Star Dome Railway: The opening performance of Taixu Sword God

She came in.

The first thing that came into view was a pile of clothes, placed haphazardly everywhere.

March kicked the slipper by the door back to the bed and collided with the other slipper.

"Damn, why are your other half's slippers by the door?" March placed her hands on her hips, very confused.

Yan Huan lay on the bed, silent and silent.

The light of the screen reflected on his face, and he was lying on the bed, playing with his laptop.

Seeing that he didn't respond, March Qi walked forward in confusion.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

She approached the bed, glanced at the screen content, and immediately touched her face and exclaimed.

"Fuck, Hara!"

Yan Huan: "..."

Yan closed his notebook and took a deep look at March Qi. Silently lifted the quilt, walked out of bed, and picked up the clothes on the floor.

While waiting on March , he finally got dressed.

Throughout the whole process, March th sat by the bed, waiting quietly.

At the same time, he took out his mobile phone and typed. It seemed that he was complaining about Yan Huan's life to someone.

After hearing that Yan Huan had finished putting on her clothes, there was no sound. She silently raised her head and found that the other party was staring at her.

Doubts on March :

"what?"

Yan Huan: "You sit on my sunglasses."

"..."

March th stood up and looked back at where he was sitting. There was indeed a pair of sunglasses.

Maybe it's because the bed is so messy that I don't even feel a thing when I sit on it.

"What are you wearing all those sunglasses for? Are you afraid of the sun?"

"No." Yan Huan put on her sunglasses silently and said coquettishly:

"This makes it more stylish."

March 7: "..."

In Yan Huan's understanding, he was just pretending to be beeping today, so naturally he had to be more decent.

Wearing a black trench coat, sunglasses and gloves, he walked quickly in the observation car like a senior agent.

Sitting on the sofa, when March th brought his breakfast to the table, he did not forget to glance at his pocket watch:

"Three seconds too late, please pay attention next time."

March 7: "..."

Under the strange looks of people in the carriage, he ate very gracefully and slowly.

One by one, chew and taste carefully.

It was obviously just a bowl of fried noodles, but it gave him the feeling of French food.

Gentle, chewing slowly, and being pretentious.

It feels like you are in a high-end Western restaurant, with soothing and elegant music playing around you.

March sniffed and glanced at the clerks who were waiting under the train to pick up Yan Huan.

"Hold it, I have to... hold it back. There are so many people watching below. You can't do anything, and you must not do it today. Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, exhale..." March Qi took a deep breath.

Yan Huan could usually finish the fried noodles in less than a minute, but now it took him a full ten minutes to eat them.

There was even half of it left on the plate at this point.

He continued to eat.

Another ten minutes passed, and there was still a quarter of the noodles on his plate.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong-ding-dong-"

On March , the message notification tone on the mobile phone kept ringing, and it seemed that the relevant personnel of the space station were urging me.

Because Yan Huan was eating noodles with soybean paste and didn't return, he sent them all to March th.

March was busy replying to those messages, while urging someone who was sitting on the sofa chewing slowly:

"Brother, can't you eat faster?! According to the original time, we are already late."

Yan Huan turned a deaf ear and said with a smile:

"Why are you anxious? The emperor is not anxious and the eunuch is anxious. The protagonist usually appears last."

March th's pink-blue eyes widened, "No, what about you? Are you going to eat a bowl of noodles with soybean paste as a French meal?"

Yan still shook his head:

"This is no longer an ordinary bowl of noodles."

He looked at March th with bright eyes.

"This is a milestone in my glorious life."

In March th's astonishment, Yan Huan suddenly sped up his movements and quickly finished off the remaining noodles.

He wiped his mouth gracefully with a handkerchief, stood up, and looked at the people outside.

A big wave of his hand.

He said in a deep voice:

"It's almost time. Let's go, let me, Yan, see the world."

March 7: "..."

Yan Huan was seen striding off the train with his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, his clothes flying.

March hurried to follow.

Because the simulated universe was to be tested today, Black Tower unexpectedly wanted to display the research results on public screens throughout the space station.

