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Chapter 272
"Just throw the door away like this? Don't you worry about an accident, he suddenly woke up and ran away?" Chen Chu looked at this lying on the ground, and an indescribable feeling spread in his heart, "Did Yang Ping take this seriously? In other words, he didn't care about such a small role at all."However, both of these attitudes have a premise that such a thing is definitely not the first time it has happened.

Yang Erxia said disapprovingly: "Don't worry, if there is any movement, I can feel it."

Chen Chu had seen the so-called "supernatural skills" in Yang Qing, but he felt completely different in Yang Ping, because not only could this guy perform well, but he could blow it even more powerfully. For Chen Chu For such a layman, the power of the bragging is often more effective than the substance.

At this moment, when he entered Hero Yang's practice room, what he thought in his heart was completely different, and the purpose was not simply to find out what Hero Yang liked.

"What will be in this practice room?" There is usually a big difference between thinking and reality.Before he walked in, Chen Chu's mind was filled with the places where such and such heroes sat cross-legged in those martial arts movies.But here...

There is a 60-inch LCD screen on the side wall, and there is something on the side...it should be a computer case; bookcases extend to the side, and at the end five paintings are hung, and there are many bottles and cans under the paintings. At the beginning, I can be sure that these are not antiques, nor are they worthy of collection.The mouths of these jars were all plugged. "Wine tank?" Chen Chu thought so.Looking to the right, there are several kneeling chairs and an Eight Immortals table with several volumes of books on it.That's right, it's the kind of bamboo slips that look very old.

"Uh... so messy." All of this came into view, and "chaotic" was the only way to describe it: "Is this really a practice room?"

"Hehe, I know what you're thinking." Yang Ping smiled and said, "What era is this?"

Chen Chu smiled awkwardly: "Yes."

"Okay, tell me now, what are you doing here?"

"To be honest, it's just a look." While speaking, Chen Chu walked towards the Eight Immortals table.Before he left, he picked up the bamboo slips on the table: "What is this?"

"My father often took these ancient scrolls to read, but I couldn't understand what they were about."

Chen Chu opened his eyes and looked at it carefully. He didn't see a few "characters", so Chen Chu frowned. What he didn't understand probably wasn't the content, but the words inside "This is pictographs, but, isn't it?" Our oracle bone inscriptions, are you talking about the oracle bone inscriptions appearing on the bamboo slips?" All kinds of unreasonable things made Chen Chu feel that this thing might be Yang Daxia's personal collection.Putting the things back into their original shape and putting them back, Chen Chu walked to the bookcase with strides.

There should be tens of thousands of books here, covering everything!Chen Chuhuang also saw the classical Chinese version of "Jin Ping Mei". It seems that Yang Daxia has a very large collection.

"Uncle must read these books often, right?" Chen Chu suddenly stopped in front of the bookcase, and pointed to the books in the fifth row, which was in the middle of the bookcase.

""Tao Jing", "Vatican", "Book of Changes"... I don't know, I haven't read it anyway." Yang Erxia said after a while, with a "dead pig" expression on his face.

Which books are often read, which books are rarely read, and which books are rarely read can be seen from the placement of the books.Chen Chu picked up the book "Vatican".This is a book about Buddhist scriptures transcribed in modern times. There are two editions of this book, one is a simplified version that has been translated, and the other is written in accordance with the original text of Buddhist scriptures, which most people cannot understand at all.Chen Chu had seen the former, but he really didn't want to read the latter, and Yang Daxia's collection happened to be the latter.

The so-called "chanting scriptures and accumulating virtue", Chen Chu has already decided what gift to prepare when he reads this book.However, he didn't say it.After putting the book back, he walked to those paintings again.Originally, Chen Chu thought that these paintings were masterpieces, but unexpectedly, none of them were signed. After thinking for a while, Chen Chu thought of something and asked, "All these paintings were made by uncle?"

"Father has this preference."

"These five are the ones that uncle is most satisfied with?"

"I don't know. However, these paintings can represent each time period of my father. A range of 10 years, my father will hang here the one that best represents his state of mind among the paintings made within 10 years. He will watch it every day."

"One pair in ten years..." Chen Chu was startled: "You mean, one of these was painted by my uncle when he was 10 years old!?" Chen Chu is not a person who really knows how to paint. It looks like a good color ink painting in Chen Chu's opinion.

"This one." Yang Ping pointed to the first painting on the left.

Chen Chu looked over.The things described in this painting are very simple, the small river, the weeping willows, the river water gives people a feeling of slowness, with the weeping willows as company... "leisurely".

"Uncle is really amazing." After Chen Chu looked at each painting carefully, he felt the "examination" of himself by a man with an unusual life experience in the painting.

"Can you understand?"

"Why, you don't understand?" Chen Chu asked back.

Yang Ping looked at Chen Chu suspiciously.

Seeing him like this, Chen Chu couldn't help asking: "Uncle must be very strict with you, right? You must have been punished for practicing kung fu when you were young."

"How do you know!" Yang Ping was very cooperative and surprised.

Chen Chu shook his head and didn't speak, thinking, "With this brain, the kung fu is definitely not obtained by "cultivation", but by "drawing". In order to avoid Yang Ping's questioning, Chen Chu changed the topic: "These tanks below Are they all bars?"

"The nose is quite good." Yang Ping thought that Chen Chu could smell it.

