Chapter 1174: Nobody Recognizes Him

Yang Qing and his group arrived in Kenting, and they didn't avoid people at all, so soon someone recognized them.

It just so happened that the Yizhou Bridge had officially opened to traffic.

The high-speed rail and highway route directly connecting Song Lake to Yizhou opened.

A large number of tourists rushed all the way across this sea-crossing bridge to Yizhou.

Hearing that Yang Qing was in Kenting, they also rushed over.

Yang Qing disliked the crowds and didn't want to go out.

Yang Zhangfeng, however, pulled him along, insisting on going out.

Yang Qing was furious.

"I don't want to go out, I don't want to go out."

Yang Zhangfeng ignored his resistance and pushed him from behind to go out.

"With so many people running over to see you, old man, what are you hiding for?"

"Back in Linshui, you weren't like this."

Nonsense, Linshui has few people, here there are many, and moreover the Yang Family's area is a wealthy district, public service facilities are incomplete, so few people came before, mostly just nearby residents.

Here it's different.

This is a tourist area, with people coming and going.

"What do you want to do, want to tire me old man to death?"

"With so many people, seeing them one by one would take me years, kid, don't mess around, wasting public resources."

Yang Zhangfeng still pushed him outward.

"Dad, I'll make a bet with you: absolutely few people will be able to recognize you."

"Don't keep thinking of yourself as a big shot; in others' eyes you're just an old man."

After Yang Zhangfeng said that, Yang Qing's self-esteem rose.

"That's impossible, how could that be."

Yang Zhangfeng rolled his eyes.

You don't even look at how much you've changed compared to before.

Half-bald on top, a few silver hairs, face full of wrinkles, body shrunken, posture stooped, originally not tall, after shrinking he looks only about 1.6 meters.

Not to mention others not recognizing him, even Yang Family members would have trouble recognizing him.

What's more, he himself hasn't appeared much in public; if he doesn't dress up or wear makeup, the chance of being recognized is very small.

Just like some people, after makeup they're completely different from without.

Those who recognized Yang Qing did so not only because they saw many Yang Family members, especially the big beauty Guan and Hu Meng, but also because they saw Yang Qing wearing a wig and after makeup.

Now the natural Yang Qing is actually harder to recognize.

"Grandpa, let's make a bet: we'll go stroll around the beach, and if anyone recognizes you, I won't drag you out anymore."

"If no one recognizes you, from now on we'll treat ourselves as ordinary people and do what we should."

Yang Qing felt he had a good chance of winning.

"Fine, the bet is on."

Walking along, wearing sunglasses and together with Yang Zhangfeng, Yang Qing swaggered toward the beach, constantly paying attention to people's reactions.

Nothing was detected.

No one noticed.

Everyone seemed not to know him at all.

Not even someone who seemed to see a familiar face but couldn't recall the name appeared.

Could it be because of the sunglasses?

He took off the sunglasses, clipped them onto his head, walked another half day, and still no one noticed.

All the way to the beach, countless bikinis appeared, yet still no one gave him a second glance.

Yang Zhangfeng said proudly.

"Dad, look, basically no one knows you."

"I……… you………"

Yang Qing felt both relieved inside and uncomfortable inside.

Countless people walked past him, not a single one recognized him.

One youthful, energetic body after another jumped and ran on the beach, yet no one gave him even a second's glance.

He thought of those girls from Linshui.

Yang Zhangfeng tugged at Yang Qing.

"Dad, let's go, let's find a shade shelter, get a coconut juice, and rest while looking at beauties."

Yang Qing followed unwillingly.

"What beauties to look at, you're not young either."

Yang Zhangfeng made a dismissive sound.

"Dad, don't say you don't look."

"Anyway, I look, and this is us appreciating beauty."

Yang Qing, cough cough…

"Hmm, appreciating beauty……"

He didn't pretend anymore.

These kids these days really eat well, each one with good skin and good figure.

Delicate curves, attracting attention.

Looking at such a lively beach, his mood unknowingly improved.

Yang Zhangfeng lying on the lounge chair could occasionally hear Yang Qing's muttering.

"Damn, raising five or six is enough."

"This leg, so long……"

"This shape……"

That naked, passionate gaze, if not for wearing glasses, someone would have already shouted 'hooligan'.

The two stayed on the beach for a long time, and then Yang Qing reluctantly left the sand.

The two walked back the whole way, yet no one recognized them.

Yang Qing also didn't want to think too much, swaggering along the way.

The surrounding residents, although they knew a person named Yang Qing had come here, but they didn't know who it was.

Anyone could be, but it's absolutely impossible that the two people swaying as they walk ahead are them.

Along the way, Yang Qing saw many disabled people.

He also saw a person whose limbs were all replaced.

Cyber transplant and modification are done so well that if you don't pay attention, you can't tell it's a prosthetic.

Of course, not everyone likes artificial skin; some people openly show their prosthetics, even equipping them in all sorts of bizarre ways.

There are metal ones, with a strong sense of heft.

There are carbon fiber ones, looking very splendid.

Some people installed roller skates on their lower limbs, so they glided along the way.

He also saw a completely paralyzed person, who could only move his head, but with the help of an exoskeleton, could actually live normally.

He was taken by a machine to walk together, enjoying the beautiful scenery.

Cyber is bringing huge changes to this world.

The assistive robot discarded by Yang Zhangfeng even brought an old man for a stroll back and forth.

Yang Qing tugged at Zhangfeng, gesturing for him to look at that old man.

Yang Zhangfeng pretended not to see.

"Dad, hurry up, or we'll miss lunch; be careful my mom Hong will Household Chores you."

Yang Qing kicked him in anger.

If it weren't for his messing around, Chen Hong wouldn't have to Household Chores him like this.

Before, machines cooked meals, so regardless of whether you ate or not, how much you ate, nobody would care, because the machine took care of it.

Now it's changed to the old ladies cooking; not coming back to eat is the greatest disrespect to them.

If you don't Household Chores, who will?

Yang Qing glanced at his watch, hurried two steps, time was running out.

"We'll be late, it's all your fault; won't you remind me to go back earlier?"

"You clearly know Mom Hong is cooking today, yet you didn't remind me at all."

"You unfilial son."

"Are you deliberately letting me get Household Chores?"

"Come on, my wheelchair!"

"You brat, if you don't throw it away for me, with one boost I'll be home."

Yang Zhangfeng, still unhurried.

"Dad, don't rush first."