Wanjie Supreme Creditor System

Chapter 617 I really made a fool of myself!
"You're far from it, and you have some understanding!"

Su Xiaoxiao also said directly, very bluntly.

It's just her directness that makes the whole atmosphere feel awkward.

Even with Shangguan Yan's grandeur, he felt that he couldn't get off the stage. Just when he was about to say something to cover up, Su Xiaoxiao spoke again:
"You are still at the level of piano art and have not entered the piano path. Let me show you!"

As the words fell, fingers passed over the Nine Heavens Ring, a zither sounded, and a gust of wind flew out, directly shooting through the white jade pillar of the gazebo.

"This is Qin Dao, and there are more powers, you need to experience it slowly!"

When everyone was astonished, she said again.

Immediately, he stood behind Leng Yi and stood quietly, as if it was just a routine.

"Thank you for your guidance, Miss, for letting me see the future of Qin Dao!"

Shangguan Yan was convinced this time, it was indeed too far away.

If he had used such a piano way when he was just playing, he would have been dead for a long time.

Regarding this, Leng Yi pretended not to notice, picked up the wild grass in his hand, and said to Ouyang Mingri:

"This is a calligraphy I gave you, please accept it!"

While speaking, he had already given the mad grass to the other party.

Ouyang Mingri motioned to the young man in black beside him, picked up the calligraphy and painting, sent them over, clasped his fists and said:
"Thank you Brother Leng for your pointers. Today is an eye-opener. My handwriting is scribbled, I hope it still catches the eye."

He is very polite, without the determination and arrogance he had before writing.

Su Xiaoxiao dealt him too much blow, he needs to judge Leng Yi's details carefully.

After receiving Leng Yi's crazy grass, Ouyang Mingri's expression changed drastically, his handsome face was full of disbelief.

"Crazy grass, showing the meaning of madness. The writing is like a dragon, and the finishing is like drawing a sword. It is crisp and neat, without muddy water. The ink is flying, and the power penetrates the back of the paper. It is dignified and upright, good writing!"

Ouyang Mingri praised again and again, and almost stood up uncontrollably, but fortunately he reacted and sat down under cover.

"Brother Leng, my words are really embarrassing!"

After reading Leng Yi's words, Ouyang Mingri thoroughly felt the atmosphere and handwriting in them, and he couldn't compare them at all.

Ouyang Mingri read the words, while Shangguan Yan next to him read the content:
"Honghu lake is green, lotus is red, women and men compete for piano skills, ambush on all sides, cardamom left behind, playing the emotion of emotion. The eternity is quiet, the world is empty, who still remembers today..."

After reading it, I felt even more emotional. The competition between the two just now was all written down by him.

It proves that the talent is higher than that of Ouyang Mingri, and he didn't say the outcome, didn't mention the name, and left a good story!
Far better than telling who wins and who loses.

"Good words, thank you! The first defeat in my life has passed so lightly. Thank you!"

Shangguan Yan felt much better, at least recovering from the blow.

He even wanted to ask for calligraphy and painting from Ouyang Mingri, but was retorted:

"I'll send it to you when the betrothal gift is given someday. Let's leave it here for now. I will also learn painting and piano skills in a while, which is worth looking forward to!"

Both Leng Yi and Su Xiaoxiao were shocked by his bold words.

Is he spreading dog food in disguise?
Leng Yi wanted to say that this is wrong, but at this moment, a carrier pigeon flew in from outside:
"Fluttering..."

It landed on the back of Ouyang Mingri's wheelchair, and the young man in black picked it up to watch, his expression changed instantly, and he whispered something in his ear.

Afterwards, Ouyang Minggri bowed his hands to Leng Yi and said solemnly:

"Sifang City Lord sent someone to chase after him. I'm afraid there will be big trouble. Brother Leng, please forgive me. Let's meet again next time!"

Hearing his words, Leng Yi raised his brows, cupped his hands and said:
"Then we won't keep Brother Ouyang, let's say goodbye!"

I became more and more certain in my heart that the world that descended from Xing'an Mountains was the world of Goddess Dragon.

With Su Xiaoxiao, he disappeared immediately.

Shangguan Yan, Ouyang Mingri and others also quickly left without a trace.

The many women not far away wanted to witness a real strong conversation, but unexpectedly, they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Oh, how could this happen? We still need to look at Mr. Ouyang's paintings! It is said that the beauties in the paintings are three points more beautiful than reality."

"Isn't that right? Why did you leave? Really, if I could get one or two special skills, I would be willing to die!"

"Is it one or two special skills? I think it is one or two nights. Can he like your beauty? He is all about the goddess dragon!"

They are noisy, and the topic cannot be separated from Ouyang Mingri.

Leng Yi didn't know that he was so popular.

When the two of them appeared in Xing'an Mountains, they almost disappeared. They were about to go home quickly and set off for Tucheng, the prefecture outside the Great Wall.

When I was almost home, I saw no one on the remote country road, so I immediately took out my Ford F10 and drove home in a hurry.

The parents at home had already gotten up, and the courtyard walls had been renovated, and all the blood stains on the ground were covered with loose soil.

I am contacting someone to sell the corn for a little money.

The mother on the other side, who sells chickens and pigs, really feels like leaving.

Yu Luocha is making lunch, and Qinglong is helping.

When Leng Yi and the others drove in the Ford F10, the whole yard was noisy.Hearing the deafening sound of its motor, everyone couldn't help but look over.

When they saw it was Leng Yi, they all widened their glasses to watch.

The body is four meters high, the wheels are only one meter high, and the front and rear are five meters long.

Tall and mighty, domineering, shocking.

The middle-aged man who was loading corn looked at Leng Fengkuang enviously, and said:

"Old Leng, you gave birth to a good son. This car is like an armored car. It's all driven back!"

Even if they struggle for 100 years, they probably can't afford it.

Hearing his words, Leng Fengkuang felt beautiful in his heart, with a bright smile on his face, hehe said with a smile:

"Of course my son is great, and I am also great, otherwise where did he come from? Hurry up and pretend, they are back, we are going to eat!"

The son has become the focus of the whole village in the past two days, and everyone who meets him will say a few words.

Everyone used to say that studying is useless and delays making money.

Now it has become that your son is promising, can make money, knows how to communicate, and so on.

Especially when it comes to going to live in a villa in the city, I am even more envious.

Lengfeng Kuang felt that the wind direction of many villagers was changing too quickly.

nice!
My heart is so beautiful!
The more promising the son, the more excited he is.

He thought that he would die soon, but he didn't expect that he not only came back to life, but also regained his strength.

A beautiful life has just begun!
"Just laugh, you're so envious of our brothers!"

The person pretending to be corn couldn't help but say when he saw that he was grinning from ear to ear.

The speed of the few people was much faster, and they didn't want to continue to look at his proud face.

Things happened quickly, Leng Fengkuang and his wife sold all the things that could be sold, and they didn't have a total of 3 yuan.

Let alone a car, I can't even afford a wheel.

Once upon a time, would you not care about thirty thousand?
"Son, come teach me how to drive!"

After eating, I took some change of clothes for the cold and windy couple, and directly sat in f10.

(End of this chapter)