Urban Cultivation Evil

Chapter 473 Cao Guorang Comes

Zhang Zheng was able to become Cao Guorang's disciple, but he was not incompetent.

He could see very quickly that this picture of a hundred years of life could only be written by gathering all the calligraphers who died for hundreds of thousands of years together.

And that kind of situation is impossible unless it happens in the underworld.

However, the picture of a hundred years of life in front of me really appeared in front of me, how could it be measured by value?

When Zhang Zheng said that it cannot be measured by price, everyone was completely stunned.

Chen Sijun, who laughed the loudest at first, was even more stunned: "Zhang Zheng, you said that it can't be measured by price?"

Zhang Zheng nodded: "Well, it's priceless."

"Pfft!" Chen Sijun only felt a tightness in his chest, and almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Nima!

Which gang are you on?

Chen Jian also nodded slightly, and smiled at Chen Yumo: "Yumo, what Zhang Zheng said is right, this picture of a hundred longevity is absolutely priceless, even Master Cao Guorang's work is far from the boss's picture of living in Fuchun Mountain." Enemy. Unexpectedly, you found such a powerful boyfriend, you really have a heart!"

Hearing Chen Jian's personal praise of Chen Yumo, Chen Yumo's parents burst into smiles.

Unknowingly, the eyes looking at Ye Tian became kinder.

It seems that this poor boy is not as simple as he appears on the surface.

The character who can come up with this calligraphy and painting, regardless of whether he really wrote it himself, but it is definitely not easy.

Chen Yumo was still in a daze.

Didn't recover from the shock at all.

It took a long time before he grabbed Ye Tian's hand and squeezed it hard.

Ye Tian shouted: "Hey, why are you pinching me?"

Chen Yumo asked in a daze: "Ye Tian, ​​does it hurt?"

Ye Tian was very weird, he shook his head: "You pinched it, it doesn't hurt."

Chen Yumo snorted, "It turned out to be a dream."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Tian grabbed Chen Yumo's hand and pinched it lightly.

Now it was Chen Yumo's turn to shout: "Ye Tian, ​​what are you doing?"

Ye Tian asked, "Does it hurt?"

"pain!"

"Hey, that's right." Ye Tian said with a smile.

Chen Yumo looked at her slightly red and swollen hands, and suddenly came to her senses: "I'm not dreaming? Ye Tian, ​​that... is that really a gift from you? You didn't embarrass me?"

"Please, what a shame!" Ye Tian rolled his eyes, speechless.

"Ahem, it's fine, stop flirting here." Chen Jian coughed and said dotingly.

Hu Mei, on the other hand, blushed and became more and more dissatisfied: "Grandpa, what's so great about a set of calligraphy and painting, this poor boy still says he wrote it himself! Hmph, I see, he doesn't have that much skill at all! It’s also priceless, and I think it’s just rhetoric.”

"Yes, that must be the case. This kid is a liar. He picked up this pair of calligraphy and painting somewhere, and then claimed that he wrote it himself. I don't believe he has that ability!" Mei woke up a bit.

From the conversation between Zhang Zheng and Chen Jian just now, they can also hear that it is impossible to write this calligraphy and painting, unless there is a ghost.

So, no matter what, Ye Tian must have lied.

When Hu Mei said this to Chen Sijun, Chen Jian also frowned slightly.

I didn't think about it that much just now, but now I'm hesitant.

At Ye Tian's age, being able to write one of the longevity characters in the hundred-shou picture is very powerful. If he can really write so many characters, Chen Jian would never believe it.

If you say you wrote it just for the sake of showing off, then there must be something wrong with your character.

Involuntarily, Chen Jian's face darkened: "By the way, Xiaoye, since you are Yumo's boyfriend, our Yumo is a good boy, I don't want her to be deceived."

"No, Grandpa, I... I believe Ye Tian's words." Chen Yumo explained anxiously.

It seemed that he suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I saw with my own eyes that even Master Cao Guorang praised Ye Tian's words. Master Cao Guorang even said that he would come to celebrate Grandpa's birthday."

"What? Cao Guorang will come?"

Hearing Chen Yumo's words, the scene immediately exploded.

What kind of person is Cao Guorang.

The so-called literati are proud.

Cao Guorang was not only arrogant, but he even heard that he couldn't even invite some big figures who were several levels higher than Chen Jian. Can they come to celebrate Chen Jian's birthday?
What an international joke? !

If he really had that face, Chen Jian would not be so happy for a long time to get a calligraphy and painting of Cao Guorang.

"Yumo, you're messing around too!" Chen Jian shook his head vigorously, feeling that Chen Yumo must have been deceived by Ye Tian.

Now even Grandmaster Cao Guorang has been pulled out, it is simply unreasonable.

"Haha, what a joke! Yumo, can you be more reliable in bragging?" Chen Sijun ridiculed again and again.

Hu Mei also sneered: "Cousin, look at you. You are so dizzy now that you have been deceived by others, and you are still speaking for others. Even Zhang Zheng, Cao Guorang's disciple and grandson in our family, usually finds it difficult to see him. You said let him come Just come? You really don’t know your last name!”

After finishing speaking, he gave Zhang Zheng a hand: "You mean, husband?"

At this time, Zhang Zheng was full of doubts, scratched his head, and said uncertainly: "I'm not too sure about this, but two days ago, it seemed that the teacher said that Master Cao seemed to be celebrating someone's birthday."

"Tch, whose birthday is it for, that's also..." Hu Mei was talking, when she suddenly saw Zhang Zheng's eyes fall on the door, she couldn't help but also look at the door: "Hey, Zhang Zheng, why does that person look so much like yours?" Teacher Yu Zihou?"

"It doesn't look like it, it does!" Seeing a middle-aged man appearing at the door, Zhang Zheng almost ran over: "Teacher, why are you here too? You don't come because you know that Mr. Chen is celebrating his birthday." Bar?"

Zhang Zheng was extremely excited.

Hu Mei was taken aback for a moment, then overjoyed, and said proudly: "Haha, Zhang Zheng is doing well, because the last time I asked Master Yu Zihou for a painting, he remembered it all. It must be because of Zhang Zheng's face. Come to pay grandpa birthday!"

Chen Jian was also a little surprised.

At this time, everyone thought the same as Hu Mei, Master Yu Zihou must have seen Zhang Zheng's face, and came to pay respects to Mr. Chen's birthday.

Yu Zihou glanced at Zhang Zheng, shook his head slowly, and stepped aside: "Oh, Zhang Zheng, I came with Teacher Cao."

Only then did Zhang Zheng notice that there was an old man beside Yu Zihou.

Looking up, Zhang Zheng's pupils shrank suddenly, feeling that his eyes must be blurred: "Cao...Master Cao?"

"This...how is this possible?" Zhang Zheng felt that his breathing was a little suffocated.

Hu Mei ran to Zhang Zheng's side. She didn't know Cao Guorang, and said strangely, "Husband, what are you talking about, Master Cao?"

"Cao Guo asked Master Cao!" Zhang Zheng was a little awkward when he spoke.

However, Cao Guorang didn't pay attention to Zhang Zheng's meaning at all, but looked into the room.

Seeing Ye Tian, ​​Cao Guorang was extremely excited, and quickly ran to Ye Tian: "Ye Xiaoyou, I finally see you again!"

(End of this chapter)