Black Lotus Daughter She is Not Easy To Mess With

   Chapter 522 Apprentices

   Qinghe Tea House.

  In the private room of the tea house lit with incense, an old man in a gray tunic sat on a cushion and sipped tea, as if he was waiting for someone.

  The private room is not closed, and directly opposite the closed door, there are two open floor-to-ceiling windows.

  You can see a green bamboo and artificial rockery outside the window. Under the extended balcony is the gurgling water. If you look down, you can also see a few precious swimming fish.

   The finals of the Chinese Painting Competition, which should have been held long ago, ended yesterday because the affair between Shen Yuxin and Luo Ji was postponed.

   The competition that originally intended to select outstanding painters was also overshadowed by the mixing of people with intentions.

   After waiting for a while, the person he was waiting for was long overdue.

  The person here is Yang Qianshan, who is known as the master of traditional Chinese painting.

   Yang Qianshan is tall, and despite his age, he looks a little younger than his peers.

  Unfortunately, the tired look on his face made him look not in good spirits.

   "Why do you old man look so bad."

   After listening to his old friend's complaints, Yang Qianshan was not polite: "Where do you think you are, you keep your face straight all day, no wonder you were sent to a nursing home."

"You... I was sent there, I went in by myself." Wen Zhongyang retorted dissatisfiedly, "Besides, what's wrong with entering a nursing home, so many companions don't talk about it and give the children peace of mind. "

   Yang Qianshan seemed to have blocked his hearing: "It's just your stinky temper, apart from me, do you have friends?"

   "How come I don't have any friends anymore!" Wen Zhongyang suddenly became great, as if whoever was louder would be reasonable.

  Yang Qianshan seemed to see through the truth of the matter: "If you really had friends, you would come all the way to Jincheng to play with me, so you just miss me?"

  Wen Zhongyang was gnashing his teeth, he had a bad temper when he was young, and few people could bear it.

   has also been suppressed many times because of his temper. If it wasn't for Yang Qianshan's help several times, he is now an ordinary vegetable farmer in the countryside.

  The two have known each other for decades, and they have been arguing for decades. The relationship is good, and it does not prevent them from complaining about each other at all.

   "There's nothing left to say, you old thing I've suffered from you."

  Yang Qianshan swept away the gloom before coming, and the whole person's tone was much more relaxed.

  Wen Zhongyang gritted his teeth: "Old people don't put gold on their faces. If there is something wrong, I won't come to you."

   Hearing this, Yang Qianshan hummed twice, completely disbelieving it.

   "Xie Feng, are you the grandson of your family?"

   Hearing Xie Feng's name, Yang Qianshan glanced at him suspiciously.

   "It's our kid, what happened to him?"

   In view of Xie Feng's troublesome temperament before, Yang Qianshan's first thought was that his own son had caused trouble again?

   It shouldn't be, his uncle is so serious, Xie An has been in Jincheng again, this stinky boy has not been in trouble for a long time, so he shouldn't let the old man come to sue him for his blackness.

  Wen Zhongyang said straight to the point: "I want to see that kid, come with me."

   Now, Yang Qianshan is even more puzzled. Two people who can't even fight together, what is there to meet.

  "Why are you looking for him?" Yang Qianshan asked curiously, "He didn't recruit you, did he?"

   "Accept apprentices."

  I don't know why, when Wen Zhongyang said this, Yang Qianshan felt the excitement in his calm demeanor.

   (end of this chapter)