In fact, when Chen Chu saw this thing placed under the painting, he thought of the saying "ink and wine are friends"; usually people who love painting love wine, because they both have one thing in common, that is, the "environment" The sublimation is the kind of indescribable beauty.However, a person who is addicted to alcohol does not necessarily love painting, because the way to get into it is wrong... With the rather ancient lifestyle of Daxia Yang, Chen Chu felt that he might put good wine and painting together. Have a glass of wine while you paint.When he learned that this painting was Yang Daxia's "examination" of himself, Chen Chu was even more sure that it was alcohol, so-called looking at the past with a three-point drunk.

"Can you open it and have a look and smell it?" How deep is Chen Chu's understanding of wine? However, Chen Chu is still very curious. People like Yang Daxia are very curious when recalling the past. Is the drink strong or light, or medium?This allowed Chen Chu to better understand Yang Daxia's truest character.

"Just to smell?"

"Ok!"

"That's fine."

Chen Chu started immediately, smelling more than a dozen tanks of wine, and finally nodded in satisfaction: "It's over, let's go."

"That's the end? You didn't do anything."

"I'm just curious to take a look. Do you think I'm lying to you?" Chen Chu smiled.

Yang Ping frowned, and then looked Chen Chu up and down: "You..."

"I didn't take anything." Chen Chu spread his hands.

"Uh... that's not what I mean, are you really just curious to see?"

"What else? Come here to steal martial arts secret books? I don't think uncle will put the secret books directly in the bookcase in the practice room."

Yang Ping raised the corners of his eyes, with a look of hatred and bitterness. He was sure that Chen Chu had done something, but how could he have thought of what it was?

……

Follow Yang Erxia to leave the practice room.

Yang Erxia took out the man in black who was lying on his stomach at the door.Walking outside the yard, someone came and took the man in black away.

Chen Chu was full of doubts, he didn't see Yang Ping greeting anyone, but this one who suddenly appeared was like a ghost.

"Chen Chu, go to see my sister?"

Chen Chu checked the time at 11:39, and there was no need to rush away before noon.Moreover, Chen Chu felt that it was necessary to go and see Li Wan: "Okay."

Yang Ping led Chen Chu to Yang Qing's yard.Unfortunately, Yang Qing was not at the residence, nor was Li Wan.

"Call and ask."

"Forget it, I still have some things to do." Chen Chu didn't care about this issue either.

Yang Ping didn't write: "Okay, I'll take you out."

Chen Chu thought that when Yang Ping said sending it out, he meant sending it to the door. However, after sending it to the door, Yang Ping found someone: "Send my friend where he wants to go."

"Yes."

"You're welcome!" Yang Erxia waved his hand, and the strength of pretending to be 13 immediately came up.

Chen Chu looked funny, but didn't say much: "Goodbye."

After getting into the car, Chen Chu sat in the back row.As soon as the car started, the person in front asked, "Where are you going?"

"Just take me into the city."

The other party was obviously taken aback, but didn't ask any more questions.

The car started, and with the five paintings in Yang Daxia's practice room constantly appearing in Chen Chu's mind, "Yang Qing and Yang Ping's personalities are not as good as Uncle Yang...", suddenly, Chen Chu felt that he understood something, but , This feeling is very inexplicable, like a meteor passing by, it has not brought any changes to life, but, in the earth where "life" is the soil, it is destined to leave traces of meteorites.

……

All the way without incident, Chen Chu walked into a certain middle school in G City, and walked into a certain teacher's office under Chen Qian's guidance.

This female teacher is about 30 years old, wearing a pair of glasses, giving the impression that "this is a teacher".When the female teacher uttered two words, Chen Chu's expression changed: "Puppy love!?" He looked at Chen Qian.

"Who are you, Chen Qian?" the teacher raised his eyes and asked.

"I'm his uncle. Chen Qian's parents are doing business, so I'm too busy to come here at the end of the year. I'm sorry."

"Parents are very busy and the school knows that, and the significance of the school's existence is not only to teach students knowledge, but also to guide morality and even various aspects of life..." The long speech began.

Chen Chu, who was prepared, pretended to be his grandson and nodded repeatedly.

After a while, the female teacher changed the topic back: "I think parents need to know about such things, and it is to help the school educate their children."

Chen Chu glanced at Chen Qian again. She lowered her head and grabbed the hem of her clothes.If the person sitting here was Chen Qian's father, the nervous and panic-stricken look of the girl was normal, but the person sitting here was Chen Chu, at least... Chen Chu himself knew very well that "pretend to be pretty".

The teacher can also see doubts from these details. Of course, what he sees is the opposite.Since Chen Qian showed fear, his "uncle" should be useful.

"Teacher, can you let me meet that male classmate?" Chen Chu couldn't bear it anymore.

"That classmate has gone home."

Chen Chu hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Do you have any photos?" Chen Chu thought, since the class has group photos, the teacher should have them.

The female teacher's expression became weird.

Chen Qian secretly stabbed Chen Chu in the gang.

"I want to know more about this matter, so I can tell Chen Qian's parents when I go back."

"I will invite the parents of both parties separately, but I don't want your parents and students to have any contact..."

Chen Chu understood it, and immediately had a good impression of this teacher. This was obviously a kind of protection for his students as a teacher when dealing with this matter: "Yes, yes, I understand. I will definitely give Chen Qian's father a favor when I go back. Ma said."

That's all, the teacher is very satisfied with Chen Qian in terms of learning.Thinking about it, if Chen Qian hadn't studied well, the matter of puppy love wouldn't have been handled so easily.

Walking out of the office, Chen Chu raised his eyes and asked, "Puppy love? What are you in a hurry for? Forgot everything I said?"

"I didn't."

"No? Parents have been invited, and you still don't admit it?"

"It's not what you think it is!"

"Tell me first, what is that male classmate like?" After leaving the door, Chen Chu showed no signs of being an "elder".

(End of this chapter)