Therefore, many staff members were given a day off and made a special trip to watch Master Yan Huan.

As soon as I got off the train, the clerks who were waiting outside said very respectfully:

"Master Yan Huan, you are finally here!"

Yan Huan pushed up his sunglasses and glanced at the circle of clerks with an expressionless expression.

Put your hands behind your back and face the sky:

"Sorry, everyone, I kept you waiting for so long. It must be very hard to wait here all this time."

Originally, the staff were quite complaining about why Yan Huan came out so slowly.

But after hearing his words, all dissatisfaction suddenly disappeared.

"It's nothing, haha! Master Yan Huan is just being polite. It doesn't matter if we wait."

"Yes, yes, we feel extremely honored for people like you to have the honor of personally testing our space station projects!"

"Even if you are as strong as Master Yan Huan, can you still go to the toilet?"

"Please give me an autograph!"

The crowd responded enthusiastically, and Yan Huan shook hands with them one by one without missing a single one.

It looks like a big leader coming to inspect.

Watching March , I was stunned:

"This guy is really good at pretending."

There were many familiar faces among the staff participating in the handshake.

Capote shook hands with him: "Brother Yan Huan, do you still remember me? Haha, you stole the show today."

Yan Huan nodded politely: "Of course I remember, Mr. Bo seems to be a little out of shape today."

Capote waved his hand politely: "It's just a little bit of wind and frost."

Followed by.

Rongcang finally shook hands with him: "Brother Huan, do you still remember me? You were protected by two star core hunters in the containment cabin. If you hadn't attracted firepower and the antimatter legions were lining up to attack you, I would have killed you." I suffered. Now my injuries have healed, and my boss who has been pressuring me about my thesis has been reported. I feel like my life is full of hope!"

Yan Huan smiled politely: "Of course you remember, report it well. This kind of boss is the most annoying. I wish you a happy life."

Rongcang finally bowed deeply: "Thank you, my brother Huan!"

Followed by.

Rocky shook hands with him: "Brother Huan, do you still remember me? Your sword caused changes in the magnetic field of the entire universe and prevented starquakes. If it weren't for you, my girlfriend Leslie and I might have died because of The curvature of space and time will never be seen again. Thank you very much for your generous intervention."

Yan Huan nodded politely: "Remember, the one who complimented me on my awesomeness that day was you who screamed the loudest."

Followed by.

La Mingna shook hands with him: "Mr. Yan Huan, I don't know if you still remember me. When I saw you handling the mandrill, I gradually understood a lot of things. I think that only by having the courage to take action like you can we get the results." It belongs to my own dignity. So I wrote a report letter that day and reported it to my leader. Did I do the right thing?"

Yan Huan nodded politely:

"Remember, report it well. The space station needs talents like you. To rectify the workplace, it starts with you."

Lamina bowed deeply:

"Thank you Master Yan Huan for your guidance, I will definitely continue to work hard!"

Look at these people praising Yan Huan.

March th held her breath, covered her face with her hands and exclaimed:

"The person they brag about and the person I know are really the same person?"

Chapter 21 Is he really crazy?

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Xiao Sanyue seemed to notice something.

She slowly glanced at the person who shook hands with Yan Huan just now, recalling what they had said.

Start to tease out the connections.

Leaving aside Rocky, isn’t Ramina’s leader Capote?

In other words, Lamina went to report Capote herself.

The subject of the staff member named Eikura Suzu seems to be to study the strange object "Uwu Bo".

He said that his boss, who had been suppressing his papers, was finally reported, so he was very happy.

Could his boss also be Capote?

"..."

March 's eyes fell on Capote.

really.

Although our Mr. Bo was also applauding and celebrating at this time, the smile on his face was much haggard.

It's like he's aged a few years.

Full of vicissitudes of life.

The radiant and heroic figure I saw that day on March will never come back.

"What on earth did he go through?"

When Yue Yue was confused, he suddenly saw that Yan Huan's handshake was already on the child's side.

At this time, Wen Shiling, wearing a shirt with Yan Huan's face on it, was cheering.

Seeing Yan Huan coming over, she excitedly stretched out her hand: