so handsome."

    "My heart is beating so fast, I feel love at first sight."

    "Senior is my Prince Charming."

    Several lovely girls were excited at the time, and pink bubbles appeared in their eyes.

    Hu Zewen seemed to be accustomed to it, and smiled: "Thank you for your love, but you are freshmen, you must focus on your studies, the principal will speak in another 20 minutes, now please everyone Go back to the classroom first and tell you a secret, the principal of the opening ceremony speaks the same lines every year, in fact, I don't like it very much."

    "Really?"

    "Haha."

    Before the freshmen were happy, Hu Zewen continued: "Don't laugh, freshmen have to write their thoughts, so you should go back to the classroom and listen to the principal's speech carefully. Ten thousand words."

    Hu Zewen said while leading the way: "Go, your classroom is on the second floor."

    Feng Yan raised his eyebrows and used his mental power to judge. What Hu Zewen said just now was half true and half false. The principal's speech lines remained the same, and the feeling that he had to write 10,000 words was false. Looking at the obedient freshmen, Feng Yan felt that the seniors were the real talents. No wonder they were representatives. He thought that compared with the seniors, he still needed to continue to practice. When they lied, they smiled and spoke kindly. His face didn't change, and his heart didn't beat. Even if he turned around, no one would blame him. After all, this was just a harmless little joke.