After his rebirth, Si Ye was addicted to his wife

"throw it out!"

Bo Guobin bit out three words angrily, turned and left.

Cheng Fangzhong's leg was broken and he was thrown at the gate of Cheng's house. Enduring the pain all over his body, his eyes were gloomy and he didn't say a word.

Where is Bo Guobin testing him?

He wanted to humiliate him from the very beginning!

Originally, he won No.1 in the traditional Chinese painting competition, so he could marry Bo Ran smoothly and turn over in a single leap...

But now, no one thinks highly of him.

All of this is thanks to Ye Nanqing and Li Mo.

It was them, who partnered up to snatch the number one that belonged to him.

He will settle the account slowly!

Just wait and see!

After leaving Bo's house, Ye Nanqing and Gu Sihan boarded the car bound for the northern suburbs of Kyoto.

The journey was long, Ye Nanqing picked up his mobile phone and was about to play Match [-], when Zhan Beiming called in.

"Qingqing, don't forget to meet Fan Yan later, if you pass today's assessment, you will be Fan Yan's apprentice."

Ye Nanqing let out a lazy "Mm", looked out the window, "I'm already on my way."

"Do you want me to accompany you?" Zhan Beiming was very worried.

"It's okay to have Sihan with me."

Zhan Beiming gave a few more instructions, telling her that she must be polite and polite when she met Fan Yan, and said that the old man Fan Yan had a weird temper, he was a rigid and serious person, and he treated his disciples very harshly...

When Zhan Beiming said something, Ye Nanqing responded casually.

Mu San, who was driving in front, had been listening to the conversation between Ye Nanqing and Zhan Beiming with his ears upright, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

He still wondered why Ye Nanqing was going to the northern suburbs of Kyoto so well.

It turned out that Fan Yan, a master of traditional Chinese painting, lived there.

Ah!

This woman is not playing a good piano, but now she wants to touch some Chinese painting.

What a half-hearted guy.

In the future, do you have to be half-hearted about Master Si?

The more he thought about it, the more dissatisfied he became, and he even stepped on the accelerator a lot harder.

When the car passed by the rest area, Mu San didn't forget to take out his mobile phone to report to Bo Anya.

【Ye Nanqing wants to worship Fan Yan as his teacher. 】

At this moment, Bo Anya is still immersed in the huge blow just now and has not recovered.

When she saw the news, she snorted coldly.

[How could Fan Yan accept her as a disciple? 】

Bo Anya suddenly thought of something again, and asked her: [The live broadcast of the Chinese painting competition was cut off later, was Ye Nanqing disqualified in the end? 】

Because Mu San was temporarily arranged by Gu Sihan to handle the task, he didn't see what happened on the scene.

But when he rushed there later, he saw Lord Si waiting for Ye Nanqing to compete outside, so he replied: [Master Si let Ye Nanqing successfully participate in the competition through his relationship. 】

There was a disdainful smile on the corner of Bo Anya's mouth, 【I knew it was like this, besides relying on men, what else can she do? 】

Mu San: [Miss Bo, Ye Nanqing is on his way to pay homage to Fan Yan's family, do you think I can do something about it...]

【You can figure it out, if it can ruin her apprenticeship, that would be the best. 】

【Yes, Mu San must do his best to destroy this matter. 】

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A small self-built bungalow in the northern suburbs of Kyoto.

Fan Yan looked outside and it was getting dark.

He put his hands behind his back, sighed, and muttered to himself: "Oh! How can a person who doesn't even keep the time become a weapon? Old man Zhu also told me that he is a good seedling. That's good, I don't think it's necessary We met."

He turned around, ready to close the door and go back to the house to drink a pot of wine.

The door was half closed, and a black luxury car stopped on the road in front of the door.

Get out of the car, a man and a woman.

It was dark and the light was not good, and the distance was so far that he couldn't see clearly at all.

But the person who came to him at this point must be the younger sister of the Second Master Zhan.

but……

Pity.

He is a bit of a tempered old man.

It was impolite for him to sit alone at the door and wait for so long.

So, maybe the two of them came this way, quickly slipped back to the room, closed the door with a "snap", then locked it, and snorted coldly: "Idiot girl, I, Fan Yan, don't accept this kind of apprentice!"

He clapped his hands, feeling that he was in a better mood after letting out this breath, humming a little tune, he went into the kitchen and brought out a bottle of wine.

When the wine and peanuts were placed on the small table in the yard, there was a knock on the door.

Then, a deep male voice came: "Is anyone there?"

Fan Yan raised his chin and looked arrogant. He didn't answer, but only drank.

Outside.

Ye Nanqing narrowed his eyes, "Just now we closed the door in front of us, but now we pretend we don't know anything and hide inside without saying a word."

This old man Fan is as stubborn as ever.

Seeing this scene, Mu San hurriedly said: "Master Si, Master Fan probably means that he doesn't want to accept Miss Nanqing as his apprentice, so why don't we go back?"

When Mu San's words fell to the ground, he felt Ye Nanqing cast a cold look at him, and lowered his head guiltily.

Gu Sihan ignored Mu San, and only asked Ye Nanqing: "Qingqing, what do you think?"

He pushed the door in front of him again, "It's easy to open this door, it's just a matter of one kick, but if your future master can't open his heart to teach you seriously, it will also be a delay for you. "

What's more, he didn't want her to be wronged in front of outsiders.

What about the masters of Chinese painting?

Turning Qingqing out, to put it bluntly, doesn't it just mean that she doesn't like her?

Ye Nanqing raised his eyebrows and looked inside through the hole in the door.

The room was warm and bright, and old man Fan sat at the small table, sipping wine and peanuts, and listening to the old-fashioned radio, it was really very comfortable.

In contrast, they stood in the cold wind, suffering from hunger and hunger, very destitute.

She knocked on the door twice more, but Fan Yan still didn't respond.

"Then let's go." Ye Nanqing turned around and returned to the car, "It's still warm in the car."

After finishing speaking, she also sent a message to Zhan Beiming: "Brother, you can call and tell Master Fan. It's late today, so we won't disturb his old man. We will visit another day."

Zhan Beiming frowned, "What's the matter? Didn't you just say you've arrived? At least meet Master Fan."

"It's unnecessary to meet." Ye Nanqing's lips curled into a smile, "But, second brother, you should remember to introduce me to Master Fan later, so that he won't know when I come next time."

Old man Zhu didn't know her real name, but old man Fan did!

"Okay, let's do it next time."

Zhan Beiming hung up the phone directly, presumably he was on the phone with Old Man Fan.

Mu San dubiously glanced at Ye Nanqing through the rearview mirror, "Miss Nanqing, let's now..."

"Go back to Yiyuan."

Mu San sneered in his heart and started the car.

It seems that there is no need for him to do anything, and this teacher will not be able to worship.

The vehicle started slowly and drove slowly on the suburban mountain road.

However, after driving for less than two hundred miles, Mu San was stunned when he saw a black shadow through the rearview mirror.

"Why is there a tricycle following behind?"