After an hour of jogging home, there was a sumptuous breakfast prepared by Grandpa Jiu on the table.

Heiyuan came out of the toilet and picked up his mobile phone. He was so excited that he almost dropped it on the ground.

"Ouch, what's wrong with you?" The fat man took a towel and changed clothes and was about to go in to take a shower, when he saw Heiyuan standing outside the toilet door like a goose.

The fat man put his head in front of the phone screen to peek.

"Hey, that girl Lan Lan finally heard back?"

Heiyuan blushed with excitement, pushed the fat man into the toilet, and shouted hurriedly: "You have 10 minutes to wash up, and 5 minutes to finish breakfast, and we will go out."

Without giving Fatty any time to object, Heiyuan turned around and rushed into the bedroom.

15 minutes, not more than a second, Fatty had been dragged onto the street by Heiyuan and started shopping frantically.

"Hey, tell me what you want to buy first."

"Buying clothes, a set of clothes."

Heiyuan didn't have many clothes in his wardrobe, but it wasn't too little either. He didn't even have a satisfactory outfit when he went to see Lan Lan.

The fat man smiled evilly and said, "I'm good at this, just follow me."

Lan Lan sent a message and agreed to meet at Lancheng Lianyuan Zhuqingzhai at two o'clock in the afternoon on Thursday.

The fat man was good at these things. He took Heiyuan for a walk around the shopping mall and arranged a complete set of fashionable yet stable clothes for Heiyuan.

In Lianyuan Zhuqingzhai, there are still two people playing chess in the yard, but the opponent has changed.

Lan Lan knew some Go, but was not proficient in it. Hei Mao patiently guided her.

"Elder brother, your level is too high. I still don't understand the purpose of this move."

"The subordinates play chess to capture the pieces, the sergeants play chess to occupy the territory, the superiors play chess to gain enlightenment; the inferiors play chess to seek profit, the sergeants live to avoid harm, and the superiors live to be wise. A gentleman asks about evil but not about luck, and a master

When looking at the market, look at the risk first. Victory or failure is an ordinary matter, and the changing of yin and yang is a mystery." Hei Zhuo did not hesitate to teach me.

He was very optimistic about this junior sister. He taught her a lot of things like a teacher teaching a junior.

The two have known each other for a short time, but their relationship is actually much better than that between the teacher and Lan Lan.

Lan Lan looked at this senior brother with admiration, who was a few years younger than herself. The opponent's level of chess was probably far behind many professional chess players.

"Hey, junior sister, don't look at me like this. You also know that I was weak when I was a child. I often stayed in bed to recuperate. I would learn to play chess while lying in bed with nothing to do. I just have more time to think than others."

Hei Mao's self-effacing words were correct. He indeed spent most of his childhood in bed.

But he also failed to make it clear that during those years when he was bedridden, he not only used Go to exercise his thinking, but also had more magical experiences.

Heiyuan and Fatty came to Lian Garden in advance and after searching around, they found Zhuqingzhai hidden in the most hidden corner of the courtyard complex.

The fat man went to knock on the door, and Heiyuan stood behind him and observed the place quietly.

Quiet, elegant, elegant and quiet.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Lan Lan gave Huo Fan a big hug, but when it was Hei Yuan's turn, she seemed a little reserved and shy. Finally, under the encouragement of the fat man to fake a cough, Hei Yuan went up and hugged her in his arms and refused to let go for a long time.

"That's enough for you two, what about the dog abuse?"

"Ahem, cough, let's walk into the house." The fat man couldn't bear to see Heiyuan who was so lustful and forgetful about his friends, so he walked into Zhuqingzhai with his hands behind his back.

"This place is nice and quiet. Lan Lan, I don't even know when you owned such a house."

The fat man wanted to continue teasing Lan Lan when he caught sight of a thin figure standing in the courtyard.

The fat man poked Heiyuan, who was still immersed in excitement, to remind him that there were strangers here.

"This yard is not mine, it belongs to this gentleman."

"Let me introduce to you, this is Hei Zhuo."

"This is Hei Yuan, and the one next to him is Huo Fan."

Just as nervous as Heiyuan was Hei Zhuo, who extended his right hand to Heiyuan. "Anchor, we finally meet."

Heiyuan paused and asked tentatively: "Is it true that you are not a demon?"

"Lan Lan, let me just say that he can guess my identity immediately." Hei Mao turned to look at Lan Lan beside Hei Yuan and winked his right eye mischievously.

Heiyuan looked at the familiar interaction between the two, feeling uncertain in his heart.

The fat man exclaimed: "Are you a bastard but not a demon? Rich man?"

I don’t know which aquarist gave him the nickname Zhuo Bu Yao. After the first time he was called, he was highly praised by aquarists. Later, everyone called him Tuhao Ge by default.

Hei Mao, an aquarist with the ID of Zhuo Bu Yao, deserves the title of rich man, and he remains at the top of the reward list.

And for two weeks in a row!

"I've found a professional in the government, and I've admired him for a long time." Hei Mao kept his expression calm and responded to the fat man in the same way.

"Hey, we are all friends, don't complain about anyone." The fat man knew each other well, and the other party was also a big benefactor, so he would fawn over him if he could.

"Your surname is also black? What does it have to do with us?" There are very few people with black surnames. In the last census, there were less than 20,000 people with black surnames in the country.

It was such a coincidence that I met one.

Hei Zhuo looked at Hei Yuan steadily, shocked by his keen insight.

