And he felt that this face was very familiar.

"Oh, Little Persimmon is so beautiful today. Didn't the coach summon me?"

"No, the coach only sees him today."

Tang Shizi pointed at Jiang Bingshu. Xu Manyu nodded:

"Then we will contact me when we need to send Brother Jiang back. I have to go to the Nervous City to have a good stroll."

The ginger tree was stunned.

This is Tang Persimmon? This is a scholar? How is this possible?

He had met Tang Shizi.

In the conference room of the chess and card room, Tang Weizi lowered her head and wore big glasses that were scattered... she looked like she was autistic.

But at this time, Tang Persimmon made Jiang Jianshe feel... so beautiful that he was amazed.

Under the gorgeous clothes, she was like a queen.

A person can change his appearance by dressing, but it is hard to imagine that even his inner self has changed completely.

"Let's go, the coach is waiting for you."

"You, you... are you really Sister Persimmon?"

"Well, it's me. You don't have to be nervous."

Without autism or shyness, Tang Shizi looked confident and calm, and was completely different from the previous video conference.

Jiang Bingshu suddenly remembered that Sister Che, who has always been sexy, also changed into formal clothes today.

I just asked myself to change into formal clothes.

It can be seen that everyone respects the coach very much. But he didn't expect that the persimmon with his head down and his big framed glasses...

It's so beautiful.

But judging from Che Sister’s reaction, she seemed to be accustomed to all this?

With these thoughts and confusion, Jiang Bingshu walked to the main hall for some reason.

This main hall is as luxurious as the banqueting living room of the palace buildings in the Order Era.

Under the huge crystal lamp, it is a long table for a meeting.

Not far from the direction facing the owner of the long table, there is a wall with huge portraits hanging.

The content on the painting is a bustling city at dusk.

Because this painting is huge enough, you can see many details, such as pedestrians and street scenes on some streets in the city.

The pedestrians dress very fashionablely, and they are not the kind of advocacy that they are today to cover up the marks of illness.

Those people have good complexion and the delicate skin color is also presented in the painting.

This seems not to be the recorded era of illness, but the earlier orderly era that people yearn for.

At least in the sick city, I can’t see such a beautiful city or so many healthy people.

When I first saw this painting, probably everyone would be shocked by it.

Whether it is the painter's foundation or the content of the painting itself, it will arouse people's inner yearning for that era.

The orderly era in which people only exist in history and pursue health is considered to be as beautiful as a dream in everyone who has learned to read.

When it is concrete, anyone will stare at it for a long time.

But the painting was eclipsed at this time.

In Jiang Bengshu's view, such a shocking painting is ten times more exquisite...

The glory will also be taken away by a man and a woman under the scroll.

At some point, Tang Shizi had already walked to the man.

She held the man's hand, like a dignified and virtuous wife.

The man smiled at the ginger tree.

With just one glance at each other, Jiang Bingshu understood why Sister Che said... she couldn't fight the coach at all.

It is impossible to be cruel to attack the coach.

When the coach looked at him, he felt that all the gloom in his heart was wiped out.

It seemed as if the whole person was instantly in an empty and pure world.

It is a pair of eyes that will definitely make people feel gentle, bright, and at ease.

This man and woman are beautiful and charming.

Jiang Bingshu suddenly felt that... this painting was hidden behind such two people, which was really frustrating.

Who has time to read paintings?

For the first time, he knew what a perfect person is.

But soon, he felt an indescribable regret, because there was no real perfection in the world.

Tang Shizi led the coach to Jiangbianshu step by step.

When he walked in front of him, Tang Shizi had one hand white and flawless, holding the coach with one hand. The other hand was wearing black silk gloves and stretched towards Jiangbianshu.

"Share my hand."

Jiang Bingshu was stunned for a moment, not knowing what this means.

However, he still obediently held Tang Shizi's hand.

At this moment, a magnetic and extremely gentle voice sounded in Jiang Bengshu's mind:

"Hello, Jiang Jianshu. Because of my illness, I can't speak. Next, persimmons will convey my will."

Qin Guanqi's eyes were apologetic. He apologized for being unable to communicate with Jiang Bingshu in person.

Jiang Jianshu was stunned again.

Are you lying to someone... Such a perfect person is actually a mute?

Although people in this world are flawed, everyone in this world is chasing the pathology.

Jiangbianshu has long been used to it and is no longer moved by these things.

But now he still feels extremely sad.

Being sick is not a flaw in this era, but a "advantage" that people pursue.

But he still couldn't accept that such a perfect person could not leave his voice in the world.

This kind of sadness is a regret that fails to do its best.

Only then did he understand why Sister Che said that the coach would change Qin Xianyin to Qin Guanqi.

This name is indeed a bit pessimistic when used on a person who cannot speak.

That's why he changed his name to Qin Guanqi, which means watching the world and playing chess, but he also makes himself ridiculed by watching chess "not speaking".

【S4 type aphasia, his disease is very strong and very dangerous.】

Jiang's short comment did not make Jiang Jianshu feel better.

But this time, he could feel something more or less.

Letters represent rank and numbers represent types? In other words, there seem to be four different types of aphasia in the S-level disease?

Of course, I believe that there is more than one person suffering from aphasia in this world, but other aphasia diseases may not be possessed with an S-level prefix.

At least in Jiang Bengshu's life, he had only seen S-level this time.

Although Jiang Xiaosong did not mention Sister Che's illness, it was not easy to think it was.

This is just Jiang Bengshu's guess.

He withdrew his hand with great caution, and he could see that the relationship between the Persimmon and the head coach was not ordinary.

"Okay, OK, I understand, I'll listen to Sister Shizi next."

Jiang Bingshu guessed that when Tang Shizi touched the coach with her hand, she seemed to be able to establish a certain sense of emotion with the coach.

Tang Weizi walked to the master's position with the coach in his arms.

After Qin Guanqi sat down, he signaled Jiang Bingshu to sit next to him with his eyes.

Tang Feizi conveys Qin Guanqi's will:

"The coach will complete the engraving and sealing for you next. This is a ceremony, a very solemn ceremony."

"Jingdengshu, in this ceremony, you will see a lot of things, feel them with your heart. In this ceremony, you will reveal your true feelings in your heart."

"These feelings will determine your chess job."

Feeling the solemnity and formality in the words, Jiang Bingshu became serious, as if next...
Chapter completed!