My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 85 The Boring Demons
"how can that be possible?"

Ye Fan pretended to be shocked.

"The one just now was just painted by an unknown artist, but this one is the authentic work of Tang Bohu."

"That's right, even if Tang Bohu's paintings are worthless, they can't be worse than those of ordinary painters." Song Jiao asked with narrowed eyes.

Wang Sicong shook his head.

"You want me to tell you?"

The eyes of the two are facing each other.

It seems to be mixed with countless sparks.

It's a game.

Wang Chicong's eyes were extremely firm, like a rock.

at this moment.

Song Jiao was immediately defeated.

"Oh, needless to say, I'm sure you've seen it."

"Thank you for your trust."

In fact, this picture of a hundred birds facing a phoenix is ​​a fake.

Ye Fan saw it from the very beginning.

Wang Yiqiao saw Song Jiao's reaction.

I don't know what Ye Fan said is true.

He was surprised and said, "Third brother, why do museums display fake paintings?"

Ye Fan said unhappily: "Think about it with your little head. This is the school museum, the flow of people is so large, and there are so many people."

"In case of damage or loss, who will be responsible? The real painting should be placed in a safer and more confidential place."

"Oh, that's how it is! Third child, you are so awesome!"

Wang Yiqiao was filled with emotion.

Friends who have watched TV should know it.

The so-called experts on TV.

Holding a flashlight and wearing gloves, I can't wait to see the ancients upside down.

And Ye Fan.

As soon as you enter the house, you can see its clues.

Such eyesight is unmatched by ordinary people.

"Hehe, routine operation, don't envy brother, you can't learn it."

"Third, teach me when you have time."

"What's the use of learning this thing? It takes time, effort and money, and talent is needed. Besides, if you really want to see antiques, just call me and everything will be solved?"

"You seem to be right."

After finishing what Ye Fan taught.

Wang Xicong didn't care too much.

Smiling at Song Jiao, she turned around and left.

This is Ye Fan's second move.

Hard to catch.

Song Jiao's grandfather, Professor Song, has many disciples.

And many of them were excavated by her.

The strength and talent shown by Wang Shicong obviously surpassed those disciples.

She immediately had a heart for talent.

"Handsome, wait a minute, can I leave your contact information?"

"This……"

Wang Xicong was overjoyed.

But on the surface, he had to pretend to be hesitant.

This scene needs to be seamless.

Every ring cannot be rushed.

"Can't you?"

Wang Chicong's hesitation caused Song Jiao's anxiety instead.

And this time.

As a wingman, Ye Fan naturally wanted to go out.

He smiled: "Beauty, my second brother has never had a girlfriend before, and he doesn't have any friends of the opposite sex. He's just a little shy!"

"I have his WeChat, can you add it?"

Song Jiao smiled.

She didn't expect such a person to exist.

so big.

Haven't had an object yet.

Inexplicably, she actually developed a slight interest in Wang Chicong.

I am afraid that such a person is a real genius.

Never waste your time with those male and female flirts.

Put all your experience on improving your knowledge.

"Okay, then let's add it, and you recommend him to me on WeChat."

"Ok."

Ye Fan never refuses anyone who comes.

In fact, he didn't want to join either.

A friend's wife is not to be deceived.

In addition, it is easy to cause conflicts.

But if you don't add it, it seems hypocritical.

Maybe it became a stumbling block for Wang Chicong's love road.

Ugh!
WeChat successfully added.

The three also left the museum.

in the bedroom.

Wang Ticong's ass seemed to be on fire.

Tossing and turning under the bed all the time.

I can't even sit still.

"Third brother, thank you so much this time, you are my reborn parents, you are my brother Feng on the road of love, serving the people."

"you are welcome."

Ye Fan said lightly: "You are about to get the contact information, but don't forget, you are a paper tiger and it is very easy to reveal your secrets."

"It's okay, I will rely on my penetrating tongue to successfully capture her heart."

"hope so."

Ye Fan shook his head.

He turned over and lay on the bed, and entered the demon world group.

Montenegro old demon: Hey, when will the long training end?
Grandma Dryad: Who said no?I can't even remember how long I've been alive.

Chun Shisan Niang: What happened today?Practicing Tucao Conference?
Mrs. Bone: Talking is indeed boring. We have been practicing, and our strength is almost comparable to that of the gods, but we still need to practice.

Yellow Wind Monster: Don't brag, you will be the first to be killed when you meet a god.

Mrs. Bones: Who are you talking about?Come to my cave of bones and fight?
Yellow Wind Monster: Boring, I've called it [-] times, and I'm really not interested.

……

all of a sudden.

There was an atmosphere of depression in the whole group.

Really more popular than dead people.

What Ye Fan lacked was time.

That being the case.

Then help everyone.

Make a good impression.

Zongfeng: cough cough.

Xiaoqing: Why do you always get caught in the wind?
Honglian: Hee hee, why don't you send us some emoticons again?

Zong Zuanfeng: No, that thing has no technical content.

Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord: Oh?Little brother, what has technical content?
Zong Zhuanfeng: Don’t you think it’s too long?I'll get you something nice, wait.

The voice fell.

It's like the New Year in the group.

Countless people cheered.

It is well known that the general drill wind likes to study human stuff.

The most unexpected things.

If only there was something good to help them pass the time.

That's one of life's great blessings
Ye Fan thought for a long time.

I wanted to send them anime looks.

But it was rejected by himself immediately.

The premise of the anime is the manga.

No matter what, give them a step-by-step process.

Let's read the comics first.

Ye Fan rushed to the comic shop.

Bought [-] or [-] comics such as Hokage, Conan, and One Piece.

That huge number can't even fit in a car.

Fortunately, Ye Fan can sweep them into the treasure chest.

"Ding."

"Ding."

"Ding."

Dozens of red envelopes were sent out.

It was sold out in an instant.

Montenegrin Old Demon: Prince of Tennis?What is this?
Grandma Dryad: My name is Naruto, I just flipped through a few pages, and the characters in it all use some infamous moves, rubbish.

Spring Thirteen Niang: My name is Sailor Moon!

……

Ye Fan smiled slightly.

"Everyone, don't underestimate these things. They are all products of human culture, called comics."

"The things in it are all fictitious. They are sent to you to entertain you. Don't watch them with a scrutiny attitude."

The Yellow Wind Monster snatched the One Piece.

Quite disdainful: "Hmph, what can a man who wants to be a pirate do? I want to read it. How about this manga?"

"I'll take a look too."

"I'm going too!"

……

(End of this chapter)