"In terms of blood relationship, we are distant cousins. We both have the three-dot character for water. You are Yuan and I am Zhuo."

Heiyuan nodded lightly. He didn't want to know about the Hei family right away. He didn't care too much about what Hei Zhuo was doing when he appeared next to him. The two of them were about to join forces now.

In his heart, he is still concerned about the relationship between Lan Lan and Hei Zhuo. Have they known each other all along, or recently? If they have known each other all along, why didn't they hear Lan Lan mention it? If they just met, where did the tacit understanding between the two come from?

Where?

Fortunately, there was no trace of affection in Hei Mao's eyes when he looked at Lan Lan, and most of them were pure appreciation and care. It was more like the care of the elders for the younger ones, just like the way Hei Jiu looked at Hei Yuan.

This made Heiyuan feel more at ease, and his impression of Hei Zhuo became a little better.

The four of them sat around a table and talked about their current situation and future plans.

Hei Zhuo did not turn around and said directly: "Hei Yuan, I want to join your live broadcast team. I mentioned this in the live broadcast room when you broke through last time. What do you think about it?"

During the live broadcast, Heiyuan did not have time to give a positive reply. He needed time to think about it, and this meeting was to determine the candidates for the group.

Heiyuan looked at Lan Lan expectantly and asked her: "Lan Lan, what about you? Do you want to join the group?"

Lan Lan declined apologetically: "I'm sorry, I won't consider joining the group for the time being. Don't think too much about it. I also want to take risks with you, but you may not know that I am the chief designer of Hongmeng Pavilion.

"

Knowing this information, Heiyuan and Fatty were a little surprised, especially Fatty.

"What? You are the chief designer? When did it happen? Doesn't that mean you know all the scenes? Tell us the details."

Lan Lan rolled her eyes at the excited fat man and said with a smile: "Hongmeng Pavilion is a project of our Lan Group. It was planned six years ago and was designed by me and dozens of designers five years ago."

"However, as the chief designer, I am very talented. I only provide the design of the general direction of the early theme, plan the story blueprint, and build the world view. Every detail, character setting and sub-plots are all completed by the scene designer."

"So what you're saying is that you don't know what's going on in the scene?" Fatty said.

Lan Lan nodded.

"And the venues make many minor adjustments every year. The Hongmeng Pavilion has been in operation for several years. The subplots and some characters have undergone several major changes. I don't know much about the details."

What's more, Lan Lan now has to help Lan Qin manage the venue operations and help the two of them get through the game behind the scenes. If she directly joins the team to participate in the experience, it would be unfair and would be taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives.

Heiyuan was not sad when he didn't get the answer he hoped for. Lan Lan could take the initiative to ask him to meet, which meant that the gap between the two had been eliminated and he didn't have to rush to bring her to his side.

The days ahead are still long, and he is patient.

Hei Yuan asked Hei Zhuo: "Why do you want to join the live broadcast group?"

"I knew you would ask this question." Hei Zhuo's expression was clear. He had been paying attention to Hei Yuan for too many years. It can be said that the first thing he did after coming out of a certain mysterious field was to find Hei Yuan's whereabouts.

When he found Heiyuan, he began to plan the subsequent actions, but he could not tell these people what he had done, because the time had not come yet, and if they knew too much, it would only lead to disaster and even risk their lives.

Hei Zhuo was silent for a while, and decided not to beat around the bush, but directly told the whole story about the Nine Prisons of China and the ten-year clan election that Lan Lan mentioned when he met him for the first time.

The two of them were stunned!

"You mean that I will go back to participate in the election of the Nine Supervisors clan in the future?" Heiyuan asked indifferently. He didn't want to mention the Hei family, but Hei Zhuo insisted on mentioning it.

Heiyuan lost his parents when he was young. Although he didn't talk about it on the surface, he actually looked up a lot of information secretly. He had some knowledge about the Hei family, and he also knew a little bit about the huge and mysterious organization of the Nine Prisons.

For a family with such a strong foundation, why was he exiled? The family never paid any attention or support. There may be a shocking secret hidden behind it.

He is not ready to contact anyone from the Black Family.

Heimao didn't make a statement, so it was his acquiescence.

"I don't want to talk about clan election, but you can consider joining our live broadcast group." Heiyuan said.

For some reason, his first impression of Hei Mao, a cheap distant relative, was good, and he felt vaguely familiar.

The other party also admitted very frankly that he told him the reason when they first met, instead of making some lame excuses to deceive him. Whether the other party can deceive him is another matter. Whether he can deceive is another matter.

"Don't think about it, you will broadcast the fourth scene next Monday and I will join directly to get used to it first."

"In such a hurry?" the fat man asked doubtfully.

Hei Zhuo asked with a serious expression: "Hei Yuan, you should be the next to challenge the Nemesis and the Jiran Live Team, right?"

"Um."

"Since you plan to take on the challenge, the number of people in the team is definitely not enough. As far as I know, the scene design of the venue starting from the third act has more than three floors. How can you cope with two teams with full personnel if you are just two people."

"I know you are excellent and not afraid of any challenge, but the reality is here and you can't escape it."

Hei Yuan carefully discerned the meaning of the other party's words. Although he felt strange in his heart, Hei Zhuo spoke sincerely and his attitude was sincere, not allowing him to refute at all.

"There is no escape, it just takes time to choose."

Hei Zhuo never took his eyes away from Hei Yuan, his expression was so excited that he almost had the words "Choose me" carved on his face.
Chapter completed!