Dress like a soft and feminine woman! Musical power MAX

"I apologize for my arrogance."

Feynman bent towards Xia Tang and put his hands on her shoulders, making a perfect 90-degree angle, which is a relatively standard way of apologizing in the interstellar world.

Xia Tang could see frustration on his face, but no dissatisfaction.

Xia Tang recalled the various small concerts that she had been dragged to attend by her agent. The bigwigs below first sneered at the music, then instructed her and other musicians in how to control their performance with a big mouth, and finally left in a haughty manner.

But the person in front of him was very sincere about music, musical instruments, and herself, an unknown little female.

"Please get up quickly. There is nothing to apologize for." Xia Tang quickly raised his hand and asked Feynman to get up:

"You are not familiar with them, nor do you know them. It is normal that you do not notice these unnecessary details just based on their appearance."

"You don't know that I have been interested in these ancient combat instruments since I was a teenager. This was even the topic of my graduation thesis! From any perspective, I should be more familiar with them than you."

Feynman was ashamed: "Even if I don't mention these, pride and complacency are taboos in the military. I should reflect on myself."

"It's not that serious..."

Xia Tang waved his hand: "You don't have to think too much, this is just a small episode in my spare time. Winning or losing is just a good fortune. If you really like my paintings, how about giving you one?"

"Really?" Feynman immediately became less frustrated.

Xia Tang felt that he was being tricked: "… Just pick whatever you want, and I'll draw it for you on the spot."

Feynman immediately went to choose happily.

Severida looked at the display case in confusion: "What's so good about these outdated antiques?"

Feynman stroked the glass window of the display case and said, "They are classical, exquisite, ingenious, and can even be used without bullets. Each one is very unique and can never be compared with the current unified star guns and star cannons!"

"You always say that." Severida obviously disagreed with Feynman:

"How do you know that the Star Gun is inferior to these antiques? Besides, these things have been here for such a long time, it is still unclear whether they can be used! There must be a reason why things are eliminated by the times!"

“Who says they are obsolete?”

Suddenly a hoarse voice was heard, and Hero appeared behind them without anyone noticing. He was dragging a broken leg and walked away silently.

"Hero?" Feynman was the first to recognize him: "How is your health recently?"

"Thanks to you, I'm in good health." He Luo limped over and asked, "What's the situation in the army now?"

"It's still the same." Feynman tapped the display case with his fingers. "You know it."

Hero nodded and said to Severida: "These ancient combat equipment are not eliminated by the times, but there are no people who understand them."

Severida asked, "You have been here for so many years. Do you understand them? Do you know how to use them? Can you write down how to use them? The military curriculum clearly states that these ancient combat devices cannot be controlled, debugged, or copied."

Seeing that Hero looked unhappy, Xia Tang immediately signaled Severida to stop talking with his eyes.

Feynman also patted Severida.

He knew Hero's bad temper very well. Hero was very obsessed with these combat machines. In addition, he had broken a leg on the battlefield before, and no female was willing to accompany him over the years, which made Hero a little moody.

Feynman tried to smooth things over for Severida: "Young people don't know how to take things lightly. You don't have to argue with them."

He Luo shook his head and said self-deprecatingly: "He is not wrong. I am a fool and I really don't know how to use them. But I believe that they will meet people who truly understand them, and there will definitely be a day when they can see the light of day again... Don't you agree?"

He Luo's last question was directed at Xia Tang. His long-dried eyes suddenly stared at Xia Tang, revealing an extremely urgent emotion that made her feel her scalp tingling.

"Ah? Asking me?... Well, maybe." Xia Tang replied casually.

Mistu noticed Xia Tang's nervousness. He took a small step forward and created a safe distance between Xia Tang and He Luo.

Fortunately, Hero did not pursue him relentlessly and soon left with his broken body.

"He has no ill intentions," Feynman explained for Hero, "He's just a little stubborn."

Xia Tang shook his head: "It doesn't matter."

Feynman looked around and finally chose the one he wanted the most at the beginning. He pointed and said:

"That KAWAIUP_126E over there, is that okay with you?"

Xia Tang looked over and saw the very classical upright piano.

Severida said to Feynman, "This should be the largest one in the museum. You really know how to choose."

"Although it's big, it's not complicated." Xia Tang said, "It's very easy to draw, no problem."

Several people walked out of the museum while talking. Xia Tang glanced at the time and restarted the live broadcast. The previous vote showed that everyone voted for Marshal Feynman.

[Did the Marshal win? ]

【squat!】

Xia Tang leaned over first with her bright smiling face, then turned the camera to Feynman's lost face.

【What's going on? 】

【I have a bad feeling.】

"Keep your word, you have to clarify." Xia Tang held the camera in front of Feynman and whispered, "Otherwise I won't draw for you."

"Uh..." Feynman felt a little uncomfortable at first, but when he thought about getting today's consolation prize soon, he quickly adjusted his mindset:

"I'm sorry everyone, I lost. Miss Xia Tang's painting is perfect, without any flaws."

【Zundu fakedu! 】

[You're not, are you? Marshal! ]

【The baby is really a genius! 】

[Tell me the truth, did you let it slide on purpose? ]

【Give me back my benefits! 】

【I'm really going to cry.】

Xia Tang blinked, and seeing Feynman's helpless look, he quickly turned the camera back and interacted with his fellow stars in a friendly manner for a while.

During this time, Mistu found a cafe and a few people sat down.

"Friends, don't be angry. There will be many more benefits in the future, not just this one! And Marshal Feynman has already apologized."

[It’s a pity that I didn’t see this scene. 】

【I think the Marshal should also apologize to me.】

[But if that's the case, then the Marshal won't get the painting, right? ]

"No, no." Xia Tang waved his hand: "It's a bet, but now Marshal Feynman has officially become my fan. When meeting fans, I always have to give them some gifts. I will still give them paintings."

[Then the Marshal lost the bet, what did he give you? 】

Xia Tang showed the barrage to Feynman.

"I've said before that I can agree to any of your requests." Feynman was very casual.

"I want to ask you for a strongest level security system."

Xia Tang thought of Barn who was tortured by Margaret: "Even people in the royal family can't enter at will."