Chapter 876: Old friend, Ming Yu is fine
What genius?
Except for Jiang Fuyue, everyone else was a little confused.
Han Shen briefly recounted what had happened, "Take him to see Mr. Qi today..."
After hearing this, Han Ke immediately looked at his nephew with new eyes: "It turns out that our Ating is also a genius."
Han Heng nodded: "He doesn't look like a straw bag."
"So, what are your plans next, big brother?"
Han Shen: "I want to send him to learn chess."
On the way back, I had already consulted Han Ting about this.
He was willing: "Compared to getting first place in the exam, I think it's easier for me to get first place in chess."
Quite crazy.
but……
"Mr. Qi said that he is old and in poor health and cannot teach students, so he recommended a few people."
But Han Shen asked around and found out that these people were not suitable.
The main reason was that he was too gentle and he was afraid that he couldn't control this brat.
Jiang Fuyue thought of someone.
"...Weng Xuesheng?"
Jiang Fuyue nodded: "He is an all-round chess player, and his moves are varied."
He started learning chess at the age of seven, became famous at the age of twelve, and now at the age of thirty-two he has become a god at the pinnacle of the chess world.
After winning two Grand Slams, he chose to retire because he had no rivals and was too lonely.
Now I teach at University B, but I only teach students and don’t accept disciples.
Han Heng: "I know this guy. When we were filming 'Afterimage' last year, we asked him to be the art director. We actually wanted him to set up a few endgames and train the actors on how to play and place pieces. But he just lost his temper the moment he arrived on set, scolded Mao Yuqing and made her cry, then he just walked away."
Mao Yuqing is a big star in the first tier of the entertainment industry, but he didn't even give her face. You can imagine how arrogant Weng Xuesheng is.
Han Heng: "Later, the director came to apologize in person, and the matter was finally settled. Mao Yuqing endured it silently, not daring to say a word."
Han Ke: "I heard that Hamasaki Naohara once came to China specifically to ask to be his disciple, but Weng Xuesheng just said - no R people! He sent him away."
Han Ting exclaimed, "Wow!" "Is it so crazy?"
Han Shen couldn't help but frown, his expression slightly stiff.
This temper can control the brat, and his business ability is strong, but he may not be willing to accept Han Ting.
"Let's give it a try." Jiang Fuyue said.
"Okay." There's always a chance, right?
The person who is most depressed about the fact that Han Ting has a talent for chess and may become a professional in the future is Han Qishan.
The grandson who couldn't play chess suddenly became a talented and outstanding talent?
It is said that Yueyue has a hard time defeating him.
Wouldn't he be the only bad chess player in the family from now on?
Who can beat him?
Han Qishan said: "..." It's so heartbreaking.
Han Shen was an absolute man of action. He immediately contacted his secretary and asked him to send a visiting letter to Weng Xuesheng's public email address, stating his identity, the purpose of his visit, and finally looking forward to an interview and a reply.
I was just trying it out, but I didn’t expect the other party to reply the next day!
No nonsense, just an address and a specific meeting time.
Han Shen was pleasantly surprised.
Han Ting squatted in front of Xiao Mang, feeding it snacks while muttering to himself, "I'm quite attractive... Even Weng Xuesheng is interested in me... He's a real snob..."
Jiang Fuyue happened to come down from the second floor and stood on the steps. She heard everything he said and couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.
No one knew that after Jiang Fuyue returned to her room last night, she sent an email to Weng Xuesheng.
It starts with a reminiscing sentence: It’s been twenty years since we last met. How are you?
Then he went straight to the point and briefly introduced Han Ting's basic situation.
Finally, I asked him: Do you want an apprentice?
There is only one word in the lower right corner: Lou.
Twenty years ago, when she was still Lou Mingyue, she played chess with Weng Xuesheng, who was only 12 years old at the time, under the identity of "Mr. Lou".
The two gradually went from being rivals to becoming good friends, fighting against each other and learning from each other.
Afterwards, he went south to study under a master and became obsessed with chess; while Lou Mingyue went north all the way back to the imperial capital to inherit the Lou family.
The two never saw each other again until she died.
I originally thought that Weng Xuesheng had forgotten me long ago, and I sent that email just to give it a try. After all, twenty years have passed, and even the deepest friendship will fade, not to mention that the two of them are just friends.
Unexpectedly, he not only replied immediately and expressed his willingness to meet Han Ting, but also expressed his concern and greetings several times, with excitement and ecstasy evident between the lines.
But Jiang Fuyue did not return.
She is no longer Lou Mingyue, nor is she the "Mr. Lou" of the past.
Not everyone can accept her current identity and treat her the same as before without asking any questions like Ye Qianji and Ming Yu.
