Urban Witcher

Ye Shaoyang had no choice but to agree.

Rui Leng found out that there was a flight the next morning, and immediately booked a ticket.

Originally, Ye Shaoyang had made up his mind to use this rare leisure time to be romantic with her, go to a movie, and then go to a romantic place to eat something. If the atmosphere continues after returning home, maybe he will have a chance tonight... As a result, because of this incident, all plans were ruined.

In order to get up early tomorrow, the two ate something casually and went back. Then Rui Lengyu packed her luggage and went to rest early.

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Shaoyang sent her to the airport, thinking of parting again, he felt very sad. Before entering the terminal, Rui Lengyu took the initiative to kiss him, which somewhat comforted him.

Back home, Ye Shaoyang found that Lao Guo was lying on his sofa like a landlord, with his legs stretched out on the coffee table, holding a bowl of tea in his hand, and an unknown performance was playing on the opposite TV, a group of little girls in tight leather jackets and shorts Dancing hotly, Lao Guo's eyes shined brightly.

"Why are you in my house, how did you come in?" Ye Shaoyang didn't recover for a moment.

Lao Guo didn't move his eyeballs, and said, "Guagua opened the door for me. I came to your house, of course I have business with you."

"Exactly, I have something to do with you."

Ye Shaoyang walked over and kicked the coffee table away. Lao Guo sat on the ground with his legs hanging in the air and nowhere to exert himself.

"Oh! Junior brother, you, you, you are crazy!"

Ye Shaoyang held the back collar of his clothes in one hand, took the teacup from his hand, and said with a smile: "Tell me, what did you do to forgive me?"

"I am so sorry……"

The corner of Lao Guo's mouth twitched, and then he smiled coyly, "Well, you know?"

"I don't know, let me ask you?" Ye Shaoyang took a sip of the tea he brewed, it was so strong and bitter, and seeing that there was more tea in the cup than water, he really didn't feel bad about taking his own things.

Old Guo muttered: "Well, I asked Leng Yu, but she didn't go either."

Ye Shaoyang sprayed his face with a sip of tea, and shouted: "What are you talking about, you asked Leng Yu!!"

Lao Guo had a few tea leaves hanging on his forehead, looked at Ye Shaoyang pitifully, and said: "At that time, she and you were not married yet, I introduced you to each other, you forgot, she came to me to buy a few tea leaves before." The magic weapon, sometimes I chatted with me for a while, I thought she admired me more, so I invited her to dinner a few times, but she didn't go..."

Ye Shaoyang was completely speechless. He didn't expect that under his interrogation, he would actually find out about this matter. He grabbed his collar and said seriously: "You like Leng Yu!"

"No way! It's rare for me to meet a beautiful woman in the magic world. I want to try to date her. I don't have any complicated ideas. She refused, so I didn't have such thoughts. Not to mention that she became a partner with you later. right……"

Ye Shaoyang shook his head helplessly, hurt him and said: "You really dare, you have even thought about Leng Yu, don't say you are so old, even if you are as young as me, you are not one-tenth as handsome as me..."

"Get out, when I was young, I was also facing the wind in Yushu." As Lao Guo said, he tilted his head, took a picture of the reflection on the background wall of the TV, and sighed: "Of course, I am indeed changed now." It’s a little bit clearer, but she always asks me questions, I thought it was admiration for an old man like me.”

"Admiration for seniors, bah! You have to be a teacher, otherwise you are like you, I guess you would have gone to squatting by now."

Ye Shaoyang scratched his head and said, "I forgive you for this matter, but I am very puzzled, how did you think of such a long time ago?"

"Well, I have betrayed you on this matter, and nothing else. Didn't you happen to send Leng Yu away? I thought she told you as an anecdote, so you come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime." Old Guo looked very angry. Wronged.

"That's not it!" Ye Shaoyang said bluntly, "I asked you to give gifts to Mr. Cui and Xu Wenchang, and burn some calligraphy and paintings for them, but you burned a fake one! You might as well not burn it."

When Lao Guo heard about this, his face immediately turned into a liver color, and he grabbed Ye Shaoyang's hand, and said with a smile: "It's not that I won't help you, it's because the authentic works are too expensive to burn."

"Then you can't burn fakes, aren't you hurting me! It's so expensive, let's fight it out, as long as they are happy."

Lao Guo shrank his neck, "Then you can get rid of it, Tang Bohu's paintings are the cheapest and not expensive, they are in the millions."

"Millions, then... millions!" Ye Shaoyang jumped up.

"Nonsense, even if you can afford the money, there is a price but no market, and there is no place to buy it."

Ye Shaoyang froze on the spot, millions... I have never seen so much money before, even if I have it, I can buy a painting with it, and then burn it as a gift, even if I beat myself to death, I can't do it.

"This...must belong to Tang Bohu?"

"Wu Daozi's? That's more expensive."

Ye Shaoyang scratched his forehead, "No cheap ones?"

"It's much cheaper. There are hundreds of thousands. The key is people like Xu Gong. If you show him that kind of grade, it will only stain their eyes. You might as well burn fakes."

Ye Shaoyang thought so too, this is really embarrassing enough, after thinking about it carefully, he slapped his thigh. "Yes, we can't afford to burn those of the ancients, but we burn those of modern people."

Lao Guo said: "The works of modern people are not cheap. The paintings of Southern Zhang and Northern Qi are all sky-high prices, and Zhang Xiaoqian was punished for destroying Dunhuang murals. Just go to live in the great hell, what are you looking for."

Ye Shaoyang said: "Don't look for famous artists, you can help me find someone from the Academy of Fine Arts, who studies traditional Chinese painting, and the painting is almost enough. Buy a few paintings from him, burn them to Mr. Xu, and ask him for advice..."

What a smart person Lao Guo is, he understood it as soon as he heard it, and said, "You mean, you want to arouse Mr. Xu's feelings of teaching skills?"

"That's right, you think, when a person becomes a ghost, the feeling of drawing and so on is completely different from that of a human holding a pen, and the material of the painting is also different. Although it can be simulated with things from the ghost domain, it is different after all, especially for people. For these people, the subtle differences must be boring for him, and there is nowhere to resolve it, so if you can find him an apprentice in Yangjian and ask him to teach in name, he may be very happy..."

Old Guo said: "Why don't you paint by yourself and ask him for advice."

Ye Shaoyang rolled his eyes: "At my level, do you let Mr. Xu be a junior teacher? Leave this to you, and you should find someone who admires Mr. Xu..."

"There is no one who doesn't admire Mr. Xu who paints Chinese paintings. Okay, I'll go to the Academy of Fine Arts to find a student who is capable but not yet famous. The paintings are definitely not expensive. It's not difficult."

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