The third level is what Bo Qingrong cares about the most.

There was a smile on the corner of his lips, but his eyes were already cold: "Yes, Boss Shen, what is the third level?"

Someone once said that although he seemed to have some skills, he was only the first level and could never reach the third level.

He was very curious. What was so strange about this third level that he could not reach it?

Chen Fengmian glanced at him lightly, accidentally suffocating people's appetite, and said leisurely: "The fireflies are shining but not fire, and even the lotus dew is a ball, but it is not a pearl."

this……

Everyone frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

The third level of realm seems to be inconsistent with the first two levels, but it needs to be carefully savored to realize the profound meaning.

What they fear most in their career is not lack of talent, but their pride in themselves.

Diligence can make up for your shortcomings, but if you have poor character, it will be useless to do anything.

How many people have stopped at some achievements, like a frog in the well, who can only see the small benefits in front of them?

Everyone felt infinite emotion in their hearts, both deep thoughts and self-reflection.

These fluorescent fires and dewdrops really need to be tempered to change their essence and become real fire and pearls!

Thinking about it this way, I feel that the first two level is indeed not enough.

Whether it is talent or diligence, they are just things that are superficial. What really needs to be polished is their restless heart.

Only by starting from the fundamentals can you have the hope of breaking through the first two levels and entering the third level.

Some people exchanged their thoughts, and many people were secretly looking at Bo Qingrong. The latter was just a little after Shen Fengmian finished talking about the third level.

Stayed in place, not moving for a long time.

Fireflies shine but never fire.

Bo Qingrong gritted her teeth, and her eyes were about to burst into flames.

That person! It turns out that he has been laughing at him!

Even if the lotus dew is a ball, it is not a pearl!

No matter how hard he works, it is useless! How dare he!

He came to his senses and looked closely. Where was Chen Fengmian's figure? While they were not paying attention, Chen Fengmian had already left.

Bo Qingrong had nowhere to vent his anger. He went downstairs and got into the car. After a while, he slapped the steering wheel hard.

In Zhenpinzhai, Chen Fengmian held the watermelon and picked up a Feng Shui throne, looking at the car happily: "3,2,1."

"Boss, what are you counting?" Xiao Bayi looked confused.

"Hey, the car is gone." Chen Fengmian laughed, scooped a large spoonful of watermelon and stuffed it into his mouth: "So, why are you fighting with me? I originally

I don’t even bother to pay attention to him. What’s the point of talking to you? I just want to enjoy my mouth? I really don’t understand this human brain circuit.”

Xiao Ba ate melons silently, not daring to speak.

He thought of Bo Qingrong's gloomy face before leaving, and silently gave him a little wax in his heart.

I can't blame others, but who told him to commit suicide? I found Chen Fengmian's head.

But don't be angry!

"But, Fengmian." Qin Qingyue looked at him in confusion, not quite understanding: "How did you know him?"

Chen Fengmian didn't raise his head either: "Oh, I went back to Yuxing a few days ago."

Jiang Yun has no way, so it is inconvenient to check things. In addition, his uncle is always unreliable. Seeing that Rong Shengtang is making trouble frequently, and

It looked familiar, and he couldn't help but go back and check it out.

There is nothing wrong with anything else, but the registration information of Rongshengtang was found.

"The original Rongshengtang was a man named Bo Quankun, and later changed to Bo Qingrong." Chen Fengmian was leisurely: "The relationship between father and son, but his father has already

The sutra died.”

I saw his face before and found his name later.

If you combine the two hats and one combination, you will be able to get it right.

Qin Qingyue held his chin with his hand and looked at him with a funny look: "What are you going to do?"

"Cold salmon." Chen Fengmian smiled leisurely, with a slightly narrow-minded look in his eyes: "He likes to eat big dishes, but I like these appetizers. Heavy oil and salt, which makes him more likely to get angry."

Xiaoba shut up silently, sorry for disturbing her, and couldn't understand a single word.

"I think you are so annoying." Qin Qingyue slaps him: "What kind of puzzles are you fighting? Just say whatever you want. I'm the best at slapping people. Do you want me to give you two tricks?"

"Oh? Tell me."

As soon as he talked about this, Qin Qingyue became excited: "How about letting him be proud for two days first, and then you take the thing when the things they put out are the most expensive! Look, they ate a wave of east wind and they cooked for a long time, but you are famous for it, so you are so frustrated to death!"

Xiaoba widened his eyes and nodded repeatedly: This is very feasible! It sounds very enjoyable!

"Well... If you don't like this, there are other things." Qin Qingyue raised her eyebrows and happily: "For example, in the ring, you see the paintings he sold before, only 300 of them are real. Anyone with discerning eyes knows that he has not lost money. My brother said that he is not honest at first glance. You might as well put more good things out. Not only will the quantity be completely suppressed, but it will also be defeated in terms of quality! How about it!"

Xiao Ba nodded desperately: "This is so good!"

"..." Chen Fengmian looked at her speechlessly: "He is only two layers, I am only one layer, and the quantity and quality are completely suppressed. Do you know how much you want?"

"If it's not enough, I'll help you get it!" Qin Qingyue didn't think this would be a problem at all, and her eyes were burning: "I told my brother that if there was something you like in the store, he could pay the bank price."

Business between peers is called "Bank of Communications". Generally, the transaction price and profit are very low, and sometimes even "burdens".

No matter what the offer is, Qin Xuewu can make this promise, and this love is still a reward.

"I've received the love, but it's really unnecessary." Chen Fengmian pulled a tissue and wiped his mouth: "He didn't come for me."

"Um?"

Both of them were a little unbelievable. They had reached this white-hot stage. He actually said that they were not here for him?

I'm blindly optimistic...

Chen Fengmian's eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, and the smile on his lips gradually faded: "He came to my senior brother, Bo Qingrong... The three hundred paintings he had released before were all written by my senior brother."

What!?

Qin Qingyue's eyes opened slightly, and when she remembered the exquisiteness of the three hundred paintings, she still couldn't believe it: "Your senior brother... he drew it alone?"

"Yes." Chen Fengmian was in a bad mood when he thought of his senior brother.

He recalled the exquisiteness of the three hundred paintings in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable: "He has always cherished his works. In Yuxing, his paintings are usually only given to relatives and friends... Three hundred paintings are not something that can be drawn in a year or two."

Those paintings that can almost be painted in real life can be thought of as much effort.

He was able to give three hundred pictures directly, which means that in the heart of his senior brother, Bo Qingrong is either a relative or a friend.

Qin Qingyue was stunned for a moment and murmured: "No, I've gone to see it too... I've also seen Mei... your senior brother's painting, but it's really not the same..."

"Yes." Chen Fengmian's expression became even worse when he said this: "His style of painting has changed a lot. If it weren't for me, it would be difficult to tell."

He looked at Qin Qingyue, and his eyebrows were filled with a rare nervous look: "Qingyue, when have you met him? Is he... okay?"
Chapter completed!