…
According to the agreed time and place, Han Shen took Han Ting to the appointment.
Still wearing the same tuxedo, Han Ting was full of energy, with his head held high, and finally stopped yelling that his father wanted to sell him to another family as a son-in-law for marriage.
In the afternoon, the father and son came back with smiles on their faces.
Han Shen: "It's done."
Han Ting shook his hands and straightened his collar in a nonchalant manner: "I can't help it, after all, I'm a genius."
“…”
"By the way, does our family know a Mr. Lou? He's probably in his forties."
"Is it the building of the Lou Group?"
Han Shen nodded, then shook his head: "It's just the surname Lou, it has nothing to do with the Lou Group."
Han Qishan thought for a moment and said, "There shouldn't be such a person. Why are you asking this suddenly?"
"When we were leaving, Weng Xuesheng hesitated to speak, and finally asked me what my relationship was with Mr. Lou. At the time, I also thought he was from the Lou Group. Our family has never had much of a relationship with the Lou family. But he said it wasn't the Lou Group..."
Jiang Fuyue sat on the sofa, turning a deaf ear and watching the news broadcast calmly.
The Shenkewo epidemic in Continent F has been completely brought under control. A large number of infected patients have been saved thanks to effective medication, and new cases are rare among healthy people thanks to the A+ vaccine.
…
On the fourth day at home, Jiang Fuyue received a call from Ye Qianji, saying that Ming Yu had returned from Qinghui Mountain and was recovering well and could already walk with the help of crutches!
When Jiang Fuyue heard this, he didn't even have time to eat lunch and drove straight to Danggui Bar.
"Where is Master-Master Mingyu?"
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 calls her that now.
Jiang Fuyue turned around and saw Ming Yu standing behind her. His pair of blue-gray pupils, through the special lenses, were filled with a smile as warm as spring sunshine.
His complexion was also much better than before, no longer pale and weak, looking like he might collapse at any time.
Finally, Jiang Fuyue's gaze fell on his legs.
Although he still needs to rely on crutches, he has finally stood up again!
At first glance, they look no different from normal people.
The back is straight and the body is upright.
"You—" She ran over and stopped in front of the man. Her usually indifferent eyes were now filled with joy: "Are you all right?"
Ming Yu smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's fine. But it will take some time for rehabilitation before I can put away the crutches and walk normally."
"That's good, that's good... After I came back from F Island, I looked for my master, but he said you went to Qinghui Mountain to recuperate. I called your cell phone, but it was always turned off..."
This semester, Ming Yu asked for a long vacation directly from Xiaoshan, and the originally planned courses were not offered.
Many Ming University students are asking why Professor Ming’s class was suspended.
Xiaoshan only told others that the professor was very busy, but in fact he himself didn't know where Mingyu had gone or what he was doing.
Jiang Fuyue: "Everyone cares about you, and I'm worried too..."
Ming Yu looked at her, with a tiny light flickering in his eyes, which could be called... gentle?
He said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
From the moment I knew you were alive, I couldn't be better. It doesn't matter even if I can't stand up again.
I don't care, but I'm afraid you'll be disappointed.
"Yueyue is here?" Ye Qianji came down from upstairs with a cup of pearl milk tea in her hand, which she had already drunk half of.
"Master, how is Mingyu doing now?"
Although he said "very good", Jiang Fuyue was still worried, so she asked again.
Ye Qianji looked him up and down and said, "It doesn't look like there's anything serious wrong with him."
Looks like?
Jiang Fuyue frowned, guessing that Ming Yu had just returned from Qinghui Mountain, and Ye Qianji probably hadn't examined him yet, so he could only say "it looks like that".
Ye Qianji certainly did it on purpose.
No one knows Mingyu's situation better than him. He has been with him through these few months.
He hovered at the gates of hell several times, and the Black and White Impermanence were on their way to take his soul, but in the end Ming Yu gritted his teeth and got through it.
Even Ye Ziji had to admire his willpower.
The pain of scraping bones to remove rot, and no anesthesia...
Few people can survive.
Mingyu is a weak scholar who is not young anymore, but he still has such a stubborn and resolute side.
Ye Qianji knew a little about why.
After all, even when he was unconscious, he was still calling out the words "Ming Yue".
Alas, Little Moon is burdened with debts of love...
In addition to knowing Ming Yu's physical condition, Ye Qianji was more aware of how sensitive Jiang Fuyue was.
Once the truth is revealed, it is only a matter of time before she follows the clues and uncovers the truth.
So, he could only say "it looks like" and he had to say that.
Sure enough, Jiang Fuyue had no doubts.
She asked Ming Yu to sit on the sofa, then took Ye Qianji's hand and brought him to Ming Yu: "Master, please feel his pulse now."
