Into the Immortal Cultivation

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After staying with the Feng family for one night, Wang Qi was taken to a hall by Feng Shouji and met with Feng Xianglun, the second son of Feng Luoyi.

For this second son, Wang Qi is still very curious. The strange relationship between the earth and the Divine Land also includes many powerful interpersonal relationships. It's just that these relationships have been wonderfully corrected, and it seems more logical.

In the history of the earth, Von Neumann had only one daughter, and died early at the age of fifty-three. But his teacher Feng is a genuine pastime. There is no disease in this world that can let him die prematurely-but then again, the death of Feng Luoyi, who is a few hundred years old, can not be regarded as a premature death. The hundreds of years old men are not ascetic monks, and it seems that a few children are logical.

Feng Luoyi's second son Feng Xianglun is not as famous as his father. Before seeing this grandmaster, Wang Qi didn't even know that there was this character. This is not a good thing. Scientists don't know everything about their peers in the same field. At least they need to know the names of most people or have a general impression, as do monks. Even if there are monks who do not like to be exposed in front of people, at most they conceal their appearance.

In order to enter the Ten Thousand Methods, Wang Qi has done some hard work in mathematics. As long as it is not that the other party's research is too biased, he should know the other party.

Feng Xianglun is only over three hundred years old. For a grandmaster, this is not even middle-aged. But from the appearance, Feng Xianglun is even older than Feng Luoyi. His eye sockets are deep, and his thick dark circles are like black eyes. When Wang Qi saw him, he burst into his heart. He clearly felt a sense of decay in Feng Xianglun.

When Wang Qi entered the front hall, Feng Xianglun and several children of the Feng family had been waiting in the hall for a long time. Seeing Wang Qi, Feng Xianglun's zombie-like face squeezed a bleak smile and said, "The VIP is here. Did the little brother rest well last night?"

Wang Qi laughed: "Thank you for the hospitality. I haven't slept in such a soft bed for a long time."

"That's good." Feng Xianglun pointed to the table in front of him: "The little brother is a valuable guest who sent a letter to his father. I can't lose the gift of courtesy. Let's have breakfast first. We will talk about that matter before we use it."

Wang Qi has nothing to do. Although it can break the valley, the hollow in the belly is not a comfortable feeling.

Unlike the imagination of luxury, Feng's breakfast is light and exquisite. Each person has a bowl of white and tender tofu brain. Wang Qi has two more ingredients in front of him. One is sesame oil, seaweed, shrimp skin, mustard, and miso soup, and the other is honey and preserved fruit. In addition, there are four fried deep-fried dough sticks, half a red heart salted egg, as well as several side dishes such as hot-dried silk and rot.

Wang Qi poured honey and preserved fruit into the tofu brain, and then slowly stirred with a spoon. In this time, he gave Feng Xianglun another look. Feng Xianglun remained expressionless while eating, as if chewing wax.

This family is really ... there is nothing wrong with it.

Everyone in the Feng family had nothing to say when eating, and the atmosphere was a bit depressed. Fortunately, they ate fast enough. By the time Wang Qi finished eating, most of the children of the Feng family had already left the hall.

Feng Shouji told the servant to clean up the chopsticks, and then whispered to Wang Qi: "My father is a little weird, and I hope you will take care of your brother.

Um ... what's wrong with this old man, you should make it clear ...

Looking at Feng Xianglun's old figure, Wang Qi suddenly became nervous.

After a while, a deep breath sounded suddenly in the hall. Wang Qi thought that he was too nervous, and the subconscious Xiang wanted to calm down, but he soon discovered that the breathing was a little scattered and it was the grandmaster Feng Xianglun who was in front of him!

"Laughing." At the end, Feng Xianglun squeezed an apologetic smile at Wang Qi, scaring Wang Qi almost to stand up. Then, Feng Xianglun reached out to Wang Qi and said, "Father's letter, please ask the little brother to bring it over."

Wang Qi took Feng Luoyi's family book from the storage bag. After Feng Xianglun shot it with his force, his hand trembled. He shuddered at the letter and took another deep breath before reading it. While reading, Feng Xianglun always looked like he was about to cry. It was not until he had read the letter four times that he collected it personally.

Then there was the strange silence.

How is this inexplicable embarrassment?

Looking at the guru, Wang Qi felt uncomfortable. Only when Wang Qi started to feel like sitting on a needle felt, Feng Xianglun said: "Little brother, I laughed."

"Well, what's going on with seniors?" Wang Qi wondered: "If you miss your loved ones, it won't be difficult to see Mr. Feng on the side of the calculator. Why bother, father and son ..."

Feng Xianglun smiled bitterly: "This is my heart demon." Seeing Wang Qi is still a puzzled look, Feng Xianglun explained: "My father asked you to send the letter, indicating that you are not an outsider ... Do you want to hear the reason? "

Although Wang Qi has some gossip, he still quits: "If it involves old things that silent writing does not want to touch, seniors don't have to force it."

Feng Xianglun shook his head and asked, "Are you a good learner? How much do you like it?"

Wang Qi frowned: "Although I dare not say that it was a martyr, I still love it."

Feng Xianglun sighed: "Me too. I love counting since I was a child, and I was a little known at that time. At that time, I also thought about solving all the problems that others cannot solve. And for my father to focus on practical skills At that time, I was very despised. I felt that I had to do the last thing to do it. I started to establish a rationale in mathematics, and then the practical skills corresponding to the mathematics can be overwhelmed. In other words, I want to be more than my father. Great calculator. "

Wang Qi frowned. Feng Luoyi's mathematics is first-class in the world, stronger than him ...

Feng Xianglun also saw Wang Qi's expression and smiled: "It's ridiculous, right ... The frivolous idea of ​​young frenzy is not worth mentioning now. Because when I really started researching, I only found out-I was a stupid thing. what."

Feng Xianglun chuckled and seemed to be talking about jokes. But Wang Qi didn't laugh.

"In order to make people feel that I am not a kid who is under the protection of my father's prestige, I chose a field, topology and geometry that my father didn't dabble in. And soon I found out that I couldn't solve the problem with my head. , My father can unlock it with a little thought, not worth mentioning ... "

"Why do you?" Wang Qi looked at Feng Xianglun and sighed: "Mr. Feng is at the top of Shenzhou, and there are not many fortune-tellers in China that are stronger than him. If you use Mr. Feng as the standard for calculation, how many Chinese scholars are famous Can it be considered waste? "

"But I am the father's son." Feng Xianglun grinned: "Cang Sheng Guoshou is known for his genius, how can his son be a waste?"

"In the final analysis, should n’t I like to study? If I do n’t like math, I wo n’t step into the same field as my father. If I ’m not a mathematician, it ’s easy for me to be a common seeker. A happy life? "Feng Xianglun looked at Wang Qi with empty eyes:" Little brother, if you really like to study math, then don't go to your father's door ... "

Wang Qi felt relieved. This is the mathematics version of Hayao Miyazaki and Goro Miyazaki.

A child overwhelmed by his parents' reputation.

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