Star Dome Railway: The opening performance of Taixu Sword God

As he spoke, he took out a long white cloth from his arms.

It looks like something used to commit suicide by hanging from the rafters in some costume dramas.

March frowned slightly and said with disdain:

"This thing is so unlucky, why don't you put it away quickly!"

"What are you afraid of? It's just a prop for the crew, and it's not like someone has died." Yan said sadly and put the white cloth into his arms.

Alan breathed a sigh of relief:

"Fortunately, they are just props, Mr. Yan Huan, just be fine."

I have to say, Alan was still very moved.

Even though the fried rice was said to be poisonous, Yan Huan ate it cleanly.

This is the greatest recognition of Alan’s heart.

"Speaking of which, when will the guests visiting the space station come?" Yan Huan looked around.

Now the corridors of the entire space station have been cleaned up, and it really looks like a leader has come down to inspect.

"Oh, there's still a while." Alan replied.

"There is still a while...how long is it? I see you have been busy for a long time. Is the other party so noble?" Yan Huan asked curiously.

I think back then, when the Happy Star God stayed here to engage in crazy voting, there was no such battle in the space station.

"Uh... about, five more hours?"

"..."

After hearing Alan's answer, Yan immediately picked a department and walked in.

Played Minesweeper on their computers.

"..."

Walter originally got out of the car to deliver red pants. Now that Yan Huan has put them on under Alan's supervision, he left because of this.

Dan Heng, and March Qi sat on the office seats on the left and right sides of Yan Huan, and continued to play on the computer.

March held his chin with one hand, holding the mouse in boredom, playing some simple web games, as simple as just clicking with the mouse.

If Dan Heng didn't ask him to play games on March , he would read some more information.

The machine between the two made a sound again.

Such a voice was heard.

"Nigu XX! Get out here!" A man rode on the smoke and stepped into a holy place.

March , Dan Heng: "?"

……

"Quickly, go to my house and get my Rico 5. Just ask my grandma. She helps me charge it every day. She knows where it is. Hurry!"

……

"I'll test your code!"

……

"It's not just me here, but also my animal friends! Burp!"

"Roar!"

……

March Qi and Dan Heng both looked at Yan Huan's computer.

"What are you looking at?" March asked.

"The love-hate relationship between the traditionalists and the reformers is so interesting! Why don't you wait for the guests to come? I think you can watch several episodes!"

"..."

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Chapter 120 You asked me to lick it

Base compartment section.

Yan put his hands in his pockets, walked through the busy crowd, and slowly came to Alan's side.

This is the reception center and the busiest place in the Black Tower Space Station today.

Alan didn't seem to notice Yan Huan's arrival, and was still talking to the clerk.

"Well, all the cabins that may pass by have been checked, and there are no problems. Remember to report it to Station Commander Esta..." Alan ordered the clerk.

Yan Huan couldn't help but look at Alan's profile.

When calling Esta with other staff, he did not call her "Miss", but politely called Esta "Station Manager".

His speech became much smoother and sharper.

It seems that he really has the demeanor of the chief of the defense department.

"Hey, Mr. Yan Huan, are you here already?"

Alan suddenly felt embarrassed when he noticed that Yan Huan was already standing next to him.

"Yeah, I've even finished reading the battle between the traditionalists and the reformers, and now I've seen the new battle between heroes. Seeing that it's almost time, I'll come over and take a look first." Yan Huan said casually.

At this time, he was dressed to the nines, and as long as he didn't speak, he was still very elegant.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, a strong smell of diaosi could not help but overflow, which was very surprising.

"Is that so? Thank you very much Mr. Yan Huan for attaching great importance to this reception." Alan said gratefully.

"Everyone at the space station is very concerned about this matter this time. We are afraid that the reception will not be good and it will damage the image of Ms. Black Tower."

Yan Huan raised his eyebrows:

"So, who is it? Could it be the envoy of wisdom?"

After hearing Yan Huan's question, Alan explained:

"I also heard from the lady that this guest is Ms. Black Tower's academic partner. If he can associate with her, he must be a well-known figure in the galaxy..."

"Black Tower's academic partner..." Yan Huan was slightly absent-minded, and the appearance of the Black Tower doll gradually appeared in his mind.

Last time, Heita gave a doll to put in the train. Unfortunately, Teacher Ji Zi strictly guarded it and never allowed Yan Huan to touch it at will.

In Yan Huan's view, what Black Tower cares about in the space station is nothing more than its own dignity, star core, and simulated universe.

Now that the star core is here, there is no need to worry at all. As for dignity and other things, Yan Huan does not believe that there are people in this space station who are not short-sighted and want to touch the noble Black Tower lady.

The only possibility is to simulate the universe.

It is said that Simulated Universe is a project developed by Black Tower together with members of other genius clubs.

In other words, the person who came today is probably one of the developers of the Simulated Universe.

"Presumably, he must be very rich, right?" Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Alan: "..."

"If I have credit, I think the big shot will be in demand... Calculating the time, the guests should have arrived. Mr. Yan Huan, please go and see with the group first. I'll call the lady, and then arrive."

"Oh."

Seeing Alan running away in a hurry, Yan silently came to the elevator entrance of the reception center and picked a good seat in advance.

then.

He sat down with a snap.

"..." "?" "!!!"

The surrounding staff looked sideways and looked at this distinguished man with curious eyes.

He obviously looked extremely elegant, but to everyone's surprise, he actually made such an imageless move.

A sharp-eyed clerk saw him skillfully turn the phone sideways, and heard a slight TiMi sound, and suddenly realized:

"Brother Huan, you are here too!"

Hearing this, Yan Huan nodded: "Yes, you are busy, I will pick a good seat and wait."

After he finished speaking, he concentrated on playing with his mobile phone.

At this time, a short figure ran over quickly, and a sliding shovel came to Yan Huan!

"Ah?" Yan couldn't help but look to the side.

The little girl looked serious, slid to his side, raised the camera in her hand and took pictures.

"Click——!!""Click click——!!"

This sudden action made Yan Mou look confused.

I even forgot to press the OK button on the phone screen to confirm successful matching and enter the game.

"Click——!!"

“Crack, crack—!!”

The little girl kept looking for a suitable shooting angle and quickly pressed the shutter.

This scene made the surrounding staff couldn't bear to look at it.

"Wen Shiling started again. She just studied those useless things and didn't even treat the guests well."

"Oh, why don't you look at how many people named Wen are on the space station? If you can monopolize the workplace like their family, you will be more arrogant than her."

"Humph!"

Yan was almost knocked out by the shock. He carefully looked at the face of this loli and then suddenly said:

"General Wen, you are here too!"

Hearing Yan Huan call her, Wen Shiling quickly put down the camera and said in surprise:

"Young Master Huan, what you wore today is so great! I'm sure this set of photos will become a hit if they are posted!"

"Pull him down." Yan glanced at the screen of his mobile phone. Because he didn't click OK, he was suspended for 30 seconds.

Then he said to Wen Shiling:

"Look at me, I look like a loser. I'm sitting on the ground with my cell phone hanging sideways. I'm afraid people will laugh to death if I take the photo."

"What's so difficult about this?" Wen Shiling smiled brightly: "Master Huan, please believe in my p-picture skills. I can make a person fly when I'm sitting down! I can make a person running when I'm lying down!"

"Okay, whatever you want."

After sending General Wen away, with the sound of the shutter sounding again, Yan's game finally entered the game this time.

At this time, Esta and Alan also came over, and both of them tidied up very appropriately.

A white figure also followed quietly behind them.

When Esta saw Yan, she couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Hey, if you don't take the opportunity to show off when you wear this clothes, why are you sitting on the ground and turning dark? This is not in line with your style."

Yan Huan's figure is very conspicuous, because he is the only one sitting on the ground here.

Even if Esta stood in front of him, he remained unmoved. He just stared at the screen and said calmly:

"I have realized that everyone on this space station knows that I am a loser. There is no point in pretending to be a loser, right?"

Esta frowned and said:

"But, the guests you are going to receive later haven't contacted you yet, can't you just hold on?"

"Then I'll start business again when he comes. Zhong Kui is so annoying. He keeps playing tricks on me." Yan also frowned.

Esta: "..."

Seeing that the dissuasion was useless, Esta gave up and said, "I hope you can still make it in time. By the way, you haven't forgotten what I told you before, right?"

"Isn't it just licking? Who can't do that?" Yan said impatiently.