"Are you in such a hurry?" Ye Qianji calmly took a sip of milk tea.
"Health is a big deal, so we have to be quick. I'll treat you to lunch, anything you want. Can you help take a look at him..."
She even tried to act coquettishly, for fear that Ye Qianji would not agree.
Ming Yu looked at her, his eyes filled with tenderness.
But the moment Jiang Fuyue turned around and looked at him, he restrained himself completely.
"Ayu, stretch out your hand."
"Okay." Ming Yu followed his instructions like a good and obedient child.
If assistant Zhong Hao was present, his eyes would probably pop out of his head.
When did Professor Ming become so easy to talk to?
Ye Qianji: "Whatever you want to eat?"
Jiang Fuyue: "Of course!"
"Having food but no drink seems incomplete..." Ye Qianji gulped down two sips of milk tea, and perhaps because he tasted the pearls in it, he chewed his mouth twice.
Jiang Fuyue immediately stated: "Drink as much as you want."
"Okay!" Ye Qianji threw the empty plastic cup into the trash can and clapped his hands as if brushing off dust.
Jiang Fuyue understood and immediately brought him a chair from the side: "Master, please sit down."
Ye Qianji rolled up his sleeves, placed his fingers on Mingyu's wrist, and began to examine him carefully with his eyes closed.
Jiang Fuyue didn't say anything else, just stood aside, waiting with his hands down.
Ming Yu sat on the sofa, his crutches aside, his brows relaxed and his expression calm.
At that moment, the air seemed to be quiet.
I don't know how long it took, but finally—
Ye Qianji opened his eyes, withdrew his hand, and slowly lowered his rolled-up sleeves.
Jiang Fuyue was a little anxious and urged him: "Master..."
"Don't worry, he's perfectly healthy! His legs have recovered, but after decades of being in a wheelchair, it'll take time for him to fully adjust to walking. He needs to keep exercising and taking his medicine regularly, and I guarantee he'll be back in action in three months."
Jiang Fuyue was now completely relieved, but...
"Can his eyes also be..." cured?
Ye Qianji seemed to know what she wanted to say. He waved his hand and sighed regretfully, "The damage to his eyes is irreversible. Fortunately, he has lenses. Although it's inconvenient, he can see normally without any problems."
"……All right."
This is all for now.
But Jiang Fuyue is very optimistic. Medical technology is constantly developing. Just because a disease cannot be cured now does not mean it cannot be cured in the future.
Who can predict the future?
Everything is possible.
…
Since he had agreed to treat everyone, Jiang Fuyue asked Ye Qianji to choose the place.
He chose a seafood restaurant not far away.
"It is said that their Australian lobsters are thicker than my legs, and their sea urchins are the fattest and freshest..."
Jiang Fuyue: "Can Mingyu eat seafood now? Is there any impact?"
Ye Qianji: "Seafood is an allergic food, so it will definitely have some impact..."
"Then change one."
"I'm fine."
Jiang Fuyue and Ming Yu spoke at the same time.
She turned her head and looked at him with disapproval on her face: "Don't be silly."
Ming Yu spread his hands and dared not speak.
In the end, we decided to go to that seafood restaurant because they also sell home-cooked dishes, and Mingyu doesn’t eat seafood.
Before leaving, Niu Rui, who had stayed up late playing games last night and had just woken up, appeared at the second-floor stairs with a messy hair.
Seeing the three of them about to leave, 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, touching his belly, "I'm a little hungry now, I want to eat something. Seafood would be great, crayfish... No! Big lobster! And sashimi..."
Jiang Fuyue: "We're going out to eat, together?"
Niu Rui remained calm: "What do you want to eat?"
"seafood."
"Great! Let's go, let's go now!" He grinned and ran down the stairs with a thud.
Ye Qianji: “…” The plan to eat alone failed.
Ming Yu couldn't help but remind: "Your hair?"
Niu Rui quickly dug twice with his hands, and surprisingly he managed to smooth it out. The young man was handsome, and it only took a few seconds to go from sloppy to handsome.
Ming Yu looked at his young face, a hint of longing flashing in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
If Ye Qianji hadn't happened to see it, no one would have known what he was thinking.
Time is a gap that cannot be crossed no matter how hard you try.
…
When they arrived at the restaurant, Jiang Fuyue ordered a table of seafood and asked Ye Qianji and Niu Rui to prepare it.
She accompanied Mingyu to eat light home-cooked meals.
Mingyu is in good condition and has a good appetite.
Jiang Fuyue looked happy and tried to pick up some food for him.
Suddenly, "I heard that you are with Xie Dingyuan?"
I modified it a bit, and I made Xiao Yuyu look so pitiful, ┭┮﹏┭┮
(End of this chapter)
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