The first top lady

While the KT team was discussing battle strategies in the bar, Feng Yanhui rushed to the Thousand Gods Temple and held an emergency meeting in the training room.

"It's too late. I'll make it short." Feng Yanhui pushed the door open and walked in. She glanced around and finally fixed her sight on Ji Zezhou. She said directly, "Ji Zezhou and I will go see Jiayin. You guys hurry up and train."

"Jia Yin?" Lu Ran stood up excitedly, "Captain, have you found Jia Yin?"

Feng Yanhui looked at Ji Zezhou.

Ji Zezhou hesitated and said, "I think so."

Song Weinan asked eagerly, "Will Jiayin come to help in the match against KT? Then we will definitely win, right?"

Jiao Ke stood up and high-fived Lu Ran to celebrate, as if he had already secured victory.

Ji Zezhou swallowed silently.

It was too early for them to rejoice.

"You guys... don't hold out too much hope." Ji Zezhou still told the truth, "She said she won't come back."

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured over everyone present.

There was a moment of silence in the training room.

Han Changyu whispered: "But she is our last hope..."

The air pressure in the training room suddenly became heavy, and the hope that had finally ignited was extinguished in an instant.

Seeing that everyone was dejected, Feng Yanhui clapped her hands and said loudly: "Don't worry, we will do our best to convince her. Everyone just train well, and most importantly, take care of your health and wait for our good news!"

Everyone looked at each other, and the dull atmosphere gradually became lively.

Lu Ran was the first to break the silence. He raised his arm and said, "Brothers! It's time to turn the tables! KT has suppressed us for so many years. It's time to get back at us! We are not cowards. Even if there are two KTs, we must not back down."

"Okay! Team JY will never admit defeat!" Song Weinan said, "Captain, vice-captain, go ahead and don't worry. You will see a different Team JY in the competition in 20 days."

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Longquanli.

"Dangdang——"

There was a knock on the door and Song Yice was squatting on the ground building a nest for Xiao Huihui.

"Please come in."

He turned his head to look at the door and saw Song Yishen walking in.

"Brother?" Song Yice stood up and asked, "Is it my sister who wants to see me?"

He thought Song Yishen was here to call him downstairs.

"No." Song Yishen patted his shoulder and walked to the window.

Song Yice followed over with confusion, still with a sunny smile on his face, and looked out the window with Song Yishen.

The beautiful scenery in the yard can be seen.

The weather was refreshing after the rain and everyone was having fun in the yard.

Song Yishen retracted his gaze, turned his head to look at Song Yice who was standing beside him, and said in a gentle voice: "For so many years, she has been looking for you and thinking about you all the time."

Song Yixuan and He Yunchu, who were sitting on the swing and chatting, caught his eye, and the smile on his lips unconsciously deepened.

"Twelve years ago, she was just an indecisive little girl who only wanted to save you and probably didn't consider your feelings."

"This room," Song Yishen turned around and looked at the exquisitely decorated room behind him, and continued to say to Song Yishen, "It is reserved for you. Even if you are not at home, there is always a room for you at home. And in Linhang Tianhe, every home has a room for you. It was cleaned by my sister herself."

"I just want to tell you that she didn't abandon you. This has always been your home."

Song Yice was wondering why Song Yishen suddenly said these strange words to him, it turned out that he wanted to explain all this.

"Brother, don't worry. I have never blamed you, and I will never hate my sister." Song Yice smiled sincerely, "My memory is not wrong, and I know that my sister did not abandon me in the first place."

Song Yishen probably thought that Song Yice was young at the time and had a high fever, so his memory might be wrong. He was worried that Song Yice would mistakenly think that Song Yixin deliberately abandoned him and therefore resent Song Yixin, or keep this grievance in his heart.

Song Yishen just wanted to explain it clearly. As the eldest brother in the family, he didn't want anyone in the Song family to hold grudges against each other.

The six brothers and sisters should be the most trusting and closest family in the world.

"Besides, I've had a very happy life these years. I can go wherever I want to go, eat whatever I want to eat, and learn whatever I want to learn..."

Song Yishen looked at Song Yice who was talking incessantly and felt that his action of coming over to explain seemed unnecessary.

Song Yice really never blamed Song Yixin.

Moreover, he was doing well.

In this way, he was completely relieved.

Song Yishen smiled, put his arm around Song Yice's shoulders and said, "Let's go down and find them."

They have always been brothers.

A competition was taking place in the center of the yard. Song Yice raised his hand excitedly, indicating that he wanted to join.

He likes fighting as long as it's just the right amount.

It has been a long time since anyone played with him. It has been more than half a year since the last time Shen Yang practiced with him. He felt itchy and his hands were itching to play.

He Yunchu and Song Yixuan sat side by side on the swing, enjoying the performance on the small arena in the center of the yard.

This is a competition between the Song brothers and sisters.

It was the first time He Yunchu watched it. But Song Yixuan didn't participate. She never participated. But He Yunchu had seen Song Yixuan's personal performance a long time ago.

Guan Yi pulled Guan Qian to the second-floor terrace and secretly observed the movements in the yard from upstairs.

"Just say it if you have something to say." Guan Qian leaned against the wall, playing with a transparent lighter made of white crystal in his hand.

He flicked the switch, and the fiery red flames seemed to appear out of thin air, reflected in his clear eyes.

"Brother, don't you think everyone in their family is weird?" Guan Yi squatted in front of the white cement vase column guardrail and carefully looked down through the gap in the guardrail. "For such a big family, there is not even an adult. The older ones don't go to work, and the younger ones don't go to school. They all stay at home and don't even go out. There must be something fishy!"

During the two days that Guan Yi was here, he felt that the entire family atmosphere of the Song family was very good, but because it was too good, it made him feel it was unreal.

"It's summer vacation already." Guan Qian said lightly.

"That... is still not right!" Guan Yi shook his head, insisting that there was something wrong with the Song family. "Would a normal family have six children? Six! This is the south, and the control was very strict in the past."

The butler's first and second wives each have four children, and he thinks that is already a lot.

"They are not real siblings." Guan Qian walked to the middle of the terrace and sat on a rattan chair, "But they are better than real siblings."

Guan Yi's legs were numb from squatting. He patted his calves and sat down on the ground. "Brother, why doesn't Sister Xi go up and compete with them? Does she not know how to fight?"

This time, Guan Qian did not speak.

The figure of Song Yixuan on the Heilitang arena appeared in front of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, with a smile on his face.

Song Yixuan doesn’t know martial arts?

This might be the funniest joke he had ever heard in his life.

"Okay, I declare," Song Yichen stood up, "the winner of the... I don't know how many martial arts competitions is - Song Yichen!"

"Oh yeah——" Song Yice jumped three feet high.

He Yunchu clapped and said, "The prize for the winner is generously provided by Wanhui International. Now, I will be the representative to present the prize to Yice."

Song Yitian cried out in regret, "Ah? There's a reward? If I had known, I would have used my best."

Missed the jackpot.

Under the grape trellis, he suddenly began to speak literary knowledge, and could speak all kinds of knowledge about mathematics, physics, chemistry and biology.

"Sister, who do you think is right?" Song Yitian looked at Song Yixuan.

Song Yixuan stepped back, turned around and ran.

In terms of martial arts, she can provide guidance.

As for literature, she has no idea what it means.

Everyone focused their attention on He Yunchu, who had a bad feeling and said, "I'll go see if my sister is okay."

She is an art student and doesn't understand physics or chemistry.

The short leisure time was over soon. He Yunchu had to go back to manage Wanhui International, Song Yishen had to go to work at the hospital, and a group of people returned to Linhang City in a large crowd.

That day was Song Yice's birthday. Song Yixin went into the kitchen early in the morning and said he would have cake for lunch.

But she didn't do it.

She was wearing a pink apron and was covered in flour and cream. "Afternoon! I will definitely be able to make it in the afternoon!"

"Yice, there's a package for you." Song Yitian put on a facial mask and struggled to find Song Yice, "Where is he?"

"I'm coming."

"Ok?"

Song Yitian only felt a gust of wind passing by him.

Song Yice came back with a package wrapped in a white plastic bag, about two fingers thick.

"What is it?" Song Yitian put his head close to the express delivery to see clearly.

"Oh!" Without opening it, Song Yice already knew what was inside.

He sighed as he opened the package, and a purple book appeared in their sight.

Song Yitian chuckled, and the facial mask on her face burst out from her laughter. "No, Wu San? Hahahahaha, I can't take it anymore, my facial mask."

"My master's gift is only Wu San." Song Yice shook the Wu San in his hand, as if he was used to it.

Who gives birthday gifts on May 3rd?

Shen Yang!

"I want to tell this joke to my sister." Song Yitian threw the facial mask into the trash can and ran to the kitchen to find Song Yixuan.

Song Yice went upstairs in two steps and put Wu San on the bookshelf.

This was a birthday gift given to him by his master, so he naturally cherished it very much.

So, he did very well in the questions and got a high score.

Is this a unique way for Shen Yang to improve Song Yice's performance?

"Master, even though you are far away in a foreign country, you didn't forget to send me the five-three."

Suddenly, Song Yice became curious about what birthday gift his master would give him when he graduated and went to college.

There is no May 3rd in college.

He suddenly remembered that he had not yet had time to tell his master his address.

However, this little thing is definitely not difficult for the master.

Just like him, you can know the address by telling the fortune.

"Sister, it's almost six o'clock, are you ready..."

"Oh!"

"...Yes? Sister..."

Song Yitian was sitting on the sofa playing games. Before he could finish his question, he heard an explosion coming from the kitchen.

She didn't even bother to put on her shoes, and hurried to the kitchen, shouting anxiously: "Sister! Sister..."

A white face slowly walked out from the thick black smoke.

"...Sister?" Song Yitian was puzzled and horrified, "Are you okay?"

Song Yixuan's face was covered with flour. The explosion caused a water pipe to burst, pouring water all over her. The flour on her face was not only not washed away, but instead turned into paste and stuck to her face.

"The water pipe burst..." Song Yixuan took off his apron, wiped his face carelessly, and said helplessly: "Let's move."

"Ah?" Song Yitian stretched her neck, trying to see what was going on in the kitchen, but the smoke was too thick and she couldn't see anything clearly.

Fortunately, no fire occurred.

When Song Yice heard the noise downstairs, he hurried down. He did not step firmly on the step and slipped down halfway up the stairs.

He stood up, holding his burning butt, and wanted to cry but still asked, "What's wrong?"

"Sister blew up the kitchen."

"Ah?" Song Yice wanted to go to the kitchen to save someone, but his butt hurt when he moved, "Oh! Hiss——"

Song Yitian quickly stopped him, "She has gone back to the house to pack her things."

"Packing up, tidy up?"

"You should pack up too. We may have to move." Song Yitian was not too sure.

"Moving? Moving where? I just got back...really moving?"

"Isn't it." Song Yitian urged, "Hey! Go up and clean it up."

"Second sister, no, look at me like this. Please help me clean up, my butt hurts." Song Yice covered his butt, grimacing in pain.

Song Yitian couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he slapped Song Yice on the butt, not too hard or too lightly, "Does it still hurt?"

"Ouch!" Song Yice cried out in pain twice, partly because of the slap from Song Yitian.

"Do you want me to give you two injections?"

"No, no, I can do it myself." Song Yice ran away immediately.

No shit.

"Your acting is terrible!" Song Yitian shouted at the figure that had disappeared on the stairs.

Could it be that Song Yice also learned his acting skills from Shen Yang?

Then the acting skills of this master and apprentice are very bad.

"I bought the things." Guan Qian came back with a lot of bags. Before he even entered the house, he was blocked by boxes. "What's going on?"

Looking more closely, the living room was already stained with a thin layer of gray from the kitchen smoke, with a pungent smell.

He put his things outside the door, moved a few boxes away, and walked towards Song Yixuan's room, "Yixuan?"

Song Yixuan just came out pushing a large cardboard box, "Give me a hand."

"Where are you moving?" Guan Qian didn't ask why, he just bent down and started moving.

"next door."

Guan Qian had just taken two steps when he suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "You've already given it to me next door."

"Then it's the next door." Song Yixuan blurted out without even thinking.

Anyway, the whole row of villas belongs to her, she can live in whichever one she wants.

"Okay, then we're still neighbors."

After Song Yike and Xu Che came back, they also joined the moving team.

Song Yitian stood in front of the door of the villa which was only one door away from her previous home. She looked at Song Yixuan in surprise and confirmed again and again: "Is this really the place?"

The distance they moved was no more than ten meters, no wonder she asked for help from a moving company, but Song Yixuan said it was not necessary.

The car arrived before the driver even started the engine.

Song Yike and Song Yixun had already moved their things in. They had become accustomed to Song Yixun's ways of making a fortune and doing great things in silence.

Xu Che stood silently at the door, stroking his chin with his fingers, looking at the rows of unoccupied villas, and suddenly he had a bold idea.

"You didn't buy all the houses in the villa area by yourself, did you?"

"Yes." Song Yixuan said in a calm voice.

Xu Che didn't react for a moment. Two seconds later, he suddenly looked at Song Yixuan and asked in surprise, "What?"

He just made a guess, thinking it was a particularly outrageous answer, but he didn't expect that he would guess it right.

"Oh my god! Why didn't anyone buy this house? It turns out you've already taken it all. Sister, you're so rich!"

Guan Yi, who was not far away, was watching them and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This is too abnormal! One person bought the entire villa area? She is so rich? Brother..."

When he turned around, he found that Guan Qian had left.

"Come and move quickly."

"Oh... this is too perverted!" He was shocked as he walked into the yard.