"You old fellow, just say what you have to say, don't hide it" No. 2 looked at the old man a little helplessly, and said aloud, but the smile in his tone surprised several people.

The old man turned his head to look at him and said with a smile: "You can't say it, but you are really lucky to meet such a genius." ”

Ye Luoxiao suddenly spoke, she raised her head and looked at the old man and said very seriously: "I am not a genius, all the geniuses in this world contain too much sweat. ”

Ye Zhenjun pinched a sweat for Ye Luoxiao, the old man looked at Ye Luoxiao, and suddenly laughed, "Not bad, not bad!" ”

No. 2 shook his head helplessly, looked at Ye Luoxiao and the others again, knocked on the table gently, and said in a deep voice: "This time I really wronged you, in this way, do you have any conditions?" I can promise you on behalf of the country. ”

Several people's faces changed, they glanced at each other, and before Ye Luoxiao could speak, Chu Zijie stood up "rubbing", looked at No. 2, and said nervously: "We don't have any special requirements, that is, we want the quota for the Dragon Soul selection." ”

Qi Moliang nodded, and No. 2 looked at them unexpectedly, "That's it?" ”

"Well, that's all."

Stretched out his hand to sit down with Chu Zijie, Ye Luoxiao rolled her eyes angrily, and was about to speak when she was interrupted by Ye Zhenjun, he smiled, looked at No. 2 and said loudly: "They have always regarded entering the Dragon Soul as their goal." ”

Ye Luoxiao, who was interrupted twice, stood up violently, but forgot what he wanted to say, and stood there for a while.

Secretary Wu, who walked in with a teacup, saw Ye Luoxiao standing there, and couldn't help but smile and said, "What is Captain Ye doing?" ”

"Uh, I forgot what I was going to say" Ye Luoxiao scratched her head in embarrassment and lowered her head and said.

There was a burst of laughter in the study, and Ye Luoxiao, who was laughing, had red ears and stared at the ground, wishing that there was a crack in the ground for her to get into.

No. 2 shook his head with a smile, looked at Ye Luoxiao, who was standing there awkwardly, and waved his hand, "Sit down, I'll talk about it after I think about it." I promised you something, this year's training has ended, let's wait for the announcement next year. ”

Several people glanced at each other, their eyes flashing with excitement, and the tension in their hearts was replaced by excitement.

No. 2 looked at Ye Luoxiao, picked up the teacup with a smile, and asked out loud, "Captain Ye practiced martial arts in Shaolin when he was a child?" ”

As soon as his words fell, before Ye Luoxiao could react, the old man on the side widened his eyes violently, rushed over with an arrow, grabbed Ye Luoxiao's right wrist, and asked loudly, "Are you from Shaolin?" ”

Ye Luoxiao was in pain, frowned, nodded and said, "That's right, senior, this is ......."

"Dharma name, what is your Dharma name?" The old man asked excitedly.

"Wakaba" Ye Luoxiao frowned, the old man was so excited, she saw excitement and joy in his eyes and face, could it be that this old man also had something to do with Shaolin?

The old man let go of the hand that was holding Ye Luoxiao's right wrist, stroked his beard, and looked up to the sky and laughed, "Haha! Shaolin! Shaolin! ”

No. 2 couldn't help frowning when he looked at him like this, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?" ”

The old man turned around and rushed to the desk, holding his hand tightly, and couldn't help himself excitedly, "Little brother, little brother, I found someone from Shaolin!" I finally found it! I'm not homeless! ”

The title of the old man frightened everyone in the study, including the secretary who had followed No. 2 for more than ten years, their eyes widened and they couldn't believe everything they saw and heard in front of them, this old man was actually called No. 2 little brother!

The person concerned didn't pay attention to them, No. 2 looked at the old man in surprise, and asked in surprise: "Big brother, do you mean that the person who saved you and taught you kung fu back then was from Shaolin?" ”

"Not bad!"

"Well, what are you talking about?" A weak voice sounded, and Ye Luoxiao cautiously raised her hand and looked at the two old men.

Taking a deep breath, No. 2 stood up, walked to the desk, patted the old man on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "He is my eldest brother, when I was a child, my eldest brother was abducted by human traffickers, and was accidentally rescued by an old man." ”

The old man, who calmed down, continued: "That old man is dressed in a strange robe and has a big bald head, even if I was not sensible at that time, I knew that he was a monk. I ran out of the traffickers and met the old man. The old man shaved my head before taking me to a village where I lived for twenty years. The old man left me a letter one night and left, and I never saw him again. ”

The expression on Ye Luoxiao's face became quite strange, and Chu Zijie and the others couldn't help but look at her curiously. Ye Luoxiao clenched his fist, let go, and clenched it again. How is this similar to what she was back then? When his master saw him for the first time, he said that he would take him as an apprentice, and he also came up to shave his hair, but fortunately his grandfather came, otherwise, he would really be a little bald.

The old man who was telling also saw Ye Luoxiao's strange expression, and couldn't help asking, "What?" ”

"Well, the first time I met my master, he also gave it to me, shaved his head," Ye Luoxiao said speechlessly.

Chu Zijie and the others covered their mouths and snickered, and the second and the old man were also speechless.

"Ahem, that, senior, can you ask, your master's law name?" Ye Luoxiao hurriedly changed the topic.

"Dust."

Ye Luoxiao's eyes widened, she stood up suddenly, looked at the old man and asked again, "What about your law name?" ”

"The master gave me the Dharma name, it's the fate of the mortal," the old man stroked his beard and said remembrance. Although he grew his hair after leaving his master, he still remembered the name he gave him.

Ye Luoxiao's face became serious, her hands were folded, she bent down towards the old man, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Fanyuan." ”

The old man stroked his beard's hand for a moment, looked at Ye Luoxiao in surprise, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to support her, and asked aloud: "You just said, I am your uncle?" ”

"Yes, my master is Fan Yi, the abbot of Shaolin Inner Temple, and the dust you said is my ancestor."

The old man held Ye Luoxiao's hands tightly, and burst into tears with excitement, "Okay, okay, I also have a wish." ”

No. 2 coughed lightly on the side, making everyone come back to their senses, No. 2 looked at the old man helplessly, and reminded: "Big brother, let go of the girl quickly, her hand is going to be held by you." ”

The old man hurriedly let go of Ye Luoxiao's hand, and the latter looked indifferent, "Chief, how can I be so weak?" ”

"Let me see" The old man insisted on lifting Ye Luoxiao's sleeves, and at a glance he saw the blue and purple marks on his wrists, and a look of guilt flashed in his eyes, "It's all me, I'm so excited, I didn't pay attention to the damage I caused you, I tried too hard." ”