Ye Shaoyang had no choice but to agree.

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

Originally, Ye Shaoyang had decided to use this rare leisure to romance with her, go to a movie, and go to a romantic place to eat something. If the atmosphere continues until after returning home, maybe he has a chance tonight... As a result, all plans were ruined because of this incident.

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

The next morning, Ye Shaoyang took her to the airport, but when he thought of having to part again, he felt very reluctant. Before entering the waiting hall, Rui Lengyu took the initiative to kiss him, which was somewhat of a comfort to him.

When he returned home, Ye Shaoyang found that Lao Guo was actually lying on his sofa like a landlord, with his legs stretched to the coffee table, holding a bowl of tea in his hand, and the TV opposite was playing some unknown performance. A group of girls wearing tight leather jackets and shorts danced loudly, and Lao Guo's eyes shone brightly.

"Why are you at my house? How did you come in?" Ye Shaoyang didn't come back to his senses for a moment.

Lao Guo's eyes were still moving and said, "Guagua opened the door for me. I came to your house. Of course, I have something to do with you."

"It just so happens that I have something to do with you."

Ye Shaoyang walked over and kicked the coffee table away. Lao Guo's legs were hanging in the air, and he had nowhere to focus, and he sat on the ground.

"Ouch! Junior brother, you are crazy!"

Ye Shaoyang held the back collar of his clothes in one hand, brought the teacup from him, and said with a smile: "Tell me, what have you done to be sorry for me?"

"I'm sorry for you..."

Lao Guo twitched his lips, then smiled embarrassedly, "Well, you know?"

"I don't know if I'll ask you?" Ye Shaoyang took a sip of the tea he made, which was so thick that it was bitter. When he saw that there was more tea in the cup than water, he really didn't feel sorry for taking his own things.

Lao Guo stumbled and said, "Well, I made an appointment with Leng Yu, but she didn't go either."

Ye Shaoyang sprayed tea on his face and shouted: "What did you say? You made an appointment with Leng Yu!!"

Lao Guo had a few tea leaves hanging on his forehead, looking at Ye Shaoyang pitifully and said, "At that time, she was not a match with you, but I had already introduced you to you and you forgot. She had bought magic tools several times before, and sometimes she talked to me for a while. I thought she admired me more, so I made an appointment with her to have dinner several times, but she didn't go..."

Ye Shaoyang was completely speechless. Unexpectedly, after being interrogated, he actually found out about this matter, grabbed his collar, and said seriously: "You like Leng Yu!"

"No! I'm a rare beauty in the magic world. I want to try to make an appointment. I don't have any complicated ideas. She refused, so I didn't have the intention. Not to mention that she became a couple with you later..."

Ye Shaoyang shook his head helplessly and said, "You are so brave, you have thoughts about Leng Yu. Don't say that you are so old, even if you are as young as me, you are not as handsome as me..."

"Get out, when I was young, I was also in the wind." Lao Guo said, turning his head off, taking a photo at the reflective place on the background wall of the TV, and sighed: "Of course, I have indeed changed a little now, but she always asks me questions. I think she admires an old senior like me."

"I admire seniors, bah! You have to be lucky that you didn't go to be a teacher, otherwise you would probably have gone to the squad now."

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

"Well, I betrayed you in this matter, nothing else. Didn't you just send Leng Yu away? I thought she told you an interesting story, so you came to ask for a crime." Lao Guo seemed very aggrieved.

"It's not this!" Ye Shaoyang simply said directly, "I asked you to give gifts to Cui Fujun and Xu Wenchang and burn some calligraphy and paintings for them, but you burned a fake! You might as well not burn it."

When Lao Guo heard that this was the case, his face suddenly turned into a pig's liver. He grabbed Ye Shaoyang's hand and said with a sneer: "It's not that I won't help you, it's really that the original is too expensive and I can't afford it."

"Then you can't burn fakes, aren't you harming me? How expensive, let's just give it your best, as long as they are happy."

Lao Guo's neck shrank, "Then you can't help it. Tang Bohu's paintings are cheapest and not expensive, they are millions."

"On million, then... over million!" Ye Shaoyang jumped up.

"No, even if you can afford money, you still have a price but no market and you have no place to buy it."

Ye Shaoyang became depressed on the spot, with millions of dollars... He had never seen that much money before. Even if he had it, he would buy a painting and burn it to give gifts. Even if he beat him to death, he would not be able to do this.

"This... must be Tang Bohu's?"

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

Ye Shaoyang scratched his forehead, "Is there any cheaper one?"

"If you get much cheaper, you can get hundreds or thousands of dollars. The key is that if you show him the level of the class, it will only taint others' eyes. You might as well burn fakes."

Ye Shaoyang thought about it, it was really difficult. He thought about it carefully and slapped his thighs. "Without, we can't afford to burn the ancients, we can't burn the moderns."

Lao Guo said: "The works of modern people are not cheap either. The paintings of Southern and Northern Qi are all sky-high. Moreover, Zhang Xiaoqian was punished to live in the Great Hell for destroying Dunhuang murals. Xu Gong wanted to see his paintings and just go to live in the Great Hell. What do you want to do with you?"

Ye Shaoyang said: "If you don't look for famous artists, please help me find a college of art, a Chinese painting, and just have a similar painting. Buy a few paintings for Xu Gong, and ask him to give me some advice..."

How smart Lao Guo is, he understood as soon as he heard it, and said, "You mean, you want to inspire Xu Gong to teach his skills?"

"That's right, you think that a person becomes a ghost, painting, etc. feels completely different from a person holding a pen, and the painting materials are also different. Although it can be simulated by things in the ghost realm, it is different after all. Especially for these people, the subtle differences must also make him bored and have nowhere to resolve it. So if he can find a disciple from the world and ask him for advice in name, he might be very happy..."

Lao Guo said: "It's better to draw and ask him for advice."

Ye Shaoyang rolled his eyes: "At my level, did you let Mr. Xu be a junior teacher? Leave this to you, you will find the one who best admires Mr. Xu..."
Chapter completed!