My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 84

"Since when did you become so elegant?"

Ye Fan asked curiously.

"Hey, what is in the blood is that it has not been revealed."

"I really don't see it."

Wang Yiqiao didn't believe his nonsense at all, and obviously felt that it was tricky.

"Be honest, otherwise we wouldn't go."

Ye Fan said.

"No one knows me better than my three brothers! In fact, this exhibition is organized by Professor Song of the school."

"He participated in an archaeological activity a while ago and found many cultural relics. This ancient painting is one of them."

Wang Yiqiao said unhappily: "I'm going to pick the point, it's all messed up."

"Who wants to listen to the painting, we have to listen to the key points, understand?"

"Uh, in fact, Professor Song's granddaughter also came to participate. Her name is Song Jiao. She is a well-known talented woman in Jiang University."

talking.

Wang Xicong's face turned red.

Obviously shy.

"Song Jiao? Why haven't we heard of it?"

"She is a graduate student. She is no longer at Jiang University, but at Beijing University."

"Wow! I didn't expect the second brother to have such a strong taste, and he actually likes siblings."

"I don't like her, but I have a little admiration."

"That's different."

Yue Peng pinched his chin.

"Well, let's help you chase her? How about giving you a trick?"

Wang Xicong looked disgusted.

"Forget it, you are a single dog, and you are still assigned to me?"

"You should think about yourself first, you are a sophomore, and you haven't had a girlfriend yet."

"You...excessive, you don't hit people in the face, and you don't expose your faults when you scold them, so I won't be with you."

Immediately, Yue Peng walked away.

Never looking back.

Ye Fan and Wang Yiqiao looked at each other in blank dismay.

This trick is good.

There is no need to look at any broken paintings.

There is no need to rack your brains for Wang Ticong's love.

Why didn't we think of it.

have to say.

Yue Peng is really too cheap.

"Don't pay attention to him, he doesn't understand anything."

Wang Ticong smiled cheaply.

"It's better for you two to help me. A single-minded fool and an innocent little scumbag are a perfect match."

"Who is the scumbag?"

Ye Fan was stunned.

"You, who else?"

"Hmph, I haven't had a girlfriend yet, yet you call me a scumbag."

"It was an insult to my personality. I got angry and left."

Seeing that Ye Fan was about to run away too.

Wang Xicong quickly pulled him back.

"Third brother, help second brother, I really like him."

Since he said so.

Ye Fan obviously couldn't run away.

He asked curiously, "Do you know him?"

"Well, I have seen it, it was a beautiful encounter, she smiled at me three times..."

"You think it's Tang Bohu ordering Qiuxiang, and you still smile three times to show mercy. If you don't know him, just say you don't know him."

"Well, let's see the situation later and get her contact information first."

"Okay, I'll wait for you to go out."

……

The three came to the museum.

Jiangcheng was originally the hometown of ancient culture.

The cultural relics contained in it are extremely diverse.

Jiangda is adhering to the responsibility of cultural inheritance.

A museum was built right at the school, and visits are held regularly.

From time to time, it will attract elites from all walks of life to visit the exhibition.

Same thing this time.

There are not many students in the museum.

But there are many people.

Ye Fan is proficient in antiques, so he is naturally very familiar with these cultural relics.

Wang Xicong searched around.

He found Song Jiao at a glance.

"Third, she's there! What's our plan?"

Ye Fan shifted his gaze.

I saw that Song Jiao was a rather beautiful woman.

The demeanor is elegant and soothing, and it looks like he is from a scholarly family.

"Well...do as I say..."

Some plans to say.

Wang Xicong was astonished.

"you sure?"

"Of course, as long as it succeeds, it will definitely attract her attention."

"Okay, I believe you."

Life is like a play.

It all depends on acting.

The three of them came to a picture scroll as if they were shopping.

Ye Fan said indifferently: "This picture of a fish jumping over the dragon's gate, the strokes of the pen are flowing like clouds and flowing water, without the slightest procrastination."

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a painting."

Wang Xicong nodded silently.

"Third, you have a good eye."

"This painting is indeed a one-stroke painting. It seems simple, but it is actually very difficult."

"The brush is full of ink, and it is inevitable to splash and drop ink, but the author controls it so well, it is really powerful."

Wang Chicong continued to ask: "Third brother, do you see anything else?"

Ye Fan pondered for a while.

It's like an apprentice making a fool of himself in front of the master.

"Hmm... As the saying goes, the finishing touch is the finishing touch. You can see the excitement in the eyes of this carp."

"I think the author wants to express the story that the carp must jump over the dragon's gate."

"Of course, the picture scroll is also about character and mood. I'm afraid he substituted himself into this carp that is about to jump over the dragon's gate."

"Clap clap clap!"

Wang Shicong applauded.

"Your analysis is absolutely correct."

The two discussed without professionalism.

But it is definitely outstanding among the students.

Song Jiao couldn't help casting her gaze over.

The two looked strange.

Absolutely not students majoring in history or cultural relics.

Otherwise she definitely knows.

Is it out of interest?
Are they obsessed with antiquities?

Immediately, Song Jiao stopped her steps to leave.

Ready to continue listening to the two of them.

"Third, what do you think of this picture?"

Ye Fan was surprised and said: "This is Tang Bohu's picture of a hundred birds facing the phoenix? How can I evaluate such a picture scroll?"

"Why not?"

Wang Xicong asked.

"Tang Bohu's phoenix painting spans ancient and modern times, and no one in the world can match it. His paintings have three points of wood, seven points of outline, and three points of charm. They are unrivaled in the world."

"I'm a young school boy, how can I comment so easily!"

Ye Fan smiled wryly.

"Ha ha!"

Wang Chicong didn't speak, but smiled lightly.

This is the way of pretending that Ye Fan taught him.

He does not comment on the painting.

It will definitely arouse Song Jiao's curiosity.

Because this painting is tricky!

really.

Song Jiao waited for a long time.

Wang Xicong still didn't speak.

Laughed all the time without saying a word.

She couldn't help asking: "Handsome guy, what do you mean? Do you think this painting is not good?"

Talk to me?
Wang Xicong was so excited.

The whole person almost got high.

But this time is the most critical moment.

No matter what, he had to hold it.

Otherwise there would be no following story.

"Cough cough!"

"Beauty, do you want to know?"

"Yes."

Wang Shicong nodded his head like a fairy.

"Okay, then I'll just say a few words."

"Well, let's talk."

Song Jiao was even more anxious.

The man in front of him was really calm and polite.

Even if she is not beautiful, she is definitely superhuman.

It also has a literary flair.

Usually boys see him.

There is nothing like kneeling and licking.

But Wang Xicong did not.

There was no change in his tone of voice or expression.

From time to time, the line of sight escapes her face and body.

Obviously don't want to feast your eyes.

This is an absolute son.

Wang Xicong took a deep breath.

"Look at this painting, it looks like ink and brush, like flowing clouds and flowing water around plain paper. But it lacks charm. It can be seen that the author did not appreciate the artistic conception when painting."

"To be honest, its value is far inferior to that of the fish leaping over the dragon's gate just now."

(End of this chapter)