Li Yu received the two big men neither humble nor arrogant, with a gentle and elegant face, but he kept muttering in his heart: I didn't hear that Young Master Li had a grudge against Young Master Yan? Why did the two of them feel tit for tat when talking. It's not good for him to cater to this, and it's not good to go along with that, so he can only smile as naturally as possible.
Just at this moment, a call came in, and the screen displayed the words "Meng Jiazhu".
"Patriarch Meng has something to do with me?" Li Yu bowed slightly and walked to the window to answer the phone. Under the terrace are ordinary seats on the first floor. Ten people are surrounded by a round table, which looks very crowded. And Patriarch Meng was sitting in the farthest corner on the phone at this time, with a worried expression on his face. His daughter Meng Yao stood cautiously behind him, her face full of awe and panic.
After she came to the Imperial City, she knew what a top-level family was, and what was called an outsider. In Neptune Star, the Meng family may have some status, but when they come to Imperial Star, they are nothing. For these two tickets today alone, they had been looking for a relationship for a month before they finally got in touch. After entering the table, they found that one of them was a free ticket, and they could not sit, but could only stand. However, even so, many people wanted to come, so in the hall downstairs, there were not a few guests standing like Meng Yao, and most of them were pets or servants kept by the gold master, and their clothes were very revealing.
Meng Yao felt full of humiliation, but had to stand with the eyes of others looking at the goods. She must buy a guqin, otherwise the prosperity and luxury of the Imperial City star will forever be insulated from her.
"How is the Li family lately?" Meng family head said in a roundabout way.
"Are you at the joint auction house? I happen to be there." Li Yu walked outside the terrace and waved to the father and daughter in the corner.
Family Master Meng was not surprised. He had already seen two auction items from Li's auction house in the album. One of them happened to be a guqin. It was in very good condition, but the starting price was ridiculously high. of. After pondering for a while, he called Li Yu and said, "Patriarch Li is really powerful, and he can travel unimpeded in the imperial capital. You see, our two families are also old friends. You take back the guqin and secretly How about selling it to me? You probably don't know, Ouyang Jinghai is going to be engaged to Xiaoyao for the eldest son, and we are doing it. We will be a family in the future, so we should take care of each other. "
Li Yu laughed angrily, and was about to refuse, but Ouyang Ye walked over quickly and said into the microphone, "Let me and Meng Yao's broken shoe be engaged? Let's be your mother's spring and autumn dream! All the men and women in the galaxy are dead. Meng Yao is the only one left, and I won't do it! Want to be the young lady of the Ouyang family? Okay, let her take a test for the ninth-level mecha maker qualification certificate. Hurry up and get out. You ask Meng Yao how much she is worth, and is there an expensive guqin? You are a philanthropist, and you give away such a rubbish thing with hundreds of millions of stars?"
After the words fell, he urged his uncle, "don't pay attention to them, hurry up and call Ouyang Jinghai. If he dares to interfere with my private life, I will immediately break away from the Ouyang family!"
"Okay, don't worry, I'll ask him right away." Li Yu hung up the phone, but did not contact Ouyang Jinghai, because he knew that the engagement was unilaterally proposed by the Meng family, and Ouyang Jinghai had long refused, but The Meng family doesn't give up, and has been making small moves recently.
"Patriarch Meng is probably out of his mind. When his daughter is an immortal, everyone is rushing to ask for it." Li Yu shook his head, his face full of helplessness.
On the other hand, the faces of Patriarch Meng and Meng Yao became extremely ugly. The fact that Qi Ze was admitted to the ninth-level mecha maker qualification certificate in one breath has long been spread in the imperial school, and even the principal of Helian openly stated that if it were not limited by his fragile body, Qi Ze would not have achieved much in the future. It will be worse than Mu Ran.
When Qi Ze was about to change departments, his classmates ridiculed him for being whimsical, but now they are all speechless. The ninth-level mecha maker, I can't find a few all-sea emperors, seriously, Qi Ze has stepped into the ranks of the top dignitaries, and will gain a certain right to speak in the future, and this one goes from the bottom to the top The road, he only walked for two short months.
No wonder Li Yu didn't stop the relationship between his nephew and Qi Ze. It turned out that he saw the potential of each other. Patriarch Meng estimated the value of a ninth-level mecha maker, and had to admit that with Qi Ze around, Ouyang Ye couldn't look down on his daughter no matter what.
"Forget it, just take a look at this auction, it's time to travel to the Imperial Capital Star." He said helplessly.
Meng Yao cried angrily, but she also understood that she had nowhere to go. She could have been engaged to the young master Ouyang, but she chose Ouyang Duanhua under the pressure of Mrs. Ouyang. It was a mistake. If only it were less greedy and less vain.
After hanging up the phone, Ouyang Ye didn't feel relieved enough. He scolded Meng's family hundreds of times inside and out, and hurriedly expressed his loyalty to Qi Shao, "Darling, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything to Meng Yao, yes She has the cheek to entangle her. You know her kind of person, whoever can give her glory and wealth, she will be with whomever she is, without any sincerity. "
"Well, I know." Qi Ze played the game with his head down, not listening to the words of the young master Ouyang.
Li Ziqian was about to ask about their relationship when the auction started. The graceful hostess came up with a small hammer and spoke the opening speech with a smile. The first few lots were not out of the ordinary, and the transaction price was quite satisfactory, but a piece of bamboo slip sealed in a vacuum vessel was very popular, and the bidding was heard one after another.
"It's just a piece of bamboo slip, why is it so valuable?" After the host struck three times, the bamboo slip was sold at an astonishing price, much to Qi Ze's surprise.
"Antiques with text are easy to sell, and the older the font, the higher the price." Li Yu explained patiently, "Due to the outbreak of the last days, a huge cultural fault has appeared in our Chinese nation, and many splendid civilizations have disappeared in the torrent of history. , This is the biggest shortcoming of the empire. In order to protect our cultural heritage, and to trace the origin, antiques with words have become the focus of archaeologists. But paper is something that is difficult to preserve, and it has been around for tens of thousands of years. It has long since turned into ashes, so there are very few ancient books handed down, so they are more precious. As far as I know, the ancient dictionary of the Mu family and the "Erya" in your hand are the only two ancient books left today, and they are still The archaeological value of those who specialize in analyzing text is very high. If you put it here for auction, billions of dollars will not be able to beat it. Look at this bamboo slip, the auction house price is based on the number of characters engraved on it, 10 million per character. "
Qi Ze was stunned. After a while, his face gradually turned green, "That is to say, I donated billions before?" He touched his chest, feeling that he couldn't breathe.
Ouyang Ye coughed and didn't dare to answer, but Yan Junyu and Li Ziqian both held their foreheads and laughed lowly. How much Qi Ze cares about money, no one knows better than them.
"Don't you know the value of that "Erya"?" Li Yu asked in surprise.
"If I knew, I could donate it to the royal family?" Qi Ze stared.
Li Yu said with a sad expression, "I thought you knew, but I complimented you at that time."
"In terms of money, I can't be angry." Qi Ze secretly used his spiritual power, which made him feel better, and then stared at the audience, hoping that his auction items would be sold quickly, so as to make up for the loss. That was billions of star coins, and now that he thinks about it, he can't wait to chop off his own hands.
Since ancient books are so rare, he doesn't plan to forge another one, so as not to attract the attention of some people. In other words, selling books can only be a one-shot deal, after this village there is no such shop!
"Waiter, bring a bottle of spirits here." Li Ziqian poured a glass of wine, put it into the boy's hand while holding back a smile, and comforted, "Drink something to soothe your mood. You can make more money when you run out of money, don't stick to what is in front of you. Point gain and loss."
Qi Ze took the wine and drank it, then looked down at the stage with a blank face, neither playing games nor talking, looking like he was unlovable.
Yan Junyu thought for a while, then quietly edited a text message and sent it to the person in charge of the auction house, asking him to remove the tenth-level energy stones and make a private transaction. It doesn't matter if you take more points, I'm afraid that the energy stone can't be photographed, which will make the boy's mood worse.
After waiting for about an hour, the guqin sent by Li's auction house was finally moved to the stage. The host didn't introduce it, and pointed to the big screen and said, "The auctioneer has specially made a promotional video for this auction. After watching it, I feel that any language is barren for it, so don't say anything at all, please. Feel it for yourself."
A guqin appeared on the huge screen, and a teenager wearing a strange white robe and bare feet walked through the door covered with bamboo carpet. The camera shot only below his neck, but even if he didn't show the slightest face, onlookers could clearly realize his beauty and elegance.
His sleeves were as wide as water, and the hem of his clothes fluttered. He walked to the guqin and sat down, placing it on his knees. This series of actions was obviously played at a normal speed, but the audience suddenly had the illusion that time was stagnant for him. The people who were whispering quieted down, and the people who were looking left and right suddenly looked at the screen, and the originally noisy auction hall was instantly quiet so that needles could be heard.
The boy raised his arm, the wide sleeve slowly slipped down, revealing a slender wrist, and his neatly trimmed pink nails hooked a string and plucked it lightly.
"Zheng..." A golden sound resounded through the hall, shaking the eardrums. Many people showed their teeth-baring expressions, and felt that the exposed skin was slowly getting goosebumps. This sound is too sweet!
However, it wasn't over yet, the teenager picked it up a few times, tried the timbre of the guqin, and then started to play. It is a piece that has never been published in the media, sometimes melodious, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes as fast as a shower, sometimes as slow as a breeze, and when the last lingering sound dissipates, the audience is still unable to recover for a long time.
The song is not long, just five minutes, but it integrates all the superb fingering, and the feelings are extremely sincere and moving. The young man seemed very dissatisfied, pressed his white hands on the slightly trembling strings, and sighed softly.
This was the first time he made a sound, but he immediately compared the beautiful sound of the piano. You don't have to look at his face to guess what an outstanding beauty she is. Applause erupted sparsely in the hall, and after a while, the crowd was like thunder, and the bidders raised their cards one after another, their eyes full of enthusiasm. This level of performance is enough to move to the most elegant palace of the Imperial City, and the timbre and appearance of the guqin are perfect against the background of these hands.
Beautiful piano, beautiful people, beautiful tone, impeccable!
Li Ziqian and Yan Junyu looked at the hands of the young man on their knees, and immediately called for the price. After ten minutes of fierce competition, Yan Junyu finally took the guqin at an unimaginably high price.
"Mr. Yan, please sign the document." The waiter carefully brought the guqin.
"I want that video too." Yan Junyu glanced at Qi Ze without a trace, and sure enough, he saw that the other party was clicking on his brain with brows. It is not difficult to imagine who this guqin originally belonged to, and it is not difficult to imagine how the young man counted a series of zeros in his account with a secret and excited mood.
He must be very happy now, thinking of this, Yan Junyu couldn't help but laugh.
Li Ziqian missed a move, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful, "I haven't walked outside for a long time. I didn't expect the price of the imperial capital to be so high. Akui, remember to bring more money to attend such occasions in the future." Guqin has extraordinary meaning.
He is also a maker and an artist, and his level is far higher than that of ordinary people. This is by no means a quality that an orphan can possess. The master's educational background is extremely strong, 100% from a top family like the Mu family. But the problem is that after several times of the Black-Eyed Galaxy, there is no giant family surnamed Qi, which is worth scrutinizing. Li Ziqian thought about everything in his heart, but he didn't show anything on his face. After waiting patiently for half an hour, he finally took the second antique from Li's auction house.
It is a piece of white jade, with a clear texture, a long history, unique workmanship, and great collection value.
"Good stuff." Li Ziqian put the white jade in a transparent box to prevent it from being eroded by the death energy in him.
Qi Ze, who was easily credited with billions of dollars, finally healed the pain in his heart, and said with a light smile, "It's not a good thing. If you are interested, I will let Uncle Li pay more attention to you."
Li Yu understood and nodded quickly. Only Ouyang Ye was a little discouraged and muttered, "Didn't you say that there are still a few tenth-level energy stones to shoot? Why didn't you see the host's introduction? Could it be someone intercepted?"
Yan Junyu didn't speak, handed Qi Ze a box and explained, "Go back and look at it."
Qi Ze picked up the box, shook it, used his spiritual sense to look inside, and immediately laughed. But one yard is one yard, and he will not take advantage of Yan Junyu in vain. That T3 has to find out the problem no matter what.
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After the auction, Ouyang Ye's mouth was raised, and he was even more determined to move out with Shao Qi. Yan Junyu is already annoying enough for him. If there is another Li Ziqian, the dormitory is really unbearable. Yan Junyu is the most clingy person, he takes Qi Shao wherever he goes, euphemistically saying that the two are partners and must be inseparable; on business trips, he has to make more than a dozen calls every day to ask, like a tracker. Li Ziqian is the most miserable. Either his arm or thigh is lost, and he takes off his clothes at every turn, as if he is in good shape.
Young Master Ouyang became angrier the more he thought about it, but he didn't dare to show it in front of Young Master Qi, so he had to go to the basement to practice swordsmanship. Mo Tianlei became his sparring partner and was often beaten until his nose was blue and his face was swollen.
Qi Ze was probably the most comfortable one in the dormitory. After placing an order and buying a batch of ore, he walked into the studio to check T3's mental power operating system. Yan Junyu set up a huge room for him on the top floor long before the school started, and bought a lot of precision instruments. Not to mention the students, even if the instructor met, he would covet this studio.
"Want to help?" Yan Junyu who followed later opened the heavy toolbox.
"You can hand me anything I want." Qi Ze spread his palms, "Wrench, thank you."
Yan Junyu handed him a wrench and watched in astonishment as he disassembled the huge console into a pile of scattered parts, which took only ten minutes. This is not like a novice who is new to mecha, but like a master who has been immersed in the manufacturing industry for decades. But he didn't ask anything, just silently cooperated with the teenager's progress.
"Do you like to play the guqin?" he tried to strike up a conversation.
"It's alright, just play it when you have nothing to do." Qi Ze focused on screwing a nut.
"Then you can come and borrow the qin from me when you want to play, and I will welcome you at any time." After thinking and thinking, Yan Junyu didn't say anything about giving the guqin to the boy. It was hard to find a legitimate reason for the teenager to come to his room from time to time to stay for a while, and he was stupid to push the opportunity out.
"Okay." Qi Ze repeatedly checked the program and parts, but couldn't find the problem, so he had to say, "I want to disassemble these cables, but in this case, your T3 will basically be scrapped."
"It's okay, take it apart. If I can't find a problem, I will never open it, let alone lend it to someone else." Yan Junyu pulled out a pocket knife from the toolbox.
Qi Ze took the knife, peeled off the rubber of the cables one by one, and pulled out the wires inside. These wires are thinner than a human hair, and when tens of thousands of them are twisted together, they are as thick as the belly of a little finger, and each of them is soaked with the mental power of the mecha maker, changing the original structure and making them easier to conduct driving. staff's instructions.
"There are tens of thousands of finer spiritual power threads hidden in such thin metal wires, and Mu Ran really has two brushes." Qi Ze murmured, "Not only is the metal wire full of his spiritual power threads, but also the production of All the metal of the mecha shell is also soaked by the spiritual force. They are densely distributed in the whole mecha, so that every command you send can get immediate feedback from the mecha. Mu Ran is really attentive to you. The core technology of making super mechas is used in this T3. But he is much more stingy with others... "
Qi Ze shook his head and said nothing further. The "inner vision" introduced by Mu Ran in the class is just a perfunctory thing. In fact, the core technology of super mecha is the condensation of spiritual power. Thanks to those students who were so grateful for being fooled by him, they almost promised each other.
The operation of this kind of spiritual power has been infinitely close to divine consciousness, that is to say, he used his spiritual power to penetrate the spirit words and magic circles in the prototype state into the inside of the mecha, so that they have a certain degree of spirituality. . Therefore, the pilot can communicate with the super mecha; so the mecha's movements are so sensitive, and it is no different from using the driver's own body.
Seeing the core technology of super mecha, Qi Ze was not so interested in it. To put it bluntly, the super mecha is actually a semi-finished product of a puppet, and it can't even fight independently. However, if some novel technologies can be applied to the production of puppets, some inspiration may be obtained.
He picked out each wire and examined it carefully with his divine sense.
Yan Junyu had a straight face and seemed calm, but he was a little flustered inside. Qi Ze always said that Mu Ran was very good to him. Wouldn't he pair himself with Mu Ran? If he knew it would be like this, he couldn't let Mu Ran stay behind if he killed him. As for why Qi Ze could easily see through Mu Ran's manufacturing techniques, he didn't want to ask more. When the other party slowly puts down his guard, maybe one day he will take the initiative to tell himself.
In his wild thoughts, Qi Ze has checked hundreds of metal wires in a row, and sighed, "It's really fine, every one is soaked with spiritual power. You should know that spiritual power is a kind of illusory energy, and it must be released outside. It's all difficult, let alone condensing it into tangible filaments? I bet that Mu Ran was already a 4S-level psychic before the explosion of the Mu family's old house, and he has been hiding his clumsiness. Your mecha said yes T3 is actually a quasi-super mecha."
"But you can still see through his methods at a glance." Yan Junyu had to stop him, otherwise he could tell Mu Ran's good for himself a hundred times.
Qi Ze really didn't say anything. He is afraid of the Yan family, but he trusts Yan Junyu very much, and he is not afraid of being betrayed when he occasionally leaks a little bit of peculiarity. But if the other party really wants to explore it, he will never reveal all his cards.
Yan Junyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
For the next few hours, Qi Ze has been checking the wires, and Yan Junyu put the ones he checked aside and marked which wires were in to avoid confusion. This job is very boring, but he enjoys it. He likes to stay by Qi Ze's side and watch him quietly.
After a short while, Qi Ze suddenly made a "huh".
"What's wrong?" Yan Junyu asked immediately.
"I'll take a look and find a pen and paper." Qi Ze held a wire in his hand and pointed it at the light source to check it repeatedly.
Yan Junyu quickly found a pen and paper and spread it out on the ground. Qi Ze looked at the metal wire and drew a few symbols on the paper; he looked at the metal wire and drew a few more symbols. After half an hour, the symbols on the paper formed a line, which seemed to be the radicals of some Chinese characters when taken apart. , even though they can't read it, the words can't be read, it's very weird.
"What is this?" he asked in a low voice.
Qi Ze's expression was solemn, "This is a ray of divine consciousness." That's right, this is a ray of divine consciousness that has initially had the effect of spiritual words. As long as the inscriber moves his mind, he can immediately take over the control of this T3. . Its composition is completely different from the consciousness of Qianyuan Continent, but the principle is the same.
Unexpectedly, there is a genius of cultivation in a place like the Black Eye Galaxy. There is no cultivation method, no inheritance, and no teacher. He just relied on his own exploration to create an upgraded version of spiritual